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Heyo, Ogo, leggo


Hiya! Morgan here. I am the mountain mama.

Used to be hella active, now I mostly just lurk. Feel free to drop a message if you catch me snoopin', I probably won't bite.

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Kaitlyn and Zoe






THUD!
THUD!
THUD!

From underneath a mound of pillows and blankets, something stirred. It tossed back and forth restlessly, obviously irritated at the obnoxious knocking. It seemed to debate checking on the sound, but soon all movement stopped once more.

THUD!
THUD!

BZZT!

A slender pink hand shot out from underneath the covers and grasped the buzzing cellphone off the night stand. It pulled the device back into it’s dark hiding spot. All was silent for a few moments...then a single voice moaned.

“Oh dear God, no…”

The covers were kicked off, revealing a rather disheveled looking girl in her pajamas. Her eyes were open wide in panic as she clambered to get out of bed. But she wasn’t the most graceful of girls, it would seem, as she managed to get tangled up in her covers and rather than find her feet, the girl slid and fell, tumbling off the bed just to faceplant her cold, hard floor. Her face was stinging, but there was no time to lose. This was life or death. She scrambled up to her feet and bolted out of her bedroom.

She shot down the hall as quick as she could, entering the living room and turning towards the front door just in time to see…

Gabbie. Standing in the doorway. Smirking.

Zoe stood gaping at her for a moment, her mouth flapping but forming no words. She was completely flabbergasted. Unable to find the words, the girl began gesturing towards the door, causing Kaitlyn’s grin to grow even wider.

“Calm yer tits, girl. I didn’t REALLY break the lock...yer folks leave a key under the mat. Bad place for it, really. You never know what kind of slimeball could get in.”

The tall brunette winked at Zoe as she slinked past her towards the kitchen. The girl let out a burp that lasted several seconds. “Damn...that was a good one, eh? Say, got any grub?” she asked, but as usual, proceeded to rummage through the cupboards without awaiting a response.

Zoe stared at the girl, then back to the door, then back to the girl, still speechless. It wasn’t the first time that Gabbie pulled something like this. She was constantly showing up but...but never this late. Zoe glanced at the clock on the wall. What was she doing here? She frowned. There was school in the morning, right? So…

A muffled voice cut into the girl’s inner monologue. “Yoo waist inna barn?”

Slightly startled, the girl gave a jump. She blinked twice as she glanced back at Gabbie who was now enjoying a sandwich. The guest nodded towards Zoe. It took a moment, but she finally got it, turning around and heading over to close the door.

“Wha...what are you doing here?” she asked as she double-(then triple)-checked the door was securely locked, deadbolt and all. She turned to see a wiiiide grin on Gabbie’s face.

The girl put down her sandwich and pulled her bookbag off her shoulders and placed it on the counter. She unzipped it and pulled out a laptop and a brown paper bag. “Elder Tale. New expansion. LAN party and liquor.”

For the second time that night, Zoe just stood gaping at Gabbie, but she did manage to find a response this time around. “LAN party an- are you crazy? We can’t do that! We’ve got class in the morning and…” the girl paused briefly and glanced at the brown paper bag before continuing, “...we’re not old enough to drink. My folks would kill us if they found out...”

And to that, Kaitlyn simply laughed a deep belly laugh before she slid the laptop to rest further on the counter and crossed the room with the bag in hand. Once in front of Zoe, the towering girl bent down and stared into the girl’s eyes from an uncomfortably close distance. Zoe felt the urge to run away, but she knew it wouldn’t do her any good. Gabbie could outrun her any day of the week. Easily. Instead she just gazed back into her delinquent friend’s big brown eyes.

The taller girl reached into the bag and pulled out a bottle filled with gold with an image of a turkey on the front. She twisted the cap and tilted up the bottle, taking a quick swig of the shit before pulling it away. Her face twisted up for a moment, but she exhaled and everything was good. Zoe’s mouth was flapping again, a useless tongue searching desperately for protest.

Katie pushed the bottle into Zoe, who instinctively reached around it to stop it from dropping.

“They ain’t gonna find out. C’mon, it’ll be fun. Just you and me, kicking back and kicking ass. You’ve got to live a little, Zo. Trust me.”

Zoe debated for a moment, but one look at the taller girl’s usual grin and she knew that she really didn’t have a choice in the matter. She couldn’t tell Gabbie no and the girl knew it. Her hands tightened around the bottle. She had never tasted alcohol before...but...well if Gabbie liked it, it couldn’t be ALL bad. Right? RIGHT?

She decided to throw caution to the wind and tilted the bottle back herself. But the girl was not expecting the liquid to pour out like it did. The taste didn’t sit well on her tongue, but she forced it down. One gulp. Then two. Then…

Zoe pushed the bottle into Gabbie’s hands and took on sprinting down the hall towards the bathroom. Katie stood in the living room holding the bottle mildly intrigued…

“Uh...Zoe? You okay?”

Then the vomiting echoed out.

And Katie laughed.

It was going to be a fun night.




Uno Uno and ZeeThree






It was cold. That’s the first thing to hit Katie as she stirred from her slumber. Slumber…? She didn’t even recall going to sleep. When did that-

The girl started to turn over, but something was off. Why was Zoe’s bed so hard? And...was there dirt in it? She opened her eyes to see…

Well…

Not Zoe’s room.

It was outside, somewhere…

So DEFINITELY not Zoe’s room...damn shut-in.

The girl got to her feet, but stumbled slightly. She looked down to see that she was wearing completely different shoes than what she had remembered having earlier. These were...well, a lot more open. She immediately disliked them. Katie shook her head disapprovingly but suddenly stopped. Her...head felt different. Something was off...her hair! It wasn’t in her face. The actual fuck happened…? Did she cut off her hair for some reas-

The girl had been feeling her head, but she stopped when she touched the back side. It was up in a ponytail but…

But her hair hadn’t been THIS long before. She was positive.

It was cold.

Why was it so cold?

The girl looked down again and noticed her rather insane outfit. She looked like a damn ninja. The hell kind of night did she just have? Did Zoe have a ton of costumes hidden away somewhere that she didn’t know about? ...maybe...but...but how did she get outside. And Zoe…

Wait! Where was Zoe?

Katie looked around her surroundings (some sort of field she didn’t recognize) and saw a shape curled up not to far away.

“Zoe?” she called out. For a moment, nothing happened, then the shape began to move. It rose up and threw out its arms. Stretching? It was a person, yeah, but not Zoe. It was MUCH too large to be the scrawnly little girl…

As if on que, the person got to their feet and stretched again before looking around. It turned around and saw Katie looking at it. Silence hung in the hair for a few, before the person spoke.

“...Gabbie…?”

It was Katie’s turn to gape now, as she stared at the towering...thingy that just called her by the pet name only her best friend used. It was a good two or three inches taller than her, ginger hair, odd pointy ears, creepy robes, and a spooky looking bow on its bac-







Wait the fucking moment.

This...thing...it looked pretty similar to Zoe’s avatar in Elder Tale. REALLY SIMILAR. Like…



Oh son of a bitch, it was identical. Katie covered her mouth with her hand. What even was this?

“Gabbie…? Is that you? You look...smaller…?”

Katie’s eyes grew wide. The voice was different but the cadence, the hesitation...that was Zoe alright. “Zo...why do you look like ZeeThree?”

Zoe/ZeeThree didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she took a moment to give herself a once over. Katie could see the growing horror mounting on the girl’s face as she took everything in. She look like she was about to burst into tears. Katie took a couple steps towards her, hands held up, gesturing in a calming motion. “Whoa, whoa, hey, Zo! Don’t panic! Jus-just calm yer tits, alright? I’m sure there’s a good reason for this...just uh...just gimme a sec to think alright?”

The nearly weeping Zoe nodded, but her eyes still seemed to well up. The waterworks were about to begin. Katie swore under her breath and looked around. So Zoe now looked like ZeeThree. And she was wearing what she could only guess to be a similar outfit to Uno Uno...and they were outside...and…

Dream? Could it be a dream?
Possibly, but Katie didn’t dream often...and they were never so vivid. Nor so detailed. They were usually cheap horror movie knock-offs. If a creep in a mask showed up, she knew what was up though.



She was drawing a blank. Nothing seemed to really make much sense but…



Oh hello. Something was floating by Zoe’s head. It was a...almost like a panel. A WAAAY too familiar panel. It had a portrait of ZeeThree, her name, and...bars. Two bars. HP and MP. And a level. And holy fuck she was dreaming she was in a video game.

Katie started to laugh, but when she saw Zoe, she stopped. The poor girl was silently crying. She reached out and gave Zoe a pat on the shoulder, startling the girl in doing so. “Hey...don’t worry. I’m here. I got this. Let’s uh...let’s just go, yeah? Maybe see what else is going on? Maybe we’ll find something.” she muttered, trying to calm down her now giant dream companion. It seemed to work. The two began to walk. To where, Katie had no clue. But hey, dreams tended to sort themselves out.



But Katie couldn’t shake the feeling that this wasn’t a dream. There was just too much detail. And she was questioning it. Normally in dreams she just went with the flow, no matter how crazy it was. If...and the girl knew that she was crazy for even entertaining the notion, but IF this wasn’t a dream...then why did it look so much like Elder Tale?

Zoe was the first to hear the commotion up ahead. When Katie finally caught it, the two girls exchanged glances. Katie mouthed the words “Follow me” and Zoe nodded. They stuck to tree cover and bush cover but eventually found the source of the noise. Three people. Two seemed to be shaking hands, a woman in a fancy getup and a...a…

...Jesus jumping Christ on a pogo stick, was that John Cena?

Katie laughed. It was a loud, deep laugh. She just couldn’t take it anymore. What the hell even was all this bullshit? First everything looked like Elder Tale, and now knightly John Cena was shaking hands with discount Anne Bonney. What’s next? Billy the Kid riding a doom whale into tower made of Macho Man Randy Savage?

A hand flew over the girl’s mouth, muffling her. Zoe was staring at her with eyes wide with terror, shaking her head. But Katie couldn’t help it. Even Zoe’s fear was funny to her now. Didn’t she get it? It was all a dream! She wasn’t even real! She was just a damn dream! Hell, if she wanted to, she could stab Zoe right now and everything would be just fine!

Despite that fact that she was 99% convinced she was dreaming...she couldn’t bring herself to take the gamble.

The girl sobered up...but then she realized what she had just done. If her little fit had caught the attention of that little trio...then they surely knew where the girls were. And if they knew where they were...and they weren’t friendly...and this wasn’t just a dream then…



Well, somebody royally fucked up.

Big time.

Okie dokie ^-^
I'll have something up after work today.
Welp...I couldn't really decide what to go with, so I split the character in two? I dunno. I'm tired. And cold. Why is it so damn cold? YER DROPPIN' THE BALL, GLOBAL WARMING!








Hmmm, I'm not usually keen on playing multiple characters. I'll think about it.

Speaking of characters, @Ogobrogo@caliban22, what news from you guys?


Haha, yeah, I'm still about, just making slow progress on this charrie.
I keep flipflopping on how I want to take her xD

...but I think I've decided now, so I SHOULD have her up shortly.
Oh! I had been looking at this one, but I was afraid it had died.
Siiiince that's not the case, I do believe I'll go ahead and write up a sheet, if that's alright?

edit:
Tomorrow. I will work on it tomorrow. How the hell is it already 11:30pm?


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Training Ground 11

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Despite her best attempts to focus on the attack, Kiyoko couldn’t resist the temptation of checking her shot. After the last arrow left her bow, her eyes floated back to sensei, just in time to see him stagger. One of the clones had dissipated due to her arrow but...if it hadn’t been a clone…

Kiyoko’s free hand jerked up to her mouth when she saw what happened next.

One arrow lodged deep into the man’s back. She...she hadn’t expected him to actually get hit. Just...just DODGE or something! She silently hoped that it was just a clone, but when the second arrow pierced the back of his head, it was all Kiyoko could do not to squeak. He hadn’t disappeared yet. Was that really Hideo-sensei? Did...did she just…

Nausea flooded the girl.

As if becoming a human pincushion wasn’t enough, one of Rima’s rocks collided with him, right before the giant genin came in with a slash, sending Hideo-sensei onto the ground and presumably deeper into the bowels of hell.

...

What…

...What had they done?

Kiyoko waited in the tree, not moving, barely breathing, too stunned for action. They had just murdered their sensei. In less than an hour of meeting him. That wasn’t the mission. There was no need for him to die but…

...but…

Smoke covered the corpse for just a few moments, only for it to dissipate and reveal a...log.

Full of arrows.



A whistle shot through the silence followed by a familiar voice. Kiyoko turned her gaze to the risen shinobi, a spectre from beyond beckoning to join him on his pitiful quest to the grave. He woul - Kiyoko slapped herself. She was being ridiculous. He wasn’t an undead abomination, just your average shinobi with their average replacement technique. How she even let herself get dumped by such a textbook maneuver, Kiyoko didn’t want to know.

“Wow! That was a close one! You all did a pretty good job, I must say. Quite better than I had expected.”

Kiyoko hopped down from her tree and began walking over towards Rima and to an extent, Hideo himself. She was frowning at the smug sounding jounin. He continued. “Welp, you all managed to get me out of the circle, so I guess I owe one of you 21 ryō, right?" Kiyoko glanced over to Rima. He was the one who made the final contact. And he had placed himself in the most danger by entering the ring in the first place. By all rights, the cash should go to him.

“Ya’ know what! Forget the money.”

The girl crossed her arms, glaring daggers at Cheapeo-sensei. Rima pretty much gave voice to her own thoughts.

“No amount of money could express how proud I am of each of you. You all combined your skills and proved to me that you all are very capable ninja.” the elder ninja spoke. Kiyoko loosened up a little bit. Maybe, just maybe, this Hideo guy wasn’t such a gaping colossal assho-

Hideo, after crossing the distance to the genin, who had been joined by the sharpshooter Nakahara, proceeded to violently knee the youngest genin. Needless to say, Kiyoko was still a bit thrown off by yet ANOTHER change in the man’s temperament.

“Essentially this test was to see how you all would react to an enemy in realistic combat.” he spoke before attacking the boy and sending him on a one-way trip to Pain City. “And like realistic combat, your enemy will not always follow simple rules they or you may put in place.”

A chill went down Kiyoko’s spine. What was he getting at?

“I guess what I’m trying to say is: the test still continues. Except this time...no boundaries.”

Fuck.

Kiyoko scowled. Well, she was wrong. Cheapeo-sensei was every bit the asshat that she had thought. Joyous day. But...if their were no boundaries now...then what the hell kind of test was this? What was their goal? Was it just beat the shit out of Hideo? Because quite frankly?

She could get down with that.

Rima turned back at her before charging their so-called teacher. The look in his eyes...desperation? Perhaps. She could sympathize. But to just charge in so careles-

The girl glanced over at the fallen genin. Was...was THAT what he wanted? To buy time to get the little one to safety? The girl didn’t waste a moment in second-guessing herself. Even if that wasn’t the case, even if he had just gone off in a blind fury, she could use the distraction.

She moved over towards Nakara and sort of half-scooped/half-jerked the boy up. In an awkward sort of shambling run, Kiyoko drove the boy over towards the wooded area once more. It wasn’t too far from melee combat going on now. Nor as safe, now that the circle was abolished. But it was better than just leaving the poor kid out in the open. She wasn’t exactly the gentlest chick around, evident from her simply shoving the boy towards the trees once they got near. If he was all banged up and broken, he was useless. It would be better for him to simply remove himself.

Kiyoko turned once more in time to see Rima swing towards Hideo who moved swiftly to disarm the genin. But…

But that’s not what happened. Instead, shortly after making contact, the jounin disenganged. And the way his arm was just...flopping and now hanging there...what the hell just happened?



Opportunity.

Kiyoko rose her bow towards the sky and pulled out one more arrow. She nocked it, drew her thumb around the string, and pulled back. Gathering all the force she could to her diaphragm, she yelled at the top of her voice.

“HEY FUCKFACE! CATCH!”

She then launched the arrow in an extremely high arc.

She let the arrow rise for a moment, and just about the moment it hit the peak, Kiyoko quickly moved her draw hand down to her thigh where she pulled loose two kunai. Without speaking another word, the girl launched one kunai followed by the other directly towards Hideo. Due to his slight repositioning, Kiyoko felt relatively positive that Rima was clear of the kunai’s path but…

She hoped against hope that he didn’t make any sudden movements.

For his sake.
Oops, sorry for not being around. Work has been...long, to say the least. ANYWAY...

@Pudding NEW PARTY MEMBERS! WOO-HOO! GET IN!

But seriously, I do very much like your charrie. Can't wait to see her in action ^-^

@OneStoryToMany
Here's hoping you're still looking to join! ONE CAN NEVER HAVE ENOUGH PARTY MEMBERS!

@Leodiensian
Your ronso...I love him already xD
Mogryo may view him as just an overgrown wingless, pom-pomless moogle, and it shall be glorious.

@Daxam
I'm not sure if it really helps, but I know that fireworks were a usable ability by the samurai class (not sure if they were called something else or not.)

If nothing else, fireworks are technically a thing. I wouldn't think it would be a stretch to think that they were made of real life elements or incredibly similar parallels. But I suppose at the end of the day, Bass is the one to ask.

@Bassummoner
So the whole summoner thing, how long would they have been around as of the start of the rp? Would their return be known by the common peeps yet?


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Training Ground 11

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Kiyoko started to stumble, but caught herself. She had caught something out of the corner of her eye. Miya-err, Rima was it? Rima had ripped a chunk of the ground itself and hurled it at Sensei. The girl had to admit, she was impressed. That couldn’t have been an easy technique. Simple, yes, but far from easy. And from the looks of it, effective to boot. She would not want to be on the receiving end of that one. She was a good shot, but uh...rock beats arrow.

Hideo was having none of that. The jounin blocked the fury of the earth using a vicious ball of flames. Seeing an opportunity to put an end to the nonsense, Kiyoko pulled loose an arrow and readied herself. Yet before she was able to turn their leader into a pincushion, the man was enveloped in a smokescreen. The girl cursed under her breath. To take a shot now would be a waste of her time, energy, and resources. Instead, the girl took the opportunity to make like Nakahara and enter the woods. Hopefully the smoke would last long enough to cover her repositioning.

The girl had gotten up into a tree before the smoke dissipated. With the advantage of height and surprise, Kiyoko would feel more comfortable taking a touch longer on her shots. Take smarter shots and the shots will smart. But her small hopes were dashed once the circle became clear once more. Inside stood not one, not two, but THREE smug looking bastards. Kiyoko frowned and shook her head slowly. That...complicated things. Just a bit.

But not too much.

Kiyoko drew a bead on one of the three Hideo. She took a deep breath, drew back fully, then-

WHOOSH

-released. Straight and true. As before, she didn’t waste any time soaking in the shot. She quickly drew another arrow and almost launched it...but a sudden loud crack threw her off. The bow hadn’t been fully drawn, but when Kiyoko flinched, her grip on the string slipped. Whoops. The arrow sailed out half-heartedly, doing little more than just tumbling to the ground. It took her a moment to put two and two together, but...that sound...it was something from Nakahara, perhaps? What the hell was the kid capable of…?

She didn’t have time to dwell on it. Nor was she going to just wait around to see if anything worked. Both of her squadmates were giving their all, it seemed. In that, at least, they had passed her test. She would have to give more if she didn’t want to be left behind. Two hundred percent. She had to strike now. Hard and swiftly.

Nonstop attack.

Relentless assault.

Victory.

Kiyoko aimed towards the sky and launched an arrow. Then another. Then a third. She would strike the heavens, blighting out the sun in a rain of arrows if need be. Well, maybe that’s a bit much for just three arrows. A vicious shower then? A destructive drizzle? ...three missed shots?

Only time would tell.
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