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Post by selmette on Nov 24, 2011 11:52:38 GMT -5
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Post by selmette on Nov 24, 2011 11:52:54 GMT -5
> Kiorid: Feelings jam with #-585." you seem upset~" You say with what you hope sounds like genuine concern as you take a seat next to -#585. " is there anything i can do to help perhaps~" "I'm fine," he says. "Well. No. I'm not. Not really. I've just been really out of my element lately. And everything's so stressful with the barrier and I've barely had any time for myself, and now I've got thirteen more brats to look after, and the world's going to end, and life just kind of sucks right now." He runs his hands through his hair. You pat him consolingly. " i understand~ but rest assured we will do the best we can to save everyone~ with my guidance and experience there is a very slim chance of our failure~[/b][/font]" Your words catch in your throat. That is a complete and utter fabrication and you know it. You've foreseen the end of Everything. You know there's nothing that can be done. But you still have to try. The two of you sit in silence for a moment and observe everyone's shenanigans. It's rather disappointing to see that everyone is scurrying around while the fate of all worlds are at stake here. Although you suppose it won't really matter in the end anyway. God you are depressing. > Ceci: ???Hm. Well. You. Really aren't sure what to do now. That's a first. You look in Sean's direction and then quickly at the ground. You consider going over to talk to him, but somehow you get the feeling that he's pretty sick of you. By no one's fault except your own, of course. Sometimes you forget that not everyone finds your mannerisms endearing. For the love of God what are you going to have to do to get to that boy. Be your self? That's ridiculous. What kind of a world are we living in. That will be your last resort. But hopefully things won't ever have to come to that. Then again you'll probably both just end up dead anyway. Maybe you should give him a break and go bother someone else. Although none of your fellow heroes seem particularly inviting. Ikirid maybe? Was that her name? But no, she seems a bit preoccupied at the moment. Well this is depressing why are you not the center of attention and just standing in the corner doing nothing. Your life sucks. You think you can hear something outside the door. You open the door slightly to see if you can make out what's on the other side. ===========>The woman in the front of the line appears to be another Stardust Warrior, with her helmet tucked under her arm and seven people behind her: five trolls and two kids. She reminds you a bit of a sparrow. She has reddish chocolate brown hair and one of those really aesthetically pleasing European noses with light freckles. She looks to be around #-585's age, too. Are all Warriors the same age, you wonder? You find yourself incredibly curious about the Stardust Academy all the sudden. A sudden knock on the door startles you. "May we come in, please?" She says to you impatiently, brushing her hair away with her gloved hand. " oh," You stutter. " o um yea sure i gues." You open the door and step back, allowing the eight of them to step into the room. Mostly everyone directs their attention toward them. "Hello, #-585," she says disparagingly. "As you can see, I've got the other seven with me, and we're all packed up and ready to go if you are. Although you appear to be... busy." "I'm really not in the mood, #756. Don't expect me to put up with any of the usual crap today. And as a matter of fact, I think we're all just about ready to move on. Go on," he says to the heroes. "Sort yourselves into two groups, please. Ten per group." Groups? As in like. Teams? Like competition? Looking around you can see everyone thinking pretty much the same thing. They all group themselves rather quickly, everyone wanting to be with their best friends. Before Blue Team can gather too many members you make sure you get a spot next to Sean. " hi sean! (: is it cool if i join your team?" There. That's better. Not overwhelmingly incomprehensible and still casual enough to be pretty cute. And more than tolerable, you should think. You look around to see who has joined the two of you; Toby, Ikirid, Quil, Tate, Dezret, Ikroye, Vasuki, and Tayuya. So Buck, Cadrax, Kiorid, Fyvell, Aaron, Mina, Flinta, Perdix, Sha os and Aleces are on the other team--oh darn. They've got Kiorid. But you've got Sean's glowy star shirt thingy. So ha. Take that, Red Team. > Kiorid: Do the teamy thing.Oh? What are we doing now. How peculiar. Isn't it wiser just to keep everyone together? Actually no, you're going to say that out loud. " um isn't it wiser just to keep everyone together~[/b][/font]" Regardless you drag Fyvell(much to her reluctance)over to Cadrax. You get the feeling you're going to need to keep an eye on him. ...At least that's what you told Fyvell as an excuse. Really you don't think he'll be any trouble. He never is. And by never you mean always. But really as long as you're on the same team as him you think his shenanigans won't be entirely intolerable for everyone else. Well. That's what you told Fyvell, anyway. And you're pretty sure she doesn't believe you. Oh well. And you'll definitely need to make sure Sha os is where you can see him at all times. And oh god that seadweller looks like she wants to burn everything. She just wants to set everything on fire you are sure of it. God you hate seadwellers. She will have to be on your team as well. It makes you anxious that there are ten other people you won't be able to look after, but seeing as how Toby, Ikirid, Sean, Ceci, Quil, Ikroye, Tate--yeah okay there aren't going to be any problems over there. Probably lots of romantic subplots though. Darn Blue Team with their naturally peaceful demeanor and level-headedness. All poetic and lovey-dovey and crap. Makes you sick. (Actually you think it's cute.) ===========>"Thank you for sorting yourselves in a timely manner," #-585 says. "We've split you into teams because it occurred to us that keeping twenty-two hormonal aliens of varying species in the same area at all times during the end of the world probably isn't the best idea. Especially not when both your planets are famous for being destructive. In a murderous way. Red Team--Kiorid will be your Escort--you will proceed to the Continuum where the Wise Beast is currently stationed. If nothing else, he'll at least push you in the right direction. As for Blue Team, well. Sean and Ceci will be your Escorts. And you guys can pretty much do whatever you want as long as it's something productive. If I were you I would maybe try seeking information? Such as the location of the Pillars? Or the Dream Maker perhaps? Any of the seven ancient purities, really. I've no idea where any of them are and it would be nice if they could provide some assistance. It might also be smart to search for the ancient evils, considering that the villain we're dealing with here fits the criteria. But yeah, go nuts. We can provide transportation only for exiting the Stardust Academy and the asteroid it occupies, but after that you're on your own. I've cast as many protection shields and fortune fields around you as is possible. I don't know if it'll help, but it surely can't hurt to try. We'll hold the barrier together for as long as we can, but do hurry. It takes an unfathomable amount of energy and we're running out of people, fuel, and time. Everyone's sylladices are relatively full, yes? You shouldn't need to contact us, and I would avoid doing so in anything that isn't a case of emergency, but take these." He tossed something at Kiorid and Sean. "You'll figure out how these work eventually. Alright, well, hopefully someone has some useful items lurking in the bottom of their sylladex somewhere. You've each been given a bottomless Team sylladex, remember--Ceci has Blue's and Kiorid Red's. If you've got any last minute questions in need of asking or sylladex-stuffing to do, now is the time to do it. We cannot afford to waste any time. I don't know how to stress that anymore than I already have. So um. Yeah, have fun, good luck, save the world, and don't kill your friends." Maybe you're imagining it, but he looks kind of... sad? To see you go? Aw. That's adorable.
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Post by gold on Nov 24, 2011 14:47:44 GMT -5
?????? ?????? = Flinta Leetse
> Flinta: Burn all the things.
Sounds like a good idea! You look around the group of people near you, and pick out one of them to set on fire. You recall her name being Fyvell. You give her a rather menacing grin, and pick up your flamethrower.
However, before you can start it, you get distracted by Ikroye. He seems to be motioning for you to come and join the other team. You flip the bird at him, and then forget what it was you were going to do. You hate it when that happens.
You examine the rest of your teammates, and decide to interrogate one of them. She seems to be the only human girl ((it's Mina)) on your team, and you don't know her name. You ask her two important questions.
"HEY, YOU. HUMAN GIR7. WHAT IS YOUR NAME, AND WHAT IS YOUR O9INION ON FIRE?" you ask, with your flamethrower absentmindedly aimed at her.
> Ikroye: Worry a bit.
You're pretty good at that. You consider yourself to be Flinta's moirail, and the fact that she is on the other team worries you. You sincerely hope that she doesn't kill them.
It would also appear that you are stuck on the same team as Sean. You really wish you had payed more attention when you were picking teams; you only came to this team because it seemed less... well, less dangerous.
You hope that Sean won't abuse his leadership too badly. Actually, on second thought, this will probably go horribly wrong, and there is no hope for it. It was completely horrible attempting to troll him on the forums. You really hope Ceci will take over. You're sure she would do much better.
While you are confident that the blue team is better built for success than the red team, it worries you that you don't have a set objective. Hopefully, something will pop up that will lead your team to do something useful.
> Sean: Take charge.
You are pretty sure that Escort = Leader, and whether or not it does, you will take it as such. You really are the best Leader. First things first, you respond to Ceci's earlier question. You would have responded earlier, but you were interrupted by #-585.
"Seeing as we've been assigned positions here, I can't say I see why not. Sure."
You notice that you understood every word she said clearly. This is... good. If she's to be your fellow Leader Escort, then it's about time she started speaking well. You would consider flirting with her a little bit, just to see how she reacts, but you have IMPORTANT LEADER DUTIES to attend to. Perhaps you'll try that later.
First off, there are three trolls on your team that were just brought in from another room. They probably trolled the forum like all of the others, but that doesn't mean you know who they are. If you're going to lead them to victory, you should know them.
You point them out and ask "You three, introduce yourselves." ((Tayuya, Dezret, and Vasuki.))
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2011 17:02:15 GMT -5
> Be Tate.
Don't be silly. How can you possibly be Tate now if you have already been Tate your entire life?
> Tate: Stand.
You are getting tired of standing and waiting and standing and waiting. And waiting for what, exactly? You have no idea. Only this feeling like something big is coming, you just don't know what.
You wiggle your toes in your shoes. They are your ugliest shoes, but they are your adventure shoes, and you're quite glad they're the shoes you decided to wear today because it seems like you'll be need them.
The spacepeople start talking about things. Their words sound important.
> Tate: Fail to pay attention.[/b]
You're too busy wondering how you're capable of breathing when you appear to be on the moon. Or in a strange building on the moon. How did you even get on the moon, anyway?
You're are quite positive that all of this is some strange dream. Still, you're quite glad your dreamself has the sensibility to wear proper shoes.
The spacepeople are saying things, and even though you're not really listening you catch something about teams. Red and blue. What is this, some sort of game? Capture the spaceflag, perhaps?
> Tate: Look around.
It seems people have already gathered into teams, and since you're sort of standing at the fringes of one group, you guess you're included in that time. Oh. Okay. You hope you're on the blue team. You quite like the color blue.
You wonder why these people have grey skin and horns and why they haven't eaten you yet. The one across the room seems to like fire, and that twitch seems to suggest that she likes setting things on fire even more. You wish she was on your team. She seems like fun.
> Tate: Observe your teammates.[/u]
There is a boy and he is talking and he has a star on his shirt, so he must be the leader. You nod. You are okay with that.
He seems to be addressing the grey people you met on the moon, but he doesn't seem to see you. Maybe you're invisible? Maybe you are a ghost. That would make sense. If you were a ghost then the first thing you'd do would be visit the moon, although that doesn't seem to explain what everyone else is doing here.
You wonder if this means you're intangible as well. You decided to test out this theory.
The person standing closest to you is one of the grey people, and while she looks like a girl you aren't really sure because who even knows if aliens have genders, assuming if that is what they are. She is vaguely snakelike.
You decide you want to pull her hair.
> Tate: Pull the hair of the vaguely snakelike grey alien person.
You pull the girl's hair. Oh. Seems as if you are not a ghost after all.
Well, then.
What now?
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Post by Lord Hayati on Nov 24, 2011 17:13:36 GMT -5
> Aaron: Consult with Kiorid.
you feel like Time has gone by for who knows how long. you might as well chat with your "team" leader, and get things sorted out. you slowly walk up, and hold out a hand to Kiorid.
"Uh... Hello, Kiorid. I guess I'm Your team? I'm Still a bit left In the Dark, But I'll Try my Best to Understand.
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Post by Naga on Nov 24, 2011 17:19:52 GMT -5
((Selm. Selm; Sha os' eyes? What happened? We all wanna knoo----ow~! >.< )) Tayuya: Introduce yourselfvesYou are suddenly rushed into a room filled with many other PEOPLE; both trolls and "humanes", or whatever. You can't recall what occurred before hand, but you are sure that whatever did happen will reveal itself in TIME. Or NOT. Not only are you rushed into a room, but your forced into a team; the BLUE one, it seems. And the most recent rushed and forced action is one of the humanes - one of the two apparent ESCORTS - is asking you to introduce yourself. You glance at him; he isn't BORING, at least not yet. And besides, you might as well. ~Hello Everyone. My Name Is +ayuya, And I+'s Nice +o Mee+ You All~You smile after you complete your INTRODUCTION. You are quite determined to make this entertaining, no matter the COST. You contemplate stirring up some trouble. Maybe give someone a small SHOCK. You figure it couldn't hurt; not you at least. But who? You look around, attempting to decide who to give a small ZAP to. Shados: ???[/u] -WAIT FOR YOUR FATE-
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Post by Robyn on Nov 24, 2011 18:09:17 GMT -5
> Fyvell: Join the Red Team.
Uh, okay. You're not opposed to this, but it's not exactly your choice either, as Kiorid has wasted no time in grabbing your arm and carting you over to stand near Cadrax. You accidentally brush up against his sleeve, and he snatches him arm away and sneers at you. She has assured you that she needs to keep an eye on him and that he won't be absolutely unbearable to have as a teammate.
You are pretty sure you do not believe her.
But maybe there are some saving graces to this team? You see Buck has decided to gravitate over, and you are genuinely glad. He gets on Cadrax's nerves, and that could probably be enough basis for you two to become fairly good friends.
In fact, you are sure it is enough. You make a mental note to chat him up at some point later.
The rest of the group seems fairly innocuous, save for that one troll you know as Flinta, who is giving you a rather...predatory stare. You do not like the look on her face one bit, especially not with her fins twitching around like that.
What's that even supposed to signify? You have no idea. You're not exactly versed in seadweller culture. And is that a flamethrower in her hands?
Oh. That. Could be a problem.
> Toby: Join the Blue Team.
In the mess of people and aliens being sorted, you don't feel much like you're really joining anything. It is more of a scramble-push-oh-guess-I'm-over-here-now sort of thing.
From the varying looks of bewilderment on nearly everyone's faces, you'd say they all feel pretty much the same way as well. It appears that your group has the most humans in it, and you feel a little relieved.
You see that Tate from the forums has joined the party, which is nice. She always seemed pretty cool online, if not a little spaced out, so that makes seeing her in action a pretty surreal and amusing experience.
There she goes, tugging on one of the alien's hair. This troll in particular looks a little...venemous. You are prepared to intervene if Tate's curiosity ends up enraging the snaky one, but you're pretty sure it won't come to that.
At least. You hope it won't.
You're also rather glad to see that the one troll you would've liked to be on your team IS on your team.
"Hey, Ikirid! Same team, alright" you say approvingly.
You feel like a high-five would be more than appropriate, but you know that if you offered one you'd have to explain it again. And while you wouldn't mind explaining the mechanics of a high-five in the least, it would seem that there are more important things going on at the moment.
Sean has embraced his escort abilities (you're trying not to think about the unintentional hilarity of the term), ordering the new trolls to introduce themselves. You tune in to hear their names. You figure it's probably important to get to know your new teammates as much as possible.
> Fyvell: =====>
Okay, Flinta's distracted now. Phew.
All in all, you can deal with this. If Kio thinks you belong on the red team, then you'll do it for her. The fate of everything is in your collective hands, after all.
Though you are not sure how you feel about going to see this so-called Wise Beast. #-585 made it sound helpful, but calling anything a beast would make it sound inherently frightening, you think.
You look at the shiny new group sylladex in Kiorid's possession and are reminded that you still have a slot or two left open. Just as the thought crosses your mind, you hear something shift and clatter somewhere close behind you.
Discreetly, you step back, turn around, and look down to the floor. One of the boxes has caved in a little under its own mildewing weight, and as a result, what looks to be a little camera has tumbled out over its corner.
You pick it up. It is silver, boxy, and heavy, with a little grey wrist strap dangling off of the side. A digital display screen takes up the back, black and square. It doesn't look Alternian, but the control scheme seems instinctive enough. It might even take videos!
You are insanely pleased by the thought, and you captchalogue it quickly. It blips out of your hands and into its new card home.
You step back besides Kio and glance at the human boy talking to her.
You also feel a bit left in the dark, to be honest, but hopefully she'll know where the Continuum is and what to do about the Wise Beast.
She seems to know a lot about these sorts of things.
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Post by friday on Nov 24, 2011 19:19:33 GMT -5
> Cadrax: Be on the Red Team.
To be honest, you aren't very satisfied with the team arrangements. At all. The prospect of working with Buck and Fyvell instead of against them being one of your main concerns. You would have chosen the other team, but everyone was ushered into groups so suddenly that you can only chalk it up to destiny that you're stuck with the ingrates you are.
At least Kiorid was sorted onto your team, too. All of her attempts to keep things in balance seem particularly meddlesome to you, but despite the endless annoyance, it has saved you time when everyone (okay maybe just you in most cases) got too carried away. Other than that, you really aren't sure what to think of her. She's done a good job at keeping her blood color an enigma and acting weird in general. Kiorid's never done anything for you or against you, really. She's just...there. Either way, leaving the task of team leader to her seemed to be the wisest choice. If anyone knew anything about the Continuum and weird beasts, it was Kiorid.
Your train of thought quickly veers off in the other direction when a few new members are added to the team. There's a human you guess to be female, another troll, and
oh god oh god oh god oh god no no no
You try to keep your breathing under control, but you're mostly unsuccessful, the short gasps making your fear all the more evident. Your vascular system bangs around in your chest upon spotting her fins. It could be said that you've never actually seen a seadweller in the flesh before. But that would be silly. Of course you have. They should be old news to you. Nothing special at all.
oh god but she's on your team
Balling your clammy hands into fists, you attempt to swallow your panic and regain your cool. No sick feelings whatsoever, that's you. Perfectly peachy. There's no way you could crumble like that in front of everyone, and the thought of the consequences for doing so is pretty much the only thing holding you together. The seadweller moved her attention away to the human girl, so there shouldn't be much left to worry about for now anyway. You just hope no one saw your initial reaction, covering it by looking just as calm and controlled as you were in the first place. Sort of.
oh nooooooo
> Ikirid: Get settled into your new team.
You have no trouble with this! You really couldn't have asked for a better team. It has a good number of cool-looking trolls and interesting humans, not to mention your favorite of the latter. Toby greets you, and some gesture of celebration feels fitting, but your differences make it difficult and leave nothing but an awkward pause.
You laugh, easily brushing it off. Maybe you both could create some sort of SUPER AWESOME AND SOMEWHAT SECRETIVE GESTURE for times like these later on. "Yeah~! The blue team rules~! 8D"
Toby's attention is turned to more important matters, and rightly so. You listen to the instructions given, trying to store away whatever information you can, even though paying attention has never been one of your strong suits. Mention of the Dream Maker piques your interest. Perhaps you could consult with your team leader and suggest that you all look into that before anything else. You don't know what'll happen when you fall asleep now anyway, so attempting to fix that issue first might be pretty important. You really aren't sure though; there seem to be a number of things you could do now, and it's all pretty confusing. Maybe you'll understand it all with time.
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Post by Char on Nov 24, 2011 19:35:43 GMT -5
Vasuki: Be the snaketroll.Why should you be a snaketroll? That is absolutely stupid. You've been a snaketroll ever since you were conceived in the brooding caverns. You were fated to become a snaketroll even before that, and it was solidifed when dragon-mom became your lusus. Oh yeah, and you realized you had sharp fangs filled with a most curious and non-toxic but highly dangerous sleeping venom. So why should you be something that you already are? Stop this. Vasuki: Join the Blue Team already!
Everything around you is hazy, perhaps because you just started to play the Game. Good for you. Just a few minutes ago you were hooking up your game grub to the network when suddenly you felt like you were being chucked through a wormhole. And not the spacey kind, but an actual, tiny worm hole. And then there was grey, with shadows everywhere. One reaches up to you. Vasuki: Get hair pulled.You utter the most furious snarl you have ever uttered in your entire life. Even when confronting the terrifying jungle flora and fauna of your environment, you have never let such a furious snarl pass between your black lips. The fangs on your upper and lower jaw flicker as you face your tormentor. You don't even respond to the command of that kid to introduce yourself. You're too busy taking umbrage. "HISSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!" "Just what exssactly iss your problem? >:[["(You may inquire as to what I mean when I didn't start immediately on the moon. I'm assuming that Vasuki's form is being manifested during the whole duration of the convo, so she was unable to fully respond until now, though she has been arranged and has heard everything that has passed)
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Post by WiP on Nov 24, 2011 23:46:49 GMT -5
> Mina: Stop panicking.
You’re working on it, but the forces of the universe seem intent on taking each and every one of your nerves out behind the woodshed and putting them out of their misery.
After the panic attack you had outside (which involved you turning off your hearing aid and shutting your eyes until someone started poking you) you feel a little numb. And rather ticked off.
How dare these people kidnap you and force you to join a team of weird aliens and kids you barely know, even if it is to save the universe or something like that? Once you get out of this mess, they’ll be hearing from you, yes sir. You’ll get a lawyer and sue them out of every weird alien penny they own.
That being said, when you are approached by a weird alien girl with a weird alien accent, you aren’t really in the mood to entertain their weird alien fetish.
i’m mina valdez; explain to me RIGHT NOW how fire is in ANY WAY applicable to our current situation AT ALL and i might consider having an opinion about it
> Dezret: Be the hero.[/u]
You’re working on it, and the forces of the universe seem intent on helping you reach that goal in every way possible.
The universe needs saving, and you’ve been chosen to help with this saving. You’re extremely excited and can’t get over the fact of how lucky you are. You tried to get as much information from the woman who led you to the other heroes-to-be, but she didn’t give you much. Eventually she sent you to the back of the group when you wouldn’t stop trying to hold her hand or put your arm around her shoulders. Oh well.
Being behind the rest of the troop, there isn’t much room on either team; you end up on the blue team. You are approached by a boy (you guess), but you aren’t sure how to address him. You can’t really tell what his blood color is. It may be possible that their race doesn’t even have a blood-based hierarchy, as is the case with the other alien race you’re familiar with. He is the leader, however, so you decide respect is the best way to go.
Sir;_I_am_Dezret_Selpra;_sir._I_am_a_skilled_marksman;_and_I_am_willing_to_whatever_is_needed_to_help_protect_the_universe;_sir. You salute, staring off into the distance.
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Post by Roughtiger on Nov 25, 2011 0:41:48 GMT -5
((I have no idea what I'm doing so I'm just gonna put down anything!!!! for now.))
> RT: Watch on
You do exactly that. It seems everyone's sorted out their stuff. So much for sending that gift...if it reached them that is. Strangely enough, this reminds you of something that happened in the past. Oh wow, you're remembering something.
A friend of yours, your 'leader', split a group of you and your other friends/cohorts/enemies/whatever up into two teams. Except, it wasn't red and blue if you remember rightly. That's as far as the memory goes.
And suddenly, the power goes out. You lose all the power going to your plugged in computers and not to mention, all the food in the fridge(s) will go off soon.
"H**fbeast crap."
You blame the faulty wiring of this place even though it was you who put the wiring in, and go off to find the source of this power cut. Luckily, you have a portable computer phone thingy with you. It won't let you see what's going on however, but at least it can still send and receive messages. IF you decided to message anyone. And yes, you do know the phone has a name, you're just having one of those blank moments. AS usual.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2011 16:27:36 GMT -5
> Tate: Fail to see the problem.
What problem? You have no problems. You are a'okay. You are on the moon. There are aliens. There are people you've never seen before in your life, although they do look oddly familiar.
There are teams, which means there are sides, which means there is something you need to be fighting for.
(You wonder what that is.)
Yes. No problems, no problems at all.
Except, perhaps, for the snakelike one hissing in your face. It's funny. She kind of reminds you of someone you used to know. Or someone you thought you once knew.
oh , you say. I was just ... wondering whether you were real , or not .[/font]
You clasp your hands together, fingers entwining with fingers. or whether I was .
You look around at the other people in your team, and the people in the other teams, and the aliens, in both your team and the other team. When you speak, you speak to no one in particular, but you hope someone answers all the same.
have we met before ?[/font]
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Post by Naga on Nov 25, 2011 17:39:20 GMT -5
> Tayuya: Be overrun by guilt boredom[/u]
How quite annoying. You've hardly met these people and you are already becoming BORED with them.
You think it's time that you add some ELECTRICITY.
However, the question remains; who?
You look around, attempting to decide.
Hmm; yes, HIM.
The highblood running the facade of having GOLDEN blood.
You rub your thumb and forefinger together, before snapping.
A small bolt of electricity flies towards his leg, glowing BRIGHTLY.
You hope nobody sees it.
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Post by Lord Hayati on Nov 25, 2011 17:50:06 GMT -5
> Aaron: notice.
You Notice a small bolt of condensed energy, A.K.A, lighting come out and shock one of those alien people who obviously seems rich.
you quickly Pull out your WARRIOR'S STICK.
"you Failed your Stealth check, Bro. Roll for Initative!"
Normally, you'd leave tabletop game terms out of your regular speaking habit, but you couldn't pass it up this time.
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Post by gold on Nov 25, 2011 20:12:10 GMT -5
> Flinta: Respond.
You gesture to your flamethrower. "BECAUSE I HAVE THIS."
> Sean: Be the leader.
Two of the trolls introduce themselves. One of them reminds you somewhat of Ikroye, and the other introduces herself as Tayuya and then promptly sends a bolt of BRIGHT ELECTRICITY towards some guy on the other team. The third troll just got her hair pulled.
This... is unacceptable. You decide to ignore the hair-pulling for now, and focus on Tayuya's sudden obvious attack.
You equip your Pistol and say, "Just because we're on teams doesn't mean it's a competition. Quit zapping people."
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