I agree with this plan :)!
Oh, I suggest the place to be guarded by a great monster, making the whole thing even more fitting as an emplacement.
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I know, I was just teasing you, apologies.
Would the capital be the place where the first camp where they arrived was or somewhere else?
Would the capital be the place where the first camp where they arrived was or somewhere else?
Let's start with them making a good camp, or they'll constantly resurrect because they will get eaten by wolves or something x3!
Yup, that's pretty much it, I think, any other question or suggestions? :)
Naomi Takeda
11:07 – A Luxurious hotel in Tokyo
It was her cellphone that awoke her.
The thought fluttered through her hazy mind as a young woman, barely entering adulthood, extricated a pale and slim arms from the heavy covers of her bed to reach the contraption that was insolently and loudly calling for her attention with a shrill and annoyingly lively tune, warning her that it was from one of her lest favourite acquaintances, one Mitsuru Kirijo. Groaning in pain at the sound, the girl sprawled in the bed slowly felt for her phone before grabbing it punishingly while bringing the thing back under the warm covers with surprising speed for someone who was asleep not five minutes prior. Snapping the cursed thing open and thus silencing it, she brought the cellphone to her ears in the dark cocoon she made for herself and answered in a low drawl, the kind she used specifically for her nosey and goody-two-shoes dorm mates.
“Yes, Kirijo-san?” The answer was prompt and laughably commanding as even, and, hidden from the outside world as she was, she permitted herself a sneer.
“Yes, I am back in Japan as we speak, and no, I shall no tarry, goodbye, Kirijo-san.” So what, the last bit was drawled a bit too much, but the mad woman had the audacity to call her before noon and dared order her so. Come back to the dorm? As if she would cut her vacation from that cold icicle and her rabid dog short so easily! Sneering once more, she put back the phone to it's place on the expensive wood of the bedside table and was back to sleep in moments.
13:35
With a big yawn and a luxurious back popping stretch, the dark haired beauty known as Naomi Takeda sat on her temporary bed, her silk chemise scandalously sliding off a narrow and pale shoulders as she did so. Amber eyes sparkled with hazy satisfaction as she remembered the night out she enjoyed the last evening, and with a barely perceptible smirk on her for now unpainted lips she gracefully got ready for the day ahead, carelessly stripping and entering the shower for a hot and drawn out wash, just like she liked it.
14:05
Finally ready and dressed, the teenaged girl put on the last of her dark red lipstick and smiled slyly at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She was ready for the day, and would therefor go back to Iwatodai and, as a matter of course, Gekkoukan High for her third year as an high school student. Fixing her long hair in a loose bun was easy, and putting her silver eyeglasses on her nose to accentuate her eyes was even easier.
With one last parting smirk at the girl in the mirror, she left her hotel room and Tokyo behind.
16:00 – SEES Dorm
Of course both Kirijo and Sanada would await her with stern glares, but she ignored them and walked to her room, ready to unpack and get out as soon as possible, that is until she heard of a curiosity; New recruits were found for the SEES.
Well, that was worth a look, was it?
11:07 – A Luxurious hotel in Tokyo
It was her cellphone that awoke her.
The thought fluttered through her hazy mind as a young woman, barely entering adulthood, extricated a pale and slim arms from the heavy covers of her bed to reach the contraption that was insolently and loudly calling for her attention with a shrill and annoyingly lively tune, warning her that it was from one of her lest favourite acquaintances, one Mitsuru Kirijo. Groaning in pain at the sound, the girl sprawled in the bed slowly felt for her phone before grabbing it punishingly while bringing the thing back under the warm covers with surprising speed for someone who was asleep not five minutes prior. Snapping the cursed thing open and thus silencing it, she brought the cellphone to her ears in the dark cocoon she made for herself and answered in a low drawl, the kind she used specifically for her nosey and goody-two-shoes dorm mates.
“Yes, Kirijo-san?” The answer was prompt and laughably commanding as even, and, hidden from the outside world as she was, she permitted herself a sneer.
“Yes, I am back in Japan as we speak, and no, I shall no tarry, goodbye, Kirijo-san.” So what, the last bit was drawled a bit too much, but the mad woman had the audacity to call her before noon and dared order her so. Come back to the dorm? As if she would cut her vacation from that cold icicle and her rabid dog short so easily! Sneering once more, she put back the phone to it's place on the expensive wood of the bedside table and was back to sleep in moments.
13:35
With a big yawn and a luxurious back popping stretch, the dark haired beauty known as Naomi Takeda sat on her temporary bed, her silk chemise scandalously sliding off a narrow and pale shoulders as she did so. Amber eyes sparkled with hazy satisfaction as she remembered the night out she enjoyed the last evening, and with a barely perceptible smirk on her for now unpainted lips she gracefully got ready for the day ahead, carelessly stripping and entering the shower for a hot and drawn out wash, just like she liked it.
14:05
Finally ready and dressed, the teenaged girl put on the last of her dark red lipstick and smiled slyly at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. She was ready for the day, and would therefor go back to Iwatodai and, as a matter of course, Gekkoukan High for her third year as an high school student. Fixing her long hair in a loose bun was easy, and putting her silver eyeglasses on her nose to accentuate her eyes was even easier.
With one last parting smirk at the girl in the mirror, she left her hotel room and Tokyo behind.
16:00 – SEES Dorm
Of course both Kirijo and Sanada would await her with stern glares, but she ignored them and walked to her room, ready to unpack and get out as soon as possible, that is until she heard of a curiosity; New recruits were found for the SEES.
Well, that was worth a look, was it?
Ah, I forgot the name Dx, yes, Iwatodai was the city if I remember correctly, though :).
Yes, the idea was that the world start pretty empty but camps, villages and even cities can be made with enough materials and efforts. Also, Vikings are a bit like pirates who would have lived in the cold north of Iceland and Sweden in the Medieval ages instead of the Caribbeans.
Right, so let's recap our roles;
AgniSpirit:
Junpei Iori - Magician - Second Year
OC - Sun - Second Year
Daigneault
Akihiko Sanada - Emperor - Third Year
Naomi Takeda (OC) - Devil - Third Year
We are starting a little before Minato awake after his fight with the first Full Moon Shadow, and while your OC is transferring to Iwatodai, mine is getting back from her studies in Britain.
I shall be starting the IC shortly, if nothing else suddenly comes up.
AgniSpirit:
Junpei Iori - Magician - Second Year
OC - Sun - Second Year
Daigneault
Akihiko Sanada - Emperor - Third Year
Naomi Takeda (OC) - Devil - Third Year
We are starting a little before Minato awake after his fight with the first Full Moon Shadow, and while your OC is transferring to Iwatodai, mine is getting back from her studies in Britain.
I shall be starting the IC shortly, if nothing else suddenly comes up.
That was the idea, they are not developers, but the first players... sorry if that confused you Dx!
Hello everyone, I have an urge to do something surrounding the Rockabilly sub-genre and anything having to do with the fifties lately, and was wondering if a few peoples would be willing to make a small group plot out of it with me? It can be humorous to drama to horror, or dramatic horror, morbid humor or even dramatic comedy, all that counts is that it fit the Rockabilly and/or the fifties settings, no matter the world we may end up using.
Are you in?
Are you in?
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