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Cool. Then I'll start work on a captain for squad 12. Probably won't be finished till tomorrow or Tuesday at the latest because of work..
Question: what're all the reserved spots for?
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So then... I should have the lady at the Guild's desk give Samus some kind of job then(Which would include an attempt to get her to take Jelly along?)? Sorry, don't have much experience with sandbox rps and don't want to overstep any boundaries.
Also, if so, what kind of job? lol Now that one I just don't have anything thought up at the moment for.
So then... I should have the lady at the Guild's desk give Samus some kind of job then(Which would include an attempt to get her to take Jelly along?)? Sorry, don't have much experience with sandbox rps and don't want to overstep any boundaries.
Also, if so, what kind of job? lol Now that one I just don't have anything thought up at the moment for.
Jelly
Guild House
"Burble. Burble." There was a door. It stood up and straight like most doors did, with a knob that some people turned before they stepped inside. Jelly didn't turn the knob, but it did go inside. There was a space beneath the door, there always was, because doors didn't like getting their feet dirty and so clung to a wall like a germophobic who hovered over a used toilet seat. So Jelly just got thinner and slid through that space, no problem, even left room for a little bit of air so the door wouldn't get dirty with all the stuff that had gotten lost within Within the slime demon's gelatinous form.
The air inside the guild building was cool, and brightly lit. There wasn't very many people around, except for someone behind the counter. Jelly didn't know the person, but there was a desk in front of them, and they glowed with the air of one who was used to being asked questions, and knew, without a doubt, in the same way a prophet on hallucinogens knew without a doubt, that the moving green mass heading right for them was going to make the day feel a lot longer than the previous rate, an impressive feet since there hadn't been any action for the last three hours--unless one were willing to accepting twenty minutes of flying chasing and face slapping with a fly swatter, which wouldn't be accepted because nothing of the like ever happened to the person behind the counter.
The green slime stopped in front of the desk and bubbled. There was a pause before a wet voice muttered. "Need money for lawyer. This place gives money. Jelly need money for lawyer so Jelly can get more money."
The woman behind the desk scratched the tip of her nose and wondered if it was too late to get a job catching crabs in Alaska or Las Vegas. Probably was seeing there was no way to get back. "Well..." She said looking at her papers and shuffling them back and forth to give the illusion she was looking for something on one of them, as opposed to a way out as she was hoping for. "We don't just give away money here, you know? We have jobs that we pay people once they complete one of tasks." The slime didn't move, but she was certain it was looking around for some kind of picture that would do a better job at explaining things than she could've. "Uhm. I tell you to do something, you do it, and then I give you money like a trade."
"Oh." The voice sounded like water being sloshed around a metal bucket. "Enough for a lawyer? Jelly needs enough for a lawyer."
"Mmm. Not really that much. We don't have anything like that for the moment." She looked at the papers again, willing a magical portal that would lead her to somewhere less stressful like the land of ice queens and Jesus symbolizing lions. "Uhm. Do you have any special skills?" The slime gave her a look. It was impressive how much of a look it was considering that it didn't look like anything besides a green puddle that would leave a stain on the floor that would get her yelled at around closing time. "You need a skill of some sort so I can give you a job that you can do."
"Jelly can be flat or bumpy if that helps?!"
"It doesn't." There was a scream growing somewhere down at the back of the woman's throat. She shoved it down with a swallow and drowned it with a deep drink of water from a large cup at the corner of her desk. There was a picture of a crossed out L because Christmas was her favorite time of the year growing up up till she got a job at a department store and started to hate the damn season. The boss had given it to her as a joke as it was one of the only two things she brought with her when she fell into the town, the other was her never ending cheerfulness.. "But if you'd like to leave and come back later we might have something?"
Another pause and another impossibly hard stare that bore into her out of every shimmering green inch of slime. "Jelly will wait here. Woman looks frustrated. Jelly will be company."
"NO!" The woman nearly screamed. "I mean. No that's alright. Please go. Go and I'll give you a dollar next time I see you? How about it?"
"Leaving isn't job for Jelly. Leaving isn't really a job. Jelly stayed."
"But you'll get paid." The woman gasped at the puddle, more confused and frustrated than before which was something that was definitely going to get a highlight area in her diary. The green bit only shimmered in the light. "Wait. Here's a job." she said, shuffling the papers randomly. "Hold the door open and I'll give you a dollar at the end of the day. How about that? You can do that, right? But you have to be on the other side of the door so I can't see you."
"Dollar enough for lawyer?"
The woman swallowed hard. "Almost." She nodded her head. "Almost."
There was a plopping sound, probably the slime demon's thought process going into overload. "Jelly will do it." The slime didn't turn around it just started sliding towards the door.
"And remember, other side."
"Other side. Jelly remember." The slime stopped at the door and a green hand appeared at the center of the mass and extended to take the door's handle, and turned it slowly. "Jelly will hold door open and wait on the other side." The hand pushed the door open and the slime slid underneath it. Another hand held grabbed the other knob and held it while the first one sunk back into the mass. "Jelly is on other side. Now Jelly will wait "
Guild House
"Burble. Burble." There was a door. It stood up and straight like most doors did, with a knob that some people turned before they stepped inside. Jelly didn't turn the knob, but it did go inside. There was a space beneath the door, there always was, because doors didn't like getting their feet dirty and so clung to a wall like a germophobic who hovered over a used toilet seat. So Jelly just got thinner and slid through that space, no problem, even left room for a little bit of air so the door wouldn't get dirty with all the stuff that had gotten lost within Within the slime demon's gelatinous form.
The air inside the guild building was cool, and brightly lit. There wasn't very many people around, except for someone behind the counter. Jelly didn't know the person, but there was a desk in front of them, and they glowed with the air of one who was used to being asked questions, and knew, without a doubt, in the same way a prophet on hallucinogens knew without a doubt, that the moving green mass heading right for them was going to make the day feel a lot longer than the previous rate, an impressive feet since there hadn't been any action for the last three hours--unless one were willing to accepting twenty minutes of flying chasing and face slapping with a fly swatter, which wouldn't be accepted because nothing of the like ever happened to the person behind the counter.
The green slime stopped in front of the desk and bubbled. There was a pause before a wet voice muttered. "Need money for lawyer. This place gives money. Jelly need money for lawyer so Jelly can get more money."
The woman behind the desk scratched the tip of her nose and wondered if it was too late to get a job catching crabs in Alaska or Las Vegas. Probably was seeing there was no way to get back. "Well..." She said looking at her papers and shuffling them back and forth to give the illusion she was looking for something on one of them, as opposed to a way out as she was hoping for. "We don't just give away money here, you know? We have jobs that we pay people once they complete one of tasks." The slime didn't move, but she was certain it was looking around for some kind of picture that would do a better job at explaining things than she could've. "Uhm. I tell you to do something, you do it, and then I give you money like a trade."
"Oh." The voice sounded like water being sloshed around a metal bucket. "Enough for a lawyer? Jelly needs enough for a lawyer."
"Mmm. Not really that much. We don't have anything like that for the moment." She looked at the papers again, willing a magical portal that would lead her to somewhere less stressful like the land of ice queens and Jesus symbolizing lions. "Uhm. Do you have any special skills?" The slime gave her a look. It was impressive how much of a look it was considering that it didn't look like anything besides a green puddle that would leave a stain on the floor that would get her yelled at around closing time. "You need a skill of some sort so I can give you a job that you can do."
"Jelly can be flat or bumpy if that helps?!"
"It doesn't." There was a scream growing somewhere down at the back of the woman's throat. She shoved it down with a swallow and drowned it with a deep drink of water from a large cup at the corner of her desk. There was a picture of a crossed out L because Christmas was her favorite time of the year growing up up till she got a job at a department store and started to hate the damn season. The boss had given it to her as a joke as it was one of the only two things she brought with her when she fell into the town, the other was her never ending cheerfulness.. "But if you'd like to leave and come back later we might have something?"
Another pause and another impossibly hard stare that bore into her out of every shimmering green inch of slime. "Jelly will wait here. Woman looks frustrated. Jelly will be company."
"NO!" The woman nearly screamed. "I mean. No that's alright. Please go. Go and I'll give you a dollar next time I see you? How about it?"
"Leaving isn't job for Jelly. Leaving isn't really a job. Jelly stayed."
"But you'll get paid." The woman gasped at the puddle, more confused and frustrated than before which was something that was definitely going to get a highlight area in her diary. The green bit only shimmered in the light. "Wait. Here's a job." she said, shuffling the papers randomly. "Hold the door open and I'll give you a dollar at the end of the day. How about that? You can do that, right? But you have to be on the other side of the door so I can't see you."
"Dollar enough for lawyer?"
The woman swallowed hard. "Almost." She nodded her head. "Almost."
There was a plopping sound, probably the slime demon's thought process going into overload. "Jelly will do it." The slime didn't turn around it just started sliding towards the door.
"And remember, other side."
"Other side. Jelly remember." The slime stopped at the door and a green hand appeared at the center of the mass and extended to take the door's handle, and turned it slowly. "Jelly will hold door open and wait on the other side." The hand pushed the door open and the slime slid underneath it. Another hand held grabbed the other knob and held it while the first one sunk back into the mass. "Jelly is on other side. Now Jelly will wait "
Err. Sorry. My next posts will be better. It's just I already took my melotnin and that stuff makes thinking harder, and fuzzy, and a bit slanted to the left.
"Burble. Burble." The green pile of goo bubbled as another foot stepped into the green slime, and came out with a sucking sound, fallowed by a long string of curses from a man, or woman, or other asexual creature complained about how just anything was allowed to be left in the street, and if there was any law in the place a lawyer would be heard from and money would be exchanged, or at least a long, carefully worded letter of apology.
"What's a lawyer?" The green slime bubbled. "Can you eat it like dead grass, or an old corpse that somehow got overlooked by all the birds and buggies?"
The possibly man, or woman, or asexual thing blinked, and looked down at the slime. "Are you talking?" He, or she, or it, said, scratching its nose, and reaching into its pocket for a blade. He poked the goop and tried moving it around with his the toe of his shoe. "Or is there someone under there trying to be funny?"
"It's just me." The goop sloshed. "Nobody under, except for more of me."
"I see." The thing said, arching what could've been an eyebrow if it wasn't for the fact that steel wasn't normally considered eyebrow material by races in which such things mattered enough to warrant a name. "And what are you?"
"Here, what else? What is a lawyer?"
"A means for cash without work."
There was a pause and the thing bubbled in thought. "And how does one go about getting one?"
"With cash." The steel eyebrowed thing moved a little closer and violently stabbed the slime with a enough.
"And how does one--" Without a face to express discomfort it was difficult to tell if the slime was experiencing any, but by the way nothing was happening it was safe to assume it wasn't, because if it was things would be moving, in steelbrow's favor or against it. "Get cash?"
"By working." It held up the blade and looked at the green stuff which slowly slid off like a man who had tried to scale a glass building with socks.
"And where does one find work?"
"There's a guild that gives out odd jobs over there?" Said the maybe man thing, pointing his knife at a building with a large sign on it. "Not all jobs give much money but there's always something for someone."
"I'm going now." The slime said. "To get work for a lawyer." Without waiting for another word the green slime crawled away leaving the man-woman-it-possibly-robotic thing staring at it go. A moment passed and then the slime on the blade jumped off and hurried after the pile. Another moment passed and what was on the shoes did the same.
"What's a lawyer?" The green slime bubbled. "Can you eat it like dead grass, or an old corpse that somehow got overlooked by all the birds and buggies?"
The possibly man, or woman, or asexual thing blinked, and looked down at the slime. "Are you talking?" He, or she, or it, said, scratching its nose, and reaching into its pocket for a blade. He poked the goop and tried moving it around with his the toe of his shoe. "Or is there someone under there trying to be funny?"
"It's just me." The goop sloshed. "Nobody under, except for more of me."
"I see." The thing said, arching what could've been an eyebrow if it wasn't for the fact that steel wasn't normally considered eyebrow material by races in which such things mattered enough to warrant a name. "And what are you?"
"Here, what else? What is a lawyer?"
"A means for cash without work."
There was a pause and the thing bubbled in thought. "And how does one go about getting one?"
"With cash." The steel eyebrowed thing moved a little closer and violently stabbed the slime with a enough.
"And how does one--" Without a face to express discomfort it was difficult to tell if the slime was experiencing any, but by the way nothing was happening it was safe to assume it wasn't, because if it was things would be moving, in steelbrow's favor or against it. "Get cash?"
"By working." It held up the blade and looked at the green stuff which slowly slid off like a man who had tried to scale a glass building with socks.
"And where does one find work?"
"There's a guild that gives out odd jobs over there?" Said the maybe man thing, pointing his knife at a building with a large sign on it. "Not all jobs give much money but there's always something for someone."
"I'm going now." The slime said. "To get work for a lawyer." Without waiting for another word the green slime crawled away leaving the man-woman-it-possibly-robotic thing staring at it go. A moment passed and then the slime on the blade jumped off and hurried after the pile. Another moment passed and what was on the shoes did the same.
Name: Jelly
Series From: Disgaea
Gender/Sex: Asexual
Species: Slime Demon
Personality: Jello is a bit on the slow side. He tends to miss points entirely, or get them confused completely. He has a hard time understanding the seriousness of things.
Powers/Abilities:
Toxin Immunity
Physical Damage Reistance- Due to Jelly's body's lack of physical(ness(?)) he can't be harmed by physical and kinetic attacks. That's not to say that he's unaffected by them since his soft body can be pulled apart and mashed into bits, its just that he can just regroup himself together after any amount of force based attacks.
Transformation- Jelly can change the shape and hardness of his body.
Absorb- Jelly can absorb dead biological matter to replenish lost sludge or increase its strength.
Control- If enough sludge is together Jelly can control it remotely, but if there's not enough matter then all he can do is command said matter to regroup.
Sticky- Jelly's slime is very sticky and can be used to hold on to things and climb walls
Cell DestructionJelly can cause parts of his slime to explode.
Also, I'm thinking of giving Jelly a fusion type of ability like what's seen in the Disgaea Franchise, it would kind of work in the same way a lot of soul eater rps do, but not sure about it. Other than that the character is done.
I'll get my CS up later today. Just got to see Star Wars the Force Awakens first.... For ideas and what not.
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