I went t get my hair cut today, and my barber decided to put some oil in my stash... Now I look like one of those villains from the 1920's movies... The ones with the top hat and cape who tied damsels to railroad tracks... :<
Oh, and just in case anyone was worried or unsure about it. Taking an action or responding to the unknown noise doesn't count as your "interacting with the GM once per round"-action, since you're not actually, y'know, really can't do much other than comment on it, or decide whether you wanna stand around or hide behind something. :P
Just a reminder that the next IC update from is coming this Sunday. If you have questions or are unsure of how to proceed, let me know before then, 'kay?
Since this post is divided into two different time-sections, please do remember to specify if you're acting within the post God-e-mail, or the 5 minutes after-bit. :)
With time, and the increasing intensity of hysterical women, the girls in the glen awoke and rose to their feet, one after the other. Some of them were flipping out, making up plausible reasons and scenarios for their current situation in their mind - and then projecting said delsuional asumptions into their surroundings. Others took a more clinical and calm approach to the whole ordeal, trying to rationalize and make sense of the non-sensical and unexplainable phenomenon as best they could. And some just stood there... Screaming to the heavens above and doing absolutely nothing productive or useful at all.
Yup. It was a mess.
Thankfully, one of the girl's seemed to have - somehow - managed to keep enough of their head in order to notice something. Something that they shouldn't and hadn't known about before they passed out and then awoke in this strange place. It was the playboy bunny who had managed to first figure out that she now knew things that she earlier hadn't had any knowledge or idea about. What's more, she was able to unleash a small, clearly supernatural ability on a poor, defenseless and wholly innocent tree. Humanity at its finest!
As Red Riding Hood approached and tried to coaz the bunnygirl into spilling the beans on how and what she'd just done, the entire collective assembly of females were sudden struck by...
A ring-tone.
Or, to be more precise, an electronic ring-noise. Kinda like the one you'd hear in a live-call or when using a chat program and getting a message. But the noise came form inside their own head... Which... Was disconcerting to say the least.
Nevertheless! As soon as the brief, three-piece noise stopped, each of them would notice something even more bizarre. in front of their eyes, blocking their vision, a big envelope-shaped icon appeared. Yeah. An icon. Like the one you see on a home-screen on a smartphone or something. But it was there. Right infront of them. Hovering in mid-air. ANd it was moving. Like an animated gif or something. Then, without their consent, it blooped itself, and a new strange thing happened.
A window opened up. Like on a computer screen. But in their eyes. Their mind's eye? Whatever. They could all see it, that's the important bit. The window looked pretty standard to what you'd expect a window containing an email or message to lo0k like, save it was slightly transparent. But that wasn't the important bit. The important bit was what was written, and that the message started automatically reading itself to each of the girls, still in their head, with no scientifically acceptable reason as to why.
Subject: Welcome! Sender: God
Message: Hello, hello, hello! Congratulations, girlls~ *Clap, clap, clap* You've all been selected as the esteemed and fortunate winners of a trip to an entirely different world, yay!
I'm sure you got all sorts of quesitons and concerns, but don't worry even teensy bit! I've provided you with some of my personal wardrobe that'll hlep you make your way in this brand new and exciting world you all find yourselves in.
Just remember to keep those garaments on, ladies~ They're your key to success while you're visting here. Oh, and don't worry, even though you're all form different parts of your world and in a brand new one, I've granted you all the ability to both speak and read the language, so you should all be able to communicate flawlessly! Ain't I something~?
Alright then, have fun and I do hope you'll enjoy your time in this world!
Best of luck to you all, [heart-emoji]!
The voice of the reader was... Very... Chipper. Almost to the point of sounding like an excited teenager talking to her gal-pals about something inconsequential and silly. Except, you know, this was about the prospect of trans-dimensional travel by some unknown deity who apparently had just lent out some of her own questionable attires to a group of five randomly selected women who had probably never met.
Sounds reasonable, yeah.?
In any case... The girls were left with the window and the e-mail icon then closing on its own, and vanishing into the ether without a trace, as if it had never been there at all.
And then there was just the woods, the clearing and the ladies in their outfits.
And birds tweeting.
5 Minutes Later...
The first of the girls to notice something was Sayu. For some reason, she could hear a distant noise coming from... That direction. Well, it wasn't exactly easy to tell which way that was, due to the lack of a compass or map or any other way to discern one way from another. But regardless, she heard something. Whatever it was, it seemed to be getting closer though. Not particularly fast or anything - but bit by bit, she could hear the sound of rustling leaves, thuds on dirt or grass and the muffled noises of what was... Voices? Animal noises? It was difficult to tell...
The second one to pick up on this approaching source of new sounds was Charlotte, though by the time she heard anything, Sayu had already picked up on the sounds. Now it was up to these two girls - because the other three sure as heck didn't seem to notice any foreign sounds that weren't the breezy breeze or singing birds. What to do? Inform the others about a potential new arrival? Run and hide? Climb a tree? Fall down in a fetal position, cry and call for mommy? It was up to them!
Oh, but this was all a bit after the whole message-from-God-deal... So, maybe they had some talking and sicussing to do about that bit first...
@Click This, @Crusader Lord, @Hammerman, @PINKPANTHERESS, @Qia As a reminder, I will be posting later today. From the time of this OOC post, there is approximately 11 hours left until I start working on my next IC post.
I've updated Cecilia's sheet, she now has the picture you liked properly displayed in her Appearance. Which goes for all of the rest of you, in case you want to see what her bikini armor more or less actually looks like. ;)
[@ALL OF YOU]
I'd also like to take a moment and remind everyone that, while I said there was no limit to the amount of posting and interacting you can do between player characters, do keep this in mind:
Not everyone has the same amount of free time or ability to post as frequently as they'd like. The more posts that are made, the more catching up and more things someone with a slower rate of posting will need to address in their posts. This might be daunting or make people feel like they're being left out. Or outright intimidate some people into feeling like they can't keep up.
So, while I do appreciate and love all the activity - since it seems you guys are really having fun with this - I would like to ask that you just take a moment and wait a bit for someone you've interacted with to respond IC, so they don't feel like you're leaving them out or skipping them because they can't immediately reply.
That all asid, you're still absolutely, 100% free to post and interact with each other as much as you want - just remember that once NPCs, challenges or enemies show up, the speed of posts will slow down, due to the one-interaction-per-GM-post rule. ^^
I'd also like to take a moment to thank all of you for the activity and interactions. This is the first RP I think I've made which has ever had such an amount people interacting both with each other and having this much activity overall. I do wish you'd all talk a bit more in the OOC, but hey, if ya got nothing to say I totally get that. Anyway, a big smile and thanks to all of you. I really appreicate you all. :)
There we go. Sorry it took a bit, but Cecilia's sheet is now accepted and added. Now to go read all those IC posts that sprung up over night. ^^
EDIT:
I like Sayu's reasoning. Especially since it's not too far off from the truth. :D
Just a clarification though; Only some of the trees have green bark and leaves with orange-tinted edges. The vast majority of trees do look rather normal though. The flowers are unfamiliar however. ^^
Name: Cecilia Feilding Age: 22 Nationality: Great Britain Occupation: Master’s student; museum research assistant Gender: Female
Personality: Imagine a posh brat. Then imagine her without the brat part. In other words, she's a person with money that's okay. Most of the time, at least.
That’s Cecilia, a calm, collected individual under normal circumstances. She has a refined demeanor, with a matching taste in clothing, cuisine, and artistry—but appreciates the simpler things too, sometimes. She has a quiet confidence, but is usually chill and goes with the flow. She’ll totally give you a scathing verbal smackdown (although kept classy, to a certain extent) if she thinks you’re being a fuckhead. Cecilia is a studious, well-educated, but still active woman that enjoys history and the pursuit of the arts.
Of course, these are not normal circumstances. While she doesn’t instantly judge, she still thinks clothes maketh the (wo)man, and the barest possible skin coverage in a costume is utterly… unacceptable. Cecilia actually doesn’t mind cosplaying in cute outfits, but she thinks of this particular costume as ridiculous, scandalous, and highly embarrassing. She wants to wring the neck of whatever being dumped her in this world with the barest of shreds of clothing.
Background:
Cecilia is an actual, legitimate, true-blood upper class girl from a British noble family. She has a posh life, with impressive digs in London, and an equally fancy ancestral estate in the countryside. Although she comes from a background with a significant legacy and certain connections, most of her achievements are her own.
As a lover of the great British pastime of stealing foreign cultural artifacts, Cecilia wants to follow in the footsteps of her great ancestors and become a museum curator. She was studying for a master’s in history before being rather rudely ripped away from the perfectly pleasant life she was having.
Costume Overview:
Type: Hybrid Warrior/Caster
Source: Phantasy Star
Imagery:Maximum defense bikini armor
Powers/Abilities/Spells: - Auto-Cleaning: Your costume somehow washes itself daily, meaning you never need to worry about stains or bad smell! Neat.
- Auto-Repair: Should your costume ever become torn or damaged, don't worry! It somehow restores and repairs itself daily, meaning maintenance is a non-issue! ... Unless you're in a still on-going fight.
- Pajama Party: …It’s the same damn costume. Without the clangy metal bits.
- Stat Boost (Mnor): Cecilia's costume grants her a slight boost to magic power and magic recovery.. It also grants her a very slight increase to her physical endurance.
- Warding Garb: At this stage, Cecilia's costume provides an odd amount of defense, due to the nature of one of her abilities. The ares that are covered by her costume have the same defensive strength of a 2 inch thick sheet of massive solid steel. The areas that aren't covered by her outfit have none. She also has slightly boosted resistance to harmful spells.
- Regenerative Shielding: Have you ever thought about how an advanced version of bikini armor works? Well, this is it. When Cecilia wears this costume, she’s shielded by what’s functionally a force field spell. Normally, this passively conforms to her skin, but she can turn this into a more active bubble form that she can even extend to other party members although with reduced effectiveness. It is good against physical attacks and offensive spells, hot and cold, and if she’s aware of it, can filter dangerous gases too. A little bit of creativity can let her use the energy offensively. If it depletes too much from being hit too much or too hard, it will fail. That’s bad, naturally.
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