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In The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed) → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Harry Kingsfield


Location: Abandoned House

Ah yes, he had heard that there had been another murder, with the body being disposed of at this location - ominous. It had just never really sunk in that that had happened until he saw the police tape. After all, his reasons for investigating this location had absolutely nothing to do with recent events. More that he was hoping that one of these locations would contain clues about whatever that... thing in the forest was, or even better what could be done about it. If he incidentally happened to find something related to the current crime committed there that the local force missed out on, well he'd be happy to help them out with that.

Harry looked up out of his car at the rain. It was getting a bit better, yes, but should he pull out his umbrella or not? He'd hate to catch something, but it didn't seem that bad. Eventually figuring that he'd be spending most of his time inside, getting a bit wet on the way there and back wouldn't really affect too much. Umbrella-less he'd go. And that would leave both hands free as well.

Stepping out of his vehicle, the private investigator made his way over to the interior of the house proper. The fact that the door was wide open didn't fill him with optimism. This house may have been abandoned and a crime scene, but that didn't change the fact that people generally shut the front door when entering and leaving. Either an officer or intern had been especially careless when cleaning up, or somebody else was here. Someone who wasn't supposed to be here.

Furthermore, the back of his head was doing a fantastic job of conjuring up all sorts of fantastical monsters that could be lurking inside, but he didn't let that deter him as he continued onward, ducking underneath the police tape. He knew that in all likelihood it would just be him alone inside of a creepy house, but the fact that there was nobody else around was far more of an issue now than it had been when he was driving here five minutes prior. Harry stopped for a moment and took a deep breath before striding into the abandoned house. Let's see what was kept inside.
In 🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Giosue Zino
Location: Dining Room
Skills: The Watch

Whereas Evelina thought of Paradox abilities as being some sort of gift from the Cosmos themselves, Giosue took a far more mechanical approach on interpreting the cause of the strange powers. They were something he'd thought over a lot since learning about them in the first place. As far as he could tell, the most accurate description for what the Emendators were was that they appeared to be human concepts given flesh, therefore human in appearance, yet not bound to the limitations of man for the most part. Of course they could actually be the last members of some hyper-advanced, ancient alien race or something, but that wasn't as poetic. The truth of the matter that none of them were likely to truly ever know, because truly studying the physiology of one of them to figure out what made them tick almost certainly required horribly invasive surgery followed by methodical dissection. There simply wasn't the willingness or numbers to make such studies feasible.

However, Paradoxes as far as he could tell did not receive their powers for the same reasons Emendators did. The best explanation he could come up with so far was that when Eve brought them back it wasn't as a human. Well they were human, but they didn't actually exist, but they did. The fact that they were walking around now "after" they'd died was a glitch in reality's code so to speak. And their powers were their unique glitches showing their effects, with training allowing them to reproduce it at will. At least, that was the best explanation he could think of so far.

It was at this point, Gio realized he had spaced out thinking about the nature of Paradoxes for the 500th time and had missed out on whole segments of the conversation. Apparently the new arrivals were choosing a dodgeball team captain Emendator to hang around, and everyone so far seemed to be gravitating towards Nancy and Eve. Also somebody mentioned Alicia. Probably. The name was stuck in his head for some reason. And then it flashed in the back of his head. Of course that's why her name was stuck in his subconscious. Why else would he be thinking about that?

"It appears that I must go fetch our greeter," Gio spoke up as he rose from his chair and wiped himself of any stray crumbs. "She appears to have excused herself. Would anyone wish to accompany me?" He doubted most of the Paradoxes would catch onto what he truly meant, and Eve probably had something in mind for the rest of them, so he was about half-certain that he'd have to go alone, which was fine by him. But company would be nice as well. Either way worked for him.
In 🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed) → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nor

Location: Tower 3F
Interacting with:Grievous Gibbon

Well things were starting to get way too cramped for Nor, which was really saying something given how little space he took up. In front he had to deal with this damn ape, behind there was that big zombie and to his side there were like three more things there, one of which he was pretty sure was the boy.There was basically no room for him to maneuver, which might have actually been a blessing in disguise. Because by that same note, neither did the ape. There were so many things nearby that it wasn't able to effectively strike at him without creating some space.

So that it tried to do, taking a couple steps backwards so its long limbs would be better able to wallop the dwarf. Problem is, the ape's body wasn't exactly built for moving directly backward, and even with his short legs, Nor was able to advance more quickly than it was about to retreat. In an instant, he was directly on top of the summoned beast, dagger mid-way through its swing. His first attack was a stab to the exposed upper abdomen followed up by a second aimed far lower.

While the blade was still embedded in its flesh, Nor gave a great heave and yanked the blade upwards, opening up the ape's stomach. The fiend gurgled and gnashed its teeth in rage, saliva falling from its mouth like the contents of a tipped over chamberpot onto an unsuspecting gnome a floor below. For a moment it looked like it was nearly about to grab the Dwarf and strangle him regardless of any injuries it might have suffered, but then the light passed from its eyes and it fell over with a wet thud.

One more down. Hopefully there wouldn't be even more surprises in store.
In 🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mali Anson
Location: Queensguard
Skills:Perception

"Are you sure that's such a good idea? After all, you don't really know what exactly you're dealing with, do you Z-" Mali began to reply, but then shut up mid sentence. She couldn't be entirely sure, but she swore she heard some movement on the stairs. She motioned for Zoie and Relic to remain silent as she strained her ears to make sure she really wasn't hearing things. It would be really dumb to move to a secluded area, but still get caught in a compromising conversation simply due to the bad luck of the wrong people passing by at the wrong time. And even if that was happening, she would try to mitigate any damage by avoiding saying potentially damning if she could.

Given a few seconds she was pretty sure she was hearing footsteps moving up the staircase, but couldn't be 100% certain. Regardless, she wasn't going to take the chance, and relocating again probably wouldn't help. From what she'd seen, this stairwell was probably about as good as they were going to get for privacy. Mali motioned that there were people above before she leaned forward and lowered her speaking volume to a bare whisper.

"Taking out Juno could be a great thing, but if you're just replacing one Illuminati with another one, have you really accomplished anything? Especially if the competition was stopping each other from accomplishing their goals. If there's someone out there who can actually take out Juno and leave it out there, great. I just want to avoid a situation where the situation is made inadvertently worse because you didn't think things through. Who or what are you banking on for this? If the only way to feel comfortable communicating this is by mouthing the name, fine."

Relic and Zoie were still talking around the issue, and she wasn't going to have it. Perhaps now was a bad time to demand to demand transparency, but at this point she was doubting if there ever would be a good time. Well, there would, but those other times tended to get consumed by other topics, but this was an important thing to her and she didn't want to sideline the desire to have some idea what the hell she was actually doing any longer.
In Darke Magyk - Concluded → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Atkin Bowman
Location: Palace

Take Atkin's stance for example. He was visibly irritated. Although in an ostensibly neutral expression, there was a tenseness in his jaw, like he was clenching his teeth and all the muscles in the upper half of his face seemed to be ever so slightly scrunched up, about 20% of the way to a furrowed brow. He had his arms crossed firmly in front of his chest, effectively blocking himself off from any errant small talk. And although his feet were wide apart, indicating confidence or stubbornness, they rarely stayed in place.

He didn't like this situation. Not one bit. Getting ditched and left alone with this... guy. Cuyler if he heard correctly. Atkin looked over the guy, sizing him up. He was tall, dwarfing the apprentice by a good 7 inches, and definitely built as far as his upper body went. Maybe he was some kind of dock worker? No, the guys that worked there had legs like logs, what with all the heavy shit they had to carry around onto and off of boats of all shapes and sizes. But assuming he was any good with his fists, Atkin guessed the guy would clobber him in a fair fight. The more surprising thing to him was how young his fellow dumpee was. By his guess, Bryon was probably a few years older. And he didn't have Magykal eyes either, so how he knew Arya was beyond him.

When asked if he was always sidelined, Atkin merely looked at him, but didn't answer. Yeah, he wasn't just going to hang around here with this guy for the next hour. It was bad enough when he expected to be hanging around Arya and Rowland the whole time, but getting babysat by this schlub who seemed content to just sit like some dog at the palace's doorstep? Nah.

Without warning, the ExtraOrdinary Apprentice turned away from Cuyler and headed inside the Palace proper. He had no idea what he was going to do here or where exactly he'd be going, but anywhere would be better than sitting tight outside. As long as he remained cognizant of the time, and the activity of those walking the halls, he was confident he'd be able to make it to an appropriate place before the Coronation actually began. Not like it'd be a big mystery on where it'd actually take place. Perhaps he'd run into some foreign diplomats. They'd be interesting to talk to, and in his dress robes they may even give him the time of day.
In The Wolves of Red Lake (Completed) → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Harry Kingsfield


Location: B&B->Abandoned House

And at long last, he had the peace to enjoy his breakfast in peace. It seemed like his answers where enough to satisfy both the cook and his client enough so that they were satisfied, at least for the time being. Still, he couldn't be sure if this wouldn't come back later and bite him in the ass. However, his primary concern was getting the grub into his stomach as soon as possible. He was starving.

Roughly ten to fifteen minutes later, and he was all finished, with all his used dishes neatly stacked up into one convenient pile for clean-up. It was a minor display of courtesy, but hopefully whoever had to collect them would appreciate their job being just a bit easier. Harry wiped his mouth clean of any stray crumbs and syrup as he stepped out of the Bed and Breakfast.

Now he was confronted with the choice of where he would go to investigate that day. The two primary options that sprang to mind was either the supposedly abandoned house, and that Helsey woman Mrs. Walker had told him about. He didn't really have any particular preference one way or the other. Neither were obviously directly tied to the case and were likely to be as likely to be dead ends, so he wasn't exactly sure. So after a few moments of thought, he decided to just settle it with a coin flip. Heads he goes to this shop, tails the abandoned house.

Harry dug around in his pockets for a coin, and to his surprise found a full silver dollar. When did he get ahold of that? Well no matter, it was a small bonus to his day. He set the coin down on his thumb and lobbed it into the air. He put a bit too much force into it, and almost launched it into a nearby gutter, but was fast enough to still catch it out of the air. When he covered the coin he found that it was indeed tails. Well, that settled that. Helsey could be met with after he did a bit of investigating of the house. Stretching his arms, the private investigator hopped into his car and took a drive towards that point of the pentagram.
In 🦄 The Paradoxical Emendation - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Giosue Zino
Location: Dining Room
Skills: N/A

Gio looked upon all the odd happenings at the table with what could only be described as distanced interest. He took things in, and appeared to react and be entertained, but didn't seem to be really be actively engaged with the rest of the table. Whether it was Gilbert's little choking episode (he was pretty sure both Eve and himself had in times past gotten onto him about chewing his food properly. If they lost another one of their number to poor eating habits of all things...) or Andromeda's disappearing act, he only had the minimal reactions to display.

"No, we don't have to do anything so out of the way," Gio said, replying to Sophia's question about time traveling phone booths. He was pretty sure she was half joking, but he still answered it with a straight response. "I can open up portals to any point and place in time, and you only need to step through it in order to end up at the desired location. But if what you're looking for is some sort of time manipulation artifact, we do have a television that acts as a time portal, that you can adjust to view any time and place you set it to. A television is a device with a built in surface that can be used to receive and broadcast images and sounds from other places." Perhaps not the best explanation of televisions, but he didn't know the context from which all of the Paradoxes had come from, and that was probably the best he'd be able to come up with off the top of his head without knowing more about these people.

"And I'd like to point out that there's also such a thing as being caught with your pants down because you refused to plan at all," he said as a direct counterpoint to Nancy. The last thing this group needed right now was to charge ahead without any guidance, thinking they can just rely on their gut. Or even worse, under the leadership of Nancy. He loved her, but she was not the person in charge for a reason. "Need I remind you of September 1st, 1661?"
In 🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S. → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Mali Anson
Location: Queensguard
Skills:N/A

Mali wasn't sure what exactly to think, looking at Zoie's initial lack of reaction to what she'd asked. Was she actually not in a stater of mind to answer? Maybe she just didn't hear her. The room was pretty crowded and she had been whispering. Should she repeat the question but speak up? Would it be safe to do so? Luckily, she didn't have to worry about all that for very long.

It looking suspicious to leave now was certainly a reason to not leave, and she could accept it. Of course, everything being handled internally could cause even more trouble for them than the simple police investigation. But sound reasoning aside, it didn't seem like Zoie was put together enough to keep control of the whole situation and well, Relic wasn't really the leader type in an IRL context. So she resolved to take charge of this whole clusterfuck until somebody told her to stop.

First, they needed to get away from Zatara's body, and by proxy all these people. They wouldn't be able to talk about anything here. Even putting aside security issues, the air was starting to take on that musty, muggy quality when a lot of people were too close to each other in an enclosed space for too long. Gently she grabbed Zoie's hand (without even thinking consciously about the contact at that) and Relic's shoulder and pulled them away from the crime scene proper.

"C'mon, let's get some privacy." At this point she had more or less discarded the whole "blend in with the upper crust" plan she had been thinking about this entire day. Fuck it, she was going to proceed acting as she normally would now. Anyone whou didn't like it could shove their judgements up their own ass as far as she cared. With a bit of direction from Zoie, and a set of functioning eyeballs, she was able to get them to a relatively secluded area by a stairwell.

"Alright. There's been a giant wrench thrown into our plans, but I think we might be in a more fortunate position than we could imagine. From what I can tell, the higher ups are in just as bad a situation as we are. Lots of things are going wrong, and Elizabeth doesn't seem to be a strong enough leader to keep her shit together. This could be a rare chance where Juno is in disarray and we can take advantage of this and learn or do all sorts of things we'd not be able to do otherwise."

"But first, I'm tired of being left in the dark about seemingly everything important. Why are we here? What's your goals for the night? Where the hell did you disappear to for so long? And if you know anything else about this place, I'd really like to know." Mali recognized she really didn't have much legitimate justification for demanding all this information, but again, at this point she kind of stopped giving a damn. Being a continual passive agent only seemed to get her injuries and front row tickets to murders. Anytime in Justice she went out and actually did things she had no business doing, they paid off. She wasn't going to sit around with her thumb in her ass and wait for the security agents to clean up the bodies tonight, and if being an actively player meant acting entitled to things she hadn't earned, so be it.
In 🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed) → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Nor

Location: Tower 3F
Interacting with:Corrupt Chimpanzee

That Ape really didn't take kindly to being stabbed. As soon as Nor was able to extract the blade from the beast, it went into a frenzy, hollering, hooting as it came at the dwarf with a taste for revenge. Its eyes burned red with anger and bloodlust and he was pretty sure that it was starting to foam at the mouth. The Fiendish Ape began to swing its giant arms at Nor with increasing frequency and velocity, if at the expense of accuracy, per se.

However, it took Nor's full attention to simply avoid getting pummeled by the wild ape. It was a lot quicker than its size and build would indicate, and by the time he would duck out of the way of a swipe, he'd see the other arm come around to try nailing him at the top of his head, perhaps the worst way and place to get hit while wearing full plate. It was at times like these that Nor really felt the disadvantages of being a dwarf. The damned' ape's limbs were so long that in order for him to be able to try striking, he'd have to cover a considerable distance within the hominid's field of attack before he even had a chance of landing another stab.

However, at one point the ape tried to smash Nor with a two-handed hammerfist-like strike, which seemed to leave it open just long enough for him to finally close the distance. Opportunistic as always, the merc sprang forward to seize the chance, only to find out he had been too hasty. Suddenly, in his limited peripheral, he spotted some movement before getting caught in the side with a rock-like balled up claw.

There was a distinct noise and a sensation of pain, but he couldn't be too sure what was damaged from the blow. Could have been his ribs, could have been some internal damage. Maybe it was something else entirely. But none of that really mattered, because it landing a single shot wasn't enough for the ape. It kept coming at him, seemingly intent on trying to smash him to death. Well, he wasn't going to let it get what it wanted that easily.

It seemed that just trying to dodge the ape's wild swings would never get him anywhere but dead. If he wanted to make it out of this, he'd need to go for riskier options. The ape lunged forward for another barrage of blows, but as it did so, so did Nor. If he had the time to actually think things through, he would have estimated maybe a 50/50 chance of getting hit way harder than if he had simply kept focusing on defense. But as luck would have it, instead it allowed him to slip through the beast's arms and give him the positioning to land another knife between the ribs. Now he'd just need to do a few more of those for the thing to go down. Hopefully.
In Darke Magyk - Concluded → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Atkin Bowman
Location: Wizard Tower

They were already riding the timer too close for his liking, but it seemed that the day had yet more annoyances in store before they could even get to the castle to prepare for the Coronation. Not even during the ceremony proper. They hadn't even had the chance to prepare for the damn thing. Were people just going to stop them every single step of the way now? He'd gotten somewhat accustomed to people just coming up and asking for favors from Arya because she was the ExtraOrdinary Wizard, but this was getting ridiculous.

On top of being one more annoyance in a day chock full of annoyances, Atkin really didn't like the way he was looking at Arya. The apprentice wasn't going to say anything, because he seemed to already be familiar with her and the old man, but Atkin decided he'd keep an eye on this guy. Make sure he didn't do anything unsavory.

"Another one?" he asked incredulously. Being stopped from making their way to the tower was aggravating enough, but it being another warning of grave danger drove him up a wall. Just how awful was this day going to get before the midway point? "Do you think this is another warning about the Queste or whatever, or is this about something else entirely? I have no idea what the beskochaki kamentsi is," he asked, turning towards his master, face now firmly embedded within his palm.
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