Dark Light

To Hold Back The Dark

@Dark Light
Hiiii! Good to see you Dark!

That's pretty different than what we have. We do have someone named Nova who produces barriers and aoe buff spell but we dont have any sigil makers or healers. So those work.

@BunniesOfDoom

I went and checked Nova's magic to make sure the barrier is thematically different but can't see it.

Anyway, should have the twins up later today :D

Where's a good place location-wise to be when I start?

To Hold Back The Dark

@BunniesOfDoom

Cool, cool! And Hii btw. :)

Ok, so ideas. Please point out any holes in it.

Thinking twins.
Shy female light bringer.
Clergy type who already worshipped the light goddess before this all begun.
Magic - healing, light barriers, summoning temporary creatures made of light. (corporeal light spirits)

Human male. Not blessed or taken by the dark
bit opposite his sister, more outspoken, very loyal and protective.
he's a good fighter and a skilled artificer. and can scribe sigils (if that's even a skill).
(As for artificer gadgets maybe things like wrist a crossbow, retractable blades, flashbang like explosions ect depending on the level of fantasy tech you will allow, maybe a clockwork creature)

Thoughts, feelings, limits, ideas? Any of that too similar to an existing character?

To Hold Back The Dark

Is this still going and still recruiting?

The Golden age of Piracy

K E N J I T A K E D A

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Interacting with: @Adeline Genevieve

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"FREEDOM!?" He laughed. A pained groan quickly following his surprised outburst. He breathes slow and shakes his head. He opens his mouth to speak and then closes it as he retreats into thought. A hint of sorrow in his eyes as he looks at her while limping along at her side.

"I fear you mistake lawlessness for liberty."
He lets out a sigh and turns his gaze forward. "The sea does not give you freedom, only storms, hunger and graves. You have simply traded one pair of chains for another. A much harsher master. One that demands both your blood and soul."

He didn't seem much in the talking mood after that. His mood growing sour as his focus shifts to thoughts not shared.
Soon, they were at the shop.

The Golden age of Piracy

@Psycho Sushi

Nothing wrong with it. ;)

The Golden age of Piracy

K E N J I T A K E D A

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Interacting with: @Adeline Genevieve

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"No." Kenji replies sharply. "We must gather supplies first. I won't be the reason we go back empty handed." his honour wouldn't allow it. He gazes at her with a stubborn intensity.

Just then, much to his dismay, a rugged pirate with a finely waxed moustache and colourful clothes firmly pats Kenji on the back. After congratulating him on the fight he gives them directions to a small shop on a main street. 'Somewhere he could get some supplies to fix himself up.' and invites him to come back anytime. Then he carried on counting his money and dispersed back into the hustle and bustle like everyone else.

Kenji didn't wait for a response from Gene, he just started limping off in the given direction.

As they walk, Kenji strikes up conversation.
"So...I'm curious..what is a lady like you doing here? I never got the chance to ask you that earlier" Kenji went straight to the point, after all Genevieve was already one of them. "I mean...You are not like the other doctors we usually get. They were... well... pirates..."

The Golden age of Piracy

K E N J I T A K E D A

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Interacting with: @Adeline Genevieve

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Kenji decided that if he was going to be forced to fight, well then he would. Besides, he knew a good doctor if things went bad.

After the thug threw a few more punches at Kenji, one he made the horrible mistake of trying to block which left his forearm feeling like it was fractured, he had gathered enough of his senses and assessed his opponent.

It became quickly clear that this muscular wall of muscle before Kenji was a brawler. A back alley fighter that got by on brute strength and ruthlessness alone.
While it didn't make Kenji feel any more comfortable, it did give him an edge against the wild reckless attacks.

Two heavy-handed powerful swings came one after another. The pirate swinging like he wanted to end the fight in just one punch, which, if Kenji wasn't careful he very well might.

Instinctively stepping back out of the reach of the first, Kenji had to mentally push himself forward to duck under the second, bringing him up nice and close to the brute, inside the big man's arms and guard. At this proximity his odour was even worse, his rotten breath like a physical cloud hovering over Kenji. Ignoring it he released a flurry of sharp blows to the big man's torso and ended the assault with with a leaping knee right into his gut.

While everything landed perfectly, it was near enough completely ineffectual, each blow failing to penetrate either the big man's fat or muscle depending where it landed. After his little leap, Kenji didn't land back on the ground either. Big powerful arms wrapping around his shoulders, pinning his arms to his body, holding him up in the air. Squeezing, squeezing him.

He could feel the immense pressure around him, crushing his chest, his ribs, his lungs. He tried to break free, to wriggle or to fight, but it was useless. He would scream in protest had he any breath left to do so. Kenji felt as if he was suspended both in the air and in time, the pulse of his blood like a hurricane in his ears.
With a final desperate effort he threw his forehead forward, the angle was all wrong for a good headbutt and he felt the sharp stab of a solitary large tooth Puncture his head. He really wasn't sure who that hurt most, and while it didn't free him, it did caused the thug to stumble.

Swinging his foot across his body, Kenji stabbed it down on the inside of the thugs opposing knee, a bit of skill and a lot of luck causing it to slightly buckle under the big man's weight.
Still, the giant didn't so much as loosen its grip let alone free him. Time was quickly running out for the surgeon, his face looking all the wrong colour, blood trickling down his head from where the lone tooth protruded his flesh.

As the giants stance buckled, Kenji's toes scrapped the floor. Pushing up against the man's powerful arms Kenji kicked down with all his might, driving the heel of his foot down onto the giants big toe, shattering it with a satisfying crunch.

There was a howl of pain, Kenji freed an arm and stuck the man in his throat with well conditioned, straight, strong fingers. This was finally enough to free him but Kenji wasted no time to gather his breath, sweeping out the man's weightless injured foot he brought him to one knee as he gasped for air. Then with a sharp and perfect pirouette Kenji spun around, lashing out with his foot and completing a perfect roundhouse kick that connect squarely with the thugs jaw.

'THWACK!'

The sound resonated through the air.
Kenji had kicked many a things. Straw dummies, barrels, the ships mast. But none had felt more solid than this man's head. Losing his balance in the blow, both men fell to the floor gasping for air.

Slowly, Kenji and only Kenji got back up. Panting heavily, favouring one leg over the other, blood still trickling down his face.
All in all the fight was fairly short, but the crowd didn't seem displeased, even those who lost a bit of coin. Eyeing Genevieve through the crowd, Kenji limped towards her, ignoring the crowd as they parted for him, patting his weapons to reassure himself that they were still there.

"Know where I can find a doctor?" He asks her, his teasing smile quickly turning into a pained grimace.

The Golden age of Piracy

K E N J I T A K E D A

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Interacting with: @Adeline Genevieve

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The crowd grew tighter and tighter as Kenji slowly approached the now consistent 'Thwacking' sound. Before he could push his way to the front he heard the sound grow wet, the crowed roared even louder with a mixed cacophony of cheers and displeasure before quickly dying down.

He knew then that he was too late, it was over. All that remain was the exchanging of coins, the fading excitement, the pent up aggression and the heavy smell of unwashed bodies, testosterone, spilled blood and the islands unique constant undertone, the ever present blend of stale salty alcohol that emitted from the grimy pores of most men. He had missed the fight.

"Gene..." He calls as he turns around and looks back for the doctor, unable to see her through all the crushing bodies.
"GENEV..."
He begun to shout, catching a glimpse of her clothing through the crowd, his call suddenly cut off by the even louder shrill strained yell of a man nearby.

" Twen'y on da China man!"

Kenji hadn't noticed anyone of Chinese descent and for a split second he thought about pushing his way back to the front to watch this new fighter.
But he needn't bother. In that same moment was fiercely shoved by the very same man who was yelling. He barely managed to keep his feet beneath him as he forcibly stumble through the faceless jeering crowd. The pressure of crushing warm bodies suddenly vanished and was replaced by cool empty air.
He was in the middle of the circle.
He didn't see the China man because he was the China man.

A roar erupted from the crowd, not realising the mistake, the misunderstanding. Kenji raised his open hands, softly shaking his head as he tried to melt back into the crowd, but he might as well have tried to melt into a solid wall, a wall made of many forceful hands pushing him back out. He thought he caught a glimpse of Genevieve but there was nothing she could do.

Unable to escape through that spot Kenji spun around. First he noticed a man on his back, sprawled out on the floor, clutching his bloody nose, face bruised, a red and swollen mess. Then he noticed a large monster of a man. Bald with a flat, gnarled face, a wide, bare, hairy chest, thick knotted arms and scars a plenty. The man was also missing an ear but Kenji barely had time to register that as a hammer like fist caught him in the side of the head and sent him spinning back into the crowd.

The world spun and Kenji lost all bearings. He would have surely fallen to the ground had not the crowd caught him and thrown him back into the makeshift ring. His ears were ringing, he barely perceived the roaring of the crowd and it took all his focus to blink away the stars and duck under the next wild blow.

There was no elegance in his movement but he did manage to evade the punch, coming up on the other side of the ring. Space between them now. The muscular pirate turned and gave Kenji a wicked gap-toothed grin, bloody knuckles raised and at the ready to pulverise another victim.

Starwake - Shadows of the Sphere

@Expendable@Ponn@TideTypedWrong@OliveYou

First post is up. Right now the two groups are not near each other but for my ease, experienced the exact same welcome. Feel free to throw me any questions you might have otherwise sandbox for a while. Have fun!

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