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yep, feel free to let them rip whenever you're ready
Got it. Thank you!
Hopefully I will be able to post later, but I have an idea on how to introduce the Eidolon Journal and what ability to use. ^_^
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Got it. Thank you!
Hopefully I will be able to post later, but I have an idea on how to introduce the Eidolon Journal and what ability to use. ^_^
@ctrlsaltdel Out of curiosity, and to double check, would the eidolon abilities be working now?
Emily looked briefly to Ashley when she agreed with her questions and added her own of 'Why us?' on top of it. When the flashy frat boy responded indignantly to her description. She gave a nod at his first question, and she listens as he gives a brief 'How dare you' speech, before he agrees with their point. She said nothing up until he mentions the wealth and connections. There she quietly snarked, "Up until Mommy and Daddy cuts you off..."
Then came Santana's answers, to which Emily paid full attention to. Apparently, Santana is currently at his lowest point right now and he couldn't pick anyone else. Emily hadn't expected Santana to pick up her card and spin it. Even less so what happened next. Upon feeling that uncomfortable flutter in her chest, she let out a small hiss of a gasp. It felt like another bout of nervousness, anxiety, or fear, but this was clearly different: It didn't feel like it was threatening to squeeze her heart until she dropped dead. She thought she was daydreaming again when she saw the colors overtake her vision, and she vaguely sees an unknown woman holding something aloft.
The vision was gone before she could make anything else out. The next thing Emily knew, she was looking at the card, back where she first saw it.
She listened further, taking in every detail of the location they were in, how it borders between dream and reality, mind and matter, and the forces at play. Receiving the power from the energy from their discovery of this cycle...in the form of their idealized selves, a representation of their souls? A part of her couldn't help but wonder, "What does this mean for writers here...?!"
She looks up from the makeshift diagram of the lime and the cherry to look at Santana again when he makes it clear that their foes have the same powers and are more practiced at it, but they would receive that same power. All that was left was to answer one final question:
"What...did she really have left...to lose?"
The answer was nothing now, of course. But her mind still brought up the worst case scenarios. She does start to reach out for the card, only to close her fingers hesitantly as wicked whispers disparaging her and their chances of success come to mind. Those voices soon ring in their ears loudly to a distracting degree...She's not good enough for anything. Her ideas may not even be original after all. Maybe she should just stay dea-
One voice immediately silenced those thoughts.
That voice belonged to The Crow.
She looked to him when he spoke up and told her to not be afraid, and that he was confident in their gifts, their wits, and their teamwork, even if one has failings. She gave a small smile, keeping herself from tearing up a bit. A small chuckle escapes while The Crow and the flashy guy argue.
She is silent as Luka asked further questions and Ashley began a round of introductions. As soon as Ashley posed the question to the group, she starts, "Oh! Uh..." She then quickly speaks, "Emily Sanderson. Also pursuing Bachelor's. Undeclared major. I only have basic self-defense, but never really used it,"
She then looks to Santana, back to the card, and then back to Santana again, as she makes her decision, "...I accept your deal,"
She immediately picks up her card after saying so.
Then came Santana's answers, to which Emily paid full attention to. Apparently, Santana is currently at his lowest point right now and he couldn't pick anyone else. Emily hadn't expected Santana to pick up her card and spin it. Even less so what happened next. Upon feeling that uncomfortable flutter in her chest, she let out a small hiss of a gasp. It felt like another bout of nervousness, anxiety, or fear, but this was clearly different: It didn't feel like it was threatening to squeeze her heart until she dropped dead. She thought she was daydreaming again when she saw the colors overtake her vision, and she vaguely sees an unknown woman holding something aloft.
The vision was gone before she could make anything else out. The next thing Emily knew, she was looking at the card, back where she first saw it.
She listened further, taking in every detail of the location they were in, how it borders between dream and reality, mind and matter, and the forces at play. Receiving the power from the energy from their discovery of this cycle...in the form of their idealized selves, a representation of their souls? A part of her couldn't help but wonder, "What does this mean for writers here...?!"
She looks up from the makeshift diagram of the lime and the cherry to look at Santana again when he makes it clear that their foes have the same powers and are more practiced at it, but they would receive that same power. All that was left was to answer one final question:
"What...did she really have left...to lose?"
The answer was nothing now, of course. But her mind still brought up the worst case scenarios. She does start to reach out for the card, only to close her fingers hesitantly as wicked whispers disparaging her and their chances of success come to mind. Those voices soon ring in their ears loudly to a distracting degree...She's not good enough for anything. Her ideas may not even be original after all. Maybe she should just stay dea-
One voice immediately silenced those thoughts.
That voice belonged to The Crow.
She looked to him when he spoke up and told her to not be afraid, and that he was confident in their gifts, their wits, and their teamwork, even if one has failings. She gave a small smile, keeping herself from tearing up a bit. A small chuckle escapes while The Crow and the flashy guy argue.
She is silent as Luka asked further questions and Ashley began a round of introductions. As soon as Ashley posed the question to the group, she starts, "Oh! Uh..." She then quickly speaks, "Emily Sanderson. Also pursuing Bachelor's. Undeclared major. I only have basic self-defense, but never really used it,"
She then looks to Santana, back to the card, and then back to Santana again, as she makes her decision, "...I accept your deal,"
She immediately picks up her card after saying so.
Emily is silent as she listened to Santana as he introduced himself and answered some questions. She blinked at his apologetic look in confusion. After he mentioned the people who killed the group, and how he jumped at the opportunity to call them here, she started to ask,
"The people who killed us-?"
She stops and her eyes grow wide at the memory of the man standing outside with a concentrated look. She then gasps in realization, "Wait. That guy...!"
She half listened as Santana explained the cards in front of the four of them. The other half of her mind recalled what had occurred before she spotted the man outside. A question arose from those memories and the answer eluded her even now!
She looks up as he expresses what he wants in return for bringing them back to life: For them to mess with the people who killed them and ruin their plans. She looked at The Crow and the flashy guy as they just accept the deal without hesitation or question. They may have the name Santana, but as far as Emily knew, none of them knew what kind of devil they were dealing with, or what they were getting themselves into.
Looking at her own card...she too didn't want to pass up the second chance to achieve her dreams. But there were questions that need to be addressed.
She speaks up, "Wait a minute! Wait. A. Minute!"
She looks to Santana directly and she starts, "I'm not saying 'No', but there is something that needs to be addressed,"
She clarifies further, "I think I saw one of the people you mentioned and what they did, but I do not know how he managed to attack and kill us in the diner. Also, to be frank, you got two college students, the crow, and a frat boy," As she lists the four of them off, she points to Ashley and herself first, the crow second, and Luka last.
She soon finishes, "You didn't exactly get super soldiers or spies worthy of Mission Impossible to assist you, and we're clearly not dealing with just some Average Joe. So, how do you expect us to be able to counter...whatever that guy did?"
"The people who killed us-?"
She stops and her eyes grow wide at the memory of the man standing outside with a concentrated look. She then gasps in realization, "Wait. That guy...!"
She half listened as Santana explained the cards in front of the four of them. The other half of her mind recalled what had occurred before she spotted the man outside. A question arose from those memories and the answer eluded her even now!
She looks up as he expresses what he wants in return for bringing them back to life: For them to mess with the people who killed them and ruin their plans. She looked at The Crow and the flashy guy as they just accept the deal without hesitation or question. They may have the name Santana, but as far as Emily knew, none of them knew what kind of devil they were dealing with, or what they were getting themselves into.
Looking at her own card...she too didn't want to pass up the second chance to achieve her dreams. But there were questions that need to be addressed.
She speaks up, "Wait a minute! Wait. A. Minute!"
She looks to Santana directly and she starts, "I'm not saying 'No', but there is something that needs to be addressed,"
She clarifies further, "I think I saw one of the people you mentioned and what they did, but I do not know how he managed to attack and kill us in the diner. Also, to be frank, you got two college students, the crow, and a frat boy," As she lists the four of them off, she points to Ashley and herself first, the crow second, and Luka last.
She soon finishes, "You didn't exactly get super soldiers or spies worthy of Mission Impossible to assist you, and we're clearly not dealing with just some Average Joe. So, how do you expect us to be able to counter...whatever that guy did?"
...Emily knew that she shouldn't have left the dorm today.
She could feel it in her bones that morning. Today should have been a day where she'd just stay in her dorm, under her blankets and on her computer writing up her various ideas.
...Instead, she decided to go to Mario's. It was a diner she didn't frequent, but she heard good things about it. It was to be just a quick breakfast and she'd be out of there. To her surprise, her roommate, Ashley, was also going there. She also noticed a familiar looking crow outside, but...she wasn't sure if that was the same crow as before.
She had just been eating a delicious omelette when all hell broke loose. Her eyes were wide as some invisible force rampaged throughout the diner!
When that brief moment came...Emily instinctively looked outside, and saw the figure...staring into the diner with a look of concentration. Before the questions could come to Emily's mind, everything was engulfed in flames and...
She awakes with a start...in a bar?
Looking around, Emily began to curl in on herself. This was most definitely not the type of place she would frequent! She also noted that she was not alone. Ashley was there! There was also a flashy looking man, and...the crow.
At each of their spots was...a card? Looking at the card, Emily felt like she was looking at the very first book that truly made her fall in love with writing and gave her that aspiration to become a writer!
She looked up to the bartender and immediately noticed his sharp yellow eyes. She couldn't help but think of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, the so-called monster brought back from the dead had such yellow eyes.
She is brought out of her observations when the man informed them all that they were dead. At first she could only let out a quiet disbelieving, "...What...?" in response to the news. She looks to the flashy and gaudy man as he celebrates the crow's death and she glares at him.
She then brings her attention back to the barkeep as she realizes that he could be lying about this whole matter of being dead! Before she could ask about that, the crow actually spoke! That was the voice she imagined a crow in the past having! She answers the crow, emboldened by the fact that he actually spoke and that this wasn't a trick, "....We're here because this is some form of afterlife. Of course, to think an afterlife would actually exist..."
She then looks to Ashley as she asks her question, and she comments, "That's a very good question. I'm guessing from our surroundings, this is neither Heaven nor Hell,"
She then asks the barkeeper, "....Is this the part where we are judged and sentenced? Or are the tales I've heard so far incorrect?"
....She really wished she had just slept in today...
She could feel it in her bones that morning. Today should have been a day where she'd just stay in her dorm, under her blankets and on her computer writing up her various ideas.
...Instead, she decided to go to Mario's. It was a diner she didn't frequent, but she heard good things about it. It was to be just a quick breakfast and she'd be out of there. To her surprise, her roommate, Ashley, was also going there. She also noticed a familiar looking crow outside, but...she wasn't sure if that was the same crow as before.
She had just been eating a delicious omelette when all hell broke loose. Her eyes were wide as some invisible force rampaged throughout the diner!
When that brief moment came...Emily instinctively looked outside, and saw the figure...staring into the diner with a look of concentration. Before the questions could come to Emily's mind, everything was engulfed in flames and...
She awakes with a start...in a bar?
Looking around, Emily began to curl in on herself. This was most definitely not the type of place she would frequent! She also noted that she was not alone. Ashley was there! There was also a flashy looking man, and...the crow.
At each of their spots was...a card? Looking at the card, Emily felt like she was looking at the very first book that truly made her fall in love with writing and gave her that aspiration to become a writer!
She looked up to the bartender and immediately noticed his sharp yellow eyes. She couldn't help but think of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein, the so-called monster brought back from the dead had such yellow eyes.
She is brought out of her observations when the man informed them all that they were dead. At first she could only let out a quiet disbelieving, "...What...?" in response to the news. She looks to the flashy and gaudy man as he celebrates the crow's death and she glares at him.
She then brings her attention back to the barkeep as she realizes that he could be lying about this whole matter of being dead! Before she could ask about that, the crow actually spoke! That was the voice she imagined a crow in the past having! She answers the crow, emboldened by the fact that he actually spoke and that this wasn't a trick, "....We're here because this is some form of afterlife. Of course, to think an afterlife would actually exist..."
She then looks to Ashley as she asks her question, and she comments, "That's a very good question. I'm guessing from our surroundings, this is neither Heaven nor Hell,"
She then asks the barkeeper, "....Is this the part where we are judged and sentenced? Or are the tales I've heard so far incorrect?"
....She really wished she had just slept in today...
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Also, if no one objects I'd like to do a minor retcon and move the start of the campaign from Buffalo to NYC; it shouldn't impact the overall story much but after thinking abt it I just like the vibes better =V
No objections from me. ^_^
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I've been busy today and just recently got access to the internet.
As for that sure, since I plan go make two NPC ties for Ashley let's make the last one as PC one.
1. Professor Rudolph is like a father to me.
2. I wish Mr. Whitlock would just leave me alone.
3. Emily and I know where the lines are drawn.
It appears that Emily is a victim of plagiarism and pretty distrustful to the point that a crow is her best friend. Ashley is a girl focused on her studies so they could probably some sort of 'we both want to be left alone, let's stick together and do our stuff in silence.
They could be roommates in a dorm as well.
Sounds great to me. I'll go ahead and add Ashley to Emily's Ties.
I can see them being roommates in a dorm as well. ^_^
[X] Pet Sounds: You can talk to any non-human animal. You can understand human speech, and anyone with an unsealed Eidolon can understand you.
I just saw this ability and I realized something: This ability essentially makes The Crow this team's version of Morgana!
(Since nobody can understand Morgana unless they've been in the Metaverse in P5?)This is definitely going to make the dynamic between Luka and The Crow much more hilarious.
Hopefully the Crow won't start telling other team members to go to sleep. XD
@Guardian Angel Haruki, let's go ahead and keep ties to one sentence. I like the backstory you've developed, but the tie itself should be just a snapshot of how your character feels about the target of the tie. It's supposed to change fairly often too.
That said, you could probably do yours as "The Crow is a better friend than any human I know" and "Mallory taught me not to trust anyone".
OK. I'll go ahead and adjust the two ties I have accordingly. Thank you!
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This question escaped my notice until just now. Sorry about that.
To answer the question though, while I would enjoy a Tie existing between Emily and Luka, I feel that they should start out not knowing each other.
Also, as an FYI, Ties are only meant to be one sentence long.
No worries. I edited the question in after the fact. ^_^
Makes sense. I'll leave Luka as an unknown.
Thank you for letting me know. Before I delete what I've written so far and change them to just 1 sentence, I'd like to double check with the DM and see if more than 1 sentence is okay. If not, I'll be sure to change the Ties to just 1 sentence. ^^"
@ctrlsaltdel What say you to Ties being more than one sentence?
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