Lugubrious

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

I understood it in a way that you two can chill and one of the 3rds is getting zilch :S

@Forsythe

That's the significantly more likely scenario.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Actually I've got an anti-tie credit feature in place. If one player does better than another, then the second person receives 1, and the first receives 2, and so forth. If the judge can't break a tie, however, both players receive the same amount, but the amount of score spots goes down to compensate. For instance:

Third place: one credit
Second place: two credits
First place: three credits

Third place: one credit
Tied second place: two credits
Tied second place: two credits

There can't be more than the prescribed amount of awards. Since there are nine people, there can only be three players ranking. If you really want to make a tie for last place, second place no longer exists, and first place credit score goes down one. I specifically created this feature to use on myself to make myself less indecisive, especially for last-place ties that don't matter so much. I made a tie once for first place, though.

So @Write, either Abi or Kray gets the boot, or you rewrite the scores thusly: Abi = 1, Kray = 1, and either Prince or Crimmy = 2. It's probably pretty obvious which one is best.

Of course, if people think my anti-tie rule is pretty stupid, and that more people should get inconsequential awards, I might be persuaded to remove it.

I still don't understand what's going on. Can somebody explain?

@chukklehed

We're doing missions at the moment; each team is off away from Beacon performing a certain task, for which another player serves as the 'antagonist', controlling the world, NPCs, and monsters.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

This will be especially interesting with Jane in there as well, trying to both subdue Argus and Isla without killing them or letting Ike kill them.

Heat? Heh. This morning I awoke to find that there had been a freezing rain overnight, turning the entire neighborhood into a popsicle. A popsicle with no power or internet.

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Oh, and @Burthstone, I've contributed to ours.

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@Joshua Tamashii, are we still proceeding with the collab?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Brewing Storm

The open door led down a short and narrow hallway to a junction room with several exits. One led to a downward stairwell, another to a dual-purpose sterilization and hazard gear room, a third to an upward stairwell with a wall plate that read 'Living Quarters', and the last to a longer and poorly-lit hallway whose plate marked it as 'Traffic Center'. Unless this Traffic Center and Priscilla's control room were one and the same, Beacon's principal pink-haired freshman was not on this floor.

Meanwhile, Amy would find her senses bombarded. Sound came from nearly everywhere at once now, the undeniable rapping of little feet and hands on metal, tile, and concrete, but no visible sign of an enemy could be found. Even the non-faunus members of the mission could likely hear and be creeped out by the increasing noise now. Most worryingly, it came from inside the tubes, pipes, and vents that absolutely choked the building's interior and immediate exterior.

As the students made their way into the junction room, the first one in couldn't miss a telltale sign on the floor. An elderly man in a button-up shirt and black trousers sat with his back against the wall, his eyes open but devoid of life. No trace of viscera lay upon him or the walls and floor around him. All that could be seen to an observant and indelicate hunter-in-training would be abrasions around his throat, very much like human hands.

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After leaning back from the receiver, Priscilla felt a hand on her shoulder. Straw Tickseed, one of the seven people who along with her didn't quite form a 'bunch of other survivors', could barely contain her renewed hope now that contact had been made with a rescue party. The young woman, gaunt-faced despite her rotundity, practically jumped up and down. Echoes of her enthusiasm could be seen to greater or lesser degrees among the other survivors, one of whom even seemed ready to unseal the control room door and sprint through the distillery to greet the rescuers in person. “Omigod omigod, I can't believe it! We're saved!” Straw gushed. If not kept in check, the eagerness of some of the survivors might pose a problem to the operation—particularly if they made enough noise to rouse some of the distillery's other residents.

Defend a Caravan

Sterling's move, however habitual, got the job done. The Tutankhamen shrieked as an inky black bile burst from the ravaged impact site, but given that the senior hunter needed to divert slightly from the center in order to avoid the Grimm's spinal spikes, it flew to the side rather than just being crushed. Snarling in protest, the monster tumbled off the top of the caravan vehicle, and after landing on its side it struggled to right itself.

The Nightmares, having crumbled beneath the cooperative attack of both Estelle and Sarina, served as a warning to the remaining Grimm horses. A cacophony of whinnies and screams ensued as the remaining Nightmares scattered around the vehicle broke off and grouped together to stampede single-mindedly toward the young huntresses. This left the mostly-dead bulk of the Deathstalker and a single Tutankhamen on the opposite side to harry the caravan. Perhaps observing this, the driver revved the engines, and the huge tanklike vehicle lurched forward.

A double tap of feet on metal signaled that Jorie had landed. Calling out, “we're about to get going!” to Sarina and Estelle, she aimed her claw arm at the leftover Tutankhamen and let loose a burst that knocked the creature end over end in a rather comical fashion, wailing all the while. With the second-to-last burden resolved, the vehicle took off, moving slowly at the moment but gaining speed rapidly despite the Deathstalker draped across it.

Paying no mind to the oversized arachnid proved to be a mistake for Jorie, however. Even if the Grimm monstrosity was dying, it had yet to dissolve and could still attack. By the time that the overexcited faunus turned to fire off another burst at it, the Grimm's stinger already lashed out. Jorie held up her claw arm to block, yet flew backward nevertheless when the poisonous time broke her aura in a single shot. The next moment, her small body impacted the caravan vehicle's smokestack, and instantly the faunus fell unconscious.

Only a small window remained for everyone present to both secure their position of the vehicle and to ensure that the rising wind didn't send Jorie's body flying backward into the empty desert.

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Indigo Afina – Treasure Hunting

”This is too easy.”

Though her thorough scrutiny of both the point of interest and its immediate surroundings turned up nothing out of the ordinary, Scarlet knew by experience that anything both valuable and visible would never be freely available to take. All sorts of people from all across the world took advantage of the idea that if a person exhibited even the slightest indication of greed, they deserved whatever misfortune or tragedy came their way. To be sure, some people did, but Scarlet disdained the idea that the simple act of collecting a treasure hunt's treasure would warrant some sort of karmic retribution.

The facts were these: she stood in the center of a quiet street lined by houses, staring at a red lacrima placed without ornament or ceremony on the tarmac. No hidden plates, panels, or walls were visible even to Scarlet's keen eye for detail. Oh, well. Not like I can just leave it there. Sighing, the clone reached down and plucked the iridescent crystal. She lifted the lacrima a few inches from the ground and looked around carefully for any signs of activity. A few moments later, Scarlet rose to her full height, and turned to go away. A sudden cacophony of slams and shouts elicited a roll of her eyes. How did I know?

Goblins poured out of every door and window in the adjoining houses. Scarlet drew upon the power hidden within her tome, Defense of the Ancients, and rose from the road a squadron of red-eyed statues. These statues, reminiscent of Demetri with arms outstretched, began to fire a steady stream of red energy blasts at the Goblins, scattering and destroying them gradually. With a huff, Scarlet strode airily away, leaving the statues to fight on her behalf.

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Now regretting her plan to take the farthest, most out-of-the-way lacrima, the true Indigo was totally out of breath when she stumbled into the park where the book Seven Days to Die emanated a magical signature. Frenzy Plant's number-one sorceress approached the half-dry pond and caught her breath when she saw the mutilated body of her clone. The sight of a woman who looked freakishly like her nearly cleaved in two caused Indigo to retch, and she knelt quietly in the rushes until the heaves stopped. Trying her best to avoid looking at Straw's body, she fumbled for the lost book, and when her fingers touched the cover she instantly un-equipped it, causing both tome and corpse to dissolve. Shakily, Indigo got to her feet, and started back toward the Doma Flau just as the thirty-minute warning came out. On the way, she thought about the wound sustained by Straw. Only a greatsword and an expert user could have done something like that. I won't be able to get Straw to tell me; if I don't reform her fresh, she'll be too traumatized by the memory of dying to be of any use. All the same, I have a good idea who in this treasure hunt might possess both a blade and the ruthlessness to do something like this. If I come across Damian, I will spare no mercy.

A few minutes later, she arrived at the gate to the Doma Flau. Before her stood Ash, Teal, Vert, Scarlet, Plum, Sepia, and Sapphire, making a total of eight. ”Hello, everyone. We're all here; Straw was destroyed by the Blade of Phoenix Wing, and failed to collect the yellow lacrima. Has everyone else done their job?”

Each clone nodded in turn. When it came to the holder of The Order, Ash replied, ”I was unable to prevent anyone from getting inside. Damian went overhead, and Shujin somehow knew all about my magic, even though Frenzy Plant doesn't keep public profiles. Once this is all over, we should make sure that our information is secure.”

Indigo nodded and requipped one of her lesser-used tomes, Fibbage. What looked like a thick and heavy encyclopedia was in fact a single hollow compartment with no actual pages. The sorceress put all the lacrimas -except the extra violet- inside and banished it, frustrated at the fact that the yellow one had been stolen and there was no way to find where another was. Big flaw in your treasure hunt, Sheldon. If someone steals someone else's, that person has no way to find any other lacrimas of that kind, and has to resort to bargaining.

All eight Indigos waited by the main gate, ready to attack any contestants that came near by land or air.

Jane Putcher - Frenzy Camp

@oblivion666@Raijinslayer@Caits@liferusher

The sound of commotion elsewhere in the camp drew the attention of Jane Putcher, whose coffee break had deterred her from guard duty for the moment. Slurping the rest of her drink, the former piratess heaved her Priveteer up and took off running. Her coat fluttering in the wind, she rounded the corner of the Jail Tent just in time to see Ike step toward Argus and Isla. Instantly she froze, more out of hardly believing her good luck than out of shock. Though he looked different, Ike was a welcome sight. Yesterday, the report Indigo gave explained how a cruel young witch trapped him in a painting, stating that nobody knew how to free him. Evidently the B-rank soldier had managed to free himself, though his altered appearance begged the question: at what cost? Meanwhile, the combined silhouette of Isla and Argus formed an entity just begging to be shot. Ever since the demon escaped from Ni Rensa yesterday, General Sanders gave the word that any Frenzy Plant soldier should attempt to incapacitate and capture Argus on sight. Meanwhile, the entire guild had been told by Indigo everything she knew of Isla, and despite her age the painter was to be captured as well.

With this in mind, Jane stepped forward and pointed her revolver cannon's barrel at the trio. “Well, if it ain't Frenzy Plant's most wanted! Sorry about this, Ike, but we can't 'ave you killin' the painter or the demon just yet. General wants a li'l talk with 'em. Why don'tcha take a nap instead? Sleeper Cells!” Instantly, the Privateer loaded with six canister pills. Holding down the trigger, Jane fired off all six in quick succession in a spread pattern. When each one hit the ground or a living body, it would explode into pink gas and release its fast-acting sedative. Given the spread pattern, the sleep cloud would be pretty much impossible to evade.

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@hatakekuro

The little 'Full' marker in gray next to the title is fairly indicative. At this point, you're second on the waiting list.

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I claimed it when Write claimed this one. I may not have PMed you but I was fairly certain I said something in discussion...

@Kaithas

Ah, well, you've got it then. Sorry, Shadow, super animu contest will have to wait.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

When I played DnD, my lvl 1 Paladin alternated between decapitating ogres in a single stroke and falling off of cliffs over. and over. and over.

Anyway, just to be clear... I've got next contest, right?

@Kaithas

Did you claim it before Shadowkiller did? Shadowkiller claimed it a couple of hours ago, and I don't remember you telling me anything. Am I nuts?