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Day 9 of my Christmas advent/challenge thing.
Snow really does suck. Now excuse me while I go shovel.
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Snow really does suck. Now excuse me while I go shovel.
Sticking near the back of the group of children, though not so far as to draw attention, was a slim girl who's face was covered by a gray hoodie. While her hands were shoved in her pockets, her posture was not bad -- she certainly didn't look as confident and at ease as the pretty blonde girl, but she wasn't letting much weakness show either.
Under the hood, however, Phoebe chewed nervously on her lip, her eyes darting around to take in her strange and intimidating surroundings. Her heart beat hard against her chest as she wondered what she was getting into.
After entering a room and taking her seat, a man addressed them, insisting that they were his children and he their father. If she had dwelled on it, she would have certainly been at least a little unsettled, but it was the other piece of information that he gave them that held her attention.
Her family would be told that she was... dead? She'd never see her sister again?
Phoebe felt a lump in her throat and tears sting her eyes. Everything that was happening... it was overwhelming. She took her left hand out of her pocket and pulled the hood further down over her face.
She didn't want her sister to think she was gone. She wanted to protest, to speak up and tell the man how she felt. But she couldn't bring herself to open up her mouth, to have all the other kids' attention shift onto her. So she sat in silence, eyes to the ground, and fought back her tears.
It took a gunshot to snap her out of her self-pity. Her head snapped up and she gave a sharp yelp -- she was more startled than anything. It took her a moment to even realize that a gun had just gone off. She stared, piecing together the situation. The man in charged had just shot at one of his 'children.' A boy, who had been one of the more vocal kids. He seemed to be okay, she noted with relief.
And now she knew that the man was insane. While she hadn't been planning on causing a scene to begin with, she'd make sure not to do anything wrong now.
As Phoebe recovered from the shock, a green-haired girl - at least, Phoebe was pretty sure she was a girl - asked another question. Phoebe could only slightly shake her head, dumbfounded with how every other kid in the room seemed so... calm. Asking away like this was all normal, like the guy who insisted on being called Father hadn't just fired at one of them. Like they weren't just told they were dead to their families and that they were supposed to pilot high-tech military robots. The only other person that was reacting normally was a black-haired girl.
This entire situation was ridiculous. Overwhelming, scary, and ridiculous.
The Doctor answered the question, stating that the first thing they'd be doing is going into solitary confinement. Not something that exactly bothered Phoebe -- all she had done the past few months was lock herself in her room and stare at her ceiling, with the occasional visits to her sister being the only things she looked forward to.
Before much else could happen, the Doctor answered a call, and he clearly didn't like what he was told. Phoebe quickly gathered that the base they were at was about to be attacked by Cruxi. She stayed in her seat, fear coming back to grip her. Some of the other kids were suggesting that they should fight. They were eager to throw themselves at the monsters that had destroyed her home twice, and injured her and her sister. It seemed like everyone here was at least a little insane.
She didn't belong.
Slowly getting up off her chair, her hands still deep in her pockets, she made up her mind. She'd play her part, follow the people who seemed to know what they were doing, and just try to stay alive. She'd find a way to see her sister again. She just needed to push through... whatever this was.
She overheard the boy who had been shot at go on a spiel. What he said at the end caught her attention.
"...so if anyone will die on a battlefield, it should be me. I have no one left to mourn my fate."
She turned slightly towards him and the blonde boy he was speaking to. "It's not like that matters. We're all already dead anyways, as far as everyone outside this facility is concerned," she said quietly.
Stepping up to the snacks, she grabbed what looked like a granola bar with her left hand, and opened it using her teeth, keeping her scarred hand safely tucked away. Taking a small bite, she looked up at the Doctor from under her hood. "Can we--" she began, but hesitated when his eyes met hers. She looked to the side quickly before continuing. "Can we please leave now?" she murmured uncomfortably. "Before anyone else gets it stuck in their heads that fighting now is anything but a stupid idea."
No sooner had the words left her mouth than one of the Spartans in the room spoke up. The kids were to follow the armed men. Good, they were getting somewhere. The information relayed by frantic voice that came over the intercom did nothing to help Phoebe's nerves.
Under the hood, however, Phoebe chewed nervously on her lip, her eyes darting around to take in her strange and intimidating surroundings. Her heart beat hard against her chest as she wondered what she was getting into.
After entering a room and taking her seat, a man addressed them, insisting that they were his children and he their father. If she had dwelled on it, she would have certainly been at least a little unsettled, but it was the other piece of information that he gave them that held her attention.
Her family would be told that she was... dead? She'd never see her sister again?
Phoebe felt a lump in her throat and tears sting her eyes. Everything that was happening... it was overwhelming. She took her left hand out of her pocket and pulled the hood further down over her face.
She didn't want her sister to think she was gone. She wanted to protest, to speak up and tell the man how she felt. But she couldn't bring herself to open up her mouth, to have all the other kids' attention shift onto her. So she sat in silence, eyes to the ground, and fought back her tears.
It took a gunshot to snap her out of her self-pity. Her head snapped up and she gave a sharp yelp -- she was more startled than anything. It took her a moment to even realize that a gun had just gone off. She stared, piecing together the situation. The man in charged had just shot at one of his 'children.' A boy, who had been one of the more vocal kids. He seemed to be okay, she noted with relief.
And now she knew that the man was insane. While she hadn't been planning on causing a scene to begin with, she'd make sure not to do anything wrong now.
As Phoebe recovered from the shock, a green-haired girl - at least, Phoebe was pretty sure she was a girl - asked another question. Phoebe could only slightly shake her head, dumbfounded with how every other kid in the room seemed so... calm. Asking away like this was all normal, like the guy who insisted on being called Father hadn't just fired at one of them. Like they weren't just told they were dead to their families and that they were supposed to pilot high-tech military robots. The only other person that was reacting normally was a black-haired girl.
This entire situation was ridiculous. Overwhelming, scary, and ridiculous.
The Doctor answered the question, stating that the first thing they'd be doing is going into solitary confinement. Not something that exactly bothered Phoebe -- all she had done the past few months was lock herself in her room and stare at her ceiling, with the occasional visits to her sister being the only things she looked forward to.
Before much else could happen, the Doctor answered a call, and he clearly didn't like what he was told. Phoebe quickly gathered that the base they were at was about to be attacked by Cruxi. She stayed in her seat, fear coming back to grip her. Some of the other kids were suggesting that they should fight. They were eager to throw themselves at the monsters that had destroyed her home twice, and injured her and her sister. It seemed like everyone here was at least a little insane.
She didn't belong.
Slowly getting up off her chair, her hands still deep in her pockets, she made up her mind. She'd play her part, follow the people who seemed to know what they were doing, and just try to stay alive. She'd find a way to see her sister again. She just needed to push through... whatever this was.
She overheard the boy who had been shot at go on a spiel. What he said at the end caught her attention.
"...so if anyone will die on a battlefield, it should be me. I have no one left to mourn my fate."
She turned slightly towards him and the blonde boy he was speaking to. "It's not like that matters. We're all already dead anyways, as far as everyone outside this facility is concerned," she said quietly.
Stepping up to the snacks, she grabbed what looked like a granola bar with her left hand, and opened it using her teeth, keeping her scarred hand safely tucked away. Taking a small bite, she looked up at the Doctor from under her hood. "Can we--" she began, but hesitated when his eyes met hers. She looked to the side quickly before continuing. "Can we please leave now?" she murmured uncomfortably. "Before anyone else gets it stuck in their heads that fighting now is anything but a stupid idea."
No sooner had the words left her mouth than one of the Spartans in the room spoke up. The kids were to follow the armed men. Good, they were getting somewhere. The information relayed by frantic voice that came over the intercom did nothing to help Phoebe's nerves.
Gnar The Missing Link said
However just remove the ability to fly, since that's overdoing it a bit. With those changes, she's accepted and you're free to work on a post!
It is done.
Post incoming sometime soon™.
Gnar The Missing Link said
However, when we come to the Frameworks, Marx's Framework doesn't require no editing while I do believe Xlegs' will; especially the Special Ability.
I fiddled with it, main change was the portal stuff. You mentioned there were more things you didn't like, so let me know what those are -- I'll fix them in about twelve hours.
New Framework is done.
Gnar The Missing Link said
And it has been inspected!It looks good and I do like it a lot, however... my one complaint is that it does seem to be a bit melee focused, when we are already melee heavy, even though Rune has switched over:If you're willing to change them to one of the other roles beside Melee,Artillery or Duelist (since that is honestly just a fancier word for another meleer but with a gun), then I think it would be okay.
Mm, I was worried about that. I saw the list you posted on the last page, but I had already entirely written up the Framework, so I figured I may as well post it and see what you said.
I'm having a hard time thinking of another Framework I'd like. A speedy Gunslinger was up there, but we have two of those now. I personally don't think two Snipers would be a good idea, as the role is so specialized that I feel anything I come up with would be too similar to Tatsua's. That leaves Support, and I can't say I'm jumping at the chance to play that.
Though I'd rather play a less-than ideal role than not be in the RP at all, so I'll come up with something as soon as I can. I'm not sure when that'll be, as I'm low on ideas at the moment, but it's coming.
Raijinslayer said
@XlegsDude, your Framework is awesome, and I love the special ability.
Thank you! It's always nice to know someone finds your creations cool.
CS is ready for inspection.
Hmm, I don't know if you've counted me or not, but I'm just dropping in to say I'm working on finishing my sheet right now and will have it up soon.
Sorry for taking so long, I had a bit of a writer's block and didn't have much time to work past it.
Sorry for taking so long, I had a bit of a writer's block and didn't have much time to work past it.
Takaru said
Rui just wants all the girls. Toma wants the guys, the girls and their mothers apparently.
Spread love, not hate <3
Kissu said
Official manwhore of the RP confirmed.
Toma Tanaka - Warakuma Streets
Toma bit his lip, going over what he had learned about Aiko's family. It had been enough to at least make him consider telling Aiko about his own brother, but he opted against that pretty quickly -- going through with that thought would completely nullify the biggest positive of moving from his old home.
Aiko had an outburst in his frustration, during which Toma stayed quiet. He eyed the other boy, trying to figure him out. Toma still wasn't sure if he was worried more about his brother, Noboru, than himself, but judging from his reactions, Toma was certain of something -- there'd be real consequences for the Yamamoto's if Noboru wasn't found.
After Aiko calmed himself down, he turned to Toma, and asked for his help in finding his brother.
Toma put on his signature smile -- slight, relaxed, and confident. "Of course," he said, bending over and picking up Aiko's wallet. "I've come this far with you, haven't I? I don't like leaving things unfinished." He flipped the wallet closed and held it out to his friend. "The mall sounds as good of a place as any to look -- we can ask around, find out if anyone's seen him."
Warakuma Shopping District
As the pair neared the mall, a small store in the distance caught Toma's eye. A flower shop, it looked like, which meant it must have been the building where Kotori lived. Realizing that Kotori and Noboru were both in second year, he decided it was worth seeing if she was home and asking her about the missing boy.
"Hey, Aiko, before we check around the mall, I'd like to make a small detour," he said over his shoulder as he began to make his way to the store. "To visit someone in your brother's year. We can ask her if she's seen him."
Shirohane Flower Shop
Toma opened the door to the building somewhat gingerly, poking his head in as the bell hanging above his head went off. He immediately spotted Kotori, and smiled brightly as he pushed the door fully open and stepped into the store.
"Shiro-- " he started, but cut himself off upon noticing the woman standing next to her, the two clearly related. "Oh, I didn't know you had a sister, Shirohane-san..." as he said the words, he realized, to his embarrassment, that the woman was more than likely Kotori's mother.
He also finally registered that there was a third person already in the store, and that he had just rudely interrupted their conversation.
He really should have taken an extra moment to study the situation before opening his mouth.
Feeling himself go red, he bowed - more deeply than usual to hide his face, eyes to the ground - towards the large stranger and the older Shirohane. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt."
He cringed internally. Why was he so flustered? He never got like this. Knowing that both Kotori and Aiko were there to see him as he was just made it worse.
Still bowing, he took a deep breath and composed himself. Tilting his head, he looked up at the trio with a sheepish grin. "My name's Tanaka Toma. I was hoping I'd be able to ask Shirohane-san a question."
Toma bit his lip, going over what he had learned about Aiko's family. It had been enough to at least make him consider telling Aiko about his own brother, but he opted against that pretty quickly -- going through with that thought would completely nullify the biggest positive of moving from his old home.
Aiko had an outburst in his frustration, during which Toma stayed quiet. He eyed the other boy, trying to figure him out. Toma still wasn't sure if he was worried more about his brother, Noboru, than himself, but judging from his reactions, Toma was certain of something -- there'd be real consequences for the Yamamoto's if Noboru wasn't found.
After Aiko calmed himself down, he turned to Toma, and asked for his help in finding his brother.
Toma put on his signature smile -- slight, relaxed, and confident. "Of course," he said, bending over and picking up Aiko's wallet. "I've come this far with you, haven't I? I don't like leaving things unfinished." He flipped the wallet closed and held it out to his friend. "The mall sounds as good of a place as any to look -- we can ask around, find out if anyone's seen him."
Warakuma Shopping District
As the pair neared the mall, a small store in the distance caught Toma's eye. A flower shop, it looked like, which meant it must have been the building where Kotori lived. Realizing that Kotori and Noboru were both in second year, he decided it was worth seeing if she was home and asking her about the missing boy.
"Hey, Aiko, before we check around the mall, I'd like to make a small detour," he said over his shoulder as he began to make his way to the store. "To visit someone in your brother's year. We can ask her if she's seen him."
Shirohane Flower Shop
Toma opened the door to the building somewhat gingerly, poking his head in as the bell hanging above his head went off. He immediately spotted Kotori, and smiled brightly as he pushed the door fully open and stepped into the store.
"Shiro-- " he started, but cut himself off upon noticing the woman standing next to her, the two clearly related. "Oh, I didn't know you had a sister, Shirohane-san..." as he said the words, he realized, to his embarrassment, that the woman was more than likely Kotori's mother.
He also finally registered that there was a third person already in the store, and that he had just rudely interrupted their conversation.
He really should have taken an extra moment to study the situation before opening his mouth.
Feeling himself go red, he bowed - more deeply than usual to hide his face, eyes to the ground - towards the large stranger and the older Shirohane. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt."
He cringed internally. Why was he so flustered? He never got like this. Knowing that both Kotori and Aiko were there to see him as he was just made it worse.
Still bowing, he took a deep breath and composed himself. Tilting his head, he looked up at the trio with a sheepish grin. "My name's Tanaka Toma. I was hoping I'd be able to ask Shirohane-san a question."
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