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【MANTOU】

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Hello!

It's your local steamed bun. Nice to meet you! I go by Mantou or Mant-- whatever you want, really.

You can usually find me playing Casual, and sometimes I'll dabble in Advanced if I have the time. While I'm not the best at writing, I definitely enjoy learning as I go. It's a big reason I stick around.

As a student, I always try to find time to reply. With that said, time management can be difficult, so I don't sign up for over 4 RPs at a time. Other than fandoms (that I'm not a part of), I can generally enjoy any genre of roleplay. So far, I've played in fantasy, supernatural, slice of life, horror, and wuxia (discord) settings.

Additionally, I live in the Philippines, and so I follow the (GMT +8:00) timezone.

That should be about it for important details.

Feel free to message me if you'd like to talk or discuss RP concerns!
如果你出于某种原因需要用中文和我交谈,我们可以。但只有一点点。

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Where do y'all reckon we get them to meet up?

Awesome stuff so far

And @Searat, looking forward to seeing Grizzly-1 back in action! As for my post, I'll wait for @WindsOfFate to go before me since Titus is awaiting a reply

EDIT: Oh god the way I ugly laughed at the people being force-fed
Wender

mentions: @vietmyke@BigPapaBelial@TheWendil

A crack of lightning tore through his skull, forcing a leaden-heavy man to sit up against his will. Mind hazy, eyes fuzzy... and just what did he dream of? If not for the storm, he would have had more time to ponder the strange whispers that clouded his mind just a second before… but by then, they’d already grown hazy.

More immediate things seemed to warrant his attention. As he wiped his eyes, Wender cast a glance around only to be greeted with unfamiliar surroundings, obscured partially by straight darkness and more rain. What kind of situation was this? The man had no idea where he’d been, but the weight of the earth bore down on him and threatened to stay there. Just this morning, he could’ve sworn... he’d been out with several others to scout out an area, an area crucial to the mission-- only for him to have woken up here. The only other important question being, where was here?

Even so, there was no sign of worry on the Gresceren’s face. The half-elf was soaking wet and covered in mud, but carried a spring in his step as he bounced right up to his feet. Upon rising, he proceeded to pat himself down but soon immediately paused, record scratch playing in his head. Around him, there laid people-- three of them-- no, four, to be exact. Judging from the slow rise and fall of their chests, they seemed to be doing alright. Status, alive and well, check. Next, who on earth were these guys?

The first, seemed to be a half-elf, much like himself; the second, a human female with oddly pink hair; the third, a dwarf with a sick braid, laying under-- what on EARTH?

Wend’s pupils dilated as he rushed in to close the distance. Wings? These were wings-- very much functional, and attached to a person! The man held himself back from touching them, afraid of causing damage before he managed to get any answers. Having thought of damage, the dwarf under them still needed to breathe! And so he patted himself down quickly and took note of essentials as per protocol, before gently rolling the body off the dwarf, careful not to fudge its wings. Poor guy, he must’ve had a hard time breathing under there.

One immediate concern down, about two more to go.

The rain beat down heavily on all of them, it was only a matter of time before they began to come down with hypothermia. But still, the half-elf, human, dwarf, and… person were still clearly content with taking a nap. Since he was the only one awake, he might as well be of use.

Wender laid his palms against the ground, mumbling a polite greeting, and pleaded with anyone to listen. In response, the earth rumbled back, but nothing else.

“Ah, alright. That’s fine. Maybe next time then...” he huffed. However, the failure of this plan brought an idea for the next one.

One more time, hands hit the floor and another greeting was heard, this time for a different reason. The ground rumbled and shook, lightly, but enough to cause everything within a five-feet perimeter to shake. “Okay guys, it’s time to wake up now!” Wender could feel nature aching to slap him in the face for causing such a disturbance, but desperate times called for desperate measures! Also, were these guys still asleep? In this weather? “...you’ve all had your rest! For how much longer do I have to keep calling? AM I YOUR MOTHER? GET UP WHILE YOU STILL HAVE THE CHANCE!”
Noted!

And this depends on Luna's reply, but we could potentially get a fight vlog going lol

Post is up. I think after the next reply seems like a good time for the monster to drop down!
Luna’s House - A Week Later

@Gentlemanvaultboy

A loud yawn filled the room as the disciple slowly opened his eyes. Lifting himself off the sofa-bed, he wiped his eyes and slipped on his wooden sandals. Click-clacks sounded against the wooden floor as he made his way to the bathroom to freshen up.

While the process of brushing his teeth with something other than a mint-infused tassel branch came naturally to him, his immediate surroundings were still a mystery to him.

The man continued to clean his canines, brushing vigorously in circles as last week’s memories came and went. Yuri had left prior, wishing them both a farewell with pendants that now hung around their necks. It glowed faintly in the dim morning sun, the color of ashen jade seeming its brightest at this time of day. This mission was expected to be difficult, never once thinking he’d be away from home for so long.

Upon agreeing to Luna’s suggestion, they both ended up at a wooden house that allowed the sea breeze to waft in and out of it. If he could describe the place in one word, it’d be ‘refreshing’. It was built with a unique type of wood, designed not for luxury or defense, but for comfort. A thought had occurred to him then, upon stepping foot inside the first time - he just could not remember the last time his guard was up! Of course, the fight with Sign Master came to mind, but the sense of calm his new allies brought him was something he just wasn’t used to.

Luna’s home was the epitome of peace, and it was clear to Gou that her relaxed demeanor extended to this place as well. Staying there brought a familiar feeling; not much unlike his rooftop spot back at Yuheng. However, he knew that the longer he allowed himself to relax, the more issues it would bring. As great as this new world seemed, his training came first and foremost. At the very least, should another abomination show up, he would not be caught lagging behind. The disciple had felt much respect for his martial sister in this regard - not only was she endlessly accommodating, but she took the time to train every day… even if, to him, the movements seemed strange and rather foreign. The water-based sects around the world did seem to cultivate differently.

He spat minty foam into the sink and rinsed, shaking leftover droplets of water from his face. The day was young. And since he had spent the last week being brought out to explore, then laze around the beach, he needed to make this one count for his training. With teeth and face cleaned, he slipped on his inner robes and stepped outside of the house.

Luna happened to be there, continuing her days of practice to come up with a skill that involved salmon. Thinking of salmon, Gou found it both funny and painful - he had eaten more fish in this week than he had in his entire life. Wooden sandals smushed against the sand, the warmth enveloping his toes as he approached Luna with his sword in hand. She looked calm, focused, but mostly at peace in her pursuit of the salmon ways. Positioning himself further from her, he swung, and brought a torrent of wind down with the motion. Another swipe up followed, the precise movement raising the sand as air rushed up to meet his blade. Training was usually peaceful this way.

“Elder martial sister,” the disciple kept swinging while he commented on her form. “Your salmon keeps getting better. I look forward to seeing you use it in battle!” From the looks of it, the technique was still unfinished, but it brimmed with an intense energy that only came about when one's chi was at its strongest. Could it be that these forms were the key to mastering the elements?

Gou's arms began to feel tired, but he had left mountains of sand all around. It looked awkward with the rest of the beach, so he motioned carefully to sweep the wind and level the sand back down.

“Sister Luna, perhaps we could try what you mentioned the other day-- shall we “film” our fight should the next opponent show up?” He was not sure of what this plan of his entailed, but aside from excelling in his training, he’d also like to bring something back for his Master and the rest of his sect.
Here's my plant guy up!


Good stuff, @Gentlemanvaultboy!

I'll see if I can get a post up tomorrow (currently 11:15pm over here)
Oh, I meant to ask this yesterday but completely got distracted

When will gingerbread lady monster land on Earth?
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