Times Have Changed
Mi, 08/14/2013 - 22:24
Three years have passed.
It has been some time since any good news has been heard of in the Wastelands opposing Haven. Bandits kill all who resist and steal what they can to survive. Nobody is safe. Weaponry is a luxury.
This is an open-ended RP. As soon as you begin, you're given the basic Cobalt Set, weapons and all, and sent out. You can go looking for trouble or let it find you. Find loot, or loot others. Clear out a bandit swarm or a Mini swarm. Take down a powerful bandit or an angry Snarbolax. The choice is yours - But be wary, for at night, the Wasteland hungers for victims...
RULES, SETTINGS AND WHATNOT
RULES
No killing other OC's. You can team up with them, you can ignore them to their fate (Leaving them for dead), but you cannot directly kill you. If you do, a bomb connected to your armor will explode and kill you. The Wasteland Bandits, however, could teach you to disconnect this bomb...If you're trustworthy to them.
BE CAREFUL. You really, truly, only have one life.* One character sheet. (Except for me. I need two characters here. SORRY FOR BREAKING MY OWN RULES HERE!)
* = There are certain conditions and items that will resurrect you...But be wary, those are few, far between, and holding onto them, in an item's case, will make you a walking magnet for bandits.
No overpowered stuff. Divine Avengers, Gran Fausts, really, any powerful weapon, are extremely rare in the wastes. Your starting gear is the Cobalt Set, a Calibur, a Brandish, a Blaster, and a Blast Bomb. Normal SK weapon rules do apply, though, so yes, bottomless bullets (Reloading takes a little longer), respawning bombs and the like still apply...To an extent*.
* = Parts degrade over time. Repair them with the materials, or pay the price with reduced charge time, reduced speed, and reduced damage...
You cannot escape the Wasteland, not yet. Contact with HQ is limited.
SETTING
The Wasteland. A barren place with little in the way of hospitality, formed of the scum that was exiled from Haven. Lawlessness, murder, thievery, and all other assorted crimes are as common as a sword. HQ never contacts the Wasteland. It's a deadly place in of itself, filled with all sorts of toxins, monsters, in general, everything's trying to kill you. You begin in the small, jerry-rigged town of Vendetta. Vendetta is nice enough, it has a weapon and armor shop, but it's not that good for later on.
WHATNOT
You've been falsely arrested. Stripped of rank, title, equipment, everything. Dropped to the Wasteland on someone's accord. You need to survive and get back to Haven, but all the while you also need to collect clues that tie your case to the real criminal's case, and, of course, not get killed along the way. You know it was a case of a rigged jury. You saw the bribes, but was threatened with death if you called them out. You hunger to be free and for food. A guard slides you a tray of food. Turkey breast, mashed potatoes, and gravy. It's a decent enough meal, but he also gives you a clipboard to fill your information out into...
Character Sheet
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Specialization:
Faction:
Anything else:
Weaknesses:
Strengths:
If you get accepted, I'll also list attributes. Think of them as your own personal stats. Except maybe not. Who knows*?
* = I do. And you should be afraid. VERY AFRAID.
Sa, 08/17/2013 - 16:08
#2
@Vinny
Accepted. "Him" has the following attributes.
Low HP
Low damage per slice
Fast slashes
Silent killer.
There used to be a character here made by me.
I scrapped it.
Mi, 08/14/2013 - 23:30
#3
Ho-hum...
I'll implement those in the apps. You can edit that out to avoid confusion.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 02:52
#4
How ironic after reading a quote about having 1 life.
Name: Seth
Age: 25
Personality: Rash. A troublemaker. Stingy, unless you would side with his ideals, like: only the strong should survive, leaving the weak for dead. Somethin' like that anyways. If someone does manage to convince him to leave his ideals and idealize something else that's a better compromise, he's a lot nicer to you. Headstrong. Egotistical.
Specialization: Basically, offense.
Faction: Solo and only partners with people of the same ideals.
Anything else: Not that reliable because he won't listen to anyone in battle.
Weaknesses: Long-range attacks and losing.
Strengths: Melee-type of attacks, swords(right now only a Brandish and Calibur) and winning.
EDIT:
I had some time trying to find this thing, but this can be in support for the personality lines. Unfriendly and doesn't like to get close with others, being a lone wolf by choice. Even though he typically ignores cries for help, he usually assists others anyway using his amazing strength to accomplish tasks by his lonesome. He is obsessed with getting stronger, noted by how he is constantly training on his punching bag or how he has a thick rivalry with strong opponents. - Source: Devil Survivor 2- Keita Wakui
Do, 08/15/2013 - 01:25
#5
Yeah, might as well send in one.
Yeah, I'm going to send in an application. :P Might as well. Cradle's thirteenth's dying.
Name: "Hunter"
Age: 27
Personality: Friendly, sarcastic to enemies, jokes around.
Specialty: Long Range disarming and killing.
Anything Else: He's short, so he doesn't run fast.
Weaknesses: Close range, being insulted.
Strengths: Aiming, able to hold his own in a mid-range fight, great with a sniper rifle.
Weapons: Blaster. [Modified so there's a stock and a scope.]
Weapon Application!
Name: Blaster Sniper.
Damage: Normal / Piercing (Just like Cobalt)
(I do believe that this is more of a realistic Role play, not like a game role play, as in.....
Example: P1 deals 5 bars of shadow damage. Wolver dies and drops 10 crowns.
What I think: P1 dodges the wolver's attack, striking at it's neck. Blood flows, and P1 finds 10 crowns from it's carcass.
Is what I think correct?)
Do, 08/15/2013 - 01:29
#6
Topo...
Didn't you read the info? We don't get anything besides a whole Cobalt set.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 02:44
#7
Huh...
How does this RP start out, anyways?
Do, 08/15/2013 - 02:53
#8
Edited my post after finding the somehow correct persona...
...for Seth.
And +1 to Vin's question.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 05:38
#9
Another plus 1
+1 to Vinny.
To asnwer your question, then fine. I'll get mah own Blaster, then make it. Still submitting mah application though
Do, 08/15/2013 - 08:13
#10
Welcome To Hell
The airships arrive, one by one, over the bandit town of Vendetta, dropping three fresh new faces. Seth. Hunter. And a man whose name is unknown.
You've been informed of three things - The Wasteland creatures, hellish nightmares, come out come nightfall. Bandits roam everywhere, no matter what, so don't count on safety. And if you kill anyone, the bomb in your armor will explode.
WHAT DO YOU DO.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 10:20
#11
Ho-hum...
The man, upon landing on the Wastelands, is already in action by priming his Blast Bomb. When it's ready to be thrown, he throws it as far as he could to his right, making it land in some sort of rubble, and he dashes off to the left, before it could explode.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 16:29
#12
Roleplays are a first for me, but sounds fun ^^
Name: Sanaca (From Latin 'heal' and 'clever')
Age:26
Personality: Kind, and pretty sweet. She doesn't seem all that suspicious or dangerous and is definitely not. She is extremely trusting of people, and is willing to assist if she feels that's the right thing to do, but she's not the kind of person who'll just start running around giving medication to everyone in Vendetta, she has to have a practical reason before doing things.
Specialization: Healing. She is a master healer, and can recognize many plants and herbs or even other elements and 'mats' that can be used for healing, or other properties. For example, she can identify which plants may carry poison, and which ones can be used as a remedy. She is also quite the concocter, being able to, if she can find the right materials, create stuff that can explode or even spontaneously combust. She knows how to effectively treat wounded to minimize pain and maximize healing and knows the Spiral Knight's 'anatomy' so well that, despite being a horrible fighter, she can maximize her body's strengths and abilities, and on certain occasions given the right opportunity, can even disable other foes (She does this by striking a certain part of their body, such as, if someone exposed their shoulder or something, and she can tell it's been injured, can give it a quick smack and cause the enemy to feel excruciating pain and collapse). She also knows many Clockwork denizens biology as well, however, not as well as the Knight's, but she probably won't recognize most found within the Wastelands, unless they resemble the ones she knows greatly. She is also a great observer, and learns quickly, whether it be determining what the best tactic is, or how certain people behave, and how to interact with them.
Faction: (I'm not entirely sure how this works, from what I've seen, does this indicate where the character stands in term of alliances?)
Anything else: She snuck a Silverweave ribbon with her, and uses it as an accessory.
Weaknesses: Probably her trusting personality, she believes that everyone deserves a chance to be treated equally, but she's not stupid. She has poor physical battling skills, she is clever, but has no blunt strength.
Strengths: Her Healing and Concocting abilities and Cleverness.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:34
#13
:<
This sounds like so much fun. Is it possible for me to create my own group?
Name: Blue
Age: (Unknown: Mid-Twenties)
personality: Blue is suspicious of everything. On the rare occasion that she does join up with someone else, they'll wake up the next day with their supplies gone. Although living in the wasteland will rough her up, she still has some fun. She loves to play pranks and scare the crap out of other knights.
Specialization:Speed, parkour. She can climb and get past almost any obstacle, that is, if she has eaten in the past few days.
Faction: Herself, anyone who can give her food, and Food.:>
Anything else: (Physical Description: food-starved, bright mischievous eyes, feral posture,.) Although she would go to cannibalism, she longs for companionship.
:>
Weaknesses: Next to no strength. She will do anything for food. Deaf in one ear.
Strengths: Her specializations, and her primed instincts.
Edit: Would it be possible for her to be equipped with a Half-broken Zapper?
Do, 08/15/2013 - 18:02
#14
Hmmm
Hunter drops down to the left of that unknown guy. Seeing him throwing a bomb to the right, then dash to the left, he follows him, catching up to him. "Hey." I say to him, "We could survive better together. Allies?"
Do, 08/15/2013 - 18:14
#15
Slip through the confusion; Find a solution.
Crap... Seth picked himself up as he was thrown to the ground. He dusted himself, and gazed on the barren wasteland in front of him. He pulled his Brandish out of its place in his belt, and played with it, twirling it around while contemplating what to do. He was alone. Which was kind of a plus for him.
Sunlight barely pierces anything here, too much dust and waste. I wonder how they tell nighttime around here... he thought. What did they even want me to do in this place, anyways?
He turns around and views the somehow-deserted town before him. "Huh. Guess this is the place," he said, sliding his Brandish in its place. He walks toward one of the poles in front of a townhouse, and climbs up, through the pole, to the rooftop. He views the larger area of the Wasteland, the one outside the range of the town.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 04:49
#16
OoooOOooh. :O
Sounds interesting let me give it a shot.
Name: Drewaq
Age: 23
Personality: Arrogant, very prideful, natural leader, sarcastic and witty. Though he is often cautious and hesitant. Prefers to observe his surroundings.
Specialization: Leader; support combat
Faction: Solo, but he is willing to make an allegiance with someone who is willing to follow him.
Anything else: He has amnesia. He is trying desperately to remember who gave him a special necklace with an odd insignia on it.
Weaknesses: Arrogant, Prideful, can't take orders, lame in one leg, amnesia.
Strengths: Observant; Intelligence
EDIT (I have tweaked his personality after deliberating over a flaw.)
~ISE
@Skye D: I'm afraid I don't. Well, I guess it's nice to meet somebody new. :O Where exactly do you know me from?
@Skye (again): Oh. ;w; you read my fanfic. :'D Yay, somebody. :3
Do, 08/15/2013 - 18:22
#17
OOC: Isekuube!
Heeeeeeeeeeey, it's Ise! Long time no see(although I doubt you know me).
Do, 08/15/2013 - 19:21
#18
In reply to Hunter...
He turns to Hunter, and nods while running.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 19:25
#19
OOC:
Lol, I've seen your posts from some fanfics(some of which I still keep reading) in the past.
Do, 08/15/2013 - 21:50
#20
Move!
Hunter acknowledges the unknown guy's nod, then they continue running, when they arrive at a town. "Let's go there, and see what we can get. You can get a better bomb, and I'll upgrade my blaster."
Do, 08/15/2013 - 23:09
#21
Slip through the confusion; Find a solution.
Seth sees someone... Or some people walking towards the small town. He smiles, and says, "Entertainment, here I come."
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:14
#22
Bacon
Name: Archemiday, or known as "The Bard" by his former guildmates.
Age: 19
Personality: Nice and friendly, but not against knocking someone out if needed.
Specialization: Music, leadership, and diplomacy
Faction: Works together
Anything else: Some have seen him to have wings, or so they say.
Weaknesses: Bowfire, seems to dislike valkyries and runs at the sight of them.
Strengths: Can knock out a person in one hit, but only if they are close.
Gender : Male
Appearance: Short blue hair, blue eyes, and wears black pants and a blue shirt under his armor.
One question, could I have a lute? It would just be a normal lute not to be used for combat.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 10:08
#23
Hoh-hum.
He nods again in agreement, but he doesn't seem to be looking for a weapon shop at all.
In fact, it appears he's taking note of every building in the town, memorizing each building for a purpose unknown...
"Meet me outside of town in an hour," the man orders, and he walks off, away from Hunter.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 11:24
#24
Really liked 'A Knight's Tale'
Here's my app-
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Name: Libritor
Age: Late-teens or early-20s
Personality: "The medical reports suggest that Convict no.SKP-100A234 'Libritor' is completely(which is unusual considering all that he had done), talks little and unlike other inmates at the the Correctional Faciilty for the Criminally Insane,he meditates,even during a recent riot.The Institution really doubts his involvement in the incident."-Dr James L. Knight.
Specialization:He is good in the art of Gun slinging with specialization in weapon repairs.and has a certified Diploma in Psychological Warfare.
Faction:Any one who will help him in his quest for vengeance.
Anything else:He has a constant case of cold :P
Weaknesses:Due to his interest in psychology he sometimes ends up manipulating other people owing to which he has very few friends.Is weak with swords
Strengths:He can do any thing with a gun and can repair any ranged weapon or a bomb
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 12:53
#25
All of you have been accepted.
This was created to pass comment inspection. No event here, move on.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 14:25
#26
Owch.
"Please sir, I've been framed!" That was the last thing I was able to say before being pushed off the plane and faceplanting into the ground. I tried to get up, but then felt the cobalt armor smash against my back. As if this wasn't enough, I was injured earlier before the rigged trial from a snarbolax. It wasn't fatal, but it did hurt, and it was on my leg. I picked up the weapons and put the armor on. I saw a woman, Sanaca, if I recall. She looked more fragile than me. I was always shy when near ladies, but I tried to ignore that. I limped over to her and asked, "H-Hey, w-want to... erm... be allies?" I shyly asked.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 14:48
#27
Where... am I?
I woke up groggy. Last thing I remembered was... Wait... what was the last thing I remember??? I sat up alarmed. Bad idea. Apparently I had broken bones nobody told me about. Bolts of pain shot throughout my body. I clumsily stood up, it was much harder that it was supposed to be. Any on lookers would have thought me drunk.
I looked around assessing my current situation. Instantly my mind told me, "I need to find shelter or something, maybe a village. If there are any." I looked at what little equipment I had. Cobalt Gear. Ugh... Standard Issue Wait... How did I know that? I guess my memory was coming back. What else did I remember? Nothing, not yet at least. I looked around and spotted a village, maybe a mile or two away. I started to trudge over as fast as I could, which, was not very fast. This is going to be a long day, I thought.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 15:04
#28
:D
Blue looked up. close to thirty meters away, a lone man was walking towards a distant village.
I had been dumped here a few minutes ago. Believe it or not, I have been planning on getting here. It usually happens to people like me anyway. The Spiral order refuses you, so you can't go into the clockworks. There are VERY few ways to earn crowns without the clockworks. most end up stealing food, like me. Which is how I got here. For the record, the cake was too sweet. i did a favor to the woman who was going to eat it.
When We landed, I did what I planned. Went behind a rock and changed armors, into my proto gear. Of course, i had my standard-issue cobalt underneath. If someone threatening found me, they would assume I had been robbed. They would either feel pity, or greed. Either way, i could take advantage of their kindness, or unpreparedness.
As the man walked toward the town, I pondered. An alliance could be very beneficial. But no...Not yet. Not now. I must first scout. On the way to the town, there were several bushes rocks and hills. I could pass him without seeing me and check the town out.
I took a deep breath. Let's hope i know what I'm getting into.
(((OOC: Feel free to use Blue in your writing as an annoying mischievous character pranking or settings traps. Just don't do much with her. No more than a snicker, giggle, or taunt.)))
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 17:55
#29
//404 error : Hexlash_Post needed;
Hexlash,please post :c
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 18:27
#30
What does OOC stand for? :/
Before I write anything does someone mind giving me a quick run down on how exactly role plays work? Do we each just kinda write parts based in our characters decisions are and how they affect others? Is the original writer, Sintag, gonna write anymore or something? And I am slightly confused what exactly is going on currently, who is where? Are they currently all at around the same place at the same time? Are the people Sintag just accepted dropped down at a different time then the first few? Does the "WHATNOT" apply to EVERYONE'S characters? Or only Sintag's? And can me, Sintag or someone take all the written parts and place them in relation and chronological order so we don't have to go around searching for the parts? Yeah, sorry for the bombard of questions, just want to make sure I get everything right :3 FINALLY now to the story...
~~~
Sanaca gave out a little screech as she plummeted through the air. Seeing the quick approaching ground, she quickly developed a better stance and manages to break her fall with a roll.
"That's a ridiculously large fall, do they really have no sort of health awareness?" She said in annoyance, but looking around, there was obviously none. The smog and dust that clogged the air obscured vision to a minimum, and the potent stench of waste was overwhelming. "Yuck."
She noticed a drab plant, presumably blackened from the harsh air, protruding from the ground a few feet away.
"How fascinating! I don't quite recognize this species, but it does quite resemble..." She continued to mumble to herself, carefully extracting the plant. "Darnit! Nothing but this armor and weaponry. Oh I forgot about this." She pulled out her ribbon and tied it carefully onto the helm. "Too bad I couldn't get some sort of writing pad."
Suddenly, a shy voice sounded behind her.
...
Something about the Knight's stance seemed off, doing a quick inspection, she determined that he had somehow received some sort of injury on his leg.
"Oh dear, you're leg is injured! Here, let me get a better look at it." She leaned down and looked back up at the Knight. "Oh and my name's Sanaca, if you didn't already know, and I would be glad to team up with you!" Sanaca paused for a moment, in thought, then said, "If we're gonna make it out here, we need to move fast, gather materials and other resources, and perhaps another teammate." Sanaca gazed behind her to the hazy town not so far away. "We should probably start there." She proposed before returning her attention the Knights leg. "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"
~~~
Just to be clear, the '...' Is where Archemiday speaks. I didn't want to dictate or explain the actions of anyone besides my own Knight. :)
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 18:42
#31
Alone.... once again.
After hearing 'unknown's orders, he enters the town, hand on his blaster, ready. He hears a small sound, and aims his blaster at young boy, around the age 25. "Don't move."
Hunter approaches him, still aiming his blaster. "Who are you? and what do you want?"
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 18:47
#32
((OOC: Do we take turns
((OOC: Do we take turns posting? Im new to the roleplaying threads. ;_;))
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 18:57
#33
Hm. Could be a start
So I haven't done a RP yet, but I will have to start sooner or later. So appy:
Name: Max
Age: 22
Personality: Friendly and interactive amoungst friends, but very suspicious of strangers. And against his luck, there would be precious few friends in the wastelands.
Specialty: He has an amazing skill at using guns and bombs together, although his skill with the sword is questionable.
Faction: (Will edit this later, will someone explain this please)
Other stuff: He doesn't make friends easily, they have to have some sort of bond.
Weakneses: His greatest ones are a lack of close range skill, and that he doesn't make friends easily, as stated above.
Strengths: He is very good at bombing and gunslinging, works very well alone because he is used to it.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:13
#34
A lute from the freeloader of loot.
(Ooc : Out of character. You do not take turns posting, but in some cases such as combat or dialogue you do, as you need a string of replies.)
"M-my name is Archemiday. I suppose it would be a good idea to investigate. I heard that when night falls, this place preys.". I said. I felt something in a bag that had made the fall with me. As Sanaca looked at my leg, I reached into my bag. To my delight, I pulled out a small lute, with a small note attached, which read, "Play them a joyous tune before your fate, Bard. Signed, a renamed knight.". It seems the freeloader had decided to get me a lute. "So, Sanaca, shall we get a move on?" I said, putting the lute back in the bag.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:19
#35
Idea!
((OOC: I have an idea. Maybe before every RP post, we should put something like this: 12:00 AM to that we're not confused by time. I just thought it would help keep track of the story and help us have a better time.))
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:50
#36
((OOC: I'm just so bored. I'm posting again.))
13:00 Hours
After what I thought to be around 5 hours, I finally made it to the Village that I saw off into the distance. They have words to describe a village like this and none of them are remotely nice. I just had to make do. I walked around taking in this village. It was rather noisy, more noisy that I would have wanted Very obnoxious, and worst of all was the Bazaar. The shop owners would not leave me alone. "HALF OFF!" "BUY ONE GET ONE FREE"
~
21:00
A while later, I had to haggle with the owner of the inn. I told him I was injured and I needed somewhere to stay. He said he didn't care. We argued for a while and eventually I was kicked out. By this time it was night time, and I needed somewhere to stay. Unfortunately, I was also wounded and I couldn't feel one of my legs, it just HAD to be my dominant one. Well, I guess it wasn't dominant anymore. I decided I would try and find a place somewhat near the village. I couldn't sleep inside the village, for fear of bandits. From what I gathered from the locals they were nasty. I had to find a place and become inconspicuous, it was highly unlikely that they scoured the forest for travelers, every inch. When I got into the forest, it was dark, I had to make up for my sight with my other senses. Instantly I became more alert, I heard a rustle behind me. I whipped out my gun and yelled in a superior tone, "WHO'S THERE?" My guard wavered, the shape, which I could hardly make out was humanoid. Female. Outlines showed similar Proto. "Who are you?" I asked, tone unchanging.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 19:55
#37
21:00I sharply took in my
21:00
I sharply took in my breath. I was planning on jumping this stranger when he fell asleep. I had scouted the town for an hour, and from what she'd seen, no one went into the forest. Almost as if they were afraid of it.
But that plan had changed. She'd made a noise.
I silently cursed herself.
For a half a second, Blue pondered what to do.
"I'll see you later..." Blue whispered right in his ear, so quiet he might now have heard. She wanted to come off as mysterious, and and maybe a little scary. In this light, Blue doubted the man could see her. The only problem is that she might come off as a bandit, therefore making the man leave the forest, which was a problem.
Blue quickly ran away, deeper into the forest.
Barely making a sound.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 20:04
#38
21:00
"I'll see you later..."
I heard this as I saw the figure get away. Probably a bandit. The problem was in my sleep deprived state my senses weren't very heightened, however I was able to see the general direction of where this woman was going to. I took out my Blaster and shot in three different directions hoping for the dark forest to light up. And sure enough it did. I made off into pursuit of the presumed bandit. I heard creepy giggles and deliberate snaps and cracks of tree branches all around me. I smiled this person is smart. My smile faded, This will be a problem, obviously this isn't a bandit. If it was, she would have blindsided me when I pulled out my gun. How will I make sure this woman won't follow me? I thought of an idea: deception. "Okay, Lady. Let's not make a huge deal over this situation, my name is William. Let's get to the point, I know you're not a Bandit. So, what are you? No answer, and I will fire upon you. I can easily come after you, it won't be too hard." I shouted off into the void. I heard another mocking giggle. I decided to make this lie a little more zesty, "I am highly skilled in tracking and I will find you. Why don't you save yourself some trouble and just surrender now?" I smiled, knowing there was no way she could have known all of this. I guess... I win.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 20:40
#39
18:00
(Can be modified by Hex upon request)
We walked to the nearby town, which took a long time to walk there. After we made it to the inn of the town, I tried to see what we could do about a room in the inn. "We need a place to stay, is there any chance you could provide us with a room?" I asked the man nicely. He slowly moved his head to look at me and said, "Does it look like I care?" It seems I would have to provide something to him to hopefully change his mind. "I could play some music for the inn for a room, if I could do that. Music doesn't seem too common here." (Waiting for Sintag to reply if this works)
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:22
#40
Ah! Okay, thanks. ^_^
(OOC: I just realized that we have different views of the setting. I was thinking barren African Wasteland kind of thing, think of a large area of land that has dry, cracked earth(cradle xD) and for the town, I was imagining just a small 'group' of buildings clustered together, with a small populace. Also, I agree with Atgatg, but along with that something like 12:00-9:00 in the evening or something, in Ise's case. Time in story - 3:00-3:30 ish, based on a 24 hour clock. Sooo sorry! I would have gotten this out much sooner but the Internet literally just went crazy, and I couldn't even load the part)
Sanaca finished her examination of Archemiday's leg just as he finished speaking.
"Your leg doesn't look its prime, and if we're going to get the best chance at surviving, we need to patch up your leg real quick." She began massaging his leg, relieving the tension in the muscles and providing a bit of relief to him. "We also need to start gathering supplies, once I can get some more tools, you'll be healed in no time." She stood up and noticed the lute in Archemiday's hand. "Oh, you brought a little something too? Music is great for healing."
As the two of them began heading towards the town, Sanaca looked back at the lute and asked," Can you play well?" She then she saw the bag Archemiday was holding. " Oh hey, mind if I take that bag off your hands? It would be great to hold supplies!"
After a moment more of walking, she looked back at Archemiday.
"How's your leg? Does it hurt a lot?" Sanaca smiled, reassuring Archemiday. "If your leg ever acts up, please don't hold back to tell me."
Sanaca looked up at the sky, unlike in the Clockworks, one could actually see the passage of time, and it was beginning to look quite past midday.
"It seems from what I'm gathering that the night is the time we have to avoid." She glanced back up at the sky. "We best find some sort of shelter by then."
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:23
#41
Ho-hum...
By the time an hour had past, the man was squatting directly in front of the town's gates, waiting for his so-called partner to join up with him. He had memorized all the shops, houses, and other facilities in this town; it wasn't much compared to Haven.
Regardless, knowing when and where to escape to, should trouble arise, was a valuable tool in the Wasteland, as well as anywhere else on Cradle.
While waiting, he was inspecting his cluttered weapons again and again. Clean barrel in the Blaster, consistent detonation time in the Bomb, the weight of the Calibur; all of these parameters were all in check. He had only thrown that one bomb to attract nearby bandits, so there wasn't much to worry about.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:39
#42
Day One, 21:00
I laughed again, taunting him. William. Strange name. But inside I was nervous. I didn't expect him to follow me. Didn't he think i was a Bandit? i never was a good actor....
Nonetheless, my nervousness is unfounded. He can track? Big deal. it's pitch black out. i can barely see straight. I doubt he'll be able to track me. It still unnerved me. I knew nothing about tracking. Would he be able to follow me back to my tree by sunlight? It wasn't worth the risk. I quietly ran through the forest, to town. I was paranoid though, cracking the occasional twig. Although I didn't here anything, he could follow me. Let's hope he just falls asleep...
((Notes: I believe we need to add dates. Such as 1/1/1 12:00. keeping track of the story, and such. Or maybe, "Day 1" That's more dramatic. :>
Also Sintag, I would like to add an Antagonist. Or you could add him? I was thinking something like a Spiral General who is corrupt, sending innocents to the wasteland. Or a Crime Lord Bandit Person. Named Vinny. :3))
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:40
#43
I really hate that random Internet fail. 18:10
(OOC: Okay, so I literally had to wait three hours for the part to be able to load up. So the time can be modified to 16:30-17:00 for my part and the journey, which I'm still waiting upon the reply to the questions, and then it would fit well with your part. You can just write like two parts, one replying to my first one, then another that addresses this part!)
The Inn keeper's scruff look remained indifferent at Archemiday's offer. For a second, they just stared at each other. Obviously, the Wastelands made people into cold-hearted people, filled with the need to survive. There was no room for kindness. Sanaca looked at the man, he had clearly been through a lot, but after inspecting him a bit more, she smiled and leaned over to Archemiday.
"Go ahead, play something for him, I need to see what supplies I can gather up from this town. I have a feeling that this man could do good for a nice melody." Sanaca whispered to Archemiday. "Meet you back here in an hour, or you can catch up with me once you're done." She instructed, slipping out of the Inn.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:47
#44
OOC
I think I'll take the liberty of gathering and compiling everyone's parts by partner status, and chronological order, if thats Okay with you Sintag.
On an unrelated note, I am loving this story so far, thumbs up to everybody! And lolz to Atgatg xD Vinny, hehe...
Edit, I also agree with Atgatg on the anyogonist, can we pwease have some dude that can physically start going around and providing some trouble for our characters?
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 21:58
#45
Internet connection fail, too.
(OOC: Seeing as I'm the only one whose char is exactly 25 years old...)
Seth swung down from the rooftop, and landed on the soft soil. Unfortunately, the house was old with age, and crumbles with the most vigorous move against it. So the pole Seth used to climb to the roof collapsed. It made an unusually loud noise.
"Crap. I hadn't thought it would crumble like that." Seth mumbled. He clutched the handle of his Brandish, and twirled it playfully. He follows one of the people who entered the town, the one with the Blaster. Heh... This guy, he could cover up for me--
And the guy turns around, "Don't move." He points the gun at Seth, then moves in on him. "Who are you, and what do you want?"
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 22:18
#46
Hohum...
The man hears the footsteps of someone in the night, and turns around to find a girl approaching the town. Slowly, he gets up, and stands off to the side for her to get to town.
Let the deer mature; hunt them later.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 22:25
#47
18:45
"Your leg doesn't look its prime, and if we're going to get the best chance at surviving, we need to patch up your leg real quick." She began to then massage my leg, presumably to relieve some tension in it. "We will need to gather some supplies soon," she said while standing up. "Oh, you brought a little something? Do you play well?". She asked. I nodded. "Do you mind if I take that bag off your hands? It would be great for holding supplies." "Sure, I don't mind." "If your leg ever acts up, just tell me". She said. I was a little too busy trying to tune the lute to reply, but I think she knows I heard.
We managed to reach the towns inn, to which I had trouble obtaining a room. I played him a tune to show him I could play, and he decided to make a deal with me. " Music is a rare thing here. Tell you what, every night you stay, you perform a song. An inn with music will certainly attract customers... Heh heh. Here's your room key. Your room number is on the key.". He said, and he dropped a rusty key into my hand. Room 019, it said. I decided to visit the room and check it out. The mattress was dirty, there was dust everywhere, and the shower was broken. I took some time to clear some dust off, and decided to visit the janitors closet for some soap and water to clean the bed a little. Here's a problem, there are two people, but only one, small bed. Guess one of us will sleep on the floor. I headed to the main floor to wait for Sanaca.
Fr, 08/16/2013 - 23:07
#48
CHARACTER ONE!
(Assume all OC's are dropped in thirty minutes after each other. Sorry for being late to answer. Trying to make the best of the last two weeks before school)
Name: Miyu
Age: 17 and a half.
Personality: Brash. A tomboy in most respects. Fearless and crafty.
Specialization: Swords all the way. Can't shoot well and can't use bombs to save her life.
Faction: Works alone, works with others only if it furthers her own goals or allows her to kill potential threats.
Anything else: Manipulative and capable of setting up elaborate schemes. A very cunning woman who's not above any means needed to gather info (ANY MEANS).
Weaknesses: Weak defense, meaning if her plans are caught, and she's in a direct fight, she'll probably lose.
Strengths: Can easily tempt someone to follow her, only for her to turn right around and, figuratively, literally if possible, stab them in the back. Untrustworthy. In a sense, just like the Wasteland itself.
Sa, 08/17/2013 - 00:10
#49
18:50 - Day 1
Sanaca thanked the Weapons shop owner as she walked out, being replied with a grunt. She had managed to acquire some supplies and a few tools from the Weapon and Armor shops, however there was few in the way of any herbs or medical supplies. At least she had enough to get Archemiday's leg back to proper health. Despite having no crowns, or really anything of worth to trade, Sanaca managed to pay for the things with her services. Nearly every one here had some injury or medical condition. It was quite sad, she thought; to think that as Knight's squandered their crowns away on accessories back in Haven, these Knight's were barely surviving, what with the horrible living conditions and constant threats, but in the back of her mind, she knew that they had all done something to live here, and that was inexcusable.
The town wasn't that big, but it seemed like such a long walk back to the Inn. As she went along, she could feel the glares of the people hidden in the shadow, watching her. She was such an easy target, and looting her would be simple as that. Sanaca remained vigilant, but as she turned a corner...
A bandit launched himself from his hiding place, a Flourish posed for Sanaca's head. With a little yelp she ducked and tripped, the bandit flying past, but quickly recovering. Sanaca wielded her Brandish as fast as she could and held it out defensively.
"Stop! Why are you trying to attack me?" She cried out nervously. The bandit glared and came in for another attack. This time, Sanaca was ready and dodged. Once again, the bandit swept past and recovered. Sanaca inspected his every move, observing him closely. "Please, I don't want to fight!" She pleaded, but the bandit growled in rage and attacked again, this time striking Sanaca, luckily she had poised her Brandish to dampen the attack, but she knew she was no match for a crazed bandit. Then as the bandit went in for another attack, Sanaca saw her opportunity, and with dismay, launched her hand out, punching the bandit on his back as he thrust out, then swiping the Brandish across his neck. The punch stunned the bandit, but the neck hit knocked him out.
Sanaca panted from the battle and dropped to the ground. This place was horrible. She looked over at the bandit and saw a large pouch had fallen out. She anxiously walked over to the unconscious bandit and read his vitals, he was probably not going to come to until the next day. Looking at the pouch, she grabbed it and stuffed it in her bag. All this felt wrong, but she knew that she - no - she and Archemiday, needed whatever may be in it, and from its weight and jingle, she knew it was crowns and who knows what else.
"I'm sorry." She mouthed to the bandit. Then in a hasty after thought, she grabbed her tools and mended a few wounds that the bandit had, and gave him a tiny bit of a pain relieving herb that she had gotten from the Weapon's shop keeper. Looking back one last time, she ran the rest of the way back to the Inn.
After all this and she still had no writing pad. Sanaca wished that she could find one, to help her not only keep notes and various other things, but most importantly, take her mind off everything that had happened. Sometimes, you just need to block it all out.
Sa, 08/17/2013 - 00:11
#50
OOC
So, can I bring all the parts together, Sintag?
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Name : "Him / He / That Guy"
Age : Presumed somewhere around his 30s.
Personality : "He's insane. While we don't have the death penalty for freaks like him, maybe the Wasteland would do him some good..."
Stats :
Low Health.
Damage decreased.
ASI.
Silent Killer.
Faction : "This guy works alone, from what the evidence suggests..."
Other : Don't let him know where you sleep.