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Adventure Awaits! - Prompt Voting CYOA (Always Open)

> Defend against the cut. <

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The grappler rushed past you to your right, between you and the caravan towards your companion. Her back was turned to you as she taunted the man she easily bested in combat. "Why don't you give us your gold, huh?" she shouted down at him with a mocking tone. You couldn't find the time to aid her though, as your eye turned forward just in time to react to your primary assailant. A his sword fell toward you from overhead, you saw that here was no guiding this attack away with your dagger like last time. Instead, your blade rose to meet his, not to outright stop the slash, but to catch the near the tip of his sword on the guard of your much shorter weapon, slowing the assault enough to move yourself out of the way. His free hand reached across his body towards you as he pulled the sword back once more, but the lighter weapon in your hand and the faster reflexes in your arm meant you were able to retaliate once more, driving your dagger towards him.

As the man in front of you cried in pain from your blade catching his wrist, you heard simultaneously the startled yelp of your ally and the lower grunting of the man who ran past you, followed by the soft pluming flump of snow as the two crashed down beside the first downed highwayman. "Whahh! G-get off me! Get-" she struggled under his weight as they each scrambled for control of the grapple behind you, and as you lifted your knife to pressure your foe again, you spared one more fleeting glance behind- just enough to see Aika on her back now, the man she first knocked over rising and lifting his sword along with him as the second wrestled to free her of her own weapon. Even with the armed one lifting his sword high overhead, you could certainly get to her in time. The caveat being that you wouldn't be heading that way alone.

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• Attack your foe again.

• Rush to Aika's aid.

• Try something else.
[Write in: Briefly describe a quick tactic.]

Don't Forget Me

Floyd "Flint" Brayln

Hider

Age
31
Appearance

Appearance

Background
For Floyd, it's just what he's good at. Hunting, tracking, tagging and bagging. Working as backup for his twin sister was a natural role for him to take up in their bounty hunting duo.

When he left home at the self-proclaimed ready age of eighteen, he had to pick up on the skills needed to keep himself warm, fed, and most of all, alive. Floyd meandered about the Known for the early half of his twenties, his task oriented and efficient way of doing things landing him several odd jobs on the "roads" between systems. Some jobs were reputable, some paid well. The latter jobs were the ones that stuck with him, and by the time he returned at the age of twenty-six to his humble roots on Merdania-2, he stood over the fresh grave of his parents, reunited with his vengeful sister Stella.

If the twins ever do find Zaen Saavi of the Derelict XIII gang, he'll put a bullet through that bastard's head.

At A Glance
Efficient, a tinge cocky, and morally grey, Floyd learned in his travels that nice guys finish last. While he can be charming enough, he's held many in his travels at arm's length and took his cut when he could. He's gotten as far as he has by keeping his head above water, keeping tabs on those that cross paths with him with eerie scrutiny. Is he a good person anymore? "There's no such thing as good or bad people," he'd say.

Skills
Gunslinging
Floyd leaves his mark with a bullet, being forced to practice both his sharp shooting and his quick drawing skills to ensure he'd make it back to his sister in one piece.
Scrap Smithing
When you can't settle down for too long, you need to shamble together what you can with whatever's lying around. Floyd's knack for making a dollar from ninety-nine cents has allowed him to scrape together solutions to a menagerie of problems, even forging his trusty rifle "The Longbow."
Performance - Singing
You wouldn't expect it from someone who comes off cold and calculating, but when you're planet hopping all by yourself, turns out you've got plenty of time to practice singing along to those same tunes you've got burned to an old CD.

Equipment
The Longbow
A scrapped together long rifle of dubious make, Floyd's "ol' reliable" was the first gun he ever made, though he's replaced each part enough times to question if it's still his original. It's got a trick to the mechanisms, but Floyd's never felt more comfortable holding a gun than this.
Flint's-Lock
An old-fashioned flintlock pistol Floyd picked up on his travels. Makes for a good shorter range sidearm option when things get a little too claustrophobic.

Stella "Steel" Brayln

Hider

Age
31
Appearance

Appearance

Background
For Stella, it's something she was forced into. Combat both social and physical, dancing on a knife's edge to drag targets kicking, screaming or dead to the client. Working as the line-breaker for her twin brother Floyd was a natural role for her to take up in their bounty hunting duo.

Stella wondered if she'd ever see her brother again as he hitch-hiked his way off of their home planet Merdania-2 to "find himself." She resented him for leaving her to care for their ailing father and struggling mother, but what good would staying have done for a family impoverished in every sense of the word? Perhaps he would have talked her out of taking a shady loan from one Zaen Saavi to help pay for their father's medical expenses. When the Derelict XIII came back around to collect, the payment was made in blood when it could not have been made in credits. The people Stella sought to save were those who now lie six feet under because of her, because her brother wasn't there to talk her out of it. Because of Zaen. When Floyd returned, she never told him it was her fault, only that Saavi had taken the only other two people they had in this universe away forever.

If the twins ever do find Zaen Saavi of the Derelict XIII gang, she'll put a knife through that bastard's heart.

At A Glance
Stella's brash nature comes from her anger at a world that dealt her a terrible hand. Regret informs her decisions more than she'd like to admit, and she's slow to trust others, thinking that doing it herself is better than asking for help. Is she a good person? She wishes she could be, maybe being honest about everything else will make up for hiding one secret from her brother.

Skills
Blade Dancing
Stella leaves her mark with a blade, finding a much more up-close and confrontational style quite cathartic as she slices through those who stand in her way.
Overwhelming Presence
If Stella wants to be heard, she will. Those around her might second guess not listening too, as her intimidation is not only hard to miss, but to resist as well.
Artistry - Caligraphy
To honor the memory of her father, Stella took up his favorite pastime as her own: turning one's handwriting into an art form.

Equipment
BLS
While the manufacturer's logo "Brax & Laddwell Steelworks" is etched into the guard, Stella would tell you that the letters actually stand for "Busted Laser Sword," on an account of the thing not working beyond a sharp problem solving implement. She'd like to get it repaired someday to its former glory, but the thug she "freed" it from didn't have the warranty info either.
Combat Knife
A standard knife made for a bit more than utility purposes. Sharp, lightweight, easy to throw or hide.

Adventure Awaits! - Prompt Voting CYOA (Always Open)

> Start a fight.
[Write in: The closest swordsman.] <

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A long pause hung in the still and nipping air between you and the driver of the wagon. You had already decided for yourself that these fools wouldn't take a coin off of you, but with the tension growing by the second, and the opportunity passed to ready your weapon like Aika had done, you needed to find a way out of this. Without moving you eyes off of the driver, you counted the men in your peripherals: one to your left, one to Aika's right, one who you could hear crunching the snow behind you as he shifted into place. With the caravan in front of you, they formed a diamond to close you in with. You tuned in to what you could see in the corners of your eyes, Aika's breath a steady in-and-out, and the hoodless man leaning in just a bit closer beside you. Just as she inhaled one more time, he opened his mouth to pressure you further.

"Enough stalling, give us your gol-"

Your leftward jab to his jaw wasn't brutally powerful, but it was assuredly far too fast for him to block in time. He reeled back a step in a momentary daze as your other hand lifted a dagger from your hip. You flicked your head to your right to see Aika had taken your cue, bringing her sword down on the man beside her who only had enough time to draw his into a guard. As you continued to turn rightward, you came to an about-face to see the man behind you attempting to grab you with both of his hands outstretched. You completed the turn, stepping your right foot backwards toward the wagon to side-step him and allow him to lunge between you and the first man struck. A well-aimed pommel of your dagger against his temple knocked him to his left, who then lost his balance as the two of them tripped into each other. You had bought yourself enough time to check once again on your companion, but you saw it wasn't needed as the final assailant fell into the snow on his back, with the tip of Aika's sword before his throat.

Unfortunately, if she let him go there was the risk of him standing back up, so you needed to dispatch the other two yourself. Your eyes returned to them, the first of which collected both his balance and his sword and rose against you. He thrust forward toward your center, but a quick misdirection with your own blade filled the air with the grinding of metal as he slid towards you, where his jaw was met again by your fist. This time he was ready for it, and while it looked like it hurt, he wasn't falling over again. He pulled his sword back and went for another cut, just as the grappler ran past you to free his companion from under Aika's pin.

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• Defend against the cut.

• Break away to intercept the grappler.

• Yell to warn Aika.

• Check what the driver is doing.

Adventure Awaits! - Prompt Voting CYOA (Always Open)

Well shit I forgot today was Sunday. I know it's no excuse but I was just moving from the moment I woke up with errands. Tomorrow I have the whole day off though so I'll get it done then.

My apologies.

Don't Forget Me

Hello everyone, we're live!

Just some ground rules.

1: Follow all guild rules.
2: Any sheets that aren't finished, please do not post them as WIP. Only submit them when they are finished.
3: Ask questions, they're important!
4: Be active and give it your best when it comes to writing and participation.
5: Have fun!

@Expendable@Expendable@Zapdos@Light@King Cosmos@Fading Memory@Tlaloc

@LanaStorm

Want us to post in OOC first for approval before posting in Characters, right?

Don't Forget Me

<Snipped quote by Light>

Mundane for now, yes. I'll have more details when there is more interest, I'll craft an OOC.

@LanaStorm

Sounds good. I can't wait!

Don't Forget Me

<Snipped quote by Light>

I can say that it's a gritty sci-fi adventure, think of it like cowboy bebop, The Expanse, fire fly for inspiration.

As for the mystery, you'll have to find out.

@LanaStorm

So we should stick to mundane humans for our characters, no special powers or crazy augments or anything?

Don't Forget Me

This has big Scum & Villainy vibes and I'm here for it. Sign me up.

Is there an element of the supernatural here? Xenologic lifeforms? Advanced sci-fi tech? Any form of magic or "the force" adjacent stuff? Or is it all down-to-earth gritty gunplay?

Adventure Awaits! - Prompt Voting CYOA (Always Open)

Hopefully this week's page isn't too small. Some moments of dialog can require more frequent choices on Verity's part.

But what is cool is a special option that is available: Advantage! Advantage options are for when you have the upper hand specifically because of something specific that you have or chose in the past. This time around, the fact that Verity is a rouge who has already shown on screen that she is very quick on the draw will help her greatly should you all choose Start a fight.

Adventure Awaits! - Prompt Voting CYOA (Always Open)

> "Fair travels as well, what do you need?" <

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Your pace slowed as the driver called to you, coming to a stop before you could pass them fully. Aika managed another step or two beyond you before she realized you were stopping, catching herself before she wandered too far away from you. You could feel her quizzical eye on you as you looked up at the driver to reply. "Fair travels as well," you replied in kind. "I think we could spare a moment, what do you need?" Your eyes glanced back and forth between the members of the caravan, especially as those on foot drew a bit closer. As they coagulated on this side of the carriage, it began to feel more and more like you were being surrounded.

"Well, you see," the driver unfurled one hand from the horse's reigns, using their wrist to gesticulate their speech. "We've been on the road for quite some time now, and while the next town over is not too far ahead, I'm afraid we've come up a bit short on funds for food and a place to stay. We would greatly appreciate if you two could spare us just enough to get by, out of the kindness of your hearts, of course." Were it not for the obvious posture of the swordsmen that flanked you, you might have felt this driver was at least somewhat genuine in their request. You opened your mouth to reply, but Aika threw in a comment that would wrap everyone up onto the same page quite nicely.

"Usually highwaymen are the ones attacking a wagon, not riding it to rob folks on foot," she pointed out with a smug grin on her face- one that told your possible assailants that she was all too aware of their con artistry.

It didn't seem like her quip was very amusing to them, though, and the hoodless swordsman flicked his cloak to the side and laid his hand on his blade in a similar readiness. Quicker than any weapon could be drawn, the driver shook their head in attempt to make one more plea. "Your words burn me, even up here in these cold mountains," However, their voice took a darker tone as they laid an ultimatum before you. "Surely you don't think that you'd be able to do anything about it, if you were to be outnumbered two-to-one and unburdened of all your coin, no?" With that, they held their hand out to you expectantly.

"Don't make this painful on yourself, now."

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• Hand over your gold.

• Try to strike a deal with the caravan crew.

• Start a fight.
[Write in: Choose your first target]
[Advantage: Rogueish agility]

• Try to flee.
[Write in: Choose backward toward the village, or forward down the mountain path]