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For me it depends on how quickly you want to jump into personal arcs haha. If we're shooting to start one within the next few weeks, then ideally Cow should go first, since I have finals coming up soon. Otherwise I'm good for whatever order everyone else wants!


Group A

Their eyes turned next to Trixie, as a bunch of clanking noises sounded off from her direction. She turned to face them, wearing one of the armor's giant headpieces. "I don't see how people can wear this stuff," she remarked, turning away from them again with her arms fumbling around like she were performing a cautious magic trick. Having been inactive most of their nightmarish trek so far, she figured she'd help prod and examine the room as well, to speed up their efforts in getting out of there.

Though Trixie realized a bit too late that running around investigating things before they could even work out some plan was probably not the most helpful thing. All the suits rattled for a moment, the hollowness beneath their eye shields glowing an angry red. The prankster lifted her eye shield soon enough. "Hoo! I figured it out, guys--"

"Watch out!" Marcus called. Trixie flinched - only to be pounced on by Estelle, pushing her away from her previous position.

A pendulum had sung through from the wall, from in between the two armored suits closest to her. Once the weapon flew back skyward after a clear cut swing across the room, it disappeared into a thick crevice in the ceiling, which then sealed itself up. With bated breath Trixie removed the helmet and ran her hands through her ruffled hair. She chuckled, offering a nervous shrug. "Heh... hehe. Um. Whoops."


Group C

"Whew, you scared me!"

Amy glossed over her shoulder to see Lute fumbling about before stepping back into his position beside her. Amy only rolled her eyes. After they chaos they had just endured, she wanted nothing more than a breather, especially considering she wasn't suited for neither battling nor running. But with their current position, they couldn't afford to lag and linger. There was moving forward, and there was this guy, who chuckled to himself nervously before rambling on and on and on...

"Amy. It's Amy." She replied back with a flat tone. It was then that she noticed that he had gotten a cut on his cheek, presumably during the final conflict with the big three. Having fought the three monsters prior, Amy was certain Oren and the Bearon lacked the capacity to infect their prey with poisons or whatevers - but even if they did, Lute didn't appear to be in any immediate danger. She continued walking on with her eyes kept forward. Simply put, Amy acknowledged his injury and chose to ignore it.

That was, until a flashback of her previous nightmare rang in her head: Trixie crying out, calling her a selfish monster. Amy shuddered. Before Lute could say anything further, the cleric jerked her gem, fist clenching, and muttered something brief. The cut lacing his cheek glowed a faint gold - the virtuoso would feel a warming sensation on his face - before dissipating. In an instant, the wound sealed itself, and gradually began to return to normal. Again, she did not look back at him, even if he said or did anything in reaction to the healing.

Next thing she knew, Lucien up ahead was taunting a lion. Which was a ridiculous idea on its own, despite the fact that it seemed barricaded. Amy opened her mouth to speak up against it, only for the lion come right at them. He turned to grab her wrist along with Lute's, though Amy quickly yanked herself free from his grasp and followed Xandra and Dylan into the nearest door.

Then they fell. Amy could only pray the calamity would end soon, even if it meant just killing her right then and there. After all, it was all just a dream, wasn't it?

That idea withered away once the fallen guilders crash landed with another group: Atlas, Lisette, Moira, Syed, and Aria. Only five were missing now - including Marcus. Amy sat herself up and murmured something quick to soothe her aching joints, while the others jumped to the questions. Like Dylan she too wanted to just lay there, but that option was not feasible. Instead she stood herself and brushed down her dress before eying the others. "...Is anyone hurt?"
Just got back from my appointment. I'll get back to working on a post now. Sorry for being so topsy turvy lately, everyone ;~; this week is just cracking down on me really bad.
Looks awesome, Kathi ^^

Just caught up with the ICs; I've got some writing started for Amy, but I overestimated the time I'd need to read/write and I won't be able to post before my appointment hits. If anyone wants to post in the meantime, feel free. I'll be back in an hour.

EDIT: I'm still stuck here >< sorry. I'll post asap once I get home.
Crispin grinned toothily as Terence was filled with newfound hope. The pyro fairy's smiles always glistened with the innocence of a child, probably the same as the one who brought him into this world. He hovered behind Terence and smacked him on the back in a 'way to go!' manner, rougher than was necessary. "Of couuurse we're gonna help you! What kind of fairies would we be to turn that down?"

He looked to Ingrid next and winked playfully - not so much a flirty gesture as was one that was reassuring. He could sense her lack of confidence from a distance away, and Crispin was the type of fairy that always pestered downers until they smiled. Even if he inadvertently worsens their mood.

Terence fumbled with suspecting his own colleagues of this blatant thievery, before coming up with an alternative to a direct investigation: another fairy named Iona. Crispin grinned widely at her name. The two have never met face-to-face, but being all over the place was one of Crispin's traits, and he'd seen her fly about and do her thing multiple times. He was always captivated by the sheer skill of storm fairies, and Iona's expertise had intrigued him even further. She had control over a dangerous skill that Crispin unfortunately lacked at times. With Terence's suggestion, Crispin would finally get to meet this fairy! Two twigs, one pebble!

Soon enough the trio took off into a neighboring forest. Terence waved back at the two, close to disappearing from sight ahead. The pyro fairy licked his lips. "Is that a challenge? You're game, Terence!" While still flying forward, he reeled back his torso and arms to the side, as if ready to take off sprinting. Then he burst forward, eventually flying passed the acorn-head. Crispin looked at him over his shoulder, bringing his thumb to his nose and sticking out his tongue. "Last one there is a rotten--ooph!"

He collided right into a thick trunk. On cue his wings comically crumpled and withered, before shooting up again with life as Crispin pried himself off the wall. "I'm good! I'm good!" He continued moving on, though buzzing a bit more erratically.


Group A

It was eerily calm within the tower. Two of their most fearless adversaries had seemingly teamed up, ready to shred apart the quintet at once. The only thing that stood between them now was a single metallic door. But that was... that was it. Just like that, they were out of danger, or so it seemed.

In the meantime Don moved to set down Trixie. Though initially he meant to lay her down, she pulled herself up into a seated position, shaking her head as she coughed. Amidst the chaos outside, it may have seemed she was too paralyzed from trauma to even acknowledge what was going on outside - and while that was partially true, she had enough of a hold on reality to have been gripping tightly onto Don's shoulder all the while. Terrified to let go, to even look up. Wanting nothing more than everything to end.

Now that it was quiet, Trixie had finally lifted her eyes to see the others surrounding her. They were safe. Without warning, she latched her arms around Don, embracing him tightly as a wordless gesture of gratitude. Afterwards she clumsily rose to her feet and hugged Estelle as well, burying her face into the redhead's back.

Trixie exhaled shakily as she lifted her face, observing the room surrounding her. She gave no word about her trauma or the baddies that had stalked them; the prankster wanted nothing more than to get those off her mind. Permanently. "Where are we?" she cooed instead.


Group C

Closer, closer, closer, the tower stood almost in reach. Once the guilders grew accustomed to which colored panel did what, they were back on their feet and running on a leveled path. They didn't dare to look back at the enemies behind them - though one could only ignore the sound of stampeding for so long. Quickly they were herded into another building, this time by the matter artist. After catching her breath, Amy had begun to cast more spells, this time defense buffers for the inevitable - only for the entire building to rattle and roar.

Oren had found them.

"Gods damn it!" Amy cried as she fled with the others. She lagged behind, however. As much as she knew fighting, flighting, and hiding was futile against the beasts, her physique was definitely not suited for the former two, and could not keep up as quickly as the young and battle-ready guilders. Rather than slowing down entirely out of exhaustion, she flopped forward, bracing herself for her fall.

"Watch out!"

Straight overhead a tentacle whirred by, snapping and cracking in the air as it by passed the others and stopped with a jerk beyond the one who was ahead. Atop its tip and facing them was... the giant spider. It opened its mouth, hissing like a lion's roar.

A flurry of steps pounded and pounded the pavement behind them, increasing in sound with every second. Amy jerked her head to see the Bearon charging in after them, its teeth bared and dripping with saliva. The cleric couldn't even stand herself to flee from it. Instead she looked away, shielding her face with her arm - only to hear a boing! sound off from beside her: the Bearon had stamped atop a white panel and was suddenly flung in the air. Amy's eyes widened, the biggest they've ever been in her life, as she let out a deep exhalation.

In the meantime Oren loomed right over them. It sent out a second tendril, this time aiming to impale one of the unsuspecting guilders from a different angle. To complicate the situation even further, the beast then reared its head back and chewed its jaw during this attack. The outlines of its teeth lit up a flaring orange, growing brighter and brighter.

Amy rose to her feet, using the springed panel beside her as a stand. The tower - the tower - it was right there. Right fucking there. All they had to do was make a final break for it...!
No worries. Hope you feel better soon!
Gonna work on a post now but first
Sorry Kei I was typing this before you made your ooc post haha. Feel free to post first if you want to! I'll start writing for Trix in the meantime, so no rush.



I'm quitting my on-campus job tomorrow and dropping my minor, so things should lighten up on my end. Got into a fight with my mum and basically she's forcing me to; I'll spare the details. -__- Both should work in my favor though I guess. I just didn't want to rush with doing either in case I'd regret it, but whatever. Less income, but hopefully a better sacrifice over working 40 hours a week. *shrug* All I ever do is complain about shit anyway so this should feel nice for you guys too lololol
Hi guys, on break right now. Just finishing up on reading ICs and I don't have enough time to write something decent at the moment, so I'll get to posting asap once I get home in about 3-4 hours. I already have ideas in mind for what to do at least, haha.

Sorry for slowing down the pace with Group C. :( I don't want to make excuses on my end since everyone here's heard it all from me at this point lol, but I hope I've been keeping up with my 5x/week frequency regardless. I definitely understand Tae's sentiment, though. Not having people post in a scene with my character/s doesn't deter me from posting unless I'm the last one in my group/s, a la Danni's case, but it does deter motivation and inspiration a lot. Tales is a daily and fast-paced RP compared to most others on this site, so consecutive misses hinder both the RP's pace and everyone else involved with those that missed.

Hopefully exams and study season is starting to calm for everyone here! My exams aren't for another 2.5 weeks, though lol two of them are back to back on the same day. I'll alert about it again a week in advance, but it shouldn't interrupt my posting frequency since I like to post during breaktime.

Re: the daily posting struggles, you know my story already, and I am grateful for the 5x/week limit on my end. Except for a few recent posts I think I've been doing fairly well keeping up with posting every day, though bunking the daily thing is down to everyone else. I'd rather not have a say since I'm an outlier here with my busyness lol.
Sorry for not posting yesterday guys. :C I ran out of time during my lunch break, got home from work at like 9pm and crashed. I set my alarm this morning so I'd have enough time to post before I go to work, but I had so much trouble getting out of bed and have no time now. I'll use my lunch break between jobs today to post since I have an hour and not a meager half hour like yesterday. Sorry for my inconsistency... >.<

ANYWAY SORRY FOR MOANS, PACMAN
I hope your and your sister's birthday is going wonderful ;A; What kind of stuff did you buy today? hahaha
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