Experiment 249

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I have a feeling everyone is gonna be slow with posting these next two days anyways

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

Thelin

Location: Crossed Swords Tavern
Interacting With: Fenmal

Thelin sat with Femnal, trading stories of homes they had left and spells they had cast on travelers in good fun. The two hit it off like brothers and the ale helped as well. That was until the smell hit. A glorious, heavenly trumpet ripped through the tavern, shaking the entire facility and silencing all patrons withing. Maybe the holy man who thought he was a woman was finally getting his prayers answered by an angry god, or an orcish war horn was blown right above all of their heads. It was a sound no human could naturally make for sure, Thelin wasn't even certain he could recreate it with magic with the help of his whole village back home. He looked to Femnal who in turned looked at him and the two then looked around as if in sync, with the same attitudes. Everyone was shocked but nobody was ready for the smell.

It became obvious what kind of horn had sounded above their heads quickly, as Thelin quickly rolled a constitution saving throw to see whether or not he'd puke, lucking the gods were smiling upon him and he held the ale he had just drank within his gut. "What in the name of... whatever god that cleric prays to did that man eat?" Thelin choked out, his hummingbirds all diving for his backpack to avoid the smell. Five distinct puff noises meant they were all safe within his pack, and Thelin ran out the door, or at least tried to. He got to a window, which wasn't blocked by the legs of elves and men over twice his height. The window wouldn't budge but Thelin wasn't a quitter. He hopped up on the windowsill, and using his entire body's strength opened it up and took a deep breath in as fresh air wafted in.

He turned around and sat in the window and looked around the room. A few individuals stood out. These would be the people who could take him to see the orc wars. A ranger, that cleric, the man who could release hellish fury from his backside, the woman who offered to buy him a drink, and a few others all made the list. He would have to slip them a note to meet him before the next battle to escort him. He could always sneak in but most battles were not surrounded by a lot of cover which was ideal for a rogue such as himself. He stared at all of these people, not hiding it. A little prestidigitation made him glow a bit to draw attention, but not too much of it. He had to test their perception. Those who looked would probably get a note handed to them, those who did not would simply find it in their pockets.

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

I live!

I need to read up on what happened and then post
(also someone just bought me undertale on steam, so I need to make sure everything is done before I beat the whole game in one sitting because I'm a monster with no self control)

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EDIT:
Did not beat it in one sitting, only got to muffet

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@ReaptheMusic@Ferris
My friend on steam just bought me undertale for christmas.
I'm so hype

Fire Emblem: Reawakening

Interested! I can get a cs up later today (I don't know why I'm awake but it's 6 am now and I haven't slept, so I need to do that first)

Seva

(Put a mini character profile here about a sentence long, plus a thing they do best)

Name: Seva

Age: 23

Birthday: 04/19

Race: Human

Class: Thief

Role: Anna

Personality: While a fool by occupation, Seva is anything but the traditional jokester. His wit and dry sense of humor combine to make a seemingly mean spirited calculated human being, who will make all but one laugh in every situation. That poor one left not laughing is usual the punchline of his jokes, and more often then not the victim of more than just emotional pain. Seva tried to make it in life with a real job for a while, learning acrobatics and sight of hand magic tricks and enjoys sharing these acts of foolery with others, and not only because it takes their eyes off of their coin purses.

History: Seva, born into a family of no notable achievements and doomed from the start to be forgotten by most made it his life goal to stand out. He would pick on others, putting them down for his own insecurity about this and he made a mark on his younger peers through this. He learned he was actually fairly good at putting others down, to the point that he was being noticed simply for that and it became almost habitual to respond to every hello with a witty remark about the person's dress or face. This was the beginning of his spiral into fame/infamy. The attention he had gotten was not enough, it was addictive and he craved it more so than when he was a child and there was a perfect job for just that. A fool.

And so Seva went out, found a master and took to studying comedy techniques used by fools and found that most involved him being the punchline an couldn't have that. He mastered puppetry, card tricks, sleight of hand, and his speaking ability. He wouldn't get a job for some time, and when he would he wouldn't keep it for very long as he didn't subscribe to the normal habits of a fool. He would arrive to where he was to preform, uniform on and ready and begin his performance of fire breathing (not a good combat technique) or simple card tricks and eventually invite an audience member to help him out. This audience member would occasionally be his employer or a close friend of theirs, and during this portion of the show, Seva would tear the man or woman apart with his words, jokingly mocking everything they did with a dry monotone voice. The crowd would love it but it wan't something that got you hired twice.

And after too many shows, Seva was known. And being known for bad business isn't a good way to make money so he took to the streets, performing small shows and stealing from his participants. When they watched his hands, they were easier to steal from and the acrobatics made an easy escape should he get caught. But this life of crime began to pay less and less as jail times got longer and longer. He needed something, anything to keep him out of that place, he was just waiting for an opportunity to present itself.

Equipment:Iron Sword
Levin Sword

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

GAH! I forgot to post for a few days, sorry guys. I'll work up a post tomorrow for Thelin. I was focusing on binge watching the entirety of Avatar the Last Airbender in 3 days, but that's all done now so I'll get some rest and post tomorrow!

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Clearing a little thing up, Ling is just fighting 4 random chi blockers, not the big guy.

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Sorry @ReaptheMusic, Ling couldn't watch these poor guys be incompetent.

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Ling didn't have time to hear an answer from Lee, he was surrounded by a disturbing group of masked men. The stances they held were that of a chi blocker, but with less... practice. They were sloppy, and a few noticed how calm he was and ran in for the kill. Or whatever it was they were after, Ling didn't care, he refused to fight them. The avatar had made two very quick mistakes and while he wouldn't hold it against her, he was sure that for now he'd drag out the hatred for he knew it was everyone's first day meeting and they'd all warm up later. Everyone always has a rough first day.

The four chi blockers circled in on him, jabbing at him as Ling dodged their blows, predicting their every move. They were fighting well, anyone without knowledge of their techniques would risk the possibility to lose function in a limb or too, even the best benders wouldn't get out without a scratch. But Ling Feng was no bender, and he certainly was not the best at it. He was a chi blocker as well and he was going to dig that fact into their skulls as they failed time and time again to hit the boy. "You need to move more quickly, and you're aiming too low on my back to block chi to my legs. You might as well aim for my femur to knock one leg out at a time. The formation could use work too, four of you attacking at once is too cluttered and you need space to properly land the hits. Try going two at a time." Ling chuckled as he jumped and rolled, his hands remaining behind his back the whole time.

He looked to the man in the mask as the waterbender ran up to him. The man carried himself well, much better than these other fellows. Ling missed what happened, but his second look wasn't a good one, the waterbender was being pulled away by other chi blockers. Surprisingly they didn't think the disable her so he made his way over. "Another thing, why grab an opponent when three hits to the back removes their bending and ability to move?" He joked again. He looked the the avatar, getting ready to fight this man. He had to admit though, it was getting a bit tiring to dodge these four, and would have loved to take them out, but being offensive against four was much harder than dodging four. Attacking would leave him open at times and he really really wanted someone to beg for help. He gave the avatar a look and nodded before jumping into the air with acrobatic prowess.

He landed a blow on one man's shoulder, cutting off his chi, then the other shoulder and lower back. The three hits were done before he hit the ground. He spun to the other three taking out their hands specifically, making them limp and useless. The one that remained readied his stance. "Wider." The man cocked his head at ling in a curious manner. "Your stance needs to be wider. Your knees need to be bent just enough." Ling smiled as the man adjusted his stance. He gestured for the enemy chi blocker to make the first move, and as his arm jabbed at Ling's, he blocked it, feeling a swift kick to the legs sweeping him off his feet. This man was a bit better than his friends, Ling actually had to try. "Thank you for the help." A voice said from behind the mask before the man charged. This would be a good fight.

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Seconded, what happened?