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What's up? I'm just a user - you might even call me AGenericUser. Sometimes I do an obscure little thing called roleplay - maybe you've heard of such a thing before? At any rate, there's not really much to tell you about myself. I like JRPGs though, so there's that I guess.

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The goggled man from earlier had more tidbits of information to pass out, it seemed - and Eliza chose to listen carefully, not planning on letting a single word go unheard. After all - knowing the situation was typically better than not having an inkling of what was going on. Knowledge was power. The first thing that stuck out to Eliza that the goggled man said was the Diver's Creed, or at least, what could be described as an abridged version of it. 'Treasure to be found, jobs to be done, and knowledge to be won! That's the Diver's Creed!' was what the man spoke.

'I mean, that's a good Diver's Creed, but that doesn't go how I remember it. It's something like... Courage, Honor, and Integrity... which is nice, sure, but I like this guy's version a heck of a lot. It makes us feel more like... swashbucklers! And that's dang cool, so I'm on board.'

The next things that the man spoke of was of a particular boat. A particular boat called the Skullfish. Something about the name sounded familiar to Eliza - maybe she'd heard of it throughout the years. Though, there was another reason that the name stuck out to her. Simply put... the name was damn cool to Eliza Rebargo. 'Holy crap... that's a kickass name for a boat! It really gives you the feel that it means business. And... it just kinda sounds like the type of boat some pro Diver would be sailing aboard. I mean, I'm not at that level yet...' Eliza gazed out at the Skullfish - which was a rather impressive boat, and Gullspire Rock, off in the distance. 'But I know I'll reach that level someday. I kind of have to. I wouldn't be a Rebargo if I didn't get better at this whole diving business. But I'll know that I'll get there someday. I can just feel it in my blood!'

And then - the speech by the goggled man - that Eliza still didn't know the name of - was over... and the time had come to board the Skullfish. Eliza headed towards the boat at a somewhat speedy pace, thrilled to be taking a part on this diving mission... though, she paused, as she realized something. Instinctively putting a hand onto her back - where her sword and shield were, Eliza realized something that could be possibly problematic. Her shield was formed of metal - which was good. Her sword, though? A mere, somewhat unwieldy blade of wood. This presented a problem. A wooden sword wouldn't be entirely great at fighting off monsters, nor would it allow her to use her Aether abilities.

The divers did have time to head into town quickly and get anything they needed, but... Eliza didn't know if she should. Holding up the other divers wouldn't exactly be a great first impression - and from what she'd seen, they seemed like a pretty swell bunch. She mulled this over in her head for a minute as she slowly paced towards the boat... then, as if she'd made a decision, picked up the pace and headed onto the boat.

'I'll be all fine and dandy, I reckon. I'll just focus on being an iron wall for these guys. That's what I'll do, and I'll make sure to do it well!'
Just had my first opportunity to get on this today, yeah, I'm interested in the thing too. The discord thing. It sounds pretty neat - and I was kind of hoping we'd get one, actually!

My bad that I couldn't get any posts up so far - unfortunately it's been giving me a lot less time to set things up than I would've hoped. I should be back in the swing of things in 24 hours from now - a full day in Australian time. Sorry if I've been holding you guys up.
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I believe you're looking for a sea faring, steampunk, magic girl anime roleplay. And I'm okay with that. And I'm not okay with the fact I'm okay with that.


... Ha, didn't even think about that! But now that you mention it? It sure does sound like a magical girl thing. Let's get our rainbow magic shiny power on, guys! Or, something like that.

On an unrelated, non-magical girls note, it's looking like I should be able to get a few posts up on those three days I mentioned. It's looking likely-ish, I think, so that's pretty radical.
We've got seven characters. There are also seven colours in the rainbow. See, what I'm saying here is that we all need amazing technicolour hair, so we can form a rainbow squadron. Great idea? No need to answer that, I know it. We can have dramatic posing and goofy catchphrases, folks.

Personally, I'm dye-ing for this idea to add a splash of colour to this roleplay.


Eliza Rebargo



'Well, if I'm gonna get myself into this Gullspire Rock business - which I am, no questions asked, then I'd better get myself into high gear! ... And if I'm gonna do that, then... Uh, where do I go? Usually I'd go to a guild hall, but I'm not sure if this place even has those. Maybe I'll go check out the tavern and ask around... and drink, of course! That's what a tavern's for.'

Eliza's eyes darted through the area like that of a hawk's, and before long, her gaze shifted onto that of a building off in the distance, entitled 'The Sunken Shepherd', a name which she felt would befit a tavern quite well. But she didn't dally on this for too long - she had a tavern to check out. Or, maybe it wasn't a tavern, and she was making quite the blunder. It certainly was quite the possibility. Not letting this stop her for too long, Eliza then began to make her way towards The Sunken Shepherd, weaving (albeit poorly, to her chagrin) throughout the crowds of people who were flocking onto the island by the dozen. It was like stepping through a minefield, though only slightly less lethal - and a whole lot noisier.

Some of the people Eliza bumped into weren't exactly thrilled, choosing to voice their distaste quite clearly. Eliza chose to held her tongue, which wasn't such an easy task - she thought it'd be best not to cause trouble. She'd only been on Windward Island for not even a day, so causing some strife already wouldn't be ideal. Though, it'd certainly be impressive but not in a good way. Eventually, though, Eliza managed to reach the tavern in one piece, so that was all fine and dandy.

'I came here for a nice break, but it looks like I'm getting roped back into diving... it's like, destiny or something.' Eliza mulled with a hand to her chin, as she stood outside the tavern for a brief moment. 'Anyways, I could really go for a drink right about now. But, I don't have any clue what they sell here. I just hope it's some good stuff...!' Forcing the tavern doors open, Eliza caught sight of a fair few people mingling in the bar. There wasn't a doubt in her mind that some of them were divers - so it'd be worth asking them about the whole situation with Gullspire Rock.

But it seemed like luck was on Eliza's side, because she'd walked in at the perfect time. A voice rung out throughout the room, coming from a man equipped with goggles. This man gave Eliza the impression of a very, very experienced diver... because boy, did it sound like he knew what he was talking about. He spoke of sending out two teams - a climbing and diving team. Eliza felt she'd be more suited to a diving team - feeling as if there was more potential of coming across interesting artifacts and the like... though, as it turned out, some structures could be accessed from the land, so climbing wouldn't be so bad.

And, once again, Eliza heard a mention of what truly intrigued her about the whole situation. Ancient machinery. An unnatural storm. Both of them were, simply put... mysterious. Enigmatic. And the Rebargo family had always been drawn to such mysteries. Familiar questions raced through Eliza's head. What kind of ancient machinery can just cause a storm? What kind of people made it? How advanced were they? The situation brought so many questions, yet the orange-haired lady, Eliza Rebargo, sought the answers.

'And I'm gonna find those answers. Leaving stuff like that unfound... it's just not my style. I'm tagging into this diving operation, hell or high water... these mysteries are practically calling my name to solve them.' Eliza then recalled a piece of information that was spoken by the likely experienced man with the goggles. He said something about partners.

'Oh... cripe. I... I guess I don't have one of those, do I?' Eliza scratched her head. 'I mean, I guess I've got my shield and my sword? But... somehow, I think that doesn't count. Well, anyways... I'm sure it'll be fine, right? I don't need no partner, 'cause I'm Eliza Rebargo... I'll be Rebar-going on this trip no matter what! That's my policy. At least, for now...'
Oh wow, came back to a sudden wave of activity. Left at like, 18 posts, and I come back to 45. Thought I was seeing things. Sorry I couldn't get a post in - was off on an excursion for most the day. I'll try to get one up quick though - though depending on circumstances I mightn't be able to make a whole lot of posts after tomorrow, for three days... but I'll see what I can do about that. No way I'm letting some measly excursions hinder my quest for Gaea.

But yeah, should be able to get a post up soon and all that. And after all those things this week, it should be smooth sailing from there on - in both senses.
... I am not sure what I just walked into the OOC chat to, but it's definitely a thing, I can tell you that much


Kobalt Zaffre



Well, things were turning out well for Kobalt. The archer he'd attempted to tail had heard his words, and had appeared behind Kobalt - having leapt down from the trees. The archer had been traveling the forest from the treetops, it seemed - which was a clever and rather interesting plan, even if it weren't something Kobalt would consider using. The archer boy introduced himself as 'Romand Lei Vester'.

'Alright, good. We've made eye contact, so we're set.' Kobalt thought as he glanced at the archer, who had begun to speak - including a mention of how Kobalt apparently saw the boy in the trees. 'Didn't really see him up there, but hey, it'll do. Sounds better than me just yelling at some trees and hoping someone's there, that's for sure. Wouldn't be a great first impression.'

Kobalt began to go through the motions - the motions of introducing himself to another person. He felt that he was getting quite good at it, as the boy in front of him held out his hand - which Kobalt reached out and shook. "The name's Kobalt Zaffre." He introduced himself with a calm tone. "I'll promise you - I know my way around a fight. It's what my family's built on... so, yeah, guess you could say I can fight." He finished his explanation, then looked at the archer, known as Romand. "Gettin' a hunch that you're an alright fighter. Saw a few of your shots earlier... they were pretty good."

Romand had also asked a question regarding Kobalt's weapons - more specifically, how he used them to catch up to him. Raising his left hand upwards to show off his gauntlets, he began to speak. "Wonderin' about these, huh? Can't blame you. These're Whip Gauntlets - I call 'em the Twin Thunderbolts. They're pretty crappy at large ranges - they're great for close to mid-range, though." He continued. "Caught up to you by launching myself with these, I guess. Not that easy to explain, so just keep an eye out next time I use them."

After this, Kobalt glanced over at Romand's weapon. It was a bow, unsurprisingly enough, though it had a rather elegant - even beautiful azure blue design. It was certainly very stylish, though Kobalt found himself wondering more about the utilities of his new teammate's weapon. Could it transform? Did it shoot special arrows? What was his Semblance? Kobalt considered asking, but those questions would likely be answered in due time, within the heat of combat.

"Probably best not to dally too much." Kobalt took a singular step forwards, which was followed by a look at his new partner. "Now that we're all registered in this whole partners business, we should be able to get this over and done with pretty easily. From here, we've only got to get to the relic. Should be no sweat for the two of us, I reckon."

While this Romand fellow was new to Kobalt, he seemed like he'd make a good partner. He seemed like he was a capable fighter from range, and he approached situations carefully - as evidenced by him taking the higher route, the treetops. It seemed like Kobalt had gotten lucky, regarding who he was partnered up with... so far.


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Eliza Rebargo


Windward Island,

The Docks


Not even a day had passed since Eliza had arrived on the small Windward Island - located in the Southern Seas of Aruth. Eliza hadn't set foot on the island before, yet she'd always had a vague interest in it. And the reason for such an interest was simple - what manner of lost artifacts from the old world laid in wait, cloaked by the deep blue veil of the seas? The very possibility of such things intrigued Eliza Rebargo.

Eliza stared longingly at the sea ahead of her, her mind still on the treasures the sea could hold. She did spy dark clouds looking overhead in the distance, but they didn't really hold her attention... at first. What did catch her attention, though, was a rather loud noise ringing through the island that was quickly followed by powerful gusts of wind. "W-whoa?! What's this all about?!" Eliza yelled out in utter surprise, having been caught off-guard, quickly drawing her shield from her back. But by that time, the unusual event had ceased. "I've seen storms, but nothing like that...! That was... a mega storm or something...!"

But at that time, a young voice rung out from behind Eliza. "That's the rock... Gullspire Rock. It's been like that for a while..."

Eliza turned to face the source of the voice - a young boy with jet black hair, and a bandage on his arm. "Hold on, little guy! You alright? That was a pretty scary storm and all!" She questioned, quickly crouching down to meet the boy's height. "If it happens again, just stand behind me! Nothing gets by my mighty shield!"

"I'm not a wuss, you know," The boy scoffed. "I'm not scared of it... it's happened a lot of times already. They're calling out divers to stop it... somehow." He added as he glanced over at the rock - and the storm clouds above in the distance.

"Wait, for real...? I didn't hear anything about this. What a time to drop by this place, huh?" Eliza laughed - it was quite the coincidence. "That'd explain all the diver-looking guys I saw, though... since I'm here, though, I should probably help out. It'd be wrong not to... I wouldn't be able to call myself a diver if I just ignored something like that."

The boy looked up at Eliza with a neutral expression, then reached into his pockets. A few moments passed as he sorted through various things, only to eventually pull out a small note. Taking steps towards Eliza, the boy reached out and passed the note to Eliza, who accepted it and began to read it.

Eliza's eyes darted over the text. An odd storm has appeared near Windward Island. It is unnatural and may be caused by some ancient device. Windward Island hereby requests any divers brave enough to travel to Gullspire Rock and to end this unnatural storm. Payment: 500 shelma, plus any artifacts found... It was a rather interesting note, though certain things piqued her interest more than others - in particular, the artifacts... yet that was nothing compared to the 'ancient device' mentioned.

It was an interesting explanation for these storms, which'd apparently been racking Windward Island as of late. They didn't seem to be any ordinary storms, at least to Eliza. She'd never experienced a storm so powerful that it caused such powerful wind gusts and even quaked the earth... so, what if the source were that of an ancient device, capable of causing such things?

'It's only a possibility, but it's an intriguing one... Eliza thought to herself, pressing a finger to her chin. 'A device that's causing these storms... could the ancient people make something like that? That'd be pretty advanced... but that just adds the question of why they'd make something like that. I can't just let this go unfound. I was already planning to tag into this diver thing, and now? There's nothing in Aruth that'll get my mind off this! I need to know the truth behind these storms, now!'

"Uh... I'm still here." The black-haired boy spoke. "Why're you just staring off into space?"

Eliza smiled. "Well, I was just thinking about these storms and all..." Eliza paused. "Anyways, thanks for that note - I didn't have a clue that stuff like that was going on here. It's some pretty neato stuff, so I'm gonna have to give it a peep. That's my duty as a diver, after all."

"You're a diver? I've always wanted to be a diver, but... I'm not a good swimmer." The boy explained, tilting his head downwards - as if ashamed. "Can't be a diver if I can't swim, right? I just wish I could."

"'You just wish you could?'" Eliza repeated, looking at the young boy. "Y'know, you don't have to wish - if you put your mind to it, then you can definitely do it. That's what I reckon, and I reckon I'm right. So you go out there - and work towards becoming a diver! Sure, you mightn't be able to swim, but neither did I - and here I am now. So, you go out and train yourself... and you'll be a diver sooner than you'll think!"

Looking up, the boy nodded. "I'll... I'll try my best."

"Rightio - that's the spirit!" Eliza replied, and made a thumbs up gesture with her right hand. "Anyways... I'd better be off, if I want to help out with this storm problem. You'd better remember what I said, too! You'll become a diver in no time if you listen to it - I'm sure of it!" And with that, Eliza headed off at a somewhat slow, relaxed pace, hoping that she'd inspired the boy in his endeavors to become a diver.

Eliza's travels eventually led to the docks of the island, which were positively buzzing with activity. Numerous divers from all across the world had set foot onto Windward Island, no doubt seeking to be the ones who solved the whole situation with the storm. Some looked a little fresher to the whole diving business, while others seemed quite a bit more experienced, to say the least.

'Dang... this storm stuff is interesting, though. I'm just dying to know if some device is causing it... because if that's the case, then I'll have to snag it before anyone else!'
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