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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Phillis Circus: Big Top: Centre Stage

“Abram ends this now, little man,” The powerful, muscular man glared at the smaller baseball cap toting youth bouncing up and down on the tips of his feet, fists enflamed. “You hurt my home, my family… even now, little puny man continues to do so!” The man unleashed a loud, deafening roar, screaming his lungs out at the tent ceiling above. After witnessing the cowardly way in which Crispin had avoided him to assault his friend, his very benefactor, Abram had been sent over the edge. There would be no more of this. No more holding back with the hope of peace. No more playing the nice guy. Crispin would be sent to the hospital for a long time.

As he screamed, his tense body in turn reacted. From his pecs to his abs and all the muscles across his body, one by one they bulged outwards, and grew ever bigger, ever stronger, as Abram summoned all of his strength within him. Crispin’s bouncing drew to a slow stop, the man staring in disbelief at the frightening form before him. He had been absolutely justified in everything he had done before this, that much he knew to be true. But against this strange foreign man, perhaps he had gone too far? The way he had reacted all throughout their fight… what if he didn’t know? His rage… seemed genuine enough…

Abram lifted a foot up in the air, and swinging it down on the ground the reverberation shot all through the circus, rattling the many wooden supports and beams strewn throughout the interior, and threatening to knock many of the others (and several of Guinevere’s plushies) off of their feet. Like a man possessed, Abram continued to growl and roar, his body growing bigger and bigger, charged with power.

A single thought ran through Crispin’s mind. Perhaps he had gone too far… perhaps he would die.

With a twinkle in Abram’s eye, the beast tamer’s roar stopped, and from his mighty powerful legs below him, he was launched forwards along the crowd. His speed had increased to frightening levels, and the monstrous behemoth was upon Crispin in the blink of an eye, one mammoth fist raised up behind him, sent hurtling down towards the fire brawler. Crispin barely managed to dodge in time, as Abram’s fist cracked against the ground, snapping it and forcing the ground to crack all about them.

Crispin had to duck again as another mighty swing sailed dangerously close to the man’s face. And then another blow, almost impacting at his stomach. Crispin was fast enough to be able to avoid Abram’s attacks at the last second, but Abram’s assault was all powerful, all consuming. He could narrowly avoid… but the opportunity for a counter attack was impossibly small. What could he do?

“Abram… will… destroy… you!!”

And then… a split second freeze. The image of a small girl fleeting at the periphery of his vision. Baltimore, the small girl whom reminded Abram of his daughters, running about the battlefield, in danger of everything that was happening around them. In danger… of him.

This was Crispin’s opportunity.

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Phillis Circus: Big Top

“Amy!” Marcus exclaimed, turning with dismay to find his friend at first captured by an oversized, stuffed teddy bear, and then surrounded by whimsical floating foam swords. The wind mage couldn’t believe what he was seeing, left in absolute disbelief at the spectacle he was watching, with all of the animated dolls rushing about the stage, seemingly manipulated by one of the two individuals standing close together before him. Just as it was with when he encountered Poppy, he was struck with incredible disbelief at the talents he was seeing. He had witnessed a great many displays of magic and power within his lifetime, but abilities such as this was a strange first.

A quick magical incantation yielded a gust of wind that blew back all of the diminutive toy ducks that were charging at him with a quack in a tumble away from him, the wind mage frowning in thought at how he should help free Amy. The bear seemed to be of incredible strength, far more then a usual oversized toy should be in order to restrain Amy like that. And those floating foam swords, he could chance them not being as dangerously sharp as the spined plushies from before. Any attempts to break Amy free with his wind magic… it would hurt her.

So he turned around to face Guinevere and Vance Phillis. Instead of staying on the defensive, he should be moving on the offensive. Disabling the pair of them was naturally the quickest way to disable their adorable army. If he was quick enough, able to disorient them and upset their concentration, then maybe… just maybe…

And then he froze, seeing a small, unfamiliar girl racing towards him. Who was she, and what was Marcus to do…?

And then suddenly, without warning, Marcus’ decision was made for him.

From the entrance behind him that he and Amy had arrived from, two diamond tipped wires shot out from the entrance, moving and snaking through the air towards Amy as if they had a life of their own. As they moved, the gripped and snaked around the various floating foam swords, trapping the suspended weapons, and also doing the same to the giant teddy bear, wrapping around the toy’s arms. The flexible wires then suddenly became taut, completely trapping all caught within its grip. And then from there… slicing into them. The teddy bear’s arms were severed from its body, and the foam swords slashed in two, the toys’ inner stuffing and foam lining spilling out onto the floor and leaving the animated toys to clatter onto the ground, now harmless.

“Nobody hurts Balti or my friends!!”

“…you?” Marcus and Amy turned, looking in disbelief. With a whirr, the two wires shot back through the air, recoiling back to where they had come from, in the sleeves of a particular trench coat wearing man standing at the circus tent’s entrance.



“Sorry I’m late…” Eric smiled. “Had another date with the portaloo. This one didn’t have any toilet paper, though…”

"...you're not serious..." Amy recoiled.

"Yeah, can you believe it? So gross. So what I did was end up having to make do with - wait. Do you hear that?"

The sounds of the animated plushie army descending upon the Big Top echoed all around, growing louder and louder the closer they drew.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Gonna write up a short-ish post now and update a couple of scenes, doing the rest after work tomorrow. Don't worry about anything, Rex, seriously. This chapter's been an absolute blast so far and I'm having fun writing and reading it. We just have a lot of characters and scenes to write for, so naturally that takes us some time. Don't stress, okay?

With regard to the IC, I think we can start moving to set up the taking down of the circus performers sans our two big main bads, Guinevere and Vance. So Kei and Kathi, don't feel hesitant to do so with Lute and Ari, etc. Just make it convincing and awesome, okay? Also, everyone, don't hesitate to communicate with each other more and if need be ask questions about interacting with characters etc between each other and in the ooc. It'll help make co-ordination and these future scenes a lot more seamless and interesting.

Rightio, gonna update Abram/Crispin and Marcus' scenes. Max, Estelle, Xan, Lucien and Isa scenes will come up tomorrow and the latter depending on Kei and Kathi posting.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Hmmmm let me think

Prologue
Chapter 1: Tabul Trouble
Chapter 2: "We are the Pride"
Chapter 3: Outset to Adventure
Chapter 4: Finding Fortune
Chapter 5: The Cursed Woods
Chapter 6: Moving On
Chapter 7: The Longest Night
Chapter 8: New Dawn Rising
Chapter 9: Welcome to Paradise City
Chapter 10: Down the Rabbit Hole
Chapter 11: True Colors
Chapter 12: Opheliac

Hope you have fun at work, Buns! :D

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Phillis Circus: Big Top

BOOM BOOM BOOM

The ground quivered and rumbled as the mighty elephant Elena began to charge towards Marcus and Trixie, courtesy of Vance’s puppetry magic taking hold of the giant beast and forcing it to stampede at them. As if the giant lumbering animal wasn’t enough, the duo were besieged by other threats as well, and rendered completely surrounded – Guinevere’s control of the various dolls and plushes strewn throughout the Big Top’s interior resulted in two of them, a porcupine and hedgehog doll, racing down the aisles towards them, their usual soft and cuddly felt turning as hard as real razorsharp spikes, and on their other side was the dangerously beautiful Isabella, approaching them with one of her knives in hand.

"You leave Ames alone!" Trixie had shouted, blasting her uzis at the deadly acrobat. Isabella came to a stop, crouching and covering her body to protect herself, before realising that the diminutive prankster’s bullets, whilst stinging, did not hurt too badly. Still, her gunfire was enough to momentarily give her pause, before she was chased away by the gorilla Olga. This only left two particular threats at the moments…

Marcus stepped in front of Amy, hoping to protect her. He didn’t know who the two smartly dressed individuals before him were, but judging by their garb, he presumed the duo to possibly be the leaders of this circus? Regardless of their identities or positions within the circus infrastructure, the pair were a deadly threat, and judging from their expressions and mannerisms towards seeing Amy, it appeared as though they knew her. Adding that to the discomfort Amy shown upon learning of the Phillis Circus earlier in the day… Marcus could make a fair guess that whatever the duo might want, it’d involve harm towards Amy. And that was something he would not allow.

He swept his staff in front of his body, and a powerful gale swept in from the side before Guinevere and Vance, gripping the two hedgehog and porcupine plushies and sending them flying through the air in an unexpected arc. Their spikes stabbed against one of Elena’s legs, causing the elephant to stagger somewhat. Her stampede continued however, the injuries themselves being minor and irrelevant when her body was under control from another. Marcus frowned at the approaching beast, and summoned another powerful gale, this time underneath the feet of both himself and Amy, lifting the two into the air to dodge the dangerous threat. As well as this, he cast another speed boosting spell – this time to Elena herself. The elephant carried on at an accelerated speed, almost colliding into Isabella before Vance exasperatingly stopped her in her tracks.

“Amy,” Marcus spoke as his and her feet touched the ground again. “Do you know these people? Do you have some idea what’s going on here?”

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“Chaos,” Isabella spoke under her breath. “This is pure… chaos…” She gritted her teeth and took a step forward after narrowly avoiding Elena’s charge, ready to resume her attack upon Marcus and Amy again, before suddenly stopping. Out of the corner of her life she saw her – Aria, her foe from throughout this entire affair now freed, one of her friends having raced to her rescue and freeing her from Guinevere’s plushies. Her brow furrowed even tighter as an bright white light enveloped Aria’s body, one of the opposition’s cleric’s healing spells rejuvenating her and dulling the pain of her injuries.

Isabella turned away from Marcus and Amy, and began to walk back towards Aria and Lute. She didn’t want to leave Guinevere against two unusual opponents, but she knew Guin could handle herself, and she had her brother with her. The woman with the feathered scarf, she Isabella did know, and very well just how dangerous she was. A woman with the most dangerous ability to throw illusions. She needed to be defeated immediately.

“Guinevere, you may focus your dolls on those two,” Isabella’s eyes darted to Marcus and Amy. “…I’ll finish that woman off once and for all.”

As Poppy and Lidya charged towards Aria and Lute from one side, another, more vengeful acrobat descended upon the two from the other, unleashing a barrage of flying knives aimed at the pair.

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“Arraaghh!” Max yelled in distress, his entire body suddenly being knocked downwards in unexpected pain and agony, Moira’s headbutt freeing both herself and Syed and sending the human rocket cannonballing down and into the ground below. He hit it, hard, bouncing back off and spinning towards Trixie, who saw Max’s hurtling body just in time and lithely hopped over him as he skidded past. As Trixie looked back, she hoped that Max’s body might collide into Olga, but unfortunately the gorilla hopped over the human rocket as well, and continued its pursuit of Trixie. Trixie could only keep running through the circus’ audience seating, racing around the perimeter of the circus and drawing closer to Estelle and Xandra’s fight with Sammie and Cammie.



“Maxxie Moo, oh my gosh are you okay?!” A high pitched voice squealed (as a tuna slapped against the ground), and light footsteps began racing towards Max, who had finally crashed in a painful heap at the performance ring’s far wall, smoke and dust from the impact wafting into the air. A short distance away, Moira landed on the ground close to the plushie restrained Baltimore, catching Syed in her arms and lowering him down to his feet.

“Ta… Tammie…” Max groaned, coughing up blood. His hair was a dishevelled mess and his glasses were shattered, with blood freely pouring from his nose and mouth. That woman’s attack had hurt, almost knocking him out, if not nearly killing him. He hurt all over. “Tammie you’re… are you okay…?” He tried to stand back up.

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“Leader…!” Xandra clenched her eyes shut as soon as her arm, shapeshifted into a hammer, collided with Estelle’s stomach. The swordswoman fell to her knees, coughing up blood and shaking with pain. “Estelle, I’m sorry…! I… I can’t control my body…!”

And then Vance was sent flying across the circus, Crispin’s flame empowered fist smashing into his face. With the ringleader’s concentration shattered, Xandra’s body was hers once more, and she could move freely. The sudden shock of it left her nearly paralysed at first in confusion, wondering if it had all been a dream. But Estelle was still on her knees and in pain, pain from what she had done to her.

“Estelle, I didn’t mean to-”

Xandra didn’t finish her apology, as she was suddenly dragged to the ground and pinned down from behind, courtesy of the magician girl Sammie, who violently began yanking on and twisting the exposed wires and mechanics of Xandra’s prosthetic’s arm’s injury. She howled in pain, before having her face pushed down and into the ground, denied the ability to get back up again.

The more that Sammie could see her attack was effective, the more she continued, digging and twisting Xandra’s injured arm, and making the girl cry in pain. If this was the quickest way to beat her, then…!

Sammie’s arm was pulled off Xandra’s arm, and locked in an almost impenetrable grip. She turned to face her attacker, seeing the injured Estelle glaring back at her, staggering to her feet. Xandra looked to her friend, struggling to force back the tears.



“Get. Off. My. Friend.”

Sammie was sent reeling off Xandra, spinning through the air and landing with her stomach onto the ground with a hard thud, her body knocked off from a powerful back slap colliding with her cheek. Estelle grabbed and readied her sword again, as the other hand helped to lift Xandra back up. Nobody hurt her friends.

Nobody.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Holas everyone! How is everyone today? :D I've just caught up on everyone's posts and let me say that everyone is doing an absolutely perfect job with it so far! You should all be very proud of yourselves! Things are getting super hectic at the moment, I love it!

I'm going to start working on a post now, and hopefully it doesn't take me too long since I have a good idea of what I want to do. :) How has everyone's days been? Hopefully this week isn't too bad. Mine's gotten to a terrific start by being absolutely drenched in rain whilst working. Lovely. :)

Side note to help us remember, one other thing we need to do is figure out a chapter name for your cogm chappy, Buns. Haha. Good luck with work. :)

Open or Close RPs: Which is better?

Both, leaning more towards Closed, personally.

When I first started my rp, I invited a ton of friends and players I thought would be interested in my rp, and I also kept it open for new players to join as well. I found that out of all the people who were in the rp, those who tended to drop first and vanish without a trace were those whom I had never met before, whereas those who stuck with me are the players I invited. Even later on, when we did a recruitment drive for new players, it was open for all to apply as well. Those who became accepted either had to drop, generally didn't understand the plot or concept, or tended to be pretty horrible personality wise that led to conflicts. So there was little joy there.

This isn't to say all the players whom I've invited over the course of the rp have stayed, however they tended to be the ones who've stuck in it the longest, contributed the most, and caused the least amount of drama when choosing to leave. Since my rp is long and plot heavy, I only accept new players on a personal invitational basis, simply because at the stage it's at now, it's so very easy for new players who I'm unfamiliar with to get it wrong, and possibly have a bad attitude with regards to that (and I don't have the patience to experience possible drama like that).

The players who I go out of my way to invite now don't neccessarily have to understand the tone and concept of my rp when joining, or even have the best writing/rping skill, etc. I browse the forum and have invited people who I think look to have a reasonably decent personality about them, are people who I think will have fun in my rp, offer a lot to it, and are people who I think would make great friends with myself and the other players in the rp. It's always a risk, but a closed, invitational only rp is a lot less risky then a generally open rp. It's also a lot more limiting, and blocks you from meeting other possible new players, but with the stage my rp is at atm, and the fact that I have a solid group of players already, I don't really want to add an x factor I haven't properly researched that could end up ruining things.

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Rex has messaged me to ask and let everyone know that her post is almost done, but her internet has rather annoyingly decided to cut out so she won't be able to post it until that comes back up.

I'll be working on a post as soon as I get home from work tomorrow, allowing K and Kei the opportunity to finish their posts. :)

I hope everyone's having an awesome day!! <3

Bweeeeeeoooop

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Good morning all you beautiful peopleeeeee

<3

Buns has shown me her planning for her chapter. It's gonna be hilarious.

Everyone has been nailing their co-gm chapters so far. You guys all make me feel so proud. *wipes tears from eyes*

A Crown of Bones

Hey there Brand, just passing through. Sorry for the intrusion, I've noticed your rp and so far it looks grand. One thing I believe I've not noticed yet, and it might be good for both yourself and your players to know early on to avoid any possible confusion later on, is what you hope the rp's posting frequency might be. So far I've seen a few players here who I recognise with some preferring quicker posting, and some preferring a more relaxed pace, and I think it'd be helpful for everyone to be on the same wavelength with regards to that. My apologies if this has already been clarified.

I wish you and everyone else participating the best of luck!