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Genshin being allergic to melanin amuses me greatly
4 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.
5 mos ago
The zaza got me talkin’ like Pingu
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5 mos ago
Shoutouts to the degenerates that love hand-holding
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5 mos ago
Fun vibe tbh
Bio
Just some rando. I'm 20+ so no worries about rping with a kid.
Dion's time at the mayor's was something of a mixed bag. The mayor didn't really reveal too much new information to Dion. It mainly served to reinforce what he already knew. At the very least, the organization's presence was known to him. And he had the go-ahead to go check out of the forest. And so with a cordial goodbye, Dion would leave the mayor and send a message back to the Arcanium via the seer talisman. He would inform them of his presence, the meeting, and what he knows.
As he exited the building, Dion was surprised by how late it got. The meeting which he felt was quite light took longer than expected. The sun was setting as evening was rolling in. Dion's mind immediately flashed to Guritag and the others in the tavern. "Damn, I sure they didn't leave for the forest before I could reunite with them." He said to himself as he went back to the tavern. No such luck, there were plenty there but none of them were the people he was looking for.
Dion would wander around the street thinking to himself where to look. Or what to do next as he was confident his plan would go without a hitch. He'd wander around until he saw a group of people standing around. And then he heard music being played? That sound, it was very familiar. It sounded like Guritag 's instrument. As he approached it would confirmed that it was Guritag playing it. Around her was some man he didn't see before and Nieth. "Hey there. What are you three up to? About to leave and probe the forest? Perhaps I can make a business proposition to you all."
"What the fuck is happening?" Tace thought to himself as the situation escalated and was now completely off the rails. Who the hell were these clowns? Two just suddenly appeared and offered more money. It was almost tempting to take them and the girl along. But he was about to raise that price. Something was brewing and he knew it was going to get him in trouble if caught. So he was thinking maybe a cool 15k would be enough to give him the courage to wheel them over to the Fort.
"Shinra Ranger Special Forces, don't move!"
Fuck! His instincts were really on point for this time. Great now some high level goon was sticking them up. As much as he hated Shinra, it was much too soon to get involved with whatever dissidents these people were. Still it's not like he'd be cooperating with this goon. The girl would react first and unleash some sort of magical ability creating some shockwave and threw something. It was time to act before the goon did something and or more of them swarmed them. He wasn't in the mood to get in a fight and also get in trouble with the law after getting off the boat.
"Keep your money. I don't have time for getting in trouble just yet." He'd say speaking non-specifically to them. His hand would peer out from the window holding a strip of cloth held by a levitating ball. "But let's say I'm not an uncharitable man either." With the other hand on the clutch, he'd cast a haste spell on the girl and the two men. Then he'd enter reverse and do burnout as he spun in a circle dispersing thick smelly smoke from the burning tires. The motor roared with a vigor unfitting the shabby frame and then man would speed out of the docks. He nod destination in mind, outside of just getting the hell out of here.
"Welcome aboard then Shinji." Flint would say to him. "Interesting question. Haven't interacted many times with them. They're amphibious humanoids with fish characteristics and they're pretty strong. Think they got other abilities but I can't remember right now."
Another stranger would approach. Female and with blue hair. Yet another potential recruit? He'd say nothing as he'd let the Cap' take care of things. He'd also notice Bakuto taking leave right after the bartender left. He wondered what that man was planning on doing. Surely he noticed something amiss? Well he was going to stay right here next to the captain for now.
It would be the right call. As shortly after the new girl, a talking cloud of mist was proceeding to flow out of the fireplace. Alesia would helpfully alert everyone to the fact this was a logia user. Flint would take one pre-battle sip of his iced tea which was deliciously refreshing. With a logia user, things were going to get spicy. "FLint!" She'd call out.
He already knew what to do from the moment she said it was a logia user. He'd leave Alesia, Shinji, and the new girl and depart from the side. He was trying to do his best to flank the devil fruit user attacking them. But really it didn't matter so long as he could get his attack in. With a practiced draw, his sea stone sword was already drawn and now he was delivering a chop at the mist. It wasn't a particularly heavy blow. As damage wasn't the objective here. He just was trying to get hit on the person so the sea stone effect could kick in.
Tace would be sitting in the car waiting as the traffic cleared up to get out. He continued to tap away at the phone to while away the time. In that time he managed to catch up on current events and begin to look at the various bounty bulletin board systems or BBBS for short. However, such searching would be cut short as the crowd thinned enough to finally drive. "'Bout time!" He'd thought to himself. He'd drive to the exit and while waiting on the road to clear he'd look at the phone.
"Hey, I'll give you 500 Gil, if you can take me as far southeast as you can. I'll give you 1000, if you can get me all the way to Fort Condor."
He'd glance up and see some kid. Who the hell was this? And why was she trying to hitch a ride. Five hundred for the ride, and another for hitting Fort Condor? "Make it three-thousand and you got yourself a deal kid." He'd say to her. Either she'd rightfully tell him to go fuck himself and leave, or he'd make 3k for the taxi job.
Flint who had disappeared on the crew had now returned. And he was now accompanying Captain with a new trinket in tow. It was The Sword of the Starry Night. It was a sword made of seastone, which was the Navy's favorite tool to use against the devil fruit users. The sword was a different sword with a different feel from his larger and wider sword that he regularly used. But before he had switched blades, he had used something similar in proportions to it. It was his to keep seeing as he was the only one that hadn't consumed a devil fruit. And it would be useful given he hadn't mastered the Hakis that would let him keep up with the others.
There would be the first recruit of the night. He would stand nearby and say nothing as the figure spoke to the captain. Truthfully he wasn't that worried. The tavern seemed peaceful enough save, for the slight disturbance by the Captain's attention grabbing boast. He would take a seat nearby. From there he'd order two iced teas and leisurely sip. He thouhgt about the encounter he wasn't there for with Rel'Chunk. A logia user, the most difficult of devil fruit users to fight. Well golly gee, wasn't it nice of Flint to come back and be able to use the one thing that would make the fight feasible.
When the time came, he would contribute to the fight and help snag that bounty. For now it was a time of replenishment. During the travels the crew had bled members off. That was expected, but not a good thing. The three weren't strong enough to withstand whatever the hell they'd be fighting next. More crew the better, and he was hoping that with the money they might get some improvements on the White Pearl.
"ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS! WE HAVE ARRIVED AND DOCKED IN JUNON. ALL PASSENGERS WHOSE DESTINATION PLEASE GET YOUR BELONGINGS AND PREPARE TO DISEMBARK!" The PA system blasted out with a chirpy female voice. The sudden and loud noise would startle awake Tace who had been napping for the past several hours during the boat ride. He rolled off the seat and onto the less than sparkling carpet of the ship.
"Finally I can get off this ship and stretch my legs." He'd think to himself as he got up. Tace would pick his belongings up and throw the various bottles of drinks and snack wrappers away. He was almost done, but he had one extra step involved in getting off the transport. He walked around the transport ship and went from where the people where and closer to the cargo. He presented the ticket and was let in. "I'm here to get my ride out."
The clerk would eyeball it and then show him where it was. "Wait, you paid Gil to transport this piece of shit?" The clerk would say incredulously as the shutter rolled up showing the vehicle locked in place.
"Yup. Now let's see if it got banged up on the ride here." Tace replied without any embarrassment. Meanwhile the clerk would continue to stare is disbelief. Nothing was damaged that already wasn't to begin with. He'd then request aid in taking out the restraints and then he'd roll the vehicle out. Once it was out of its box, he'd then would be able to drive out out of the transport and into the docks. The engines would sputter loudly like if they had roused from a long slumber and then his engine would rumble quite pleasantly. His car was something looked like something cobbled from trash. But little did they know this thing handled like a dream; and could haul ass faster than its rusted and patchwork chassis looked like it could handle.
However, there wasn't much to show off as he was moving real slowly what with all the traffic around him. He was also partially busy with looking up some eateries nearby. Even with all that he ate, he desired something more substantial than soda, energy drinks, and various snacks he ate on the transport. His current plan was now thus: get out of this area, find a place to eat, and then find the next job. Jace would tap away at the tiny buttons of his phone with one hand as he inched closer to where the exit was.
"Neith is it? Well I'll remember that and hopefully I can find you somewhere in this town. The name's Dion. Now I excuse me, I need to go leave. "Having said that, he'd leave the tavern. It was time to take care of business. He smiled as he walked through the town, it was good that he already had two people he could hopefully rope into assisting him.
He'd enter the mayor's office introducing himself, "Greetings. I'm Dion Tacgnol and I'm here on behalf of the Arcanium. I hope you have received our message. We learned about what happened to to this town and we take the threat of rogue magical operations like these very seriously. I've been sent to investigate and real with whatever may remain after the fire. However, I'd like to know more about the cult and the forest if that is possible. As we know only the basic history." He would produce identification in the form of a symbol of the order with his name on it.
Appearance: A tanned man with shaggy wavy dark purple hair. His eyes are amber and his build is suitably athletic and is of average height. His apparel consists of a navy blue duster worn over a dark-shirt. His pants are a dark blue as well and just as well worn as his duster. On his waist is a belt containing a scabbard for his blade. He also has a glove-like apparatus on his left hand that also acts as a dock for the drone that he deploys. He also wears as a good-luck charm a necklace with the figure of a blue teardrop shaped blob with wide eyes and a smile.
The drone is basically a ball with a light in the middle that makes it look like an eyeball. Dangling below it is a strip of some synthetic fiber mixture that has various symbols painted on both sides making it reminiscent to certain type of talismans..
Personality: Tace is natural wanderer and he has a bit of a gambling habit. All of which fits his sort of nomadic and somewhat shifty lifestyle. He flows like water and tries to not get too hung up on things. It is easy to think to that he's just some happy-go-lucky idiot. Of course that's wrong. He has willingly entered through a terrible conflict and endured the loss of comrades and friends. As well as the bitterness of crushing defeat. Of course that's all in the past, and maybe one day the memories will get hazy enough they won't weigh down on him so much.
History:
Tace was born at the edge of the world on one of the islands sandwiched between Gongaga and the Woodlands area island. Life was simple, but not necessarily comfortable. Not being much for island life, and having a slight penchant towards conflict he'd head outwards and northwards and would do many jobs. Eventually becoming part of a mercenary group. And times were good as a mercenary, Shinra and the nation of Wutai were at conflict and there was lucre for picking a side.
Initially he was on the Shinra side as it felt like it would be winning side, despite the promises of a reward from the desperate Wutai nation. But he had a change of heart as something about the land was captivating and he also found himself questioning the role of this war from the side of Shinra. It was just an exercise in imperial expansion and he found himself hating his role more and more. He would then defect and join the opposing side of one of many opposing forces.
Despite the initial distrust, he would prove himself admirably. Eventually he would make new friends and allies in the Wutai aligned groups. This would all prove worthless as despite their victories here and there, the might of Shinra and their damned SOLDIERS were just too overpowering and Wutai just couldn't seem to get an upper-hand for too long. Defeat was imminent as parts of Wutai were already coming under Shinra control. He and others would rush and join various insurgencies but that just lead to more loses militarily as well as personal.
Eventually Wutai had been subjugated. The once proud nation had been reduced to being a chintzy tourist trap. It was sort of cruel mercy as they were spared destruction and assimilation, but were now a cartoon version of the real thing. Tace was now alone with the people he knew being dead or dispersed from the conquest. He would go from failed freedom fighter to a mercenary again. Even with Shinra damn near controlling everything there was still chaotic spots where bounty hunters would be needed, and then there were those Mako reactors. Monsters seemed to appear in the regions that have them which also makes good money.
Life is now just lived being as fickle as the wind. He goes wherever his services would need it, gets money and occasionally burns it on nice things or gambling.
Weapon: Tace fights with two weapons. His primary one is the drone-talisman device he has created. It acts as a conduit for casting magic with whatever materias are inserted in it. It also acts as a distraction from him as it will be more closer and annoying to the foe(s) he's fighting. When at closer range he will employ the use of a curved sabre to do some melee damage.
Skills: Tinkering- He has a fair amount of knowledge when it comes to devices, construction, and etc which are useful when it came to making his drone.
Crippling Strike- Sword hit that's less about trying to destroy/kill and more about disabling the target
Guerilla Warfare: He picked up some up during his stint in the failed rebellion group in Wutai that was battling Shinra forces.
Tracking & survival: It's a blend of knowledge and experience from his war days and mercenary jobs he has.
Equipment:
Slide-smartphone: Smartphone with a slide-out keyboard. Chosen because he hates using touch screens and prefers the tactile feedback of the buttons.
Rations & water
His lucky charm
Potions
Ethers
Antidote
A magi-tek car that could best described as what if Columbo's shitty car got turned into a rat-rod
Materia: Time and Seal
LIMIT BREAK: Sword soul's pure intent: TL;DR Wuxia as fuck themed Knights of the round. The talisman of the drone suddenly expands into an impossibly long scroll. From within the scroll a shit ton of swords materialize into reality like a swarm of bees. Tace using gestures or thoughts alone can make them act like an extension of himself as they attack in unison and or swarm around him in a storm of steel.
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