Hahahahahah i'm running off 4 hours of sleep i'm taking everything too literally .-.
I agree though, I played a lot of Sid Meier's Pirates and I think it would've been cool to have to worry about things like food and morale, have a few more goods to trade and perhaps even capturing different ship types to pilot. I really liked the mission where you took the wheel on Blackbeard's ship, it was too short :p
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Pirate demigods with nordic influences? I don't see them being able to stop Ragnarok so much, limited mobility and all that.
Quality / Quantity is interchangeable. Sometimes, they both need to be held equal.
I would've chosen a different group split, heh, to keep the guys from bantering the long ride there. But considering my speech worked, it's all bound to be friendly banter. Also, Soraya and Eshna might not like the idea of rolling around in a stolen vehicle, heheh. I see your choice making sense now, I digress.
We should probably wait for a few other posts, yeah. Maybe keep dialogue between ourselves on the ride there in one post per person, or maybe collab the exchanged dialogue in the rides and save it to one person to post so theres less posts clogging up between the inevitable battle.
I would've chosen a different group split, heh, to keep the guys from bantering the long ride there. But considering my speech worked, it's all bound to be friendly banter. Also, Soraya and Eshna might not like the idea of rolling around in a stolen vehicle, heheh. I see your choice making sense now, I digress.
We should probably wait for a few other posts, yeah. Maybe keep dialogue between ourselves on the ride there in one post per person, or maybe collab the exchanged dialogue in the rides and save it to one person to post so theres less posts clogging up between the inevitable battle.
A few days in and Ragnarok already has fan fiction going, heheheh.
I think she was referring to the weapons and artifacts. Us as well, possibly. Not so much now, since we probably didn't get very much taller even with Baldur's presence. Maybe a few inches, who knows :p
You know, I was starting to like the idea of a 25 page satirical article detailing 3 hours of 7 demigods trying to catch a bus. Ragnarok; A Public Commute.
You know, I was starting to like the idea of a 25 page satirical article detailing 3 hours of 7 demigods trying to catch a bus. Ragnarok; A Public Commute.
Jacob's focus was lost to every sensation other than vivid inspiration cast upon Baldur's gilded aura. Every letter of every word he spoke had rung hollow through his mind, only being stored in the back of his subconscious mind. One word rung truer and bolder than the rest, however, and that was Freyrson. He'd never known his real father, and apparently it was due to him being a god. Some metaphysical, divine force took part in creating Jacob, and something about this truth held his chest up high. Still, as Baldur made his exit, the gloom of the quaint shop coupled with the grim news and even grimmer directions laid out before them drove his heart deep down into his bowels. Frost Giants? If i'm fighting giants i'm gonna need a drink-...no. Just...fuck. Jacob was evidently depressed, by the looks of it. His mind conflicted, he'd no idea how he was going to keep trotting along as a sober wretch. Your uncle's probably not reveling in some glorious mead hall, your in a highly dysfunctional group with no sense of direction and even worse you and the rest of these young, misguided people are expected to tackle on saving the world from the ravages of the end times. I should've off'd myself back at the apartment, I should've just...just taken it all in and glided off to a permanent sleep. I shouldn't be here, I should have-...
His usually unstoppable train of thought was halted by Soraya's soft embrace on his shoulder. He couldn't help but catch a smile at her as he caught her gaze, sure it might have been a cheesy speech, but his coy smirk was more so one of appreciation rather than mocking. She understood what it meant to be a team and how they all needed to understand each other to properly work together. Still, he felt shameful upon seeing her back away and took note of her embarrassment. Perhaps he could've saved her the embarrassment by chiming up and supporting her. She seemed like too nice a girl, but obviously she had her merit to be there if she was among the rest of them. Jacob had given a friendly smile to her, his chest held high as he took to glaring at Dann for his snarky comments towards Lucky's bad choice and Soraya's speech. He was soon distracted by the ravens as they piped up all sorts of witty banter towards their goal at hand. None of it the least bit helpful, he had a feeling they would be left to their own devices. Of course, than as the shop rattled and rocked to and fro, he got the picture. Once things calmed down, he took to the outside world with the rest of his group. Still taking note of Soraya's shyness, leaning back behind the group, he decided his chance to talk was now or never.
"Soraya was right back there, guys." He rather firmly, though informally, addressed. Oddly enough, he was speaking directly and boldly rather than mumbling as usual. "Snarky comments and witty banter isn't what slays giants and mythical beasts."
He glared into the eyes of Dann, Jagred and Lucky. As he took to looking at Lucky, his glare soon turned into a gaze of understanding. "Each and every one of us hail from a different background, a different culture. We were all raised differently, obviously."
Looking back to Dann, he continued, occasionally glancing over each and every one in the group with focused eyes. "This is the end times, here. You do all realize this? We not only need to work together, we need to understand each other. Everyone here has their own special set of skills, their own usefulness to the task at hand. Even a thief has his merit." He concluded with a smirk towards Lucky.
He was rather blushing at this point, a single bead of cold sweat collected on his forehead and his entire face feeling strangely warm in this winter weather. Standing his ground, he did nothing to hide his physical shyness as hit heart continued racing. He continued shifting his eyes around the group, he wasn't going to back away or even linger behind, he was going to accept whatever criticism or support they'd give him. For the first speech he ever gave in his entire life, he was feeling unnaturally confident about it, and wouldn't quite pay any mind to those who laughed at it.
"Now, does anyone have money? A private helicopter laying around? Somebody get a rental car when they landed? We gonna let Lucky break into some vehicles and hot-wire them for us? Let's form a plan here, friends." His personality shifted, a wide grin on his face. He backed up few feet to Lucky, stretching his hand out to him for a firm shake.
His usually unstoppable train of thought was halted by Soraya's soft embrace on his shoulder. He couldn't help but catch a smile at her as he caught her gaze, sure it might have been a cheesy speech, but his coy smirk was more so one of appreciation rather than mocking. She understood what it meant to be a team and how they all needed to understand each other to properly work together. Still, he felt shameful upon seeing her back away and took note of her embarrassment. Perhaps he could've saved her the embarrassment by chiming up and supporting her. She seemed like too nice a girl, but obviously she had her merit to be there if she was among the rest of them. Jacob had given a friendly smile to her, his chest held high as he took to glaring at Dann for his snarky comments towards Lucky's bad choice and Soraya's speech. He was soon distracted by the ravens as they piped up all sorts of witty banter towards their goal at hand. None of it the least bit helpful, he had a feeling they would be left to their own devices. Of course, than as the shop rattled and rocked to and fro, he got the picture. Once things calmed down, he took to the outside world with the rest of his group. Still taking note of Soraya's shyness, leaning back behind the group, he decided his chance to talk was now or never.
"Soraya was right back there, guys." He rather firmly, though informally, addressed. Oddly enough, he was speaking directly and boldly rather than mumbling as usual. "Snarky comments and witty banter isn't what slays giants and mythical beasts."
He glared into the eyes of Dann, Jagred and Lucky. As he took to looking at Lucky, his glare soon turned into a gaze of understanding. "Each and every one of us hail from a different background, a different culture. We were all raised differently, obviously."
Looking back to Dann, he continued, occasionally glancing over each and every one in the group with focused eyes. "This is the end times, here. You do all realize this? We not only need to work together, we need to understand each other. Everyone here has their own special set of skills, their own usefulness to the task at hand. Even a thief has his merit." He concluded with a smirk towards Lucky.
He was rather blushing at this point, a single bead of cold sweat collected on his forehead and his entire face feeling strangely warm in this winter weather. Standing his ground, he did nothing to hide his physical shyness as hit heart continued racing. He continued shifting his eyes around the group, he wasn't going to back away or even linger behind, he was going to accept whatever criticism or support they'd give him. For the first speech he ever gave in his entire life, he was feeling unnaturally confident about it, and wouldn't quite pay any mind to those who laughed at it.
"Now, does anyone have money? A private helicopter laying around? Somebody get a rental car when they landed? We gonna let Lucky break into some vehicles and hot-wire them for us? Let's form a plan here, friends." His personality shifted, a wide grin on his face. He backed up few feet to Lucky, stretching his hand out to him for a firm shake.
Don't rush quality, Ms. Elendra! <3
And posted! Awaiting what I got on my speech roll, heheh.
And posted! Awaiting what I got on my speech roll, heheh.
Okay, well, i'd like to post next before anyone else if thats possible
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*goes to edit 80% of his post.*
*goes to edit 80% of his post.*
Stop the presses!
I'm writing up a lame and cheesy speech before the ravens pipe up the info :3
I'm writing up a lame and cheesy speech before the ravens pipe up the info :3
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