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I’ll take what I can get I suppose. Gotta save rage but I might try to reckless my opening attack.
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Ethical? No. Illegal? Also no.
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Some people need to make a hard choice when deciding which two karaoke streams they want to listen to. I have no such weakness: I have two ears for a reason.
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The hard part about trying to play some politically savvy mastermind is the assumption that the world operates off real world politics and not your DM’s politics.
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Don't put too much stock in prophesies. At best they're full of shit, but more often than not they're one of those self-fullilling kinds. Plan for what happens afterwards instead.
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A character isn't deep or compelling just because you let them get hurt a lot, are always depressed, or do morally questionable things.
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If you're here either you're wondering what I'm doing cause I need to post in your RP (In which case, calm yo tits, I'll get around to it), or you want to know who I am. So let's begin.
I'm a college age asian kid who has more heart than he has senses. I'm still working out this whole "adulthood" thing, so until then I just do what I feel I must. As far as personality and traits go, I'm not one for boasting. So if there's anything redeeming about myself you'd have to figure it out in person or by word-of-mouth. Generally however I'm rather perverted, in the best and worst ways. nothing is too much until I've crossed the line, and that just means I've started.
As far as Roleplays I like, I have a thing for fantasy, though I'm also good for some types of sci-fi, supernatural, Modern, and slice-of-life. If it's open and sandbox, I'll probably join it. Never really been a romantic, I often chose to sexualize any notion of romantic encounters I come across. I generally write at Casual quality, though I have no issues with Free-Level Rp/Players and I can hold my own in Advance.
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Ah man we all have real crap iniatives. Does this mean our surprise round is effectively over since the enemy is at the top of the iniative order?
Mamoru grunted as she jumped back, avoiding three balls that nearly struck her chin and shoulders. It was just the same routine she does every morning; wake up, dress up, eat a light meal, train. It was starting to get boring. But practice makes perfect, and Mamoru couldn’t let herself falter. Today’s training utilized a weapon she was quite skilled with but haven’t put much use yet; her bouncy balls. While they may look like simply toys to an untrained eye, these things had as much punch as a pistol bullet, and could maintain their momentum even after their initial ricohette. That’s actually the problem right now.
Mamoru was trying her damndest to dodge twenty of these things while also fighting the training robot she had chosen. One that was fast and armed with a training knife. One-on-one she could handle it easily, but thanks to unleashing a handful of those bullet balls the machine was wrecked and Mamoru struggled to reach the command console to get out of here. But that was fine. This was just all part of training too! Mamoru remembered how getting shot in the leg nearly put her down for the count, so she needed to be able to avoid fast moving projectiles if she wants to be a better hero. There was just no other way around it.
”Dodge the bullet!”
Diving, rolling, and dodging the balls as she ran, Mamoru knew that it was a fools errand to try to keep up with all of the balls at once; even if you had a super genius mind to track every possible trajectory of the balls, it just mean you knew you were going to get hit. Mamoru had the welts to prove it. The important thing was choosing where it hit you; constantly moving to minimize damage without affecting her own strength. That’s the key to Mamoru’s fighting style; speed and toughness. Everything else will just fall in line.
Eventually she was able to dive out of the training room before any of those ballistic balls could also escape, and then she shut the door so Mamoru could take a quick water break. ”Alright, so maybe less balls next time. Didn’t think they’d still pack so much of a punch! But I’m not without my tricks either.” Mamoru turned back towards the room and cracked her fists. Her hands were pretty beat up, but nothing that would stop Mamoru from what she does best. And plus this time, she had a new trick up her sleeve. ”Haaaah… Trace on!”
Unlike most people who spent their morning training, Donny actually had homework to do. It was boring, but it was part of class too. Admittedly not the best part of going to Komei but there needed to be some normalcy for their daily lives as well. He’s seen how it affected the others who got hurt that day; even if they managed to go back to their daily lives, he’s sure most of them are focused entirely upon getting stronger and getting ready to fight. It’s not that Donny didn’t want to either, but he knew that letting something like that consume him wouldn’t help at all. He knows all too well how wanting vengeance, or just wanting to be ready for the worse that will happen, only makes things harder for yourself. You never really snap out of it.
Homework and school life was escapes from the harsh realities. It was boring and dull, but better than living in constant fear. Donny had many escapes and that’s just how he handles his problems. Escape, and recover. By the time Donny finishes he felt empty inside. So now it was time to cook. He had wanted returned the goods brought by his stolen credit card though he couldn’t get his money back due to the items being taken as evidence, he was allowed to exchange for items of equal or lesser price. So he had brought some new cooking equipment, including that portable heat pan that he had his eyes on initially. He also bought himself a new cellphone and earbuds.
Donny did take the time to make some adjustments however. He personally stitched a few new holes in his meatsuit; this way he could more easily get in and out without just going through the face or tearing his suit off. He also added pockets on the side of his suit that is covered by clothes, just for convenience. Donny has also been slowly, albeit still bashfully, revealing his true form. He still wears his suit at all times but when it’s convenient he does use his limited shapeshifting to do things like reach high shelves, look around places, or just have an extra hand. Bit by bit he’s willing to show more of his true nature.
”For breakfast, omurice.”
Orchid sighed as the minions started to have doubts again. She can't blame them, she'd be worried too. But if they let fear dictate their actions, then they'll always be on the bottom of the food chain as lowly goblins. Crispy was alive too, surprisingly. Orchid wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing. He was smarter than Rattleskull, certainly, but now that Rattleskull was dead, she wondered if Crispy was going to be too prideful to cooperate with her. It was certainly something she had to keep in mind. Still, first thing first was to deal with her rabble. "Things are changing, kid." Orchid looked to the young torchbearer. She also went to one of her shield goblins who was trying to mend his shield. As Orchid spoke, she'd use some of her fiber cordage to help mend the hole. "The monsters outside are mostly just animals. If we stick together, even they won't want to fight us. It'll be too risky. That's why it's too dangerous in here. The monsters are working together... They outnumber the goblins. We can't be like Rattleskull, thinking that we can win and fight alone. We have to work together, because that is when we're strongest." Orchid would hand the mended shield back to her goblin and look back where Crispy had gone.
"If Crispy is smart, he'll know that too. Especially now. You two with me." Orchid looked to the torchbearer and another shield goblin. To the one who she just mended the shield for, she had an important task for him. "I need you to stay here and tell Crispy I'm back. I'm going to be in the forest with these two so we can gather more wood. I'd like him to meet me so we can talk. It's not safe in this cave. Too much weird things going on." As she started to walk away towards the exit she stopped. It was getting kind of hard to remember which goblin was which, so she turned to them. "By the way, what are your names? My name is Orchid."
"If Crispy is smart, he'll know that too. Especially now. You two with me." Orchid looked to the torchbearer and another shield goblin. To the one who she just mended the shield for, she had an important task for him. "I need you to stay here and tell Crispy I'm back. I'm going to be in the forest with these two so we can gather more wood. I'd like him to meet me so we can talk. It's not safe in this cave. Too much weird things going on." As she started to walk away towards the exit she stopped. It was getting kind of hard to remember which goblin was which, so she turned to them. "By the way, what are your names? My name is Orchid."
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You're good to go, post up the CS in the CS tab and post IC whenever you feel like it. I ought to post something too... Eventually.
You're good to go, post up the CS in the CS tab and post IC whenever you feel like it. I ought to post something too... Eventually.
Goro was pleasantly surprised that all of his requested items were given to him. Armor, weapons, supplies, even those weaponized torches. While perhaps not as effective for smashing as his new mace, the steel bands on the torches would make them more durable if he has to smack something in the face. The new boots were especially nice too; though studded leather with cleats that would help him maintain his footing even on muddy or rough terrain. "Always wanted a pair like dis." Goro says pleasantly as he puts them on. A bit stiff, but they'll be worn in once he goes walking for a while. Before long he was all prepped for travel. But things weren't going to be as peaceful as he had thought.
Disaster struck. The king, slain in front of the group, including Winter. Goro immediately looked for any assassins; anyone who was trying to run away. The servants and even guards fled before anyone would bother to investigate however. "Pathetic. Dere own king, killed right in front of em, and dey just start rioting? Dis place was gunna go ta hell on it's own wifout em it seems." Goro had a lot of criticism for his old hometown, but even he knew that the death of the chief wasn't going to fracture the town's chain of command or infrastructure so easily. One of the reason the chief even had so many close advisors was precisely to ensure that his reign would last even pass his death, even at the cost of his people. Still that wasn't important right now. The killer was on the loose and they needed to stop him.
Goro ran out of the gate alongside the others, though Catarina obviously was able to get well ahead thanks to being on horseback. But Goro doubts she could go very far; the crowds were starting to get thicker and rioting on the street. If she wasn't attacked simply because she was more noticeable, than she'd surely be stopped by the sheer mass of people. Goro knew better than to try and wade through them; he needed the high ground. The buildings around here were fancy and ornate, and that made for good climbing. His hook wasn't just for intimidation after all; he often used it to climb rigging, grip onto stone, and other things. And so Goro climbed up the nearest building to avoid the streets, running across the rooftops in order to catch up to the assassin.
As he ran Goro heard his name called out. He looked down an alleyway and saw one of his newer allies in some sort of fight. Did the assassins have backup? Surely this royal city can't have been so corrupt and poor that armed gangs have already taken to the streets! It's barely been ten minutes! Regardless it seemed like Warden needed some help. Goro was loath to waste one of his javelins right now, but he didn't have any other choice; he wasn't about to jump in when he still needed to chase after the assassin. So he drew one of the javelins from his quivver and hurled it at the thug who appeared to be casting some sort of spell. "How da hell does a common thug know magic better than us?" If it was that easy than maybe Goro could awaken something and master magic before his next birthday. Either way, the javelin was thrown through the air, down towards the chest of the mage. Goro aimed to knock the mage down as well as slay him, so that even if he could get a shot off, it would go wide and hit no one. Goro didn't stay to see if his attack would land however, and continued to chase after the assassin as quickly as he could.
Disaster struck. The king, slain in front of the group, including Winter. Goro immediately looked for any assassins; anyone who was trying to run away. The servants and even guards fled before anyone would bother to investigate however. "Pathetic. Dere own king, killed right in front of em, and dey just start rioting? Dis place was gunna go ta hell on it's own wifout em it seems." Goro had a lot of criticism for his old hometown, but even he knew that the death of the chief wasn't going to fracture the town's chain of command or infrastructure so easily. One of the reason the chief even had so many close advisors was precisely to ensure that his reign would last even pass his death, even at the cost of his people. Still that wasn't important right now. The killer was on the loose and they needed to stop him.
Goro ran out of the gate alongside the others, though Catarina obviously was able to get well ahead thanks to being on horseback. But Goro doubts she could go very far; the crowds were starting to get thicker and rioting on the street. If she wasn't attacked simply because she was more noticeable, than she'd surely be stopped by the sheer mass of people. Goro knew better than to try and wade through them; he needed the high ground. The buildings around here were fancy and ornate, and that made for good climbing. His hook wasn't just for intimidation after all; he often used it to climb rigging, grip onto stone, and other things. And so Goro climbed up the nearest building to avoid the streets, running across the rooftops in order to catch up to the assassin.
As he ran Goro heard his name called out. He looked down an alleyway and saw one of his newer allies in some sort of fight. Did the assassins have backup? Surely this royal city can't have been so corrupt and poor that armed gangs have already taken to the streets! It's barely been ten minutes! Regardless it seemed like Warden needed some help. Goro was loath to waste one of his javelins right now, but he didn't have any other choice; he wasn't about to jump in when he still needed to chase after the assassin. So he drew one of the javelins from his quivver and hurled it at the thug who appeared to be casting some sort of spell. "How da hell does a common thug know magic better than us?" If it was that easy than maybe Goro could awaken something and master magic before his next birthday. Either way, the javelin was thrown through the air, down towards the chest of the mage. Goro aimed to knock the mage down as well as slay him, so that even if he could get a shot off, it would go wide and hit no one. Goro didn't stay to see if his attack would land however, and continued to chase after the assassin as quickly as he could.
Orchid kept a careful watch on the newcomers as she followed Ash out towards the exit. Setting up a shelter outside of the cave wasn’t going to be easy, but ideally with everyone assisting perhaps something could be done. Orchid could already feel herself getting exhausted, and she needed rest. But she’ll also need food; she had nothing to eat so even if she got some rest, she’ll just wake up hungry. No doubt everyone else was reaching their limit too. ”If Rattleskull wasn’t a complete imbecile, we could have just starved out the cave. And smoked everyone in there while we were at it.”
As the group moved onwards they’d soon find the entrance of the cave. There seemed to be a few goblin survivors, some that were with her group. This didn’t bold well; did all the goblins get wiped out? Surely not; Rattleskull was definitely dead. Crispy was likely dead too, though he might’ve been smart enough to keep himself alive. But orchid would be surprised if the other goblins got themselves killed. ”Ash, take the others and try to sneak around. I’ll see if I can’t convince these goblins to help me. I recognize them from before, though… Not sure what they think of me right now. Get ready if they go after me.” Orchid waited for her group to get ready to sneak on pass before she would approach the goblin campfire.
”Oi. Rattleskull is dead.” Orchid didn’t have any proof, but she doubts things could have quieted down if he was still alive. This ought to shock these survivors into paying attention to her. ”It’s not safe in the cave anymore. The monsters have gathered together and they’re going to push the goblins out, or worse. But I know a way to survive outside of the cave. Make weapons, shelter, and food. And once we’re strong enough we could even take back this cave.”
As the group moved onwards they’d soon find the entrance of the cave. There seemed to be a few goblin survivors, some that were with her group. This didn’t bold well; did all the goblins get wiped out? Surely not; Rattleskull was definitely dead. Crispy was likely dead too, though he might’ve been smart enough to keep himself alive. But orchid would be surprised if the other goblins got themselves killed. ”Ash, take the others and try to sneak around. I’ll see if I can’t convince these goblins to help me. I recognize them from before, though… Not sure what they think of me right now. Get ready if they go after me.” Orchid waited for her group to get ready to sneak on pass before she would approach the goblin campfire.
”Oi. Rattleskull is dead.” Orchid didn’t have any proof, but she doubts things could have quieted down if he was still alive. This ought to shock these survivors into paying attention to her. ”It’s not safe in the cave anymore. The monsters have gathered together and they’re going to push the goblins out, or worse. But I know a way to survive outside of the cave. Make weapons, shelter, and food. And once we’re strong enough we could even take back this cave.”
”Bah! Do you take me for a fool? There are plenty of reasons why some sick bastard would want their next victim to be alive.” the woman snarled at Thokk, having mustered just enough strength to struggle to her feet. A stiff push could easily knock her back down to the ground however. When Raugar offered to heal her, she didn’t hesitate to accept, if only so so could immediately back away from the others as her worse wounds mended. She reached behind her to grab something, only to realize she was without a weapon. And while Raugar’s Healing brought some strength back to her, she knelt on the ground in pain as her other injuries still ached.
The orcish woman looked up to the group, still snarling but somewhat less hostile than before. ”I don’t trust you, and you should t trust me. But... It’s not safe to be out in the open here.” the woman stood up and reached inside one of the ruined building, tearing off a chunk of soggy wood as an improvised club. ”I have a shelter deeper within the ruins. It’s small, but should me safe enough. Help me go there, and I’ll help you out a little too.”
The orcish woman looked up to the group, still snarling but somewhat less hostile than before. ”I don’t trust you, and you should t trust me. But... It’s not safe to be out in the open here.” the woman stood up and reached inside one of the ruined building, tearing off a chunk of soggy wood as an improvised club. ”I have a shelter deeper within the ruins. It’s small, but should me safe enough. Help me go there, and I’ll help you out a little too.”
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