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Ha, loved the post.
Couldn't have said it better myself.
Vincent saw Rebel's foot steps get closer and closer, but suddenly they stopped. When he's looked up to see why he wasn't being attacked, he saw what looked like black blood pouring down his arm. "Wonderful. Best shot yet. Though, still not as cool as me shooting Webster. "Heh, try your own blood for your drinks."
Rebel held his shoulder, biting back a pained growl. The two just wanted to die today.
Vincent was still bent forward, mainly trying to keep his blood from pouring out. He glanced over at Kiara and chuckled lightly. "I'm still on the not dying plan. But I think I'm failing that one." His voice lowered, as he thought of more ideas. His thoughts were a bit clouded, but he managed to think of something.
"Aren't those guys like... allergic to all things holy or something?" He paused in order to think of how to explain it. "You know, prayers and crosses and holy water?" He winced a little before talking again. "I mean, aren't we working for the big guy anyway?"
"What are those two mumbling about?" Rebel frowned, but paused to stand next to Webster. "They're practically dead now." Rebel moved the three blades into his left hand, since his right arm had been damaged badly.
"Or you could always call your angel buddy for a favor. But I doubt that will work. Maybe... maybe we can piss off Mary. Who knows what happens with an angry Death.." Vincent was out of ideas at that point. And he felt slightly delusional. It was probably the after effect of that fear inducement.
Thinking about it made him shudder a little.
Rebel held his shoulder, biting back a pained growl. The two just wanted to die today.
Vincent was still bent forward, mainly trying to keep his blood from pouring out. He glanced over at Kiara and chuckled lightly. "I'm still on the not dying plan. But I think I'm failing that one." His voice lowered, as he thought of more ideas. His thoughts were a bit clouded, but he managed to think of something.
"Aren't those guys like... allergic to all things holy or something?" He paused in order to think of how to explain it. "You know, prayers and crosses and holy water?" He winced a little before talking again. "I mean, aren't we working for the big guy anyway?"
"What are those two mumbling about?" Rebel frowned, but paused to stand next to Webster. "They're practically dead now." Rebel moved the three blades into his left hand, since his right arm had been damaged badly.
"Or you could always call your angel buddy for a favor. But I doubt that will work. Maybe... maybe we can piss off Mary. Who knows what happens with an angry Death.." Vincent was out of ideas at that point. And he felt slightly delusional. It was probably the after effect of that fear inducement.
Thinking about it made him shudder a little.
What Vincent lacks in magic, he makes up in sarcasm and "playing cool". Ha.
"You know, you're really annoying..." After so many slashes and cuts, the loss of blood was starting to get noticeable. Vincent watched as Rebel chuckled and walked forward. He had three knives, all painted red from Vincent. "That's three so far. And you're all ready slowing down. Heh, I haven't even used my actual powers." Thanks to the demon, Vincent's shirt was tattered. "You both talk way too much."
Vincent stood straight and looked over to see Kiara losing the little advantage she had. "Kia-" He paused, and jumped back when Rebel ran toward him. "I see you're getting used to this."
Vincent was getting tired of being on the defensive, so workout warning, he shot at Rebel. This time when it was dodged, Rebel got close to Vincent, staring directly into his eyes. Just as Vincent was about to shoot, Rebel's eyes darkened, making him stop and stare.
His penance state wasn't just useful for hypnotic inducement, but also fear inducement. And as Vincent stared, his own fears began to play in his eyes. "Succumb to the fear~" While, Vincent was frozen in fear, Rebel pressed the blade to his stomach.
Somehow, someway the 'big fat meanie' echoed in his head making him remember that it was all in his head. There were things worse than his petty fears- like fighting the devil and his pet. Reality hit harder when he felt that familiar blade go into his stomach. In retaliation, Rebel received a bullet in his shoulder, and then at his side.
"Man, that... hurts...a lot." Vincent held his stomach, slightly bent over.
Rebel growled and prepared to strike, this time ending it for good. "Don't worry, I can stop that for you."
Vincent stood straight and looked over to see Kiara losing the little advantage she had. "Kia-" He paused, and jumped back when Rebel ran toward him. "I see you're getting used to this."
Vincent was getting tired of being on the defensive, so workout warning, he shot at Rebel. This time when it was dodged, Rebel got close to Vincent, staring directly into his eyes. Just as Vincent was about to shoot, Rebel's eyes darkened, making him stop and stare.
His penance state wasn't just useful for hypnotic inducement, but also fear inducement. And as Vincent stared, his own fears began to play in his eyes. "Succumb to the fear~" While, Vincent was frozen in fear, Rebel pressed the blade to his stomach.
Somehow, someway the 'big fat meanie' echoed in his head making him remember that it was all in his head. There were things worse than his petty fears- like fighting the devil and his pet. Reality hit harder when he felt that familiar blade go into his stomach. In retaliation, Rebel received a bullet in his shoulder, and then at his side.
"Man, that... hurts...a lot." Vincent held his stomach, slightly bent over.
Rebel growled and prepared to strike, this time ending it for good. "Don't worry, I can stop that for you."
I always notice the different way roleplays, both group and 1×1s, are set up. And it always interested me, mainly because I want to learn the "best" or most preferred way of setting up a roleplay for future GM reasons.
Some are eye catching with graphics and fancy fonts and the likes, while others are more simple or just plain text. Even with the simple ones, some still give great detail to the story. And contradictory to the fancy style of others, some may give little info or more rather it wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. ("Don't judge a book by its cover.")
With that in mind, a few questions came up about the topic that I thought might be helpful for some that also want to try their hand in the GM-ing world.
As a GM, would you prefer having straight to the point OOCs (and/or IntChks) or would you rather add the graphics and I would assume "extra effort" into it?
For the ones that do use the graphics, do you create them yourself, or do you get someone else to do it? Subliminally meaning, if you don't know how but you really want it nice, any recommend people/places?
For IntChks, how much information is enough information before it turns into an OOC?
Hmm, and I think that's it at the moment.
Some are eye catching with graphics and fancy fonts and the likes, while others are more simple or just plain text. Even with the simple ones, some still give great detail to the story. And contradictory to the fancy style of others, some may give little info or more rather it wasn't exactly what I thought it would be. ("Don't judge a book by its cover.")
With that in mind, a few questions came up about the topic that I thought might be helpful for some that also want to try their hand in the GM-ing world.
As a GM, would you prefer having straight to the point OOCs (and/or IntChks) or would you rather add the graphics and I would assume "extra effort" into it?
For the ones that do use the graphics, do you create them yourself, or do you get someone else to do it? Subliminally meaning, if you don't know how but you really want it nice, any recommend people/places?
For IntChks, how much information is enough information before it turns into an OOC?
Hmm, and I think that's it at the moment.
Orpheus said
Not that drabble horror again. D8
I'm going to agree.
....What on earth? I did laugh a little- mainly in confusion.
Oh where, oh where did all the lovely people go?
Nice post Dark.
Nice post Dark.
Rebel said nothing towards Webster's comment and possible threat. It was embarrassing, and yet some how he even kept calm when Mary teased him. 'How shameful.' He had let Webster down, and now he was going to have prove himself all over again. His arms crossed as he waited for the new task Webster planned on giving.
As the Devil's blade pointed at them, Vincent started to say something to Kiara. But apparently, Webster was in a rush to kill them both. He ended up pushing Kiara and jumping out of the way of his first attack. From there, it seemed that his focus was more on her than him. This gave Vincent ample opportunity to get a few head shots in. But as he tried, sudden sharp pains went down his arms, making him lower his weapon.
Rebel appeared in front of him, licking blood off the side of the blade. "Heh, this will be a fun game to play." One blade became two, and he prepared to strike again.
"I don't have time for you pet." Vincent rolled his eyes and once again aimed to get a few head shots while Webster was distracted, but once again he felt random pains. This time all over his body.
Rebel suppressed a growl toward the comment. "You should really pay attention to yourself. If I keep this up, you'll be dead. But I decided to have you with a slow death. So far, I've only cut one of your veins, which means you'll start to bleed out. Don't worry though. I'll need some of that blood for the drinks I'll be making."
Vincent sighed in frustration. He had to worry about speedster cutting holes into his body. Still, it wasn't as bad as Kiara. "Fine. Since got want took hat in my way, I'll kill you first."
"Ha, cute. Good luck." And then, Vincent was now avoiding or trying to avoid the multiple knife wounds.
As the Devil's blade pointed at them, Vincent started to say something to Kiara. But apparently, Webster was in a rush to kill them both. He ended up pushing Kiara and jumping out of the way of his first attack. From there, it seemed that his focus was more on her than him. This gave Vincent ample opportunity to get a few head shots in. But as he tried, sudden sharp pains went down his arms, making him lower his weapon.
Rebel appeared in front of him, licking blood off the side of the blade. "Heh, this will be a fun game to play." One blade became two, and he prepared to strike again.
"I don't have time for you pet." Vincent rolled his eyes and once again aimed to get a few head shots while Webster was distracted, but once again he felt random pains. This time all over his body.
Rebel suppressed a growl toward the comment. "You should really pay attention to yourself. If I keep this up, you'll be dead. But I decided to have you with a slow death. So far, I've only cut one of your veins, which means you'll start to bleed out. Don't worry though. I'll need some of that blood for the drinks I'll be making."
Vincent sighed in frustration. He had to worry about speedster cutting holes into his body. Still, it wasn't as bad as Kiara. "Fine. Since got want took hat in my way, I'll kill you first."
"Ha, cute. Good luck." And then, Vincent was now avoiding or trying to avoid the multiple knife wounds.
Enasi had expected a trip and fall or a stumble. So when Seishu fell and grabbed onto his shoulder, he was prepared. The Guardian paused and held him up until he could regain his composure. "Be careful." He said softly, watching him readjust. It was such a habit for him to worry that even he didn't notice it at times. " And stop growling do much, sheesh." That time it was more of a scolding tone. The dream guardian didn't need his counterpart scaring or hurting his dreams and minions. Rue was already a reminder of it. He surely didn't needmore. But telling him to stop obviously didn't work...
He shuddered at the rise of negative energy that began to lash out at the pool. With a sigh, Enasi stands and watches the act. Crios and Rue had paused in their acts. But line the dream guardian expected, Seishu calmed down. "Are you done?" His eyebrow raised as his energy dissipates and he goes quiet again. He suspected a yes as Seishu began to swim away. For a moment, without realizing it, he stared. Enasi watched him swim off and noticed how his hair spread around him. With a light shale of his head, the male turned away and started to swim the opposite way.
Just as he did, Crios called to him. Enasi stood straight, glancing back at the guardian who was still casually floating. "Alright." Was his only response to the doctor. So his swimming direction was turned around. Instead, he was swimming around in the clear water, under the surface. He was close enough to catch the other in trouble, but still at a preferable distance.
Rue smiled and waved at Seishu as he floated about. With a giggle, he called to him. "Aren't you suppose to be swimming?" As he flew over him, he caught a glimpse of Enasi under the water. "He can hold his breath for a really long time." He noticed, flying a little closer to the water. Though, he flinched a little when his name was called by the doctor. It was his warning of he was getting too close, so he backed away some. "Hey, can you do that too?" He pointed to Enasi, who apparently couldn't hear them, or want paying much attention.
There was a brief moment when he came back up for air, and to look at Seishu to make sure he was still able to move, but soon enough he was back under the water again. From the side, Crios called out. "We don't have all day Night. Start the laps. I don't want to be with you all day." He tapped a pen against a clipboard. He was going to track the nightmare's progress, but that couldn't happen if he didn't do anything.
He shuddered at the rise of negative energy that began to lash out at the pool. With a sigh, Enasi stands and watches the act. Crios and Rue had paused in their acts. But line the dream guardian expected, Seishu calmed down. "Are you done?" His eyebrow raised as his energy dissipates and he goes quiet again. He suspected a yes as Seishu began to swim away. For a moment, without realizing it, he stared. Enasi watched him swim off and noticed how his hair spread around him. With a light shale of his head, the male turned away and started to swim the opposite way.
Just as he did, Crios called to him. Enasi stood straight, glancing back at the guardian who was still casually floating. "Alright." Was his only response to the doctor. So his swimming direction was turned around. Instead, he was swimming around in the clear water, under the surface. He was close enough to catch the other in trouble, but still at a preferable distance.
Rue smiled and waved at Seishu as he floated about. With a giggle, he called to him. "Aren't you suppose to be swimming?" As he flew over him, he caught a glimpse of Enasi under the water. "He can hold his breath for a really long time." He noticed, flying a little closer to the water. Though, he flinched a little when his name was called by the doctor. It was his warning of he was getting too close, so he backed away some. "Hey, can you do that too?" He pointed to Enasi, who apparently couldn't hear them, or want paying much attention.
There was a brief moment when he came back up for air, and to look at Seishu to make sure he was still able to move, but soon enough he was back under the water again. From the side, Crios called out. "We don't have all day Night. Start the laps. I don't want to be with you all day." He tapped a pen against a clipboard. He was going to track the nightmare's progress, but that couldn't happen if he didn't do anything.
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