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I guess my comfort zone is "eccentric side character."
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Dog signed, but just a little happily. He was used to doing what metal boxes told him to do. They usually knew things he didn't, and it was comfortingly familiar to be given a mission from one even in these circumstances. "Okay. You and me can have a longer talk after whatever made that sound is dead and we've found a safer home base than this. I'd love to know what this Reapers Hollow is. It sounds pretty old school."
With that Dog turned on his heel and marched out the door, instantly stepping into a puddle of tick black blood left behind by Mikkish's earlier escapades out here. Still resting the giant sword on his shoulder he made his way in the direction he thought that "STARS" sound had cone from.
With that Dog turned on his heel and marched out the door, instantly stepping into a puddle of tick black blood left behind by Mikkish's earlier escapades out here. Still resting the giant sword on his shoulder he made his way in the direction he thought that "STARS" sound had cone from.
"If you want to think about it like that, yeah. Werewolf isn't that far off I guess. And tokens are those big things she's using to try and buy stuff." He pointed down at the blob girl. "Guns are...I don't like 'em. They make way to much noise, hurts my ears. You ain't from around here, huh? What sort of time capsule they pull you out of?
@Shadow Dragon
@Shadow Dragon
"Huh?" Dog said, confusedly looking the new guy over. "Nah, it's totally normal. You put your token in, the electronic voice goes 'OH! That's a Winner!' and a prize comes out the bottom."
It struck Dog that this might not be entirely normal even for people that had been manufactured in Labs. Ordinary folks did the same stuff the slime was trying to do, bringing money into big stores like this to buy whatever they wanted. Dog didn't get that. It seemed much less exciting. "At least, uhhh, that's how it worked where I was raised."
He felt Mikkish slide past him back outside and all too soon heard the now familiar splattering sounds commence again as more viscera splatted up against the glass. "You know, in movies they tell you that you shouldn't get any of that stuff in your mouth or eyes, or else you get infected with whatever made the zombies in the first place. So we should try to avoid that."
The low, rumbling "STARS" reached his ears at about that time. "And that too. Maybe. I don't think that's friendly."
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Shadow Dragon@Strong Potato@Karkinos
It struck Dog that this might not be entirely normal even for people that had been manufactured in Labs. Ordinary folks did the same stuff the slime was trying to do, bringing money into big stores like this to buy whatever they wanted. Dog didn't get that. It seemed much less exciting. "At least, uhhh, that's how it worked where I was raised."
He felt Mikkish slide past him back outside and all too soon heard the now familiar splattering sounds commence again as more viscera splatted up against the glass. "You know, in movies they tell you that you shouldn't get any of that stuff in your mouth or eyes, or else you get infected with whatever made the zombies in the first place. So we should try to avoid that."
The low, rumbling "STARS" reached his ears at about that time. "And that too. Maybe. I don't think that's friendly."
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Shadow Dragon@Strong Potato@Karkinos
Dog wasn't two steps to the door when the slime girl wandered inside. Dog paused and watched as she went past him, her eyes fixed with some profound sense of purpose. She grabbed up a decorative helmet and stumbled into a weapon rack, accidentally impaling herself and knocking a assortment of blades to the ground. This didn't seem to bother her at all. Some deep, deep cash must have gone into her development. What he wouln't give for a body like that.
His eyes were taking off her as Zanni shouldered past him into the store. The two past one another as the clown wandered back to talk with Mikkish and the girl tottered up to the counter to...pay for the helmet.
No matter what this whole exchange was enough of a break in the action to at least let him cool down a little and think things through. The unread weren't here yet, so there was time for that. He reached forward to tap the slime girl on the shoulder, then stopped after he saw the state of his hand. And his sleeve. And his shirt. And a little on his pants, no doubt. He had not been able to avoid splatter and it chilled him to the bone to think just how long it would take to get the stench off his hands.
He wiped his hand on his shirt as best he could, deciding they were in a mall anyone so he would be able to get a new one, and crouched down to tap the slime girl with a hand that was mostly clean. "Uhhhhhh, hey." He said. "I don't think we're expected to pay for any of this stuff. I think it's like, y'know, kind of rules of nature in here."
@Strong Potato@Karkinos@Shadow Dragon@MikkishtheLeprechaun
His eyes were taking off her as Zanni shouldered past him into the store. The two past one another as the clown wandered back to talk with Mikkish and the girl tottered up to the counter to...pay for the helmet.
No matter what this whole exchange was enough of a break in the action to at least let him cool down a little and think things through. The unread weren't here yet, so there was time for that. He reached forward to tap the slime girl on the shoulder, then stopped after he saw the state of his hand. And his sleeve. And his shirt. And a little on his pants, no doubt. He had not been able to avoid splatter and it chilled him to the bone to think just how long it would take to get the stench off his hands.
He wiped his hand on his shirt as best he could, deciding they were in a mall anyone so he would be able to get a new one, and crouched down to tap the slime girl with a hand that was mostly clean. "Uhhhhhh, hey." He said. "I don't think we're expected to pay for any of this stuff. I think it's like, y'know, kind of rules of nature in here."
@Strong Potato@Karkinos@Shadow Dragon@MikkishtheLeprechaun
Hey, I know there was no interest check around, but the status of the game seems to be "apply" and i've seen you mention that there has been a loss of players recently - are you possibly looking for people to fill in for those who went missing? I've read the IC and about the setting and it's pretty interesting for me.
So far as I'm concerned a game is always open so long as the Apply sign is green. Feel free to post a character and hop into the Discord at the bottom of the zeroth post.
All right, everybody! First, I'd like to provide everyone with the map of the tournament arena if they haven't seen it already.
Each team obviously starts in one of the two opposite ends, with their flags starting position being inside one of the small open walled area. The grey dots are the pillars, lined up from shortest to tallest so that athletic participants can use them to gain height advantage and clear the center diving wall if they're daring enough. The dark green patches are areas of thick vegetation, a few rows of light blocking trees interspersed with long grass in order to facilitate stealth, ambushes, and anything else you could think to do with a bunch of plants.
Now he have our teams! Fighting for St. Laurel's School of Academic Excellence:
Andreim/Lise/Samoth
Katherine/Cassius/William
Representing Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined:
Rurik/Bak/Thobias
Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine
And finally, our good friends The Vigilantes:
Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
Andras/Brutus/Aram
Doing a random draw at randomresult.com/tournament.php spit this out at me:
Group #1
competitor #1: Andreim/Lise/Samoth
competitor #2: Afterburner
Group #2
competitor #1: Rurik/Bak/Thobias
competitor #2: Andras/Brutus/Aram
Group #3
competitor #1: Katherine/Cassius/William
competitor #2: Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine
Group #4
competitor #1: Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
competitor #2: Burner
If anyone has any objections to where they were placed feel free to talk to me about it so we can work something out.
You might be wondering about who "Burner" and "Afterburner" are. Due to the unfortunate loss of a player we don't have the manpower to fill those slots, so they are essentially free wins against a group of NPCs of your choice. Depending on what happens in the next couple of days we may have enough characters to fill out a third Mephisto's team, but right now I think this is the best way to move forward. If anyone wants to throw character that aren't participating together to make one of the burner teams into a real one I'm also open to that.
Finally, I'd like to pitch something: Would you like to go on the assumption that this bracket is for the second round, and that every team in it won their first match already? You don't have to write out a whole fight with some scrub NPCs if you don't want to, I just think that it would make the world feel a little bigger.
@Letter Bee@KillamriX88@rawkhawk64@Crowvette@Dezuel@Scarifar@Hammerman@Bartimaeus@RoflsMazoy
Each team obviously starts in one of the two opposite ends, with their flags starting position being inside one of the small open walled area. The grey dots are the pillars, lined up from shortest to tallest so that athletic participants can use them to gain height advantage and clear the center diving wall if they're daring enough. The dark green patches are areas of thick vegetation, a few rows of light blocking trees interspersed with long grass in order to facilitate stealth, ambushes, and anything else you could think to do with a bunch of plants.
Now he have our teams! Fighting for St. Laurel's School of Academic Excellence:
Andreim/Lise/Samoth
Katherine/Cassius/William
Representing Mephisto's School for the Wickedly Inclined:
Rurik/Bak/Thobias
Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine
And finally, our good friends The Vigilantes:
Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
Andras/Brutus/Aram
Doing a random draw at randomresult.com/tournament.php spit this out at me:
Group #1
competitor #1: Andreim/Lise/Samoth
competitor #2: Afterburner
Group #2
competitor #1: Rurik/Bak/Thobias
competitor #2: Andras/Brutus/Aram
Group #3
competitor #1: Katherine/Cassius/William
competitor #2: Vittorio/Yuuto/Christine
Group #4
competitor #1: Wolf/Naseraph/Michael
competitor #2: Burner
If anyone has any objections to where they were placed feel free to talk to me about it so we can work something out.
You might be wondering about who "Burner" and "Afterburner" are. Due to the unfortunate loss of a player we don't have the manpower to fill those slots, so they are essentially free wins against a group of NPCs of your choice. Depending on what happens in the next couple of days we may have enough characters to fill out a third Mephisto's team, but right now I think this is the best way to move forward. If anyone wants to throw character that aren't participating together to make one of the burner teams into a real one I'm also open to that.
Finally, I'd like to pitch something: Would you like to go on the assumption that this bracket is for the second round, and that every team in it won their first match already? You don't have to write out a whole fight with some scrub NPCs if you don't want to, I just think that it would make the world feel a little bigger.
@Letter Bee@KillamriX88@rawkhawk64@Crowvette@Dezuel@Scarifar@Hammerman@Bartimaeus@RoflsMazoy
I'm waiting for Hammer to weigh in on the team change thing before I make any more posts.
Dog felt the undead bounce off left and right from his two struggling shields. He could hear and, because of his size, feel Zanni tramping along beside him, occasionally knocking a zombie or two into his path due to his sheer girth. It was almost as though they were having a race, and with each bump and jostle from one of the undead he felt himself grow a little more frustrated, a little more into it as the rush of combat began to take over.
There was no doubting the pang of uncharacteristic anger that flared up as Dog saw that both he and Zanni had been beaten.
Mikkish had made it first, blazing across the finish line in a shower of gore and dismantling every zombie on the escalator. Dog growled and forewent the escalator entirely. As he approached it he couched and leap, his powerful legs propelling him upward onto the banister of the second floor. Seeing Mikkish dodge past another hoard into some shop Dog reeled back and threw one of shields at the zombies that had turned to follow him. Somehow he'd managed to put a spin on the zombie, and when it slammed into the hoard its flailing limbs snapped as it took most of them to the ground.
He laughed to himself and took that moment to turn and survey the carnage down below. Between him, Mikkish, and Zanni a wide hole had been punched in the hoard down below, paving a blood soaked pathway straight to the escalator. But that hadn't stopped those coming in from the sides around the elevator where, he noted with some disdain, the slime girl was still hanging around. Dog looked over at the other zombie he'd picked up, then at the festive Christmas tree sitting in the middle of the room.
Could he make that happen?
He thought he could.
The zombie slammed into the Christmas with enough force for its stomach to burst, but that sound was dwarfed by the ominous wooden cracking and as it tipped, leaned, and tumbled over from the impact, breaking in half and falling to the left of the slime girl forming a makeshift barricade the zombies would have to climb over to get to her. At least from that side.
He heard Mikkish calling for him and hopped down off his perch, rushing into the...medieval arms store? "Oh-hohohoho," He said, rubbing his hands together. He walked over to the long glass case containing a bastard sword to big for anyone to actually use and smashed the glass, pulling the thing out of the debris and letting it drag along the ground as he made his way back to the door to actually help that slowpoke and, maybe, just engage in a little more wanton violence. He wasn't a swordsmen by any means, but he figured a simple HACK HACK HACK would suffice for this crowd.
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Karkinos@Strong Potato@Shadow Dragon
There was no doubting the pang of uncharacteristic anger that flared up as Dog saw that both he and Zanni had been beaten.
Mikkish had made it first, blazing across the finish line in a shower of gore and dismantling every zombie on the escalator. Dog growled and forewent the escalator entirely. As he approached it he couched and leap, his powerful legs propelling him upward onto the banister of the second floor. Seeing Mikkish dodge past another hoard into some shop Dog reeled back and threw one of shields at the zombies that had turned to follow him. Somehow he'd managed to put a spin on the zombie, and when it slammed into the hoard its flailing limbs snapped as it took most of them to the ground.
He laughed to himself and took that moment to turn and survey the carnage down below. Between him, Mikkish, and Zanni a wide hole had been punched in the hoard down below, paving a blood soaked pathway straight to the escalator. But that hadn't stopped those coming in from the sides around the elevator where, he noted with some disdain, the slime girl was still hanging around. Dog looked over at the other zombie he'd picked up, then at the festive Christmas tree sitting in the middle of the room.
Could he make that happen?
He thought he could.
The zombie slammed into the Christmas with enough force for its stomach to burst, but that sound was dwarfed by the ominous wooden cracking and as it tipped, leaned, and tumbled over from the impact, breaking in half and falling to the left of the slime girl forming a makeshift barricade the zombies would have to climb over to get to her. At least from that side.
He heard Mikkish calling for him and hopped down off his perch, rushing into the...medieval arms store? "Oh-hohohoho," He said, rubbing his hands together. He walked over to the long glass case containing a bastard sword to big for anyone to actually use and smashed the glass, pulling the thing out of the debris and letting it drag along the ground as he made his way back to the door to actually help that slowpoke and, maybe, just engage in a little more wanton violence. He wasn't a swordsmen by any means, but he figured a simple HACK HACK HACK would suffice for this crowd.
@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Karkinos@Strong Potato@Shadow Dragon
Who knows how the t-virus would interact with her physiology.
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