All the updated cards are now in the codex. I'll include them here as well for convenience while reading this. The idea is that these cards in the codex are a single, unique copy that everyone can use. Then, I'll sort out additional copies as 'loot' from the bosses. I'll do that for the previous boss, next. So, if you want to use duplicate cards in a post, you have to have access to several unique copies of the same card, if that makes sense. For example, if I would have a copy of 'Blade Idol' from loot after a boss, then I'd have 2 copies of 'Blade Idol' when counting the one in the Codex.
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NATALIE MILLER  █ act one: way down we go p. johnson's ▸ Ritman High [Football Field] Interacting with @Salsa Verde  |  The way it started was a conversation with Natalie's manager. He had said that the Ritman High reunion would be a good image for her brand. The instructions were to snap a few grams and do some silly dances with old classmates for TikTok. It would show that Natalie valued those times that everyone has such bizarre nostalgia for even if they hated it. He was also adamant that it would repair much of the old hatred and bitter endings between Natalie and her so-called victims. The time leading up to the event flew away faster than she could realize. Natalie had managed to speak to her parents about the spectacle, though. They were elated to have her home again for a couple of nights. However, the offer came with the stern stipulation that Natalie was to be ‘friendly’, as they put it. There was nothing she could do but agree. Natalie simply had to show that things were different now, to some degree. She wondered if anyone would even notice it, let alone give her a chance to make it noticeable. The flight from New York City to Portland had been uneventful. The old city was as it had always been. Natalie had been there on more than one occasion, just as every other kid from the Delton area who wanted to party or simply hang out. The first bump in the road came with the car rental guy. Natalie had no idea what the fuck he was on about when it came to insurance, so she had to call her manager. It turned out that there was no misunderstanding or problem—Nat was just plain old stupid, a dumb bitch with no life experience. When she managed to get everything in order, the drive to Delton had been just as uneventful as the flight. She was not used to that kind of long-range driving. Staying awake was a bit of a problem, but some music and a couple of energy drinks fixed it right up. The first stop in Delton had been her parents' house. Seeing as Natalie was an only child, it was a big deal when she came around these days. Her dad, Charles Miller, had taken a chivalrous role by unpacking the car and carrying all of his daughter's luggage upstairs. Her mom, Hillary Miller, had been the target of all gossip and catching up in regard to NYC and Natalie's work. The rest of the time between arrival and P. Johnson's had been spent in Natalie's old room, going through nostalgic things and pictures. Natalie did not deny who and what she was back then, but at least she has the capacity to be someone else. The initial spur at P. Johnson's had been a bit of a roller coaster ride, emotionally. Natalie had managed to get a somewhat clean, uncomplicated road set up with Meir after some banter and offering of drinks. She instantly recognized him when barging inside the establishment, which was surprising to her. Meir had been the 'hit list' of Natalie's buddies back then, at Ritman. Natalie did not quite do much to him herself, but neither did she stop any faulty play that was unmistakably visible to her. Hopefully, she would be able to make it up to him, and anyone else that showed up and would show up soon. ✱ ✱ ✱ ✱ ✱ "Does it matter if it's locked, though?" Natalie said and took another sip of her drink. "We didn't come all this way to be fucked over by some fence." She chuckled at the thought—ridiculous. Natalie was rather startled by Meir's next commentary, but not in a negative connotation. It was rather exciting to see an otherwise awkward recluse loosen up a bit. "I spent a lifetime partying already, Meir. And you're just weak in the knees. You BARELY had anything to drink." She sighed with a smirk on her lips and swept the last bits of sparkling alcohol before getting ready to move on. The way to the football field and its surrounding areas was not without a good splash of nostalgia and mixed feelings. Plenty of spots dotted around the school complex, the field itself, and surrounding nature had over the years been dedicated to all sorts of mischief and no goodery—not to mention all the times that after hours drinking on Fridays had ended up in this place for whatever reason. Natalie certainly felt that she had not partaken in the fence acrobatics for some time, going through that hole. A few strands of her hair got stuck, as per usual, but muscle memory never failed and it was a quick fix to free herself. And, then, there it was, that ugly ass bird in the middle of the field. "Man, that thing is as horrid as I remember." Natalie sighed, although listening to Billy's soothing chatter. Meir had, indeed, become a new man. Her phone kept buzzing. "Stop spamming the chat, Meir, fuck." She said and blurted out a bunch of random letters and numbers as answer to his text in the group chat. A playful smirk almost crept onto her lips. Banter aside, Billy looked like a movie star from the 60s with that cigarette case, that awfully appealing noir aesthetic, enough to make a gal swoon. With that image in mind, Natalie's train of thought was derailed by Trystan Salazar's entrance. She did not quite recognize him at first, but the closer the man came the more apparent it became that Natalie had some apologizing to do at some point. The guy had certainly received the sharp edge of the stick back then, the whole gang being unnecessarily hostile, Nat included. She felt slightly embarrassed, not sure of what to say. She stuck to a simple yet friendly but relaxed wave of the hand as a greeting. |
@Gisk
Here's the issue, dear. Fixed it for you:
Great, here comes revenge of the nerds... No, Billy shook himself mentally, We've all changed, you were just saying so. Give the guy a break.
You have to put the coding things in order. So, if [color.] comes first, it has to be the last code [/color.]
Here's the issue, dear. Fixed it for you:
Great, here comes revenge of the nerds... No, Billy shook himself mentally, We've all changed, you were just saying so. Give the guy a break.
You have to put the coding things in order. So, if [color.] comes first, it has to be the last code [/color.]
@Aeolian
Can we copy and use that same sheet, dear? That would be awesome. I need to put something like this next to the character sheet this time, so it's easy to find.
@The Man Emperor
Hello, hello! So, I had some thoughts about Trystan in relation to Natalie.
Going off of your character sheet, it seems like Trystan would've gotten the standard bullying treatment from Natalie's circle. She'd probably throw in a couple of comments here and there herself, but surely not as nasty as racial slurs. However, that laxatives stunt would've been fucking hilarious to Natalie. Or, it was, even if she didn't know who caused it, because she likely knew the guy it happened to fairly well, if he was a jock/sports guy. If Trystan ever reveals that it was him, he'll definitely score quite some points with Natalie.
Can we copy and use that same sheet, dear? That would be awesome. I need to put something like this next to the character sheet this time, so it's easy to find.
@The Man Emperor
Hello, hello! So, I had some thoughts about Trystan in relation to Natalie.
Going off of your character sheet, it seems like Trystan would've gotten the standard bullying treatment from Natalie's circle. She'd probably throw in a couple of comments here and there herself, but surely not as nasty as racial slurs. However, that laxatives stunt would've been fucking hilarious to Natalie. Or, it was, even if she didn't know who caused it, because she likely knew the guy it happened to fairly well, if he was a jock/sports guy. If Trystan ever reveals that it was him, he'll definitely score quite some points with Natalie.
I was actually hesitant to use that picture for Emilia's banner because it fucking looks like porn. I'll probably ruin it by saying it, but you guys have surely already thought about it.
@Rockette
Come on now, you work in that industry, and this is going to kill you? I don't know about that.
I powered through, need a cookie for this one.
@Rockette
Come on now, you work in that industry, and this is going to kill you? I don't know about that.
@Salsa Verde
Asbolutely! I planned on going the same route.
@Benzaiten
Hah, yeah, I know that type of student all too well. It's a perfect fit for Nat's type. That sort of frees the excuses up a lot. That is, Nat wouldn't have to sneak around or lie about it to her buddies, seeing as Mel would pretty much be in on it for the same reasons, just on the other side of the same coin. This also leads me to think that Natalie's friends would gradually loosen up on the shit they would've given Mel at the get-go of things. So, towards the end of Ritman, they'd more or less leave her alone altogether.
Awesome, then Natalie probably paid Mel for an essay on more than one occasion.
Well, I put the character down as an 'influencer' with a fairly large following. I think I mentioned half a million followers in the previous game, but not in the character sheet. So, it would be very easy to check on Nat after Ritman.
I think Nat would consider that fling to be the perfect 'thank you for everything'-gesture. Like, it would be the highest form of payment and appreciation in Nat's mind to give herself, her body. She probably wouldn't think to do anything like that again, at that point, but that could've changed now a few years later in the story.
Asbolutely! I planned on going the same route.
@Benzaiten
Hah, yeah, I know that type of student all too well. It's a perfect fit for Nat's type. That sort of frees the excuses up a lot. That is, Nat wouldn't have to sneak around or lie about it to her buddies, seeing as Mel would pretty much be in on it for the same reasons, just on the other side of the same coin. This also leads me to think that Natalie's friends would gradually loosen up on the shit they would've given Mel at the get-go of things. So, towards the end of Ritman, they'd more or less leave her alone altogether.
Awesome, then Natalie probably paid Mel for an essay on more than one occasion.
Well, I put the character down as an 'influencer' with a fairly large following. I think I mentioned half a million followers in the previous game, but not in the character sheet. So, it would be very easy to check on Nat after Ritman.
I think Nat would consider that fling to be the perfect 'thank you for everything'-gesture. Like, it would be the highest form of payment and appreciation in Nat's mind to give herself, her body. She probably wouldn't think to do anything like that again, at that point, but that could've changed now a few years later in the story.
Don't forget to edit your character sheets with the new stuff.
@Benzaiten
Oh yeah, I'm down for all that. I like the guaranteed grade thing/group work. Nat would've been able to blame it on whatever to her buddies while having another reason for it with Mel. And then some sexy fling towards the end of everything, before graduating.
Oh yeah, I'm down for all that. I like the guaranteed grade thing/group work. Nat would've been able to blame it on whatever to her buddies while having another reason for it with Mel. And then some sexy fling towards the end of everything, before graduating.
@Rockette
Come on now, pine trees are great. I love pine trees. Might be because our forests around here are 90% pine trees, hmm.
Come on now, pine trees are great. I love pine trees. Might be because our forests around here are 90% pine trees, hmm.
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