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Finally! Page has loaded! Is it me or is there are a lot of down time?
So, just to be sure, the cast (or potential cast) looks like this, right? Am I missing anyone?

Females: 5
Emily Whitehall
Jynette Karridan
Katherine "Kat" Hardy
Magdalena Abendroth
Olivia Celestine

Males: 6
Aaron "Hothead" Nyles
Fredrick Caine Kang
Jared Thael Conrad
Kimberly Rene "Fuzzy" Faye
Remiel "Remi" Morgenstern
Royce 'Puck' Guyvers
I can go either or. Having numbers does give us (or maybe just me) a clear idea of the combat situation (narrative battles can get ambiguous), but on the other hand, it has the potential of becoming very distracting. Possibly to the point that players could loose interest. You should also expect some confusion in the first few battles.

If you do implement numbers, how would you do it with this version of The Spirits Within? Maybe you can write an example of a typical combat (tutorial), instead of simply writing a list of rules, so that we get the feel of it?
Actually your description reminds me of a Japanese folk tale, where a (roughly translated) "woman of the heavens" has her cloth stolen by a human man and is unable to fly because of it. The ending varies, but the cloth looks like this:

Oh, no, it's perfectly fine! I'll go with summoning wild animals spirit/plants and having them tear our enemies apart. Thank you for the offer though!
True, very true. Actually, if I remember correctly (from previous thread's character concept) I believe the whole “sound” spirit was connected to his chronic hallucinatory psychosis (his auditory hallucinations). The voice idea came from having the sound spirit. *Edit: Can't believe I totally forgot this! In the original version, I actually had him interest in music (the "Kimberly loves... various realms of art" thing).

Originally I was actually going to have the Limit Break extreme healing (to the point that it can cure any incurable disease) in the expense of Kimberly’s life span, but the healing idea was already taken so I changed my idea instead.

“Call of the Wild” huh? That’s actually a good idea… hmm… I think I’ll add that to the first version. *Not so stealthily goes to change the CS* Thanks Prisk!
Hi Prisk, I hope your offer still stands.


Obviously I copied and pasted most of the stuff from the original thread. I believe I incorporated all the changes you made in this newer version, but I can be wrong. Please tell me what you want me to change. I also need help deciding what my character's Limit Break should be.
Wow! Prisk! You're back! Good to see you! I see you have changed somethings from the original The Spirits Within. I wish you luck on this one!
Seeing I will be without internet for a few days, I went ahead and posted: don't want to make people wait too long. I apologize ahead of time if you think I took too much control of your character, Adjectives. Let me know if there's something you'd want me to change about it.

Aside from that, I believe Moon is working on a post as well. Hopefully the Order will crash the party soon
The conversation between Sebastian and Pazel was abruptly cut short when an intoxicated boy stumbled his way over to the two, mumbling incoherent nonsense. Something about hunters getting a person or thing named Gran and he emerging from it. Was the kid attempting to summarize the story of Little Red Riding Hood or was he composing poetry about a phoenix emerging from the ashes? Pazel had no idea what the blonde was saying, but he did know this: there was no way this kid was 21 or older. “How old are you?” Pazel asked the second the young drunk finished his sentence. Surprisingly, the blonde, Matthew was his name, was apparently 18 years old. He looked barely 13, but Sebastian confirmed Matthew’s claims. Pazel had no choice, but to believe them. Had this been any other country, Pazel would have stopped pestering Matthew about his age, but this was the U.S. and the legal drinking age in all 50 states was 21. With how inebriated Matthew was, however, Pazel would have made Matthew stop drinking regardless of his age. “Why are people in this party allowing a teenager to get this drunk? I hope you didn’t drive here alone. Never mind. Come here Matthew.” Pazel passed his dessert plate to his aunt before guiding Matthew to a nearby chair. Once he managed to get Matthew seated, Pazel kneeled down to Matthew’s eye level. Pazel spoke slow enough to be sure the blonde could hear and understand what he was saying. “Stay here. I’m going to get you some water okay? If I’m lucky, I might find that pizza you wanted. It’ll probably be ridiculously fancy, but it’s still pizza.” Pazel stood up and looked to Sebastian, “I’ll be back as soon as I can, Mr. Jung.” Then he was off with Sophie close behind him.

Expecting the unexpected must be a prerequisite for working at this party; when Pazel asked if he could have a cup of water and whether or not pizza was on the menu, the staff took Pazel’s order, disappeared into the kitchen, and came back with a tray with a glass cup, a water jug filled with ice cold water, and a miniature pizza with expensive toppings sprinkled all over it. That was unbelievably fast. Not even refrigerated pizza could be prepared that fast. Maybe the staff members were having their own pizza party in the back. Pazel thanked the overworked staff before heading back to Matthew.

On his way back, Pazel bumped into a well dressed woman, an encounter which ended with some of the water jug’s contents to splash on to the woman. The woman, on the other hand, managed to save both of her drinks without spilling a single drop. The damage was nothing serious, but Pazel quickly apologized to the black haired woman. Accepting the handkerchief offered by Sophie, the woman wiped herself dry. From how carefully she dried her silver necklace, he began to worry if he had ruined something priceless. “Don’t worry about it sweetheart. No harm done.” She smiled at Pazel until they heard Beauregard call out. “Carmilla!” The woman called Carmilla turned to Sophie, holding up the handkerchief. “I’ll be sure to clean this and send it back to you.” Sophie shook her head. “No need.” Carmilla smiled once more, before walking away, towards Beauregard. When Beauregard opened his arms to welcome her, Carmilla dodged Beauregard entirely and headed straight towards a group of people who were waiting for her. “What’s the word youngsters use these days?” Sophie suddenly asked her brother. “Burned?” He offered. “Ah yes,” Sophie repeated. “Burned.”

Pazel watched Carmilla pass one of the drinks in her hand to a man, who Pazel recognized being the man who was yelling at Beauregard earlier. “That’s Carmilla’s husband, Croglin Vlad.” Beauregard informed Pazel.

“Wasn’t he yelling at you earlier?”
“Indeed he was. Aside from having an affair with Carmilla, going out with his mother, and taking his daughter’s virginity, he accused me of making his son gay. Which is ridiculous, because no one can make a heterosexual man gay. He was just in the closet.” While Pazel was at a loss for words, Beauregard continued. “I am very disappointed with Carmilla though. I thought we had something special. All those long nights together. The mind blowing sex. The sweet nothings we would say to each other. I said ‘I love you’ at least twice already and this is how she treats me? For shame.”

As fun as it was to watch his grandson’s dumbfounded face, Sophie’s expression was more accurate to what Beauregard was feeling: confused and worried. Beauregard exchanged body fluids and said “<I love you>” twice to Carmilla Vlad, yet she had completely evaded Beauregard. Impossible. Well, not impossible, but highly unlikely. There were ways around Beauregard’s “charms”, but the Carmilla Beauregard knew could not have met any of the requirements. Sophie turned towards Pazel. “Why don’t you go deliver that water and pizza?” Remembering his original quest, Pazel rushed back to Matthew with the tray.

After Gloria Anderson made her speech, the siblings watched the leader or representative of each family follow Gloria to the main attraction no one else would have the chance to participate in. Stealthily Beauregard fished out his smartphone to take a picture of Mr. and Mrs. Vlad before Croglin vanished with the others.

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