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3 yrs ago
Current Pirates, monsters, magic, islands and no civilization to steal from. Hmm.
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Now, what happens when you have a bunch of monsters that were living in a forest and they get transmigrated into a futuristic urban setting?
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I know that few, if any, people on this site would be interested in it... but... I just got an idea for a SAO/GGO/XCOM/UFO crossover... fun tingles...
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Life has never given mankind sufficient time... nor sleep... nor comprehension. If it had, we would have stopped trying.
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It can be greatly refreshing to return to a thing that one has long loved.
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@RC3 There we go. Surprise and ranged weapons... maybe for the win? I guess I'll have to wait and see.
Tik





Tik grabbed a stone that had a point on it as he headed out of the cave. He didn't speak to his other siblings. He was still a bit angry over that other one's actions. But, he stopped at the entrance of the cave long enough for his eyes to adjust to the light and get his bearings. There weren't a lot of readily available sticks or rocks in sight. The area had been picked clean a while ago, it seemed. So, he took his old pointed bone and put its rounded end in his palm with the point sticking out between his first and second fingers. If something attacked him before he was ready, he'd have a chance to make it regret it.

Then, he moved into the trees. It didn't take him long to find a few sticks about as long as his arm, though they weren't quite as thick as he wanted. Still, one end was thick enough for what he wanted. He wanted... Then he stopped for a moment to think. What did he want? What was it that he somehow knew he needed? Pointed and heavy at one end and long... but light enough to throw. When he tried to think of the details beyond that his thoughts seemed to sink into fog. Hissing with frustration, he turned his energy toward using the pointed rock to change the shape of the thicker ends of the sticks into points. They weren't great points but the weight at that end of the stick would pull the point down when he threw it, like a rock being thrown by his siblings earlier. The heavy thing falls. It... felt like it should make sense.

Not all of the sticks worked out well. In the end, he only managed to make three pointed throwing sticks that looked good enough to be worth carrying. There was one thicker stick with a fork in the end that looked like others had abandoned it. It was knotted and warped a bit but the fork in the end made for a good place for Tik to put the blunt end of his pointed bone. Then he took long grasses and wound them around and through the fork and the bone until the bone didn't move when he swung the improvised weapon around. He felt that it was a cross between some kind of heavy staff and a spear... but the words that felt like they had meaning just seemed blurry when he examined them too closely.

Then he heard something through the underbrush and went forward to find out what it was, spear/staff at the ready in one hand and pointed throwing sticks under his other arm. And, that was the moment when he discovered how close death was... but, he didn't feel scared. It felt oddly familiar, being so close to something that could kill him.

The horned rabbit had just finished killing one of Tik's siblings. He set down his spear and pulled out one of his pointed throwing sticks. He noticed the other goblin coming out of the brush near him and the rabbit made its move. He pulled his arm back, aiming the point of the throwing stick for where he thought the rabbit would land after its jump at the other goblin. He threw. Then, he grabbed another and threw it too, correcting for any errors in his first throw and trying to put the horned rabbit on the defensive if he could. After the second pointed throwing stick left his hand, he immediately grabbed his heavy spear... thing... and got ready to charge, or take a charge.
Alright. He's not likely to seek a partner after that little encounter. So he'll probably try to hunt on his own if nobody actively tries to recruit him.
@RC3@Dark Light

But, assumptions and reaction time are savage judges.

Oh, no injury is guaranteed. But, I'll leave it up to you two to decide how effective that little maneuver would be.
Tik





Tik had made one move in good faith. It was an invitation, a chance for this other member of the same generation to work with him... to survive together, figuring out the details as they went along. As the stone smacked into the wall beside Tik's head and he saw the expression on his sibling's face, he understood the answer to his offer and his eyes narrowed even more as he moved.

A sudden lunge, quick and quiet since he had moved the bones big enough to slip or trip on out of the way. In his mouth was a bone shard that he had just stopped chewing on. In each hand was a serviceable bone that would have some use once sharpened. He only touched the floor of that cave twice before he was dashing out the passage into the main chamber. But, his mouth and one of his hands were empty. He had used his lunge to close the distance between him and his sibling. Then, he had spit the bone in his mouth into his sibling's eyes at close range just as he drove the less promising bone toward his fellow youth's leg on his way by.

If not for that treacherous idiot's interference, Tik could have left that place with three or four bones good enough to work with. Now, he had only one and he was probably going to get caught up in whatever happened as a result. He hadn't aimed for anything vital with that bone. Even if he had the strength to deliver a killing blow, making their elder grumpy wasn't likely to result in their deaths so it wasn't so serious as that. The strike was a punishment for turning on Tik. Two words came to mind unbidden.

"Traitor, coward." He hissed softly as he emerged into the main cavern, trembling with rage as his stomach rumbled again. Chewing bone shards hadn't done much beyond buy time. He needed to hunt, and soon.
@RC3Well, considering the current situation... I'm thinking that I'll just post again to deal with the present issue... though it might be a bit precipitous. Tik is... a judgmental and cruel individual. It would be out of character for him to hesitate.
@RC3@Dark Light

... If this does become serious... Tik will be wiping his butt with a pointy before delivering it into the flesh of his... "misguided" sibling.
@RC3 Either PC or NPC would be fine. I have yet to establish Tik's propensity for study, to say nothing of his talent for teaching. Though, sharpening old bones against each other might not be much of a skill... It might still be an improvement to pass around. After making a few sharp bones, my plan doesn't go beyond hunting. Without food and drink... everything else stops pretty quick.

As for updates... I'm not sure how many bones he was able to get or what quality. So, I'll need that if nothing else.

And... I'm getting the feeling that sharp pointy things might be aimed at Reshy... soon... and with some energy.
@RC3 Tik is heading that way. If Reshy goes with him, yay. If he lingers, then Tik will simply head out with his bone fragments and take a look at what his other siblings are up to. If that's alright, I'll make my next move from there.
Blah... garbage for an intro. I'm feeling muddle-headed and queasy though... so this is as good as it's gonna get this time, unless there's some suggestions for how to improve it.

I hope it's good enough.
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