I haven't touched One Piece in a long time, but I might be interested....
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Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I gotta ask why ladies only... Other than that, can we only play female characters? I tend to prefer playing male characters, but I could play a girl.
Do whatever you feel you need to do, but if you decide to continue, I'm here for it.
Somewhere in his instincts, Lyle knew he should be staying far away from Castle Town. It didn't take a genius to know that something terrible was happening, something that had gotten out of control fast, and it was more than just a fire. If the royal guards couldn't handle it, how could he hope to? He could defend himself, but he'd never been much of a fighter.
He wasn't quite using his head, as he felt it going numb, refusing to think or comprehend, when he climbed up into Blue's saddle and urged her into a canter- then a full gallop. They were racing across the miles of field toward the smoke.
Halfway there, the clouds gave in and it started to rain. He didn't notice the cold soaking into his clothes, only feeling the tiniest, barely existent sense of relief, knowing that at least the fires were unlikely to make it through the heavier rains to come.
Blue, a somewhat lazy and sometimes stubborn horse by nature, made no complaint, sensing the unusual state of urgency from her trusted rider. However, she was nervous and growing more so the closer they got to the source of chaos.
It was far off, but when Lyle saw the huge dark horse and its rider make their egress from the distant front gates and gallop off, he was finally brought back to his senses enough to realize he had no idea what he planned to do. Drawing closer still, he saw the state of the draw bridge. He couldn't really see the street level of the town behind the wall, but the pressure in his chest he felt increasing with every thundering beat of hooves was telling him he didn't want to.
Nearly there, a crack of lightning broke directly overhead, the thunder rumbling down, and Blue came to an immediate halt with a sound like a scream, launching Lyle forward with the momentum, sending him crashing hard to the ground and sliding through the mud. He felt the shock of pain from the impact shoot through his entire body, knocking the wind out of him. All he could do was lie there and try to force his chest to let him breathe again. It took several long moments before he could manage to inhale and push himself upright. He gasped, taking a moment to let himself breathe before he forced himself to his feet, the shoulder he'd landed on screeching with pain in protest.
"Blue!" he coughed, calling for the horse that was now sprinting in blind fear towards the wall, perhaps not aware of the moat. "Blue!" He whistled loudly. Either she heard him, or she saw the moat, because she reared up on her hind legs, whinnying loudly before stamping back down and beginning to pace quickly and anxiously at the edge, as if in too much of a panic to know where to go to get away from the open field and lightning.
He hurried towards her with a limp, hating to see her suffer such fear. Why did he even come here? His instincts screamed at him not to try to enter the town, however much he wanted to help. The broken bridge and the spine chilling sounds of screams and shouts and unmistakably monsters were discouraging enough.
He finally reached her. She was pacing and panicking, looking like she was seriously considering jumping down into the water.
"Blue!" he called again, making sure she was aware of his presence before he tried to get too close. Approaching the edge of the moat himself, he finally saw what she saw: a boy, weakly clinging to the steep rocky side and beginning to slip under the surface of the dark water.
He acted quickly, but not without thinking. Blue was cooperative enough to allow him to grab the rope kept handy in her saddle bag. It already had a loop on one end. He hurriedly got it around Blue's neck and tossed the rest into the water before jumping in after it himself, ignoring just how much colder the moat was than the rain. He surfaced and managed to get the boy's arms around his neck. He was weak, but still conscious. "Hold on! You're gonna be okay! I've got you!" Lyle said, making sure the lad was secure enough on his back before taking the rope. He called up to his still panicking horse. "Blue! Back! Back, Blue!"
She looked confused, and almost didn't seem to want to leave him down there, but she did heed him and begin to back up. When the rope pulled tight, she seemed to suddenly understand, because she grabbed it in her teeth and began to pull on it hard as she continued to back up. Lyle held on tightly to both the rope and the boy, and soon they were pulled up over the ledge and onto the grass.
@Crystal Amalgam
He wasn't quite using his head, as he felt it going numb, refusing to think or comprehend, when he climbed up into Blue's saddle and urged her into a canter- then a full gallop. They were racing across the miles of field toward the smoke.
Halfway there, the clouds gave in and it started to rain. He didn't notice the cold soaking into his clothes, only feeling the tiniest, barely existent sense of relief, knowing that at least the fires were unlikely to make it through the heavier rains to come.
Blue, a somewhat lazy and sometimes stubborn horse by nature, made no complaint, sensing the unusual state of urgency from her trusted rider. However, she was nervous and growing more so the closer they got to the source of chaos.
It was far off, but when Lyle saw the huge dark horse and its rider make their egress from the distant front gates and gallop off, he was finally brought back to his senses enough to realize he had no idea what he planned to do. Drawing closer still, he saw the state of the draw bridge. He couldn't really see the street level of the town behind the wall, but the pressure in his chest he felt increasing with every thundering beat of hooves was telling him he didn't want to.
Nearly there, a crack of lightning broke directly overhead, the thunder rumbling down, and Blue came to an immediate halt with a sound like a scream, launching Lyle forward with the momentum, sending him crashing hard to the ground and sliding through the mud. He felt the shock of pain from the impact shoot through his entire body, knocking the wind out of him. All he could do was lie there and try to force his chest to let him breathe again. It took several long moments before he could manage to inhale and push himself upright. He gasped, taking a moment to let himself breathe before he forced himself to his feet, the shoulder he'd landed on screeching with pain in protest.
"Blue!" he coughed, calling for the horse that was now sprinting in blind fear towards the wall, perhaps not aware of the moat. "Blue!" He whistled loudly. Either she heard him, or she saw the moat, because she reared up on her hind legs, whinnying loudly before stamping back down and beginning to pace quickly and anxiously at the edge, as if in too much of a panic to know where to go to get away from the open field and lightning.
He hurried towards her with a limp, hating to see her suffer such fear. Why did he even come here? His instincts screamed at him not to try to enter the town, however much he wanted to help. The broken bridge and the spine chilling sounds of screams and shouts and unmistakably monsters were discouraging enough.
He finally reached her. She was pacing and panicking, looking like she was seriously considering jumping down into the water.
"Blue!" he called again, making sure she was aware of his presence before he tried to get too close. Approaching the edge of the moat himself, he finally saw what she saw: a boy, weakly clinging to the steep rocky side and beginning to slip under the surface of the dark water.
He acted quickly, but not without thinking. Blue was cooperative enough to allow him to grab the rope kept handy in her saddle bag. It already had a loop on one end. He hurriedly got it around Blue's neck and tossed the rest into the water before jumping in after it himself, ignoring just how much colder the moat was than the rain. He surfaced and managed to get the boy's arms around his neck. He was weak, but still conscious. "Hold on! You're gonna be okay! I've got you!" Lyle said, making sure the lad was secure enough on his back before taking the rope. He called up to his still panicking horse. "Blue! Back! Back, Blue!"
She looked confused, and almost didn't seem to want to leave him down there, but she did heed him and begin to back up. When the rope pulled tight, she seemed to suddenly understand, because she grabbed it in her teeth and began to pull on it hard as she continued to back up. Lyle held on tightly to both the rope and the boy, and soon they were pulled up over the ledge and onto the grass.
@Crystal Amalgam
Lyle had been having a lazy morning. He sometimes considered himself a lazy fellow, but he knew that was more so his attitude than his work ethic. He was rarely one to sit idly and waste daylight, but he also valued taking it slow once in a while. He was rarely in a hurry. Besides, his current project was trying his hand at cartography, and Hyrule wasn't going anywhere.
Today (he'd already determined the day before) was going to be a lazy day. Poor Blue, his sweet sweet mare, had gotten all tangled up in a hidden patch of thorny vines the previous evening on their way through the woods. The damage wasn't too bad, plenty of scrapes and cuts to the both of them, due to Lyle hopping down into it as well to cut her tangled leg free, but it was all rather shallow. Still, Lyle would rather let Blue take it easy today. They were in no rush, and it wouldn't do to stress her out. He was often told he doted far too much on his horse and she wouldn't listen to him because of it, but he found that his steed had so much trust in him that she'd do anything for him… though sometimes with a bit of reluctance. He didn't see her as a tool, but as a friend, a partner. And he took care of his friends (the few he had).
So today, he was camping on the edge of the woods, a rabbit cooking over the fire while he worked on its hide with his trusty knife. He would normally be excited about meat. He didn't often take the time to hunt while he and blue travelled, but he couldn't ignore the sense of unease in his gut. He couldn't quite remember it, but he knew he'd had a bad dream last night. He'd been having them often lately, but last night's left him feeling particularly shaken.
Even Blue seemed uneasy, though she may have been picking it up from him second hand. She was lying down, as he insisted, but her ears were on high alert and she refused to go to sleep. He was leaning against her side, rubbing her neck soothingly every so often while he carefully cleaned the rabbit skin. He'd used the last of his bandages and some of his healing salve on her legs. It was really nothing serious, but he knew walking around with her scrapes uncovered could result in serious irritation and discomfort from the grass rubbing against them. He used a little salve himself, but no bandages. He had the convenience of clothes to protect from such irritations.
He kept close to Blue all day, keeping her safe and comforted. He was so worried that something was going to happen to her, that that was what his dream had been about after yesterday's incident.
The sky was steadily turning overcast and there was a pressure in the air. Was there going to be a storm? It certainly looked and felt like it. Maybe they should seek shelter soon. He usually made sure to find Shelter for Blue during storms. He was usually willing to take a night of bad weather, but as she couldn't voice her opinion, he'd never assume that was what she would want. He didn't think it was going to hit until late evening. They had plenty of time to get to the nearest town from here before then. In fact, the very ranch he'd bought Blue from was close by, only a few miles to the north west. She always seemed happy to visit her mother and the little ranch girl who worked there. He could make a few rupees lending a hand, or at least do enough to earn a night in the stables for the both of them. There was usually plenty of work to be done there, though he knew they weren't looking to hire any actual employees.
As soon as his rabbit was done cooking, he'd eat, pack up, and they'd go. He didn't want to make Blue go far with her legs, but he knew she'd prefer it to being outside during any close thunder. She hated thunder.
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It was early afternoon when they were walking side by side up the dirt road. He didn't tend to actually ride Blue very often, only for a short while every day so they both had practice at it. He kept his supplies and art equipment split fairly between them. She carried more, but only because she was bigger and stronger. He saw no need to make her carry him as well when he was perfectly capable and happy to carry his own weight. He'd gotten her to help him, not to make her do everything for him.
It was when they reached the peak of a hill that he stopped. She continued for a few steps, but quickly realized he wasn't with her. She turned back to look at him to see him standing there frozen, staring to the north with a stunned look on his face.
"Oh, Hylia…" he whispered at the thick plume of smoke rising over the distinct shape of Castle Town in the distance.
Today (he'd already determined the day before) was going to be a lazy day. Poor Blue, his sweet sweet mare, had gotten all tangled up in a hidden patch of thorny vines the previous evening on their way through the woods. The damage wasn't too bad, plenty of scrapes and cuts to the both of them, due to Lyle hopping down into it as well to cut her tangled leg free, but it was all rather shallow. Still, Lyle would rather let Blue take it easy today. They were in no rush, and it wouldn't do to stress her out. He was often told he doted far too much on his horse and she wouldn't listen to him because of it, but he found that his steed had so much trust in him that she'd do anything for him… though sometimes with a bit of reluctance. He didn't see her as a tool, but as a friend, a partner. And he took care of his friends (the few he had).
So today, he was camping on the edge of the woods, a rabbit cooking over the fire while he worked on its hide with his trusty knife. He would normally be excited about meat. He didn't often take the time to hunt while he and blue travelled, but he couldn't ignore the sense of unease in his gut. He couldn't quite remember it, but he knew he'd had a bad dream last night. He'd been having them often lately, but last night's left him feeling particularly shaken.
Even Blue seemed uneasy, though she may have been picking it up from him second hand. She was lying down, as he insisted, but her ears were on high alert and she refused to go to sleep. He was leaning against her side, rubbing her neck soothingly every so often while he carefully cleaned the rabbit skin. He'd used the last of his bandages and some of his healing salve on her legs. It was really nothing serious, but he knew walking around with her scrapes uncovered could result in serious irritation and discomfort from the grass rubbing against them. He used a little salve himself, but no bandages. He had the convenience of clothes to protect from such irritations.
He kept close to Blue all day, keeping her safe and comforted. He was so worried that something was going to happen to her, that that was what his dream had been about after yesterday's incident.
The sky was steadily turning overcast and there was a pressure in the air. Was there going to be a storm? It certainly looked and felt like it. Maybe they should seek shelter soon. He usually made sure to find Shelter for Blue during storms. He was usually willing to take a night of bad weather, but as she couldn't voice her opinion, he'd never assume that was what she would want. He didn't think it was going to hit until late evening. They had plenty of time to get to the nearest town from here before then. In fact, the very ranch he'd bought Blue from was close by, only a few miles to the north west. She always seemed happy to visit her mother and the little ranch girl who worked there. He could make a few rupees lending a hand, or at least do enough to earn a night in the stables for the both of them. There was usually plenty of work to be done there, though he knew they weren't looking to hire any actual employees.
As soon as his rabbit was done cooking, he'd eat, pack up, and they'd go. He didn't want to make Blue go far with her legs, but he knew she'd prefer it to being outside during any close thunder. She hated thunder.
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It was early afternoon when they were walking side by side up the dirt road. He didn't tend to actually ride Blue very often, only for a short while every day so they both had practice at it. He kept his supplies and art equipment split fairly between them. She carried more, but only because she was bigger and stronger. He saw no need to make her carry him as well when he was perfectly capable and happy to carry his own weight. He'd gotten her to help him, not to make her do everything for him.
It was when they reached the peak of a hill that he stopped. She continued for a few steps, but quickly realized he wasn't with her. She turned back to look at him to see him standing there frozen, staring to the north with a stunned look on his face.
"Oh, Hylia…" he whispered at the thick plume of smoke rising over the distinct shape of Castle Town in the distance.
So we're starting when Ganondorf is first invading? Are we doing like a prologue?
Thank you! I'll do some more looking. If I can't find anything, I'll draw it.
Here he is.
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