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Post by Char on Nov 25, 2011 20:39:49 GMT -5
Vasuki: Arm yourself with SNAKEBITE!
This place is weird. Although you're all in teams, and the general train of thought is that you won't kill each other, you never know. What if someone like this hissing fool tries to do some damage? You would need to defend yourself and kill if necessary. Team mates or no, they are all a threat. That other team is also a threat. You've lived in a half-submerged jungle hive with only dragon mom to take care of you, so although you have a great online life, you're kind of a loner otherwise. Self-preservation is an absolute must. Unless these guys earn your trust (and that might not be possible now, thanks hair pulling pink-skinned hornless fang-less alien) you won't be defending them anytime soon. It's your skin you're wearing, you'd better keep it intact.
What better way to do so than to arm yourself!
Vasuki: Where are those bloody...ah!
About hissing time. There are your handblades, who you have nicknamed Snakebite because of the marks they leave behind. Maybe one day you'll alchemize them with your Starcraft disk to make the Warpblades of Zeratul, but that's not going to be on your mind for a long time. You slip the leather gloves with their dagger attachments onto your hands. Now you're ready to defend yourself if necessary!
Vasuki: Threaten
"I sshall deal with you later." You utter under your breath. That wasn't a warning, that was a definite threat. Offense cannot be allowed to remain undealt with. Maybe you should stop getting offended by everything, the kid's reason was reasonable enough.
But you're kind of angry.
You don't care. Besides the anger simmers down later, even if the grudge remains. Something tells you that you will troll this kid and perhaps that other fellow who is standing nearby. Naughty Vasuki!
Vasuki: Abscond
You march soundly away from the party, completely and purposefully ignoring that self-promoted leader who is commanding everyone as if he owns the place. Your heart immediately yearns to cause mischief with him, but mischief can wait. You settle down a distance away from everyone else, including that awesome blueblood who just zapped someone on the other team, and decided to observe both teams without being too obvious about it.
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Post by Robyn on Nov 26, 2011 5:21:53 GMT -5
> Fyvell: Be vigilant.
You always are! And it's a good thing too, because your ever-constant vigilance is exactly what alerted you to the bolt of lightning hurtling towards your general location. It is so ludicrously bright that it would be crazy for anyone to have not seen it, but your diligence has helped you noticed it that much more quickly.
> Fyvell: Narrowly avoid being struck.
"Who~a!!!!!" you mutter, stepping out of the way.
You can feel the heat off the bolt as it misses you...and zaps Cadrax instead. He jumps about a foot in the air, yelps, and squeaks out just about the most high-pitched curse you've heard to date.
It is pretty much the funniest thing you have ever seen.
> Fyvell: Laugh your ass off.
"AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA O~H MY GOOOOOO~D LOO~K AT YO~UR FACE YO~U JU5T O~H MY GO~D HAHAHAHAHA"
Oh, you are.
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Post by WiP on Nov 26, 2011 10:13:33 GMT -5
>Dezret: Admire Sean’s leadership abilities.
He sure does seem to be taking his role in stride. He’s already getting to work on straightening out the more impulsive members of the group. You’re becoming more sure by the minute that you will enjoy serving under him.
>Dezret: Be social.
Now that your leader is busy, you’d best get to know your other comrades. You look around. Most everybody is either in a conversation or about to get in a fight. You head over to two members of your team who don’t seem too preoccupied.
>Dezret: Greet Toby and Ikirid cautiously.
After all, you hardly know these people. They could be violent for all you know, and you wouldn’t want them angry at you. You walk up and throw an arm around each of their shoulders.
Hi;_I’m_Dezret! You grin widely at each of them in turn.
>Mina: Be annoyed.
You restrain yourself. Either this fish-chick is trying to intimidate you, or she just really likes fire. If she is trying to intimidate you, then she’s probably uncomfortable or nervous and feels the need to assert herself. If she does just like fire… well, everyone can have a hobby, you guess. You doubt she’d use the thing, in any case.
Probably. Hopefully.
alright, and what do you intend to do with that, mama?
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Post by Naga on Nov 26, 2011 13:48:17 GMT -5
> Tayuya: Be Calmly Composed[/u]
Hmm; that isn't too difficult.
You finally do something that you hope will bring about some sort of excitement, and you are practically instantly asked to stop; The person that asked for an introduction earlier is now asking you to quit zapping people.
Oh well. As tempted as you are to ignore him, you realize that it would be in your better INTEREST to apologize.
~Oh, Sorry. I Hones+ly Don'+ Know Wha+ Came Over Me~
You look up at him, doing your best to look apologetic.
======> Roll
However, you can't hold you pose too long, as one of the red team's members is muttering something about 'Stealth' and 'Initiative' or whatever.
You feel the requirement to point out that this is NOT a GAME, however, you don't. You do, however, address him directly.
~I'm Qui+e Sorry; I Don'+ Unders+and Wha+ Your +alking Abou+~
~Either Way, I Apologize For +ha+ li++le Zap~
~I+ Won'+ Happen Again~
You smile as kindly as you can, actually hoping to get along.
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Post by friday on Nov 26, 2011 20:11:41 GMT -5
> Cadrax: Keep calm andHOLY WHAT
You were so fixated on regaining your composure that you didn't see the spark of the lightning heading towards you till the last second. A sharp burning sensation snakes up your leg, an audible crackle ringing in your ears as the bolt strikes its target. There's no time to bite back your yell, seeing as you're too busy springing back in surprise. The jolt didn't hurt nearly as much as it scared you. In an attempt to convey your shock in a more dignified manner, you utter a loud swear, only to have to come out even more feeble and pathetic than the previous outburst.
The first thing you hear after the scare is Fyvell's unrestrained laughter, making the situation all the more embarrassing. You really, really hope you aren't blushing.
"|shuut uup youu contuumeliouus deformed wench of a troll god can youu not juust stop it for once|" Your voice still sounds hoarse and shrill. You doubt her laughter will subside any time soon and you're too flustered to keep up a good argument. This downward spiral just never ends, does it.
> Ikirid: Greet the cool new troll!
You look back at Dezret with an equally wide grin, mimicking his actions and throwing an arm over his shoulder. You have to stand on your tiptoes to reach properly. "Hi~! 8D My name's Ikirid~"
Hehe, you like this guy. You really weren't expecting that at all, really! Even while he's of a much lower blood than you, he's still surprisingly open and friendly. A welcome change to how a good majority of trolls seemed to act.
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Post by gold on Nov 27, 2011 17:20:49 GMT -5
> Flinta: Demonstrate.
Instead of telling her, why not show her? You look around the room, and find a large pile of boxes near the groups. You walk up to it and set it on fire.
"THAT'S WHAT I 97AN TO DO WITH IT."
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Post by Robyn on Nov 28, 2011 2:20:53 GMT -5
> Fyvell: Alright, calm down, jeez.
Hehehehehe, okay. Okay, you're getting there. That was just. Wow. That guy gives you crap all the time, and it was just nice to see a little random retribution. You'd be more worried if you thought he was hurt, but you're pretty sure that little zap didn't do a lot more than scare him. And you'd really only be worried out of obligation since you guys are teammates now. If circumstances were different, you're pretty sure you wouldn't care one way or the other.
He goes into one of his usual indignant tirades, and that only serves to send you into another giggle fit.
"Co~ntumelio~u5? That'5 new. O~kay," you say, rolling your eyes and grinning.
You are rolling your eyes just so hard right now. Where does he even come up with this stuff? Contumelious. Wow.
> Toby: Shake Dezret's hand.
That would be the proper way to meet someone for the first time, but Dezret obviously has different plans. You find it a little weird that his arm is already around your shoulders. You two are not even acquaintances yet, much less bros.
"Uh, hey," you say, "I'm Toby"
Ikirid seems to have already taken a shine to him, so you guess he can't be that bad. He certainly seems friendly enough. You have this weird itching feeling inside you though, the compulsion for a proper polite human introduction nagging at the edge of your very soul.
God, you want to shake his hand.
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Post by Naga on Nov 28, 2011 22:43:32 GMT -5
>==<= Shaos::. SpeAkYou don't know if you should. If you can. You still don't honestly know what kind of condition you are in. You were placed in a team - the red one, you beleive, would be fitting - so you think that you are feeling good enough to greet one of the newer people here. But your eyes still sting. You hope that you can see. Can you see? You don't know. You provide yourself with an ultimatum; until you figure out what kind of condition you are in, you refuse to initiate any conversations. Once you do... Maybe.
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Post by WiP on Nov 30, 2011 23:20:23 GMT -5
>Mina: Fondly regard fire.
ARE YOU INSANE? you scream, thinking you know rather well what the answer is. You’re beginning to believe all these trolls are insane. If they’re not shooting lightning at people or getting into fights, then they’re setting the whole building on fire. You’re in space, for god’s sake! The fire could suck up all the oxygen or make the place explode or something!
Frigging gosh darn aliens. You just want to go home.
You turn to Kiorid. you’re supposed to be the leader or something aren’t you? will you PLEASE DISARM THIS CHICK OR SOMETHING
You decide to scream at the only adults in the room as well, because you’re in a rather screamy mood. HELLO? RESPONSIBLE ADULTS? FIRE?
>Dezret: Complete greeting phase of Mission: Befriend Teamates.
You grin again at both of them. Nice_to_meet_you_both._Do…
You whip your head up when you hear screaming, and see the bright flames in the corner of the room. You decide that this situation might actually be kind of dangerous. Best do something about this.
>Dezret: Calmly abscond.
FIRE!_EVERYBODY_OUT!_LET’S_GO!
You pick up Ikirid and throw her over your shoulder. You considering doing the same with Toby, but you’re not certain you’d be able to carry him that way. You grab him by the hand and drag the two of them quickly towards the door.
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Post by Lord Hayati on Nov 30, 2011 23:51:50 GMT -5
Aaron: Put out fire.So you have a Pyromaniac on your team. excellent. just what you needed. Great, I Get the Semi-insane People.you pull out your stick, wanting to bonk that ALIEN GREY MOOSE PERSON on the head. but what you wish is that you had some water to douse this ... -insert action of FLIPP'D aaron summoning water. somehow. (power of imagination? lol) Wait. how'd you make that small torrent of water? ... wow. You must have some mind powers. or something. also, you now have a nice big headache. you open a small flask and drink some more of the candy corn draught you baught with some strange coins out in the food area. Not insane. you swear. (Ooc: yes, aaron is slightly like miss mom lalonde.)
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Post by Char on Dec 1, 2011 0:10:29 GMT -5
Vasuki: Enjoy warmth...oh wait.That's weird. Wasn't it cold just a few minutes ago? A whoosh of heat just came out of nowhere and at first you suspected it was just your own anger heating you up but then you realized that it wasn't it. A tongue of flame appears over the boxes beside which you were sitting. Uh oh. What do you do? Vasuki: Respond accordinglyFleeing is for chumps. You aren't afraid of a little fire. That is before one of the boxes that happens to contain a suspicious supply of oil bursts. Pieces of box and ember scatter you, burning your left arm a tad. You bite your tongue to stop from screaming until it bleeds. Vasuki: Mesmerize.The funny thing about snakes is that they are mesmerized by a lot of things. You happen to be much like a snake. You love music and dance to any beat. You also happen to be petrified of a lot of fire. Even though something was put out by a small squirt of water from the other side of the boxes, you don't run. You're too busy staring at the flames as they dance, and you can't move. It's like your legs are made of lead. You just want to keep staring at the fire forever. The pain in your arm disappears. The smoke in your lungs is nothing....those hacking coughs are nothing...
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2011 12:15:26 GMT -5
Tate: Calmly observe chaos.[/b]
You do just that.
Gosh - fire, ice, lightning. It is like this is some sort of video game. That would explain the teams. You start looking at the ceiling for stray pixels. Maybe you should try walking into a wall, just to see if it swallows you or leads to a secret room.
Some people are starting to evacuate, but you just stand there, looking at the flames like some deranged moth.
God. You wish you had your camera.
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Post by Robyn on Dec 2, 2011 10:50:10 GMT -5
> Fyvell: Check out that fire. [/u] Wow, that thing just popped out of nowhere, didn't it? Except for not really, because you've been super vigilant this whole time (as always!) and you took measures to prevent any unfortunate accidents from happening as soon as Flinta aimed her flamethrower at those boxes-- namely, getting yourself the heck out of the way. The flames are now crackling pleasantly and spreading across this whole mountain of cardboard in a rather spectacular display. God. You wish you had your camera. OH WAIT, YOU TOTALLY DO. Well, not your camera specifically. You know, your high-tech personalized mega awesome video camera you retrofitted with a series of super sweet sniper lasers? You're pretty sure that's still at your hive, nestled safely in its case in your respiteblock. It's a shame it's not here, but this human one you found should do nicely. You retrieve it from your sylladex and snap a few pictures. You also manage to shoot a neat little video of Vasuki staring at the flames. Her eyes are wide, and fire reflects off of them as they remain unblinking. It is rather poetic, you think. You click the camera off and recaptchalogue it. Okay, this smoke is starting to get a little ridiculous. Coughing, you step away from the bonfire and turn to Kiorid. " Uh, 5ho~uld we take thi5 a5 o~ur cue to~ get go~ing?? It'5 getting reelly 5mo~ky in here. Kind o~f fiery. Little bit dangero~u5, feel5 like.[/font][/color]" > Toby: Hold hands with another dude. [/u] Whoa, that is NOT what this i-- Actually, yes, that is totally what this is. You are so uncomfortable right now it is not even funny. First you can't even shake hands with this troll, and now this? It's...it's a violation, quite frankly. And you are a little bit disappointed you weren't quick enough to get Ikirid yourself, but as long as she's okay, you suppose you're fine with that. You'd hate to see that kid get hurt. Dezret is trying to tug you both towards the exit, but something strange catches your eye. That snaky troll-girl seems extremely preoccupied with the fire. She isn't blinking or moving, but her eyes are watering and she is starting to cough from the smoke. Without really thinking, you grab her by the nearest arm you can snag, trying to get her to at least move out of the way of any burning debris that might be about to fall. " Come on![/font][/color]" By Dezret's insistence, you all make a beeline for the way out. You vaguely wonder if the rest of your teammates are following suit or if you all just look kind of dumb right now.
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Post by gold on Dec 2, 2011 14:07:52 GMT -5
> Flinta: Ignore the girl. Focus on the fire.
You're already doing that. You decide to make sure that this pile is completely on fire before moving on to the next one. Sure, it'll spread itself, but what's the fun in letting it do all the work?
> Sean: Save the day.
As usual, with everyone running around and panicking, you step up to save the people. You--- DOOF
> Ikroye: Stop your Moirail.
You take action, and start running towards the pile of boxes that Flinta is focusing on. You hastily push some guy out of the way as you're running. If you knew that was Sean, you might be busy running away from him out of fear instead, but you don't.
You get there, and see that it's a bit too late to stop her nicely, judging by the look on her face. It usually is, by the time you get there.
Looks like it's time for another one of your ♦duels.
> Flinta: Defeat your Kismesis.
After you confirm that this pile of boxes is completely on fire, you turn to move to the next one. Hm... Perhaps that mountain of boxes over there? Yes, that looks good. That should keep you entertained. You start heading towards it when he shows up.
This jerk always shows up when you're having fun! He tries to act all nice while taking away your fire, and you won't take any of that. If he thinks he can stop you, he can just go burn to dust. You can help him with that.
Looks like it's time for another one of your ♠duels.
GRIEF
Ikroye VS Flinta
> Flinta: Aggress
You send a stream of fire towards him, but he quickly jumps back, putting himself out of reach.
> Ikroye: Avail
You Avail your active weapon, your Caltrops, and one of them slides right in front of Flinta. She doesn't notice it until she steps right onto it, and she slips and falls to the ground. You're relieved to see that she didn't step on top of the spike, and that she was only slipped up on the edge of it.
You quickly run up and take away her flamethrower. While this means she can't start another fire, that doesn't solve the problem of the active fire over at the pile of boxes.
"YOU JERK." "s@rry."
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Post by Char on Dec 2, 2011 14:28:33 GMT -5
Vasuki: HACK COUGH HACK
Your body is wracked with tremendous, hacking coughs as you're jerked away from the flames by a human kid, you feel the smoke easing out of your lungs. The entrancement by the flames snapped like a fragile twig. Your feet begin to move of their own accord, finally stumbling in step with the running form beside you. They still feel like lead but really isn't so bad now.
And then you choose to brush a stray hair from your eyes.
Vasuki: BURN.
The grey skin of your arm is charred and disfigured by the flames. You didn't notice it at first because your lungs were heaving with the effort of pushing smoke out, but now that you see it the pain returns afresh. It's like the whole lower arm and some of the upper arm are still on fire: the stinging worse than the bite of a hundred stingerwasps. You let go of the kid but still keep running, trying to hide the ruined limb from the others. Tears sting your eyes but you turn away your face so nobody notices. You can't afford to have them see you in pain. You need to be strong or the others will think that you are weak. You've had worse injuries during hunts...you can take it! Can't you?
No I can't No I can't No I can't No I can't No I can't No I can't !!!
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