I'd prefer a bit more interaction between characters, but i'm also okay with skipping ahead to the next night.
MonsieurShade
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STATUS: Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest. 8 yrs ago
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Tfw you want to go to the gym and get your stronk on but you've busted your shoulder and need let it rest.
8 yrs ago
Holy fuck. Ok, shit. Insane hiatus. Fuck. I'm still around folks, just been beyond extremely busy. Will try (heavy emphasis on try) to be more active in the coming months.
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8 yrs ago
God forbid I be one of the lucky bastards that doesn't have their wisdom teeth grow in. Nah, just fuck my shit up fam.
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8 yrs ago
As someone who works for a pet store I both love and hate pixar. The next person that tries to ask me if we have "a dory fish" for their goldfish bowl is getting straight up clubbed like a baby seal
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I'm just a simple college student working his way through life while simultaneously testing the limits of how much caffeine and alcohol the human body can subsist on before it gives out. Just call me Shade.
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@The Narrator Isn't it though?
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I feel kinda bad for Jacque right now. With the way things are going, the poor bastard might accidentally end up being a part of the race for leader position when all he wants to do is polish up the plan and get people to stop fighting. Well that and goof around, but that goes without saying.
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I feel kinda bad for Jacque right now. With the way things are going, the poor bastard might accidentally end up being a part of the race for leader position when all he wants to do is polish up the plan and get people to stop fighting. Well that and goof around, but that goes without saying.
After issuing an apology to hoverfly for his mistake Jacque contented himself momentarily by listening to the others speak amongst themselves yet again. After a bit of tweaking it appeared for the most part as though everyone was willing to go along with his suggestion. This pleased him greatly, but he could tell that it would take a bit of work before everyone started to act like a team. The mysterious woman had stated once more that the plan wouldn't be put into effect until tomorrow, giving him plenty of time to whip up a few potions for when the time came. First thing was first though, tempers were on the verge of flaring, and that simply wouldn't do. It was time to micromanage.
After plastering a disarmingly dopey smile on his face Jacque raised his hands and waved them at the group in a sort of 'settle down' motion, "Hey take it easy guys, no need to start firing shots at each other, let's save that for the criminals, yeah?". He walked over to Joshua and began to place a hand on the prince's shoulder only to rethink the gesture halfway through and let it fall limply to his side, "No one seems to take issue with you attacking from the water, just please be sure to coordinate with us. We need everyone on board, Your Highness" he said placatingly, being certain to add in the appropriate royal title in an attempt to further soothe the sea dweller.
Chris seemed able and willing to scrounge up a means of communication and everyone else was down with their part from what he could tell. That left only one thing to be sorted out. Turning from the prince Jacque made his way over to Jacklyn and hesitantly placed a hand on her shoulder after a brief mental debate as to whether or not she was as likely to break his hand for touching her as he figured Joshua was. "Hey now, don't go shutting down on us. Fang is right; you've probably got some really valuable info we could use.".
After plastering a disarmingly dopey smile on his face Jacque raised his hands and waved them at the group in a sort of 'settle down' motion, "Hey take it easy guys, no need to start firing shots at each other, let's save that for the criminals, yeah?". He walked over to Joshua and began to place a hand on the prince's shoulder only to rethink the gesture halfway through and let it fall limply to his side, "No one seems to take issue with you attacking from the water, just please be sure to coordinate with us. We need everyone on board, Your Highness" he said placatingly, being certain to add in the appropriate royal title in an attempt to further soothe the sea dweller.
Chris seemed able and willing to scrounge up a means of communication and everyone else was down with their part from what he could tell. That left only one thing to be sorted out. Turning from the prince Jacque made his way over to Jacklyn and hesitantly placed a hand on her shoulder after a brief mental debate as to whether or not she was as likely to break his hand for touching her as he figured Joshua was. "Hey now, don't go shutting down on us. Fang is right; you've probably got some really valuable info we could use.".
S'all good.
As Viola and Percy struggled to keep up with the rhino calf Manny continued towards the stacks of cages. A pair icy black eyes that would not have been out of place on the body of a Great White Shark scanned the cages and the beach that surrounded them. Momentarily he paused and turned to his other compatriots just in time to see the baby rhino turn and knock Viola off of her feet with a drunken charge, but this failed to receive any sort of reaction. The sounds of stirring animals caused the thug to not only pick up his pace, but to lift the back of his jacket slightly to allow for easier access towards his gun. He was almost on top of Kassy when the shrill cry caught his attention. Manny had just enough time to turn to face the sound and was met with a face full of feathers, talons, and a viciously hooked beak as the kestrel plowed into him gracelessly.
The thug cursed loudly out of surprise and struggled to grab the bird, being momentarily grateful for his ski-goggles as his eyes would have undoubtedly been gouged out. The bird gave yet another cry and back away from the grasping appendages, but not without leaving a long gash down the jacket's arms as it pulled back. Manny was pissed, so pissed in fact that he would have simply pulled out his gun and shot at the bird were it not for the fact that he didn't want to risk the sound being heard. "Reece!" He hissed as the kestrel awkwardly began to circle him from just out of reach for another dive bomb, "Were the fuck are you? Help me with this!".
The thug cursed loudly out of surprise and struggled to grab the bird, being momentarily grateful for his ski-goggles as his eyes would have undoubtedly been gouged out. The bird gave yet another cry and back away from the grasping appendages, but not without leaving a long gash down the jacket's arms as it pulled back. Manny was pissed, so pissed in fact that he would have simply pulled out his gun and shot at the bird were it not for the fact that he didn't want to risk the sound being heard. "Reece!" He hissed as the kestrel awkwardly began to circle him from just out of reach for another dive bomb, "Were the fuck are you? Help me with this!".
I'm still around.
After mulling over the masked woman's words Jacque, now content with the answers he'd received, decided to focus on the group as they decided to figure out what to do next. Everyone thus far seemed to have something interesting going for them. As he stifled a chuckle Jacque couldn't help but admit that things things were shaping up to be quite interesting, and the bokor soon found himself having to fight to stifle his burning desire to share about himself much to the chagrin of his guest.
The frustration he felt at being told began manifesting itself in Jacque's sudden compulsion to softly scratch at a spot just behind his left ear. 'I need to let 'em know what I can do.' 'Why not wait to see what they come up with first?', 'I wanna talk, it's rude to just stand here and gawk at folks y'know. Besides, if we're gonna be a team then I need to give these guys something to work with.' 'I don't like this.' ' I trusted you friend, now trust me.'. There was a hissing sound in the back of Jacque's mind, one that he swore sounded more like an aggravated sigh than an actual hiss, 'At least leave your real name a secret for now.' the loa said before the noise and the prickling sensation dissipated.
With the noise gone Jacque ceased his scratching and clucked his tongue softly. Leave out his real name? A bit rude, but a simple enough request he supposed. With nothing more to distract him Jacque coughed to catch the other's attention once more, "Well if we're going to focus on a plan then I guess now's a good time to share what I can do." he said, half expecting the noises to start back up again. When none came Jacque saw fit to continue, "I'm a bokor. To those of you unaware as to what that is, basically it means that i'm a practitioner of the voodoo arts; a priest if you would. Or a witch or warlock, i'm not picky about titles. The point is that like our infernal friend over there I can use magic, though i'm still a bit new to it all so i'm not as diverse in terms of what I can and can't do. Rituals, healing magic, potion brewing, i'm your man, but my real bread in butter is smoke and earth magic." He stated, punctuating his statement with a soft yellow glow from his eyes.
He'd listened and observed, now it was time to put what he'd learned from the group thus far to work. As a plan started to piece itself together in his head he looked to Jacklyn first, " With a name like "Shadow Ninja" i'm guessing you're quick and stealthy. You could maybe scout ahead on the ground below and take out enemy scouts n' stragglers.", he pointed Hoverfly next "You said you could fly-" he stated before his eyes darted to Nevan "-and unless those wings are for show then i'm guessing you can too. You two could be our eyes in the sky, compensating for anything Jacklyn might miss on the ground level. Maybe pick off some scouts n' stragglers too.". He turned to the second Chris, drawing a blank for a few seconds as to what he could do until an idea hit him, "You're smart, right? Maybe you could sabotage anything that you think would really screw 'em up? Lights, machinery, whatever. Maybe find a list or two to see who this guy was selling to while you're at it.".
Finally he turned his attention to Luna, Joshua, and Firefly "As for the four of us, we could run crowd control after getting the green light from our scouts. We could maybe corral 'em with our elemental abilities; water at their backs, earth at their fronts, fire at their sides. Once they're trapped in then we can work at disorienting 'em. The fire would give me plenty of smoke to work with, and if we added that to Luna's illusions we could disorient 'em enough for everyone to swoop in and take 'em down without too much effort or blood shed."
He allowed the group to digest his words a bit before he remembered he'd still failed to actually introduce himself, "Y'all can call me "Simbi" by the way. I'll save my real name for when we're all a bit more used to one another.".
The frustration he felt at being told began manifesting itself in Jacque's sudden compulsion to softly scratch at a spot just behind his left ear. 'I need to let 'em know what I can do.' 'Why not wait to see what they come up with first?', 'I wanna talk, it's rude to just stand here and gawk at folks y'know. Besides, if we're gonna be a team then I need to give these guys something to work with.' 'I don't like this.' ' I trusted you friend, now trust me.'. There was a hissing sound in the back of Jacque's mind, one that he swore sounded more like an aggravated sigh than an actual hiss, 'At least leave your real name a secret for now.' the loa said before the noise and the prickling sensation dissipated.
With the noise gone Jacque ceased his scratching and clucked his tongue softly. Leave out his real name? A bit rude, but a simple enough request he supposed. With nothing more to distract him Jacque coughed to catch the other's attention once more, "Well if we're going to focus on a plan then I guess now's a good time to share what I can do." he said, half expecting the noises to start back up again. When none came Jacque saw fit to continue, "I'm a bokor. To those of you unaware as to what that is, basically it means that i'm a practitioner of the voodoo arts; a priest if you would. Or a witch or warlock, i'm not picky about titles. The point is that like our infernal friend over there I can use magic, though i'm still a bit new to it all so i'm not as diverse in terms of what I can and can't do. Rituals, healing magic, potion brewing, i'm your man, but my real bread in butter is smoke and earth magic." He stated, punctuating his statement with a soft yellow glow from his eyes.
He'd listened and observed, now it was time to put what he'd learned from the group thus far to work. As a plan started to piece itself together in his head he looked to Jacklyn first, " With a name like "Shadow Ninja" i'm guessing you're quick and stealthy. You could maybe scout ahead on the ground below and take out enemy scouts n' stragglers.", he pointed Hoverfly next "You said you could fly-" he stated before his eyes darted to Nevan "-and unless those wings are for show then i'm guessing you can too. You two could be our eyes in the sky, compensating for anything Jacklyn might miss on the ground level. Maybe pick off some scouts n' stragglers too.". He turned to the second Chris, drawing a blank for a few seconds as to what he could do until an idea hit him, "You're smart, right? Maybe you could sabotage anything that you think would really screw 'em up? Lights, machinery, whatever. Maybe find a list or two to see who this guy was selling to while you're at it.".
Finally he turned his attention to Luna, Joshua, and Firefly "As for the four of us, we could run crowd control after getting the green light from our scouts. We could maybe corral 'em with our elemental abilities; water at their backs, earth at their fronts, fire at their sides. Once they're trapped in then we can work at disorienting 'em. The fire would give me plenty of smoke to work with, and if we added that to Luna's illusions we could disorient 'em enough for everyone to swoop in and take 'em down without too much effort or blood shed."
He allowed the group to digest his words a bit before he remembered he'd still failed to actually introduce himself, "Y'all can call me "Simbi" by the way. I'll save my real name for when we're all a bit more used to one another.".
Nevan coming in hot with the sharp tongue and the sick burns! Jacque may need to bust out the healing magic sooner than I thought, lol.
@lydyn Cool. I've already got a post typed up so i'll just PM it to myself so I can revise and post it when it's time.
A question: Are we free to post more frequently now that the ball's rolling or will we continue on the course of one at a time? I'm fine either way since I typically like to wait two or three posts between my own any way, but I figured i'd ask.
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