RyoRyoRyoken

The Unpopular Opinions Thread.

Guardians of the Galaxy was middling. It suffers from one of the worst cases of "our aliens are just regular people with different coloured skin and a costume scalp" seen in recent years.

@Primal Conundrum

Quality of the movie aside (I personally loved it, though I dislike the effect it's had on the comic counterpart to a degree), this has been the case with comic book aliens since Superman, whose only "alien" feature tends to be how absurdly blue his eyes are unless he's wearing the Clark Kent glasses. And that's kind of a throwaway trait.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

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What?

@LokiLeo789

The long-and-short is that most, if not all of the players in the Golden Fleece crew have lost the motivation to continue posting in this RP.

One Piece: Revolution(Closed)

@Renny @Ira
Figured I should let you guys know, but the Golden Fleece's players have basically dropped out at this point.

A L T E R E D M I R R O R (High-Casual)

"Freischutz" - Subject 689

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While Hercules didn’t exactly answer her question directly, he’d at least given enough information to let her know that this was something being done to test the group. On the other hand, there were some things that he mentioned that were pretty ominous. Namely the ”they” that she and Nexus would have to prepare for. At her suggestion of taking the hill, the muscular man had immediately scaled the slope with impressive speed, causing Frei to let out a whistle as she tracked his movement. While that was pretty cool and all, Frei couldn’t help but think that Hercules might’ve, y’know… Forgotten something? She and Nexus were still at the bottom of the hill! ”You couldn’t have at least offered to bring us up there with ya, Herc?” she called up to him, figuring that the man wouldn’t mind the nickname too much. She had a few questions still, but they’d have to wait until they’d scaled the dune before them.

Turning to Nexus, she grinned and pat him on the shoulder. ”I look forward to workin’ with ya~!” she stated, giving Nexus a thumbs up before starting her trek up the face of the hill. Much like the air, the ground beneath her feet was also hot, practically multiplying the discomfort Freischutz was already feeling. Just how the hell could Hercules just function in these conditions like they were nothing? Hell, the guy was laying on the sand! Frei was determined, however, her eyes focused on the summit as she wiped the sweat from her brow. ”You hangin’ in there, pal?” she inquired, aiming the question at Nexus. At the very least, she wasn’t suffering through the climb entirely on her own. But talk about being thrown to the wolves, huh? She’d only been born yesterday! Though, her current situation only made her curious as to what the other six subjects would have to deal with.

Finally, Frei made it to the top of the hill, panting heavily and directing a pained smile at Hercules. ”Piece of cake.” she remarked, flashing an OK sign at the well-built specimen laying down on the sand. From what he’d mentioned, this wasn’t exactly his first rodeo. And, judging by the fact that he hadn’t exactly helped them yet, there may have been a good chance that he wouldn’t put in effort for the rest of this training session, barring extreme circumstances. ”Well, looks like now is the hard part. As far as I know right now, the only power I’ve got is to read the temperature and a bunch o’ stuff. Oh, and I guess I put some kind of marker on you guys somehow.” Frei stated. She was beginning to catch her breath, so she turned to look out over the desert from the new perch that they’d taken, scanning for any other signs of life. As she did, she thought about the story Ghost had briefly told about the origins of her name and the possibility that their names had something to do with their powers. Frankly, she wasn’t sure if whatever she had going on now wasn’t exactly as flashy as she’d got her hopes up that her powers would be. But was that all she could do? Maybe she also had some kind of secret gun powers or something? Guns were pretty rad, right?

Sighing, Freischutz crossed her arms under her chest as she became lost in thought. She’d have to figure out something before whatever it was the researchers were going to put them up against finally showed up. However, the burning in her feet, and the general discomfort brought about by the heat of the environment as a whole made it a little bit difficult to not be at least a little distracted. ”Think, Frei-Frei, think. What the hell can ya do? You might not be some magic bullet-packing gunslinger, but you’re something.” she thought, miming a gun with her hand as her opticals picked up the sight of a rattlesnake in the distance and marked it with a different symbol than that which Nexus and Hercules had been labelled with. It was a shining platinum crosshair with a pulsating four-point star at its center. Interesting. So there were the smiley faces and the star crosshairs.A differentiation between friend and foe, perhaps?

Focusing in on the rattlesnake further, Frei kept her fingergun trained on it, taking a deep breath. ”I want to hit it. she thought, sticking her tongue out of the side of her mouth as she stared down the distant reptilian. She hadn’t exactly been given a gun or something to test out her aim, so what did they expect her to do? Stare whatever would come after them to death?

Nᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ: Uɴɪᴛʏ Oʀ Fʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ

Poor Umene. She got lectured by a bunch of kids and still has to fix the table.

@Krot

Can't let people just damage the table willy-nilly. Otherwise people will see the knicks and gashes and think it's fair game to break the damn thing everytime they need to prove a point, haha.

Nᴀʀᴜᴛᴏ: Uɴɪᴛʏ Oʀ Fʀᴇᴇᴅᴏᴍ

Osuushi, Senhime

Million Threads

The Jiyutai’s commander watched as Tsukiko delivered her history lesson, illuminating a few parts that she hadn’t quite been made aware of in the past eleven years. Ultimately, all it did was cement what she already knew. Nonetheless, it would be useful information to keep in mind for the younger shinobi here, who weren’t quite aware of some of these facts, likely because they would’ve been small children at the time of the Hamajo Confederation’s rapid rise to power. And despite being in her late teens at the time, Senhime was a bit more sheltered than most due to the Osuushi clan’s decision to stay out of the goings-on of Kirigakure at large.

Once the older woman had finished up her explanation, she had actually begun to work her way towards the table. Without even a hint of hesitation, Tsukiko jammed her large knife into the wooden surface, most likely as somewhat of a power play. That….. Was a good table. Senhime cocked her head to the side for a moment as Tsukiko sat atop the table and began to address the actual details of the team itself. While her gruff tone was to be expected, the chunins’ responses proved to be especially interesting. While many in the room may have wanted to dismiss Rin as being some sort of meek, plain young girl, the Takahashi clan member was making it clear that a fire burned in her heart too. That she was, in fact, very serious about her part in the revolution. Though, it remained to be seen whether or not Tsukiko would appreciate her tone, Senhime herself was quite pleased at the level of fearlessness she displayed in giving the older Jounin lip. Hell, she even touched the woman’s knife.

Takashi’s round of applause sort of set the tone for what his objective was from that point on. While Senhime understood the fact that he wanted to clarify his grievances, it was ultimately an explanation that she had already taken into account herself. However, none of it mattered. That was not to say that the commander herself wouldn’t take the boy’s feelings into account, much as he might’ve tried to play it off as him not caring too much. But his long-winded explanation made it clear he cared just enough. Through the draconic young man’s explanation of what his abilities were and the words that followed, it had become abundantly clear that Takashi was making a point of messing with Tsukiko. While it didn’t seem like either he or Rin had been too enthusiastic about Tsukiko’s attitude towards them, Takashi was a fair bit more outwardly defiant. While Rin had made it clear that she wasn’t to be cowed, she had kept her level of snark to a minimum.

The commander clapped, both as a small round of applause and a way to bring attention back to the front of the room for a moment. ”Well, it looks like you’ve got quite a spirited group on your hands, huh, Umene-san~?” she chimed, a soft chuckle punctuating her comment. The commander strolled over to the table and observed the gash left in the table by Tsukiko’s knife, nodding before turning to look at everyone else. ”Oh~. There’s not much else to go over on my part for today, so I suppose this meeting is over. You’re all dismissed.” she stated, turning to Tsukiko. While her kind expression hadn’t changed, the older woman might have felt a degree of pressure as the horned woman cocked her head and closed her eyes.
”U-me-ne-san~. If you wouldn’t mind, could you stay behind and do something about this gash you put in the table? While I understand that we all have our methods of commanding a room, I’d hate for a perfectly good piece of furniture to suffer for it. Besides, I’d say this would be as good a time as any for your squad to take a little break in the cafeteria~.” she requested, her voice sweet despite the contrasting feeling that it wasn’t so much a request as much as an order. While the Commander appeared to be a bit of a pushover, it was clear that she had a bit of an edge, if mostly hidden behind an otherwise soft exterior.

It had been a productive meeting, though Senhime was going to have to check in with the Statue Team to see how their planning was going. In her haste, Akumako had taken her team out of sight, so Senhime was left to assume they were getting on well during the time they were out of sight. A few seconds before she had addressed Tsukiko, Senhime had taken note that one of the surveillance strings she’d placed in the cafeteria had been disturbed, no doubt due to something Kuko had done. ”I hope Kuko-chan isn’t giving those two too much of a hard time.

A L T E R E D M I R R O R (High-Casual)

"Freischutz" - Subject 689

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So, Sir Spindlylimbs was “Psi”, and the little cutie was “Boomi”. Much like Psi, Boomi also seemed pretty excited to see her. Quite a contrast to the other two in the room, who looked to be considerably more disinterested. Frei got excited at the prospect of the group having a birthday celebration. While she wasn’t sure what that entailed, the word “celebration” was enough to get her blood pumping. Another voice came from behind her, prompting Freischutz to turn on her heel to meet the male who was standing in the doorway. Learning that his name was “Ghost”, Frei listened as he elaborated on what her name meant. ”Fufufu~. I guess that means my name is pretty cool if that story’s anything to go by.” she mused, feeling a bit proud of herself despite having no part in the process of coming up with her name.

As Ghost spoke further, he brought up an interesting point about what their names might have meant. While Psi appeared to be a possible counterargument to the idea, Frei couldn’t help but wonder exactly what it was she could do. She wasn’t left to think for long, though, as a voice blared over the facility’s intercoms, signalling that the subjects were to return to their dorms within the next five minutes or suffer some consequence. Thinking back to the electric shock she received earlier in the day, the silver-haired woman figured that it had something to do with that. And perhaps it was even worse when you violated curfew. ”D’aww, man, that’s pretty lame.” she remarked, disappointed that the group’s celebration would have to be postponed in favor of their curfew. Waving to Psi and Boomi as they left, Frei noted that only her, Ghost and the other two were left over. Boomi had mentioned that everyone should find roommates, so it looked like they were the only ones unsorted. Although, she wasn’t aware of whether or not Psi was rooming with anybody, it didn’t really seem like the gangly man much cared. The other two, who Frei would later learn went by “Hal” and “Nexus”, seemed like they would get along well enough, so she turned to Ghost. ”Yo, Ghost! Wanna share a room?” she suggested, not really giving him much of a choice in the matter before grabbing him by the arm and dragging him out of the study.

Soon enough, Freischutz was was hanging out on her bed, still a bit too excited to fall asleep of her own accord. However, with the assistance of the gas that was pumped into the room, she too was placed into a deep slumber, one that she would be glad she had received due to the challenge that would be ahead once she awoke. Frei was assaulted by a wave of heat as soon as her eyes opened, groaning as she got to her feet and observed her surroundings. She gasped, confused by the sudden change of scenery. Hadn’t she just been in her bed? Where was she now? As she looked around, she realized that she wasn’t alone, seeing that two of the others were with her. Albeit, one of the two was unfamiliar to her. ”Look at the muscles on that guy!” she thought, sizing the man up as he came into consciousness with Nexus. Now that she thought about it, Dr. Yukishima had mentioned that a subject by the name of Hercules had given the rest of them a tour before Freischutz woke up. Perhaps this was him?

”Either of you two know what’s going on?” she inquired, shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked around once again, spotting a nearby hill from which they could get a better vantage point. As she did so, she noted the fact that she was being fed information on the surroundings, most notably the temperature, which almost made Frei more uncomfortable just from reading the numbers. ”If I could make a suggestion, I think it’d be a good idea to climb that hill over there.” she remarked, turning to look at her two compatriots once again only to see that they were promptly marked with a pair of silver-blue smiley-faces on center mass, a visual which would only be apparent to her. ”Huh.”

A L T E R E D M I R R O R (High-Casual)

"Freischutz" - Subject 689

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To be frank, Frei hadn’t expected the bizarre, horror movie monster looking guy to respond first. Perking up a bit more, she watched as the man dropped his book on the floor and stood at attention. Man, was he tall or what? Everything about the guy came together to increase just how bizarre he looked. At the sight of the man mimicking her greeting gesture in his own stretched out, wibbly-wobbly way, Freischutz’s smile grew brighter. ”Hehe. For such an odd-looking guy, he’s pretty peppy.” she thought as she listened to him deliver a surprisingly child-like greeting. A bit of a softie, huh? At the gangly fellow suddenly springing a “Happy Birthday” upon her, Frei’s eyebrows raised a bit as she pondered the term. Considering the circumstances, he was right. In fact, it was everyone’s birthday, right? Huh, then that only made it more obvious that the best course of action was that they all become friends~.

Split between listening to Sir Spindlylimbs and her own inner thoughts, she perked up once again when he asked her about her name. Particularly the meaning. ”Oh! I think it means, uh….. ‘Freeshooter’! Or something like that?” she responded, unsure herself of where she may have pulled that information from. However, being asked about her name only made her realize that the one she had been mentally referring to as “Sir Spindlylimbs” hadn’t given her his name. Nor had anyone else yet. With a swift motion, Freischutz swung a hand out and pointed a finger towards the crowd, the sudden rough motion causing her chest to bounce a bit.
”So, since we’re all about to be friends, why don’tcha gimme your names too, huh?” she chimed, winking once again. Upon doing a mental headcount, she noticed that the other half of the eight subjects Dr. Yukishima told her about were missing. Were they over in the gym now? Had they gone to sleep? That would’ve been disappointing. She didn’t want to end the day without meeting everybody first, but Frei also realized that disturbing people’s sleep was a surefire way to make them upset with you. On the other hand, she was also pretty confident she’d be able to quell any anger directed her way if she did decide to wake the early sleepers up. Whether or not that confidence was justified, however, was another issue entirely.

A L T E R E D M I R R O R (High-Casual)

@Superman Yeah, I figure it won't be too hard to make an edit to imply addressing the whole room now. I'm putting it off until I get home from work, though

A L T E R E D M I R R O R (High-Casual)

@Superman Gotta give me credit for at least mentioning a bed, haha. Pretty easy to miss, though.