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Current GM of World of Light. When it comes to writing, there's nothing I love more than imagination, engagement, and commitment. I'm always open to talk, suggestion, criticism, and collaboration. While I try to be as obliging, helpful, and courteous as possible, I have very little sympathy for ghosts, and anyone who'd like to string me along. Straightforwardness is all I ask for.
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Looking for more personal details? I'm just some dude from the American south; software development is my job but games, writing, and trying to help others enjoy life are my passions. Been RPing for over a decade, starting waaaay back with humble beginnings on the Spore forum, so I know a thing or two, though I won't pretend to be an expert. If you're down for some fun, let's make something spectacular together.
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No problem. We'll wait as long as it takes.
Ganondorfs spies sure get around.
Anyway, now that Link and Fi have left Castle Town, are there any more PCs there?
Anyway, now that Link and Fi have left Castle Town, are there any more PCs there?
Let's have that be a surprise.
Rather than a cheery dawn, alight in the golden-orange splendor of the breaking day, the morning brought a torrential downpour to Castle Town. The rain fell in buckets across the rooftops, slipping off them in rivulets and become streams in the maze of streets. Such an event filled the hearts of the citizens with gloom that matched the heavens, but for a certain, small group, an overcast day seemed to be an omen. Now was the time to put the next step of their plan into motion.
At the heart of Castle Town's trade district lay a tavern called the Magtail Fort. No ordinary sausage-and-beer inn, this structure was easily the largest building in the area, with two floors, no less than sixteen rooms, and a warm, social atmosphere that made it the premier lodging establishment this side of Hyrule Field. At the moment, its inner activity was at an almost fever pitch since so many had retreated indoors from the deluge outside. The place was a scene of bustling activity, Hylians and Ordonians and even a pair of Gorons, all laughing and eating and sharing the latest news. The quietest spot in the Magtail Fort, aside from the private rooms, was behind the curtain currently-empty stage. Even there, however, there was life.
Those three people behind the curtain were not partaking in the general joviality, though. Though they shared the same vision, they could not have been more different in appearance. One was a gorgeous, mature woman, whose milk-white skin was garbed in shadow. Her companion could have easily been mistaken for a statue; in his baggy, elaborate clothes, he seemed too ceremonious for so everyday a setting. Only his face, as pale as the female's, betrayed that he was alive. The last one, however, completely contrasted the robed man. From spiky, red pompadour to cream-white trousers, this burly fellow seemed impatient to begin. Finally, he could contain himself no longer. “Come on, already!”
He looked to the robed one for guidance, but it was the woman who answered him. “Fine. Go.”
With no further ado, the eager boy burst from the curtain, his footfalls causing the stage to resound noisily. A number of people looked his way, some with recognition, and as a grin appeared on his face, he started to speak. “Hey there, folks!' He shouted, spreading his arms wide. “My name is Groose! That's right...THE Groose! One and only ace pilot extraordinaire! Now, I don't know about you all, but it's not really flying weather. Seems to me like it's that time of the month again for Nayru, if you know what I mean!” A general laugh bubbled up from the people, but other than that there wasn't much noise. Groose smiled all the wider, reveling in their complete attention. “So instead this morning I have for you fine people a couple of special guests. You know I don't let amateurs take my spotlight, but these guys? Phew! Have they got it figured out! Let's give a Groose-tacular round of applause for...”
“Zant! Aaaaaand Midna!”
At that, the darkly-dressed pair walked on stage. The crowd gawked; never had they seen the like of them. Midna, in particular, turned a lot of heads. She laughed and rested a hand on her hip before waving, encouraging the applause to continue. On the other hand, Zant stood very still, barely looking from side to side.
At the heart of Castle Town's trade district lay a tavern called the Magtail Fort. No ordinary sausage-and-beer inn, this structure was easily the largest building in the area, with two floors, no less than sixteen rooms, and a warm, social atmosphere that made it the premier lodging establishment this side of Hyrule Field. At the moment, its inner activity was at an almost fever pitch since so many had retreated indoors from the deluge outside. The place was a scene of bustling activity, Hylians and Ordonians and even a pair of Gorons, all laughing and eating and sharing the latest news. The quietest spot in the Magtail Fort, aside from the private rooms, was behind the curtain currently-empty stage. Even there, however, there was life.
Those three people behind the curtain were not partaking in the general joviality, though. Though they shared the same vision, they could not have been more different in appearance. One was a gorgeous, mature woman, whose milk-white skin was garbed in shadow. Her companion could have easily been mistaken for a statue; in his baggy, elaborate clothes, he seemed too ceremonious for so everyday a setting. Only his face, as pale as the female's, betrayed that he was alive. The last one, however, completely contrasted the robed man. From spiky, red pompadour to cream-white trousers, this burly fellow seemed impatient to begin. Finally, he could contain himself no longer. “Come on, already!”
He looked to the robed one for guidance, but it was the woman who answered him. “Fine. Go.”
With no further ado, the eager boy burst from the curtain, his footfalls causing the stage to resound noisily. A number of people looked his way, some with recognition, and as a grin appeared on his face, he started to speak. “Hey there, folks!' He shouted, spreading his arms wide. “My name is Groose! That's right...THE Groose! One and only ace pilot extraordinaire! Now, I don't know about you all, but it's not really flying weather. Seems to me like it's that time of the month again for Nayru, if you know what I mean!” A general laugh bubbled up from the people, but other than that there wasn't much noise. Groose smiled all the wider, reveling in their complete attention. “So instead this morning I have for you fine people a couple of special guests. You know I don't let amateurs take my spotlight, but these guys? Phew! Have they got it figured out! Let's give a Groose-tacular round of applause for...”
“Zant! Aaaaaand Midna!”
At that, the darkly-dressed pair walked on stage. The crowd gawked; never had they seen the like of them. Midna, in particular, turned a lot of heads. She laughed and rested a hand on her hip before waving, encouraging the applause to continue. On the other hand, Zant stood very still, barely looking from side to side.
I see. Then a change of plan is in order.
I have a quick ascertain to make: it seems to me like in this story, Ganondorf is king and rules in Hyrule Castle. Is that right, or am I hilariously misinterpreting it?
Gracious OP, allow me to bestow upon you a power you didn't know you had. I call this treasure...the Edit button!
Just as Beacon voiced his question, a mug made of carved horn trailing a stream of tea, zoomed past his ear. The offender, a twenty-year old Breath wizard named Raghu Siddhartha, attempted to shout a hasty apology but was sucker-punched by his opponent. As he reeled, gasping for air, Sanguin smiled behind her mask. “Don't get distracted, Rag!” Though she was breathing heavily from the short fight, there was a distinct note of triumph in her voice. “At this rate you're going to lose for the fourth time in a row!” Without delay, the woman moved forward, aiming a kick at her foe's stomach. A cheeky grin appeared on Raghu's face as he stepped to the side to let the strike move on past him; clearly, he wasn't as fatigued as he seemed. “Oh yeah?” In quick succession, he struck her pauldron three times with his palms, rattling her with the repeated impacts. Sanguin pulled back an arm to deliver a knockout-worthy left hook to his unprotected face, but the foreigner proved faster.
Slamming his fist on the table, Raghu popped up a metal plate, still replete with it's owner's mashed potato, and brandished it like a shield. Sanguin's fist smashed into the plate at full speed, and the force of the collision caused her momentum to abruptly cease and reverse. Thinking quickly, she span to come around in a haymaker with her right, laughing maniacally as she did so. As she span, however, Raghu did as well, and his crescent kick met Sanguin's mask before her fist could properly connect.
She grunted, and her mask flew off toward the door. Limply, Sanguin collapsed to the floor, where she lay, panting like a dog. Raghu uttered a wordless noise of exclamation, ecstatic to have finally beaten his rival. “Hah!” He shouted, bending over his opponent. “Looks like you have to let me buy you dinner after all!”
“I never agreed to that!” Sanguin protested, more irritated than enraged.
“Whatever you say, San.”
Raghu held out a hand to help her up, which Sanguin pushed away as she regained her feet. Calm now, she was pretty much back to normal except for the loss of her mask. The first thing she saw was Beacon. “You couldn't have hit me with that crescent if Shiny's big entrance hadn't dazzled me. But whatever. Get you next time.” She sat back down at the table, as if her brief but violent kerfuffle with her friend hadn't been disturbing in the least. Upon reaching out for the nearest cup, she found it empty, and set it down in disgust. “I don't know what your obsession with dinner is anyway. I get dinner every day.”
“It's kinda...a special thing. Gives two people the chance to talk alone, maybe get interested...”
“It's not one of those dating things, is it?”
Raghu found himself gripped by a silent embarrassment in the face of Sanguin's bluntness. From that, however, the Blood Moon Child was able to garner all the information she needed.
“Forget about it. That whole business is stupid and childish. Where's my mask?”
She got up to look around for it, though the instability of her walking meant that she was still dazed enough to have a tough time of it.
Slamming his fist on the table, Raghu popped up a metal plate, still replete with it's owner's mashed potato, and brandished it like a shield. Sanguin's fist smashed into the plate at full speed, and the force of the collision caused her momentum to abruptly cease and reverse. Thinking quickly, she span to come around in a haymaker with her right, laughing maniacally as she did so. As she span, however, Raghu did as well, and his crescent kick met Sanguin's mask before her fist could properly connect.
She grunted, and her mask flew off toward the door. Limply, Sanguin collapsed to the floor, where she lay, panting like a dog. Raghu uttered a wordless noise of exclamation, ecstatic to have finally beaten his rival. “Hah!” He shouted, bending over his opponent. “Looks like you have to let me buy you dinner after all!”
“I never agreed to that!” Sanguin protested, more irritated than enraged.
“Whatever you say, San.”
Raghu held out a hand to help her up, which Sanguin pushed away as she regained her feet. Calm now, she was pretty much back to normal except for the loss of her mask. The first thing she saw was Beacon. “You couldn't have hit me with that crescent if Shiny's big entrance hadn't dazzled me. But whatever. Get you next time.” She sat back down at the table, as if her brief but violent kerfuffle with her friend hadn't been disturbing in the least. Upon reaching out for the nearest cup, she found it empty, and set it down in disgust. “I don't know what your obsession with dinner is anyway. I get dinner every day.”
“It's kinda...a special thing. Gives two people the chance to talk alone, maybe get interested...”
“It's not one of those dating things, is it?”
Raghu found himself gripped by a silent embarrassment in the face of Sanguin's bluntness. From that, however, the Blood Moon Child was able to garner all the information she needed.
“Forget about it. That whole business is stupid and childish. Where's my mask?”
She got up to look around for it, though the instability of her walking meant that she was still dazed enough to have a tough time of it.
Then here we go.
and...
Since it seems that we are taking creative liberties, I believe I will be altering the situation of these two somewhat. Rather than at odds, I will have them be on the same side: freedom fighters discretely trying to gather support to start an uprising against Ganondorf.
and...
Since it seems that we are taking creative liberties, I believe I will be altering the situation of these two somewhat. Rather than at odds, I will have them be on the same side: freedom fighters discretely trying to gather support to start an uprising against Ganondorf.
Surprisingly snail-paced for an RP with so many people.
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