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<Snipped quote by Sumable> I was just asking you guys for your opinion, but I already suspected as much that this would be your response and now I'm trying to drop the topic. Now, let's stop kicking a dead horse and let it die.
Can do.
From the setup I kind of guessed direct interaction wouldn't be on the menu. As long as Guts eventually gets involved in things, since I don't want people left out too long, things are okay right now.
Maybe this is Guts' downtime. Or something.
<Snipped quote by IncredibleBee> ... it's Hanako. Generic looking Japanese guy tries to talk to her, she bolts immediately. I cannot see her approaching Guts, seeing as he's large, muscled, a foreigner, and generally terrifying. :P
He's not that scary.
<Snipped quote by IncredibleBee> I'm not, trust me. ^^; From what I know it would be grossly out of character for him to use it, for one thing. I mean I only know about Berserk through some of my friends, but yeah.
Well, I'm super up to date on reading the manga; I actually reread the Lost Children Arc today. He's not gonna use the Behelit and you can't make him.
<Snipped quote by IncredibleBee> A) Causality B) Knew that, read it C) The point's more 'how it's going to get from Hanako to Guts'. Because there's no reason either of them would interact. O_o
Causality will ensure it gets back to Guts. Also, she's trying to return his trinket. That's a reason to interact.
<Snipped quote by IncredibleBee> Like I said, if you're not planning on using it it's fine. I just think dragging in everything involved with it would be kind of a mess.
...Are you trying to reverse psychology me into making Guts use his Behelit? Because it's not going to work.
Sitting here wondering how Guts is going to get it off of the person in school least likely to approach him, given how she is with people.
Casuality. A Behelit always returns to its user, by manipulating probability. Griffith's got lost in a sewer for a year, then he found it in a riverbed. If Guts loses his, he'll get it back some way or another. This is covered in the manga.
<Snipped quote by IncredibleBee> Honestly, I just think it'd be a bit of a mess for an RP if it was used. If you're not planning on using it at any point, that's fine.
Guts as a character doesn't want to become an apostle, which is why it's a silly rule. Also it's weird to negate the powers of a really cool artifact.
<Snipped quote by VitaVitaAR> Makes sense. I'm probably thinking the Godhand would be wondering "wait, what the fuck? Why the hell are we in a different world?" if the Behelit were to be used in another world.
God Hand doesn't worry about that; they just grant Apostle-hood and talk about casuality.
... Okay, just to avoid any of the potential issues it could cause, I'm going to state that the behelit only has any influence or capabilities within the Berserk universe. From what I know it would be kind of a mess if it was allowed to have its full powers.
That's kind of a silly rule. If its Guts' Behelit, then you don't have to worry about that. The only person it's meant to affect is Guts, and Guts can't permanently lose his Behelit.
Guts - Yamaku Academy Guts, in his new attire, began to wander the halls of this school. Everyone wore uniforms, which the swordsman found to be rather odd. A soldier would need a common banner, of course, but these were barely adults, not even training for battle. Moreover, many appeared to be missing limbs, or blind, or to have some other, less noticeable malady. "They put me in a damned hospice, didn't they?" Guts asked aloud, hoping he hadn't contracted leprosy. With a jolt, he turned around. The hallway behind him was empty. Perhaps years hunting apostles had left him jumpy. Perhaps this was a world that didn't house apostles. Was such a thing possible? "No, but they already..." Guts scratched his head in thought as he walked onwards, not noticing the raven lock flitting from behind a corner. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Behind said corner was a young girl, with long dark hair covering half her face, trying to control her racing heartbeat. She swallowed a lump in her throat, and peered around the corner. The musclebound man in the aloha shirt was walking away now. She swore silently; she'd missed her chance. Slowly, she opened her palm, revealing a small, egg-like object, covered in human facial features. She'd found it in the courtyard near where he'd been found; it was an odd object, but this was an odd man. So, logically it must have been his. She had to return it, then. She steeled herself, and took another peek, seeing his powerful back. She'd get her chance soon enough.
Guts - Yamaku Academy Gut's eyes cracked open as the first shafts of sunlight entered the room. He was in the bed of an infirmary, dressed in a blue medical gown. Besides that, his armor was stripped, and replaced with a fresh layer of bandages over his cuts and burns. Even his stump was naked, and a fresh wrap of gauze covered the scar. "Oh, you're awake!" a voice greeted him. A squint-eyed man approached Guts. "You certainly got beat up there, buddy. You've been unconscious the whole night; we were gonna send you to a real hospital today. We would have sooner, but our facilities are a bit more intensive here. Mind telling me your name?" "...Guts." "Okay, Mr. Guts. Is that, first, last?" "Guts." "...Okay. Mind telling me what you were doing covered in armor and burns in the middle of our courtyard?" he asked, opening a single eye. "Well... even I'm not entirely sure what happened last night." The nurse nodded, and walked across the room, pressing a button on a telephone. "Hey, our John Doe's up. Yeah, the metal man. It's too early to tell, but he might have some form of amnesia.... yeah, he was pretty beat up. Might have been a LARP gone wrong.... yeah; it'd be good as a charity thing... No, it's all in storage. A bunch of bottles, jars, some jerky and stuff. No way that can be real; it's gotta be a prop. Just, a heavy prop.. This guy must have been really into it; he's like a body builder. Must be, to carry that thing on his back all day. Understood." he finished, and hung up the phone. "Alright, Mister Guts, we've got a proposition. This school is already equipped to handle the differently abled, and your injuries are really minor; I think you had exhaustion more than anything. We're offering to keep you here for a few days, until we can figure out where you're from. Oh, and, don't worry about your bags, and uh... 'clothes'. We have them in a storage closet. Does that sound good to you?" Guts looked away in thought. He'd been fighting to the point of collapse pretty often for a while; a sabbatical would probably be necessary at this rate. Wherever this place was, it offered meals and a bed. Guts squinted a bit, looking out the window. He couldn't look such a gift horse in the mouth. "Alright. Until these wounds close up." the swordsman agreed. "Alright! We got you some clothes that should fit. Feel free to walk around, just... don't cause any trouble, okay? Otherwise, I think you'll fit right in." the nurse said, before exiting the room, grabbing a clipboard on his way out. As he left, he mumbled something about a meeting with an Ibasomething. Guts looked at the table next to him, running his hands over the clothes: boots, denim pants, and an Aloha shirt.
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