Dragoknighte

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Giosue Zino

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Location: Ville au Camp: Main House: Room 202

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Gio couldn't hold in a chuckle at Nancy's sudden change in accent. It was one of the most important parts of the ensemble, to sound like she actually was from the distant future, but she still sounded absolutely ridiculous. Sure while one was actually in the Verse it was hunky dory, but October 31st 1948 in his room was a very different context. However, he was quickly able to regain his composure, thereafter he cleared his throat as a sign that he was ready to move on with the questions.

"We'll start with something simple. As a child, what was your favourite food item, has that changed since? If so, why?" Many times when writing a character, it was easy to forget little things that every real person would have and be able to articulate with nary a thought. When those aspects weren't present, the character could easily cease to be a convincing illusion of a real person, thus shattering all audience engagement. Have a stable foundation before trying to accomplish anything complex or outlandish.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Duct tape is more useful than friendship

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Nor

Location: Tower
Interacting with:Hooded Figure

See, this was exactly the kind of shit that Nor had been trying to prevent by striking first, but the fact that the mage had gotten the chance to do anything at all changed the whole situation. Immediately going in for the kill might stop him from doing any more trickery, but that was no guarantee that anything he'd done while still drawing breath would be undone. All the undead that he'd created, whatever he did to the furball to get its balls in a twist, and anything else could still act as they had.

So his aim changed from outright elimination to the more risky, but more socially accepted non-lethal submission. Still running full-speed, the dwarf entered the range where he did best: close quarters. As he closed in on the man Nor dropped his already low center of gravity, resembling a bullet train (had those things existed) more than a dwarf and barreled into the caster with his entire weight behind him. His arms hooked back behind the taller mans and down they both went. Once on the ground, it was child's play to pin the hooded figure down and introduce his neck to the business end of his knife.

"Might want tae call off the wolfie and the corpses if'n ye know what's good for ye."

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Cyne

Location: Tower
Interacting with:Undead

It would take more than a simple shove to sate the fury that had awoken in Cyne's breast. That was merely how she'd reacted to save her windpipe from being crushed. No, there was still far more to do to the reanimated body laying in the bed. The bear raised its paw overhead like a fist and brought it down with the might of Mother Nature behind it.

When one strikes through any kind of material, they don't actually feel what they're striking as they do it. The motion is too quick and the sense of touch is not fast enough to instantaneously register sensations. The only indication of Cyne's successful attack that could be registered as soon as it had occurred was a soft crunching noise deadened only further by the soft bed underneath. It was not until after the strike had rung true that she could feel the cool, wet innards twisted and broken around her paw or see that her attack had blown right through the corpse's chest. And yet it still showed signs of unlife. The bear growled in frustration at the wretched thing. If that wasn't enough, maybe she'd just have to maul the accursed thing until it ceased to resemble a human.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

Mali Anson

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Location: Diamond District

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"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot more limber now," She replied to Genny, touching her hands together behind her back as a demonstration of her statement. Flexibility was something she needed to work on more. She wasn't a plank of wood, but the level of bulk she carried these days was definitely to impede her mobility at times, and it would only get worse if she didn't keep the limberness of her body in mind.

"Hopefully I won't screw it up too soon." Ah, a facial. That was the aspect of the whole spa treatment she had the least experience with. Nothing else so far had been very out of her expectations (Wayne aside), so she wasn't too stressed out about this aspect of the experience. Was she going to be given a green facial mask and cucumbers over the eyes (how was that even supposed to help anything)? She half hoped half not. She would look absolutely ridiculous.

Speaking of absolutely ridiculous, it sounded like Zoie was being put through the ringer. It was bad enough for her accent to completely slip in public. What if Helga was just as bad as she had built her up to be in her head, but she was just built to take the punishment she could deal out? Out of all the ways to learn one was stronger than they thought, this was one of the least probable.

And then they got to Shela herself. Mali had a hard time believing she was an actual human being. Taken bit by bit everything checked out, but taken as a whole, she was too... otherworldly. Hell, Mali had a good foot and a half on her in height at least, and she wouldn't be surprised if they were less than a Stone apart in weight. Mali cautiously took her handshake, still not really sure how she was supposed to react to the dwarf.

"Feeling a bit overwhelmed by a bunch of things, but better than I could be."

"So are you Elizabeth or Shela?"

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Harry Kingsfield

Location: Lake

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Harry stood back and watched the elderly man leave him alone in the forest. He never did mention his name, did he? Maybe Harry just missed it. 'Old Hunter' would have to suffice in his notes for the time being. But he had a feeling that awkward conversation wouldn't be the last time they'd have to talk. Ominous premonitions aside, he had notes to jot down over everything that just happened. Harry reached to grab his pen, but noticed that he was still holding the scrap of cloth. The Private Investigator took a long look at the thing before stuffing it into his breast pocket.

When he had finished his short-hand chronicling of the past 10 minutes or so, Harry was left with the all important question: What do I do now? The sulfurous smell was gone, so that course of action was gone and the chances that those teenagers were still hanging around where they were was close to nil. A glance to the sky indicated that he still had a bit of time before sundown, when he'd have to leave or risk too much unnecessarily. He didn't have much else open to him at the moment, so he set off to get a good mental map of the Lake and see if he could find anything else noteworthy.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Giosue Zino

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Location: Ville au Camp: Main House: Room 202

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"Nonsense Loki, I'm quite the actor already," the Emendator spoke with complete confidence, his voice increasing in volume by 10 decibels at the least. As he spoke he began to pace about the room dramatically and gesture with great energy. "I'll have you know that I was in the fifth performance of Sophocles' Ajax. What a play that was. I'll tell you, theatrics have lost their way." The fact Giosue always failed to mention when he brought up his brief, ancient history with theater is that he only held a bit, non-speaking background part, covering for a friend who had grown ill that night.

Giosue continued to gesticulate until he turned around and found the mess that was Nancy's discarded clothing. Immediately his mood switched from bombastic, playful boastfulness to overworked housemaid. He stooped over, picking up all of his friends clothes, shaking off any stray dirt they may have picked up from the ground and making sure they were all properly hung up or folded before getting back to Nancy. He knew she didn't care, but her clothes being thrown about his room, being dirtied unnecessarily really bothered him. Even if he did ignore them, he wouldn't be able to focus on the rest of their business before something was done about the whole situation.

Mess now clean, Giosue opened the drawer to his work dresser and fetched the binder containing the finalized version of the script they'd worked on together. Well, script wasn't entirely correct. It was half script, half character outline. A great deal of the time she spent would have to be off the cuff, so she needed to be in the proper head space to method act the part without a hitch. Gio pulled out a copy for himself and for Nancy each before taking a seat in his Writing Chair.

"Where shall we begin, Ashley?"

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Mr Rage

Spoiler for next mission

There will be hand-to-hand combat.

@Ariamis

EDIT: Dammit, timestamps don't work on embeds apparently

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

I dunno, but we all did go through the effort of learning Hokuto Shinken.

The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed)

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Harry Kingsfield

Location: Lake

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Harry accepted the torn piece of clothing gently, so as not to appear like he was trying to snatch the piece of evidence away from him. Honestly, he had no idea what exactly he was going to do with it. It was unknown whether the Red Lake Police Department had a canine unit that he'd be able to utilize for the purpose of determining if the scrap of fabric was even evidence in the first place then trying to track down Riley with it, but he doubted a small county like this had the resources for such a thing to exist in Red Lake. But potential evidence was still potential evidence, and it was something he knew the FBI Agent wouldn't have access to.

"Not anything particularly out of the ordinary." Yeah he had the feeling like he was being watched here and there, but that didn't particularly spring to mind as being "anything weird." In the city, everyone was accustomed to seeing strangers and screened out most others as irrelevant background props, but in small towns like these, newcomers were always novelties at a minimum, dangerous pests at worst, so generally he caught at least one or two starers whenever he strolled in. At least, that's how Harry rationalized it to himself.

🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S.

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Giosue Zino

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Location: Ville au Camp: Main House: Room 202

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"Perhaps, my dear. Perhaps. It depends on if we have the time." While someone with less restraint or who hadn't lived at least 23 lifetimes, most of them as a living embodiment of time itself might have purposefully made some kind of joke, or noticed afterwards and smiled at their own perceived wittiness, Gio gave no such indication for there wasn't anything humorous about what he'd said.

Yes, they were about to enter a theoretically perpetual time loop, but they still had to contend with time moving normally beforehand and once in the loop, everyone that resided within it would still experience "time" and have to contend with only being able to do so many things at a time. The longer they waited, the more Paradoxes would show up, and the more difficult it would be to prepare everyone's gifts. Even when freed from the flow of time, one still had to contend with it.

"I had to hide the costume in two parts of space-related reasons, I hope you don't mind." Moving quietly so as to not cause a huge ruckus, Giosue moved the dresser away from the wall and reached behind it. After a few seconds of blind jiggling, he produced a jumpsuit on a hanger. All the way down it was lined with stripes that were once black, but now faded to a grayish-blue. On the "neck" of the hanger was looped a set of dull matte handcuffs broken apart halfway down the length of the chain. He laid the costume on the bed before laying down to get the pièce de résistance underneath the bed: a metal weight attached via chain to an ankle cuff. All the parts assembled, the Watch pulled out the key to the cuffs from his trousers.