Soooo-- what is there to do for the people who aren't going to join the monster hunting?
I'm having a hard time injecting myself anywhere important ;;
I'm having a hard time injecting myself anywhere important ;;
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I just really really like gyudon
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@vancexentan
I won't abuse it, I swear. <3
Also, if I end up making my own master, it'll be a whole new ballgame and I might need help again. ;; Sorry
I won't abuse it, I swear. <3
Also, if I end up making my own master, it'll be a whole new ballgame and I might need help again. ;; Sorry
Alrighty.
After some discussion with @vancexentan, I thought it may best to study further into the original servant I proposed. In the mean time, I'll be using another.
After some discussion with @vancexentan, I thought it may best to study further into the original servant I proposed. In the mean time, I'll be using another.
@Rune_Alchemist @Natsu @Deadlyrose9641 @HeroicSociopath
"hmph" Abi wiped her hands dry from whatever dirt she had picked up and reached over to Viola. The way she run 'patted' the other girl was more like tucking a piece of hair behind Viola's ear. She smiled softly and went back to finishing the cinnamon roll as if nothing happened. "I wouldn't request you to do anything you'd not want."
She followed by taking a sip of milk, then continuing. Her eyes were closed, almost pompously and with a little smirk. "Your clothes seem important to you, let's not ruin it then..?" Abi slowly lowered her glass.
A few more minutes, and she could feel that something was going to happen-- whether to further raise the tussle, or to stop it.
"I'm surprised this has escalated as far as this." By 'this' she meant the whole Morholt deal.
@Sickle-cell@Duoya@Lasrever
Mystral had one leg over the other. Her hands were over the titanium umbrella that served now as a cane, and her back was straight. She would definitely stand out just by her posture, if her features hadn't already. Nonetheless, she sat with the regular crowd of visitors: a low profile.
Besides, she hadn't made a name here; people might not even know who she was. Databases might not say the same thing, but she hadn't done anything recently to spike some sort of infamy. Not that she could do anything about it anyway. Upon entering, she could feel her 'grip' loosen. Her metal umbrella seemed heavier, and her hands trembled slightly. Mystral rubbed her palms silently. Nothing. Whatever it is that's in this place made her weaker, she would assume-- yet it was much greater than that.
She shoved the thought at the back of her head and went back into the circus. The woman looked around from the octagon and then to the conspicuous stage-like furniture above the common rabble.
(The fancy chairs at the top.. I wonder what I need to do to get there?) Always the grandiose achiever, she was. (Would you be there perhaps, my darling~?)
As a side note, I find it hilarious that no one thought to even go to an enforcer or professor.
That'll spoil the fun. Besides, this is a highschool. We all want to show off. ;)
I'm up for bounty board, with limited slots maybe? This can greatly help plotting how fast/slow the quest would be, as well as help GM in gauging the bounty to be hunted.
eg#1. Bounty 1 is goblin hunt, only 2~3 people can take this quest. Any more players and it might be unsatisfying to massacre the mob.
eg#2. Bounty 2 is werewolf pack hunt, suggested players is 3~5. Considering how dangerous it is to take down even one, a sizeable group is needed. However, if only 1~2 join, then the pack can be turned into just one werewolf.
as for pacing, we used to do a system in our past rp where the cycle is pre-set (everyone must do at least one thing to progress eg. attack, dodge, etc. Banter is free-flowing, as it is considered cosmetic/ flavor.) Anyone who fails to put an action in is put on "autopilot", where they're narrated to be there.
eg. Player A, B, C on a quest. C does not put an action within the cycle, so instead of waiting for him to reply, he is instead put on "autopilot" where he is narrated to have just been in the quest all along, either a bystander or has done a generic move.
eg#1. Bounty 1 is goblin hunt, only 2~3 people can take this quest. Any more players and it might be unsatisfying to massacre the mob.
eg#2. Bounty 2 is werewolf pack hunt, suggested players is 3~5. Considering how dangerous it is to take down even one, a sizeable group is needed. However, if only 1~2 join, then the pack can be turned into just one werewolf.
as for pacing, we used to do a system in our past rp where the cycle is pre-set (everyone must do at least one thing to progress eg. attack, dodge, etc. Banter is free-flowing, as it is considered cosmetic/ flavor.) Anyone who fails to put an action in is put on "autopilot", where they're narrated to be there.
eg. Player A, B, C on a quest. C does not put an action within the cycle, so instead of waiting for him to reply, he is instead put on "autopilot" where he is narrated to have just been in the quest all along, either a bystander or has done a generic move.
@ProPro
I love Gwyn. In a protect-this-boy kind of way.
Would love for him to meet Kanna. Please dont eat her
I love Gwyn. In a protect-this-boy kind of way.
Would love for him to meet Kanna. Please dont eat her
@snake153 Aoife is eating lunch. She's a good girl
Mystral was casually strolling on the bridge's walkway. She wanted to sight see for a second, look where she was before heading off to her mission. Her hair fluttered against the wind as she took in Boston. Her eyes shone brightly against the lights. Each one of them were so caught up with whatever it is people did nowadays.
She breathed in deep to get that city air, the now-familiar smell of smoke and food that came as wisps. This contrasted the green meadows and fair fields of her youth. Boston was so unlike her homestead. She liked it that way.
After that moment, she turned back to see the passing cars. A quick look at everything around her said that nothing was going to be there.. unless this Conflux person was adept at hiding in plain sight. Her two-tone eyes saw nothing unusual, and it kind of slightly annoyed her, like accidentally cutting herself when she flays someone.
'bzzt' 'dinglingling' 'bzzt' Mystral's silent fit was disrupted by the sweet sound of Cauldron. She made no delay in reading it.
(Guess I'm going to the circus.. Now to find Victory Road..) Mystral casually brought her phone out once she's on solid land.
'V I C T O R Y
R O A D' It was worth a shot to check the obvious source first. (There we go!) She pinned the place and goes there. She only used the portal to reach a certain distance. The remaining third would be on foot. Casually, she tried to get a seat in the crowd.
She quickly scanned the area for someone who didn't look like they belonged-- but the sheer number of attendees made this difficult, impossible even. It would be less time consuming and entertaining to not try so hard. So, she leaves the crowd and come back after visiting this lemonade-stand of a betting booth.
She had put a nice sum on Vector, just because his name sounded cool. Betting didn't have to make sense all the time.
Mystral held her ticket firmly in her hand, once again giving Conflux a chance to reveal himself
"C'mon then Conflux~ Show yourself~~ Promise not to hurt you." Mystral sing-songed under her breath (Much~)
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