Avatar of Jerkchicken

Status

Recent Statuses

4 mos ago
Current Genshin being allergic to melanin amuses me greatly
6 mos ago
It's gonna be gas. Can't wait to see what sort nonsense you can pull of in focus mode with the funlance and hunting horn. Also, looking forward to new monsters to skin and wear as hats.
6 mos ago
The zaza got me talkin’ like Pingu
1 like
6 mos ago
Shoutouts to the degenerates that love hand-holding
3 likes
7 mos ago
Fun vibe tbh

Bio

Just some rando. I'm 20+ so no worries about rping with a kid.

Most Recent Posts

@Pezz570@13org

"Yeah it's me." He replied to Karina.

The man was relieved to find out she was fine. Well, save for being afflicted by the deterrent, but that was something minor. The problem was one, Týfurkh was nowhere to be seen and most likely fell when the bell dropped. Secondly they really needed to get out now and do that quickly before more cultists came. There was no way all the commotion in this tower didn't go unnoticed.

"That's too bad, I got hit by damn near all the deterrents in my fight. Luckily for me, it wore off in time. As for Týfurkh, I fought alone and never saw him. I was already making my way to you guys by the time the bell fell. I think he crashed to the floor. Anyway, we need to get out before more cultists come. I don't think I can do another repeat of downstairs' fight even with you on my side." He said to her.

He took a moment to think and then spoke, "You think you could try jumping down and letting me catch? Maybe we can find a way to sneak out safely." Of course, he didn't see Will fly in. He was still under the impression that they were alone and the others were still busy doing their task.
@13org

After several minutes of rest, the fighter had finally recovered enough energy to continue moving. He needed to hurry and continue moving as there was scarcely any time to linger. The climb upstairs seemed to take longer than it did him racing downstairs earlier to take on the cultists. It was a contrast to the way he was bounding down the tower as he skipped flights of stairs and made use of gravity to get to the bottom swiftly. Tired and still suffering from the effects, he ran up the stairs until he took a pause.

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNG

It seems that the bell somehow got struck by the fighting that was happening upstairs. At least that was what he thought until he noticed that ringing seemed to get louder and slightly more distorted. His heart raced as soon as he realized that the bell had been freed from its holding. Not only that, that it had managed to be sent down with enough force to broken through the top-most floor and was now hurtling to the bottom as it broke the stairs. The man managed to dodge the bell before it smashed through the stairs he was about to cross. He was most relieved that it seemed the deterrent that actually affected him had worn off. Half out of habit and half out of curiosity, he called upon his power to give him a boost in dodging the bell and it gave him that extra boost. This was heartening as now he was able to make his way up where he heard footsteps on what remained of the floor above.

He wondered who it was, as there his two allies and the enemies they were fighting. Before heading any further he called out to them, "Týfurkh? Karina? Are you guys there?" There was a worry and urgency to his voice as they really shouldn't be lingering now that the bell dropped after all these cultists swarmed in. He was anxiously waiting for a response as he didn't know if his allies were there or if there was only foes left trapped at the top. If they were enemies he would just leave as the damaged segments would delay them from reaching him. He was considering leaving through a window; the prospect of fighting more cultists at the bottom was not a thing he wished to repeat especially if his allies had been killed or injured.
Chiran listened to SADI describe the various problems afflicting the nearby colonies in the area. His attention focused to unidentified ships near OCP-975521. The mystery and the implied danger were piquing his interest and if he had a say in what to do next, those ships were what his whims telling him to do next. He already had constructed an order of who to help. The unidentified ships had a chance of fighting but perhaps it would be as simple as getting a scan on them and sending what information you got from them rather than fighting them. The food shortage mission should be first, but was more around second. It was pretty simple, but it could also be pretty involved. Since it might involve having to haul food from elsewhere on his ship and that could take a while to do.

He began thinking about the placement of the others in his own internal ranking of order of completion. However, it was going to be a bit of a pointless exercise as the first objective was not only chosen before hand, but it was now being announced. Violent weather caused by terraforming equipment on OCP-85212? Well this was going to be interesting, he never worked with such equipment before. The detail about magicite caused him to figurative raise his brow. So he'd need to be careful when it came to working his magic. Well so long as there wasn't anything that would need a whole of magic, he should be good.

"SADI, can you send the information regarding the devices on my portable device? He said as he punched in the directions to the colony. It would be but a moment before he already halfway there and entering into the planet's orbit. Mana would flow around him as the engine and him harmonized. He'd find out soon he wasn't the first to land on the planet. Landing zone had a ship that looked way too small and sleek for use in mining.

After donning his duster and checking his equipment, he'd finally hop out. Mingling with the locals, there seemed to be a child? He eyed Tanya as he confirmed by looking at her that yes, she was another windrider. "Hey so I guess it's just us for now? Anyway I'm the second windrider assigned to helping out with violent weather caused by the terraforming." He said to her and the group. Now it was just a matter of receiving briefing from the representative.

That's unfortunate, but things happen. Wish you the best.

Anyway, I'm working on a post that'll be up soon.
Luckily for Flint, by the time the chaos at the bar started he had already left. Not to say he was without some degree of suspicion regarding that fortune reading. He had chosen not to ask about the other cards and instead left. Somehow he new trouble was in the air and while he'd like to help he also wanted to get those supplies he said he'd get. It was going to be a big trip and they needed to be well prepared especially with the new crew coming in.

As he walked to the merchants he thought about also perhaps needing to upgrade the boat. Wasn't there a giantess coming aboard? That little sloop would be pretty uncomfortable with all these people, especially a giant. He also thought about that news he was told about the pirate. "So a noble is playing pirate. Sounds like I'm being set up to take care of a problem on behalf of someone. Of course it could be more complicated too. After all even absolute justice can be bent if you're the right type of person, like this Duke.

"What'll be yer order sir?" The merchant said breaking his thought.

"Oh right, hold on.." Flint said in response. He then rattled off a list of various supplies of which food was large percentage of. It also included medical supplies, powder, cannonballs, and other various important things. He'd paid it and then oversaw and helped out the loading of the supplies with the dockworkers there.
"Damn it! He's getting away." He thought to himself. The blinded cultists would acquaint themselves to his bamboo staff. With a satisfactory "thwacking" sound he'd defeat his toes. All that was left was Smit who already had made some distance as he scrambled to get to the top.

"Damn..." He said to himself.

Alone. He now found himself alone again. It felt odd he had managed to get by, but it hardly felt like victory. It felt like he had made a mistake of some sort separating himself. Now he was alone, tired, and feeling miserable from all the deterrents he had been subjected to. He tried to think positively, he wasn't and this experience with the deterrents would help him overcome them in the next fight.

Still he was already weakened from the pollen and he felt a bit fatigued from this long battle. Also, his mind was racing as he faltered in walking up the stairs. He cursed silently as he knew if he had his power he'd be up already. He felt the pressure of time on him as his neck felt hot and with this annoying, dull, prickling sensation. It was at this point he decided to stay still and focus on breathing. It was interrupted after all, having been disrupted by the pollen.

It was tough as he felt all stopped up and dulled by the effects. But he willed himself to just simply breathe. Breathe and walk up the stairs. Discard these feelings of the deterrents, tiredness, and urgency. He would get there eventually so long as he kept his pace and breath. "I'm sorry Týfurkh, Karina... If you can wait just a bit longer I should get there."
I'll make a post up tommorow
Chiran had spent the morning earlier in the hangar inside his ship. He was making some preparations for whatever mission they were tasked with accomplishing. One of such preparations was with fine tuning his engine. In dim lighting next to smoldering incense projector casting a haze, ornate metallic structures emitting a rhythmic chime, and orbiting orbs, sat alone the man. He was controlling the mana flow through him and casted it around him and the engine. As the chime rang, he'd weave the mana in a certain way and then in another way as he heard another tone. While doing this he was also paying attention to the feedback the engine was giving him as he continued to calibrate it to him feeding it his mana.

BEEP! BEEP!

Chiran had to struggle to maintain his mana flow in this state of concentration. Soon he'd try and wrap this calibrating session up while trying to ignore the alarm which was making itself known. The ships lighting would brighten, and he'd start cleaning up the area. He looked at the time on his watch, he saw that it was an hour before the meeting proper. He'd continue to put things away and tidy himself up. It was important after all, it was his and many others' first official mission right after getting their membership. After getting dressed in his usual outfit, he'd make his way to the mess and get a couple of food items and eat until he was close to the actual meeting time. He was slowly sipping his coffee as he waited for his communicator to ping with the SADI alert.

He'd make his way to the meeting room once he got the notice. Inside he decided to briefly take a gaze around him before seating himself. So these were his fellow recruits huh? As to be expected of the Wind Riders, they were pretty diverse looking. Commander Wulfram would begin to speak and he'd straighten up to avoid any unnecessary attention and chiding from the woman. After the obligatory, motivational, introductory speech she'd get to the mission. A patrol mission with the other newbies? While others would no doubt bemoan the lack of glamour to the mission, it suited him just fine.

"Alright SADI, tell me about the area and if there's any urgent calls from them too." He said as the ship left the massive base and cruised towards the area of the colonies. There was a bit of time before he'd arrive to the location of the patrol. Might as well use the additional information to pass the time.
I'll get a post up soon.
"Hey Alesia wait up!" Flint would shout as he chased after the girl. He was mildly annoyed as he really wanted to get his shopping done, and Alesia was the one carrying the money. Sure he had the reward money, but that was to be supplementary to their funds. Luckily for him, the captain would give up on chasing after that suspicious dog and head to a Tavern. He'd follow her in and get chewed out for losing her "pet". Now was a good time to get the money for supplies. "Sorry about losing Scruffy Cap'. I thought someone had him tied down. If you want I can try and find another pet while I'm out getting supplies. Speaking of them, could you try and keep out of trouble long enough for me do to that?"

As he looked around, his gaze stopped and lingered. It was that man! He looked just like the description the mayor gave him. Well, at least he wouldn't need to spend too much time to hunt him down. He also noticed there some people coming in. He chuckled as he heard her discuss the spread of the treasure they took from the Shade pirates. He didn't mind it being generous, but if they needed a new ship. Well those weren't cheap. Flint would definitely add his share to that new ship reserve. "Seems like you're quite charming cap. If we get more people you might need to trade in the Sloop for a larger ship or at least buy one if it you're unwilling to part with it. Of course we probably shuffled out some old crew since I could have sworn some of them just disappeared into the crowd. Anyway I'm going to take some money and get some supplies."

Flint would get up and take the money and then moved to the fortune teller's table. He'd take a close seat to the man and then slide him the cash and the letter. "You mind if make this fortune private or at least close to it as possible? I was told to deliver this letter to you, by a certain someone." He tried not to draw too much attention from the crew. He had no clue what he'd end up getting involved in by delivering this letter. But it would be for the best to keep other people's involvement to a minimum unless he really needed help.
© 2007-2024
BBCode Cheatsheet