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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Heya everyone! Hope you're all having a good day!

Came home from work today and just flopped on my bed. I feel exhausted and drained (possibly from the heat?). I'm starting to get a little bit better but still feel kind of eh, so I'm not sure what the extent of my posting will be today. I'll try and get up a couple of scenes, but my biggest apologies to you all if I don't ;A; And Rex is right, I'll be endeavouring to move things on somewhat tomorrow. Unless... I feel crappy again... >.>;

Rex, I'm glad you had a wonderful time and experience at your concert. :) I love how chill and modest that band's members are, on top of them having really cool music. XD

Fox's marapets story is just... hilarious. And so Fox. lol, your rise to richness and then quick successive bankruptness is exactly like Don |D Really cool pic though. Did you get any other commissions done?

Buns don't be late for work, and get better internet you pleb!

Kathi, enjoy your last day in Hawaii and best of luck with your flight to China. :) I can't really stand long flights... so best of luck with that. @_@ Beijing should be super fun though, and nice to meet some family again? :)

Kei, I'm sorry to hear about the school expenses. :< School is just so expensive, huh? Ugh. I wish you guys the best of luck and hopefully you're able to find that appeal. ;w; *huggles*

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Yeah, Fox's avatar is amazing. Where's it from?

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Ack, sorry for the length of that Tobias segment. I just had a lot of fun writing it... >.>; Hope Fox likes it >:D

Time to write a Rose response (which should be fairly short in comparison) and I'll see about progressing other scenes on tomorrow. :)

EDIT: Rose segment up.

And AHAHAHA yeah as if that was shorter.

I blame Fox and Kei with giving me such wonderful inspiration <3

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Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala – Ground Floor (Dance Hall – Table at the Perimeter)

Tobias took one of the seats available besides Lucien, settling down into it after shaking the cute summoner’s hand and leaning forward, resting his chin upon his palm as he overlooked the developing party and the dancing that was occurring. He lifted one hand into the air and snapped his fingers, and within seconds a waitress had appeared with a tray of beverages resting upon it. No words even needed to be spoken before Tobias’ favourite drink was prepared and delicately placed in front of him, the waitress shuffling on as she continued her duties.

"You must like parties-” Lucien began, and Tobias picked up his glass and swirled the contents about before bringing it to his lips to sip. At the same time, Lucien’s sentence didn’t miss a beat or period, and Tobias almost spat his drink back out immediately after. “-sooo you and Dylan? You guys used to be friends, yeah? What's up now, why the fallout, did you steal one of his paintings and sell it behind his back or something? They're really good."

The patron hacked and sputtered, the drink having gone down the wrong hole. With one hand on his chest to catch himself, he looked back at Lucien, and then laughed heartily.

“Ha ha ha! No, no I didn’t steal one of his paintings!” Tobias leaned back and laughed heartily. “But you are indeed right. He’s one of the… if not the best painter I’ve ever seen. I have a few of his works in my collection- given, mind you- and if you’re ever curious to see them, I wouldn’t mind showing you.”

Tobias smiled, and this time took a more delicate sip and looked back out over the dancing, and then with a wayward glance, at the drunk matter artist in question, still knocking back shots at the bar and talking enthusiastically to the barman. He was even beginning to twerk his body in all manner of directions in the exact same way Moira had.

“No, me and Dylan, that was… that was my fault.” Tobias looked downfallen and looked away, staring at the bubbles in his champagne. “Something that was all my fault and which Dylan didn’t deserve… or that I deserve forgiveness for. If I could turn back the hands of time, I would, but of course that’s impossible. It’s too late for forgiveness.”

He sighed. But, with a twitch on his lips, he forced another smile.

“Would you care to dance, Lucien? Or see Dylan’s paintings?”

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Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala – Ground Floor (Dance Hall - Dance Floor)

“Oh please, Lute,” Rose smiled, enjoying the rather cute way Lute blushed and stammered about her. She took his hand the way he offered, and she nodded in the affirmative. “See, you’ve got the stance down right. The rest isn’t too hard. Let me lead the way.”

Lute was snatched off his feet by surprise again, this time succeeding in not falling to the ground on his behind, but only thanks to Rose clutching his hands tightly. She led him over the dance floor, joining the throng of dancers in moving one step there and another step here, effortlessly gliding from one foot to the other. Lute could hardly believe it.

“The only thing you need to be careful of,” Rose commented during mid-waltz. “Is of your partner’s feet. But- no, Lute, look up,” The bashful virtuoso looked back up at Rose, terrified of making an even worse spectacle of himself and hurting his partner in the process. “But I have everything in control here, and you don’t need to worry.”

Indeed Rose did. Every time it seemed as though Lute might accidently misstep onto the Student Council President’s feet (of which those times were scarce and infrequent) she would effortlessly glide or sidestep her feet out of the way, as if there wasn’t a single fault. In time, much to Lute’s own disbelief and surprise… he was actually getting it. Rose’s lips grew into a wider smile. “See, Lute? You’re getting the hang of it. You’re actually a wonderful dancer!”

Around them, the stares of many male patrons watched the pair dancing, and glared at Lute as he not only got the chance to dance with their idol, but make her smile and happy in the process. Each of them fixed him such a stare as if they wished they could stab a dagger into his back. And in the inverse, all of the other female members of the Party, from those watching from the sidelines or even those already with a dance partner regarded Lute more differently. They looked at the handsome man with hearts in their eyes, wishing they too could dance with him. And, as soon as his and Rose’s waltz was over, they intended to charge at him to be the first.

Charlotte wanted nothing more then to dance with her puppy.

“Here, Lute,” Rose grinned. “You take the lead.”

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I found Syed's dancing 8D

Player characters allowed to tell the story versus only GM is allowed to tell the story

Yeah, that's a type of RP, although not one that I play (or the majority of RPs on this site do either, as far as I'm aware). The main style of RPing on this site is that of a collaborative story. You get some RPs that involve more 'gaming' elements such as dice and/or stats, but for the most part it's a collaborative story.

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Good morning everyone!! How is everyone? Having fun? :D

lol @ Kei's lamb gif

I can imagine Moira recording herself twerking like that one video where a girl was doing it against a door, someone entered through it and knocked her over onto her candle topped table and set herself on fire lololol

Also for someone who doesn't like going hairdressers you spend a lot of money on them for your fabulous hairdo :P

Pach presents a hint for future chapter

Player characters allowed to tell the story versus only GM is allowed to tell the story

Up to the GM and particular RP.

I think for the most part a lot of rps on here expect the GM to guide the story, and considering how it's their rp, and their setup and world etc, that's not unexpected. However I encourage my players to add to and contribute to the story when and wherever they can simply because I find that a more interesting and fun prospect that keeps me on my toes when it comes to developing the plot. If only I was telling the story, and my players simply wrote reactions to that with their characters, it would get boring incredibly quickly, and I might as well just write a novel instead.

In my rp, I encourage co-gm chapters. What that means is, for most of the chapters I would take the leadrole when it came to a chapter's story, plot and theme, even still with the allowance of players to guide and propel the story in ways they'd like, and then at other times have co-gm chapters, where one of my players would take the lead for a chapter with me backing them up in order to let them tell and contribute a story they'd like and help develop their characters further, etc.

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My IC Post is up! Sorry that it's as long as it is, but I've kind of got a lot of characters to control now, so future posts from me might grow a bit long. XD I mostly wanted to consolidate and advance some scenes and help set some (hopefully) interesting setups for everyone. :) Hopefully everybody likes it. :)

Kathi, Kei, sorry for using Aria and Lute a bit the way I did in my post. Please tell me if there's anything wrong with either of them or if you'd prefer for me to edit it out completely, which I'll be more then happy to do. I just... had fun writing it. XD Hopefully it's okay though. Let me know!!

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Aliquam: Tobias' Gala - Second Floor (Recreation Room)

“Poker? Of course. It’s my favourite game.” Marcus smiled a pleasant smile, taking the open chair to sit at the table alongside Angel, Sebastian and their new arrival, Hannah amongst another two players. He ran his fingers along the tops of the coloured plastic chips, counting each of them and internally weighing the value of his stack. Upon being pleased with the results, he calmly folded his hands together, waiting for Angel to shuffle the deck of cards and begin dealing the crisp, shining cards out face down to each player.

Marcus and Sebastian effortlessly picked their cards up with trained practice, Sebastian grasping them in his hooves and bringing them close to his face, so only he could see. His eyes shifting from side to side were done to make sure no one else could see his cards. From across the table, Hannah lifted up her own cards, and then leaned over the table towards Angel, knocking over stacked chips in the middle of the table and revealing her considerable cleavage in the process of leaning forward) to show Angel her cards.

“Hey, Angel? Is this a good hand? This is a good hand, isn’t it?” She asked, fluttering her eyelashes as she looked back and forth between the student’s pretty face and her cards. Sebastian’s hoof slapped his face, and Marcus laughed politely as a vein twitched in Angel’s brow.

“No, Hannah, honey, you’re not supposed to show me your cards, I’m playing too, I… oh brother.”

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Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala – Ground Floor (Dance Hall)

"Um, lovely mask you have on, madam! It um, it matches mine," the young man said with a bow. His blonde cowlick gave away his clumsiness, but he did his best not to stumble. As if his stammering wasn't enough, he tugged at his collar twice and gulped when he rose to a proper but stiff stance. "Would you, um, would you care to dance? ... Please?"

“Move out of the way, buddy!” Estelle replied without pausing, thrusting her arm out and pushing the poor man out of the way as she stomped past him, looking in every direction she possibly could to try and find Marcus. She couldn’t waste any time dancing with a random man when Marcus could be… could be…!

But she couldn’t find or see him. The dancing was still so lively and packed with bodies that she couldn’t seem to find him anywhere, and the groans from the man behind her suddenly began to register to Estelle. She turned around, to find him sprawled on the floor, gingerly rubbing the back of his head. Guilt began to overwhelm her, and she ran back a little bit, hoping to make matters right and lift him back up to his feet. She hadn’t intended to push him down like that… it was mean.

She bent down, outstretched her arm to the fallen man… and her fingertips touched his. She froze, as did he, and the pair of them stared at each other. This close up, the man was suddenly transfixed by Estelle, and his cheeks grew red. The same then occurred for Estelle, but it wasn’t just the man’s own bashfulness that prompted her own. It was the growing guilt that was developing from the blood dripping down the man’s nose from where she hit him. This was… this was bad. She owed him now.



Meanwhile, across the other side of the dance hall, the bar was filled with yet more excitement and interest. After Simon interrupted the girls’ drinking, Moira had dragged Syed and Amy with her to the dance floor, to bust an embarrassing set of moves that only a mature woman possibly could. With their attempts at picking up girls having failed and with a man lost to the dance floor to join Moira and Syed, Lucien and Lute were left alone. Lute quickly dashed towards the bar, in an attempt mixed of naivety, adorableness and jealousy in hoping to defend Aria from Simon’s photographing advances – something, however, Aria didn’t seem to mind. As Lute tried to dive in, however, he only made matters worse for himself.



Dylan simply turned and stared in disbelief. During the entire time this had been happening, he had been downing shot after shot. Turning back to see his friends again, he couldn’t believe how much had changed so quickly and the perplexing aftermath that had been left to him.

“Lute…? Simon…? Aria…? Whas goin’ on? Whys the room all spinnin-” Flash!

Dylan couldn’t see anything but spots.

Flash, flash flash!

“Oh… hey buddy. I didn’t see you there!” Simon paused briefly from his frenetic photo snapping to see Lute sprawl on the floor after trying to do… ‘something’, multiple times. Simon scooted towards Lute as quickly as he could, skipping practically on tip toes to the fallen virtuoso, and offering him a friendly hands up to mimic events transpiring across the hall with Estelle and her nameless approachee. He gripped Lute firmly, and helped pull him to his feet, slapping his shoulders and body free of dust, and standing back with his arms folded over his chest to inspect him satisfactorily.

“I think you’re looking okay, buddy!” Simon grinned. “Nothing looks hurt or broken! You feel alright, though?”

“Less taaaaaaaaalk more daaaaancingggg!” Aria slurred, hopping off her bar stool and suddenly interlocking both of her arms into Simon’s and Lute’s, dragging them to the dance floor exactly where Moira, Amy and Syed were. Or at least, the general vicinity of them.

The sudden lurch and grabbing of Lute though unbalanced the poor man yet again, and he was sent stumbling backwards and away from her, hip hopping on one foot into the throng of the dance party, his arms bicycle-wheeling over and over again. Despite his best intentions, he was going to fall over again. He knew it, he just knew it. Even the voice inside his head was telling him that, and she did it with a snickering laugh at the approaching inevitability.

The on looking dancers all thought Lute’s jig was some new and crazy dancing fad, and some even started to mimic it, whilst others stared in wonder and bewilderment at Moira, Amy, Aria and Simon.

Lute eventually stopped though, just as his foot slipped out from under him and he tumbled over forwards. But, fortunately for him, he managed to avoid the floor this time. Instead, he landed on something a lot softer that stopped his fall almost as soon as it began. Something soft and bouncy and quite… happy. Something that smelled… nice?

“Why hello again… Lute, isn’t it?”

The man froze on the spot as a chill of dread beaded and sweated down the nape of his neck and spine. He couldn’t forget that voice from earlier on in the day. He couldn’t have landed where… where he thought he had, could he? He… he… he didn’t mean…!

Ooh, naughty boy, chimed the voice in his head.

Lute back-pedalled out, trying his best amongst sputtering coughs and fits to apologise for his gross and completely accidental but still inexcusable actions and that he really didn’t mean to do such a thing because he wouldn’t dare do something like that he wasn’t a pervert like the camera man even if he did grow up and spend a lot of time with girls like Robin it didn’t mean he was one of those guys it was purely an accident of course and oh god where is the nearest exit to run to or toilet stall to hide in oh kill me now please Gods kill me



“Would you care to dance, Lute?” Rose held out her hand regally, the sound of her tranquil voice snapping him out of his panic to stare up at the beautiful woman in her dazzling, glittering diamond dress, her full red lips curled into a delicate smile awaiting him to take her up on her offer. An offer, when looking into her, he realised could not possibly be refused without then departing this world for good.

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“Your friends are certainly a lively bunch, aren’t they?”

A voice snapped the left behind Lucien to look over his shoulder to a bedazzling man with indigo hair in a smart and well dressed suit standing behind him, smiling as he looked over the party. He took a step forward to stand beside Lucien, flicking his eyes briefly at Dylan, who was otherwise preoccupied with the rest of the antics occurring on the dancefloor.

“I’m glad to see your friends enjoying themselves. Quite a party, hmm?” The man smiled and laughed as Lute crashed into Rose. “My name’s Tobias,” He turned, extending a hand out to Lucien to shake. “What’s yours?”

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At yet another end of the Dance Hall, leaning against the buffet tables, happily munching the food stacked on top of plastic trays and watching the dancing and gala before them, a tall skinny man and squat, chubby man both dressed in smart and well fitting tuxedos watched the party happily enough whilst eating. Forever... eating. Both of them just stared at all of the Pride's antics as they unfurled. Moira and Amy's drunken dancing. Lute crashing into the gorgeous blonde woman after his weird dance, and the red haired woman knocking some man over onto his behind. Still eating.

"Hey, Biggs?"

"Yes, Wedge?"

"This is one weird party, isn't it?"

"It sure is."