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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Phillis Circus

Lady’s arrival at the Phillis Circus had marked the beginning of the mission’s end for the Pride. With the secretary’s arrival and the Phillis Circus performers defeated, the Pride could afford to try and relax, breathe, and recover from their wounds. Amy and Crispin’s explanations helped to enlighten the Pride upon the situation that they had been presented with when confronting the circus’ employees… a tragic background that fuelled the need for desperate actions in order to make a livelihood. Estelle could sympathise with Guinevere, Vance and the rest a little, but in no way did it excuse them off their actions in kidnapping innocent people. All they needed to do was promote themselves and advertise for new employees a bit harder… if not make a request of the Guild themselves for assistance, and all of this could have been averted… but it was not to be.

The arrival of the Empire’s army representatives led to the circus’ performers being apprehended and taken into custody, with the circus ground’s sealed off from any further access as they would begin their own investigation into the incident, and finally render suitable sentences for those deserving. But that would take some time yet in the future, and before all of that, the Pride still had their own adventures to embark upon and complete…

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Morris: Guild

The next morning, after spending a night enjoying a well deserved nap, shower and food (Aria was positively beaming), the Pride had regrouped back together, ready to say their goodbyes to Lady and the citizens of Morris and continue upon their mission to find the two missing Clockwork Town Guild Leaders, Rize and Kara. Lady kept up her end of the bargain, gripping and shaking Estelle and Moira’s hands tightly and paying them back for the Pride’s assistance in the Phillis Circus affair. According to Lady, the last known destination she knew of the pair going to was that of a small town called Cuttlebury, only a couple of days’ walk on the road away.

But good news wasn’t the only thing the morning was filled with…





“What?! You’re leaving?! That can’t be true!” Estelle’s chair clattered to the ground as she sprang to her feet, the spoon she had been using to eat her cereal with dangling back into the bowl. The rest of the Pride, all seated down for breakfast, had turned and looked up towards the standing Lucien and Xandra (the latter having her prosthetic supported in a sling) with complete shock and horror etched upon their faces. Syed and Aria were on the verge of tears.

“Hey, hey, we’re not gonna be gone that long, just, y’know, Xan’s arm is kinda busted, and I’m kinda hurt. Our wounds will heal up nice and good over time and thanks to Amy, but Xan’s arm is… different. It isn’t just gonna fix itself.” Lucien tried to explain, scratching the back of his head.

“I’m sorry, leader,” Xandra looked down at the ground, as if ashamed of herself. “If my metallurgy was better I might be able to fix it myself but… prosthetics are complicated pieces of equipment, and…”

“And we’re gonna get her an even better one!” Lucien thumbs upped. “We’re gonna take a short diversion to Xandra’s master where she got her original prosthetic from, and we’re gonna get him to make her a nice new one! One way better then one before!” With a Cheshire grin, Lucien laughed over and over.



“But… but… what about…” Syed started to mumble, looking towards Lucien like a man betrayed. The Pride had seen numerous friends leave over the past few weeks, all of course reaffirming their commitment to returning, but Lucien… he had developed a remarkable bond to Lucien, and considered him an irreplaceable friend. Even though it was true Xandra needed a new arm, and an escort with her, with Lucien being a good match considering their past friendship and his own severe wounds to heal from… he didn’t like it. “What about your jokes?!”

"Man up, Sy, geez," Moira huffed with her arms folded.

“Pft, it’ll be fine, Sy,” Lucien waved his hands at him. “I know you and Lute are desperate for me around in order to get a chance at the ladies, but you’re just going to have to wait, okay? Hehe.”



“Xan… be careful okay…?” Aria quietly spoke to her friend, gripping her in a tight embrace and crying over her shoulder, as Xandra patted her friend’s back to help reassure her.

“Of course I will, Aria, don’t worry about me.” Xandra smiled, finally returning the embrace. “You should worry more about yourself and the others. Be careful of your shoulder. And don’t slack off from your missions, okay?”

“You dork,” Aria smiled.

With a sniffle and sulk, Trixie suddenly latched onto and glomped both Xandra and Aria together, squeezing the pair very tightly.

“Bad time or something?”




From behind the assembled group, silhouetted in the Morris Guild’s doorframe was the tall frame of a lanky, trenchcoat wearing man and a much small, dainty girl in a dress bounding in. The duo of Eric and Baltimore came striding to their table, outstretching first a thumbsup from Eric and then a hand outstretched towards Estelle to shake her hand.

“Me and Balti were just about to leave, but before we did I wanted to say thank you to you all again for everything that you’ve done. It’s because of you all that I managed to get Balti back… so I’m in your debt, truly. If you ever need any help or anything, here.” From out of Eric’s sleeve, a piece of paper with a series of numbers fell out onto the table before Estelle. “Give me a call. If I’m able to, I’ll come running straight to you guys and do whatever I… can… urk!”

A sudden pain gripped Eric, the man’s body going rigid and his eyes bulging wide. No sooner had he spoken of running then he was forced to do just that, sprinting once again for the Guild’s lavatory, and unleashing a horrendous series of sounds and smells to come wafting out from within.

Balti scrunched her nose up in disgust, and turned away from where her uncle had ran to in embarrassment, focusing instead on giving every member of the Pride a massive hug one by one.



“Speaking of numbers, here,” Another strip of paper filled with a series of digits landed atop Eric’s phone number, and with an inquisitive raised brow, Estelle turned to find its source… a particular man in a garish pink shirt, baseball cap and an arm in sling to match Xandra. Crispin grinned at Estelle. “What you did back there was hot. If you ever wanna call me or something, or if you wanna give me your number so I can call you and we can go get some dinner, then that’d be- AH!”



“Come on you, we have some work for you to do,” Lady shook her head from side to side, dragging Crispin away by the ear. “And so do they. They have an important mission to do and goodbyes to say between them, they don't need to hear your drivel.”

“But, but moooooooooooooo~m!"

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Lol Rex and Aki, you guys are great |D

I'm starting a post right now!

EDIT: End Chapter post done, gonna walk doggy then work on flashback whoo!

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Musings and criticisms about description and its common role in roleplaying.

Description should be to help set atmosphere and ambience within an rp, as well as to provide players about important aspects of a scene that can be interacted with for whatever reason. Lengthy prose written about describing something without much meaning to it other then building up the length and fluff of a post is completely pointless and the quickest way to lose my interest.

Rafale said I recently ordered the Japanese author Haruki Murakami's newest work Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage, yet another realist work, but hailing from a whole other side of the world, which has me very excited.

As a fan of Haruki Murakami, I didn't really think too much on his latest novel. It was still pretty good, but if you're interested in sampling some of his work I found The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle and Norweigian Wood to be far, faaaar better, and I cannot recommend them enough.

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Your chapter was incredible, Rex. Seriously, I haven't had as much fun with the rp as I have in your chapter for a long, long time. Give yourself more credit and be more confident in yourself, okay? Seriously, lol. XD Your song link's amazing too, dayum.

I'll need to catch up on posting first but, depending on what the scene setups are like, I shall probably end the current chapter today and also write a post for Largo's flashback, and then Buns is free to begin her chapter at her convenience, whether it be today or tomorrow or something. When it begins, Aki, Ryver and Rapid will be free to begin posting in the IC. Rapid, we still need your char's CS in the ooc for the others to see, lol. :P

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Just a reminder for everyone and Rapid on what the rules and expectations are again:

Rules and Reminders~

• The RP expects five posts a week minimum. More at a rate of once per day is still very much welcomed, but five posts a week minimum is required. The only exceptions and allowances I neccessarily give to players missing posting are for:-
• Exams
• Holiday
• Sickness
• Special Circumstances

But I'd still prefer those to hit on the two days leeway people are given to not post, and not for that to be used in addition to those two days. I strive for consistent posting and players, if I see a player prove to be more inconsistent than consistent, the player will first recieve a warning, and then a ban on the second instance. Inconsistent posting and missing of posts not only means that player is missing a post, but forces the rp to slow down and potentially make another poster have to miss posting. It creates an ugly, knock on effect I'd like to avoid. Don't make me Falcon Punch you into the sun.

• Keep regurgitation within IC posts to a minimum. It adds nothing to just repeat what another player has written and instead causes the more unneccessary need to read the same thing over and over. Proactivity is key, and posts that move the scene on and give fellow players something to build from is what's sought after. A good way of knowing whether or not your post works in this regard is to imagine if your post would work within a 1x1 and give your sole partner enough to actually work with and build upon the rp with it, and vice versa. If not, it'll need editing. Give what you get - this doesn't just extend to post length, but post content too.

• The miminum posting length for this rp is 150 words, with general post length sizes being what can be seen currently in the rp. I don't like massive posts filled with pointless regurgitation and fluff, it's not fun, especially when needing to read it daily. This just helps to keep the rp focused, moving and developing, and works well for everyone. A 150 word minimum is also there so that, if people are exceptionally busy on a day, they should theoretically be able to post, because 150 words is... not that difficult to write at all.

• No Powerplaying or Godmodding.

• Calling IC posts. Because the rp has nearly daily posting and eight players, it's best to make a post within the OOC announcing when you are working on an IC post, effectively 'calling it' and making sure we don't get any instances with people posting at the same time. However, if players' characters are not in the same scene together, and thus their posts wouldn't infringe on the other, it's okay for both players to post. When calling an IC post, please try to make sure that the IC post is then up in a timely manner, such as within an hour. The following bullet point plays into whether or not any problems crop up, but this is fairly self explanatory. And on the flipside, if you cannot post on a particular day, please take a minute out of your day to say so on the ooc, it makes it easier for everyone.

• OOC Communication. Speaks for itself. A healthy ooc means a healthy IC and rp overall. If anyone has any questions about anything relating to the rp, the OOC is a fantastic place to ask for everyone to see and respond to. Anything personal towards me, a PM through RPG or Skype works just as well too and I can assist automatically there and then. For co-gm chapters, the same can be done for our co-gms, if not making a group pm with all those neccessary involved. Don't be shy or embarassed or anything like that. Communication really is super important <3

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Phillis Circus: Big Top

The battle was over, and the day had been won. The Pride were victorious, and yet… it certainly didn’t feel like a victory. The Circus and its performers had all been defeated, yet such a victory felt hollow. Perhaps it was true that the circus had been behind the disappearances of a number of people, but for Estelle, they didn’t really know that, at least not definitively. And whilst it was of course probably true, Estelle couldn’t shake an uneasy hinting suspicion that perhaps not all of them were behind it – that some of them had been left in the dark of the whole sordid affair, and were just as much victims as themselves and anyone who had gone missing. She grimaced at both the thought and her exhaustion, slumping down into one of the only remaining seats still standing in the aisle that she, Trixie, Xandra and Aria were at, taking in a deep breath.

The circus had been utterly destroyed and brought into ruin, and it was because of the Pride that such a thing had happened. She could only hope that their actions this afternoon had been justified, because if they hadn’t, the guilt would haunt Estelle forever.

“A shower and a nap sounds good,” Estelle chuckled, softly. “And you’re right, we should probably make sure Amy doesn’t knock that woman into a coma. We also need to find out what exactly happened here. To make sure that… that whatever it is that was happening here… we were right to do this. If we weren’t…”



“I’ll go find us a telephone as well,” Marcus piped up from their side, carrying the fatigued Lucien with him over one shoulder, plopping him down to sit on the edge of the stage with his feet dangling over the end into the pit. Xandra joined him, cradling her ruined arm, feeling ready to almost pass out. “I’ll call Lady and arrange for some assistance. I think she’d also be able to get in touch with the Empire authorities for us, so they can take over the investigation and press any charges.”



“Balti!!” A high pitched scream echoed across the Big Top’s interior. Running across the tent, Eric raced as quickly as he could with his arms and legs flailing to try and reach his precious niece once more. He didn’t get far before suddenly tripping again and slamming his face into the ground. Groaning in pain, he pushed himself up with his hands to try and find out what he had tripped over, recoiling in fright to see a certain tired lion lying down, licking her paws and staring straight at him. Eric jumped back onto his feet, and then began running again, as far away from the disinterested Lidya as possible. Across the tent, Elena quietly trudged to Petra and tried to soothe her own wounds, raising her trunk in the air and tooting a trumpeting sound of sadness.

The battle was over.

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Don't forget an extra helping of chillax, Buns! Good luck at work! :)

Rare said Is this open by the chance? Because, this looks good and like the songs and the artwork of this RP.

Hey Rare! To echo what Rex has said, unfortunately this rp is full at the moment and closed to accepting new players.Thank you for your interest however, and I wish you the best of luck with your rps!

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Aki I love your taste in music! :D

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Phillis Circus: Big Top: Aisle

“Aw geez! This isn’t funny anymore!” Lucien wheezed, staggering as much as he could to try and stay away from the approaching vortex of toys, dolls and plush spinning in his direction. His body hurt far too much to be able to properly run, even with Amy’s healing buff. He had suffered severe wounds from that strange flying plush that the tiny mute girl had saved him from, and after this, if there even was an after, he’d need a big, long rest…

Again, if there even was an after. The tornado of toys continued to rampage behind him, snatching up more and more of their fallen breathren and spinning them around the hope of battering Lucien to death. Even some of the chairs that had been broken from their moorings clattered about in its path, and was picked up by it, to spin in rotation along with the dolls. It was all getting too much, and Lucien… Lucien was at the end of his rope. He tripped over a piece of metal and fell harshly to the floor, panting and gasping. He turned back around, hoping that his friend Lute might be able to help him, but the pair had been separated with the tornado’s splitting.

“Guys?” Lucien meekly called out. “Any help here, guys? Guys?”

The tornado was inches upon, its spinning maelstrom mere seconds away from pummelling Lucien over and over…! But then just before it could attack the exhausted summoner, the vortex suddenly stopped, and every single toy, doll and plush that had been a part of it stopped still, suspended in the air, the winds that it had been generating completely immobilised. Replaced instead by much smaller winds buffeting and trapping the diminutive, light weight toys, all courtesy of:



“A tornado?” Marcus chuckled beneath a brow of sweat, as he focused his two outstretched, glowing arms on the vortex remnants in front of Lucien. "Using a tornado against us is almost as amusing as one of Lucien's jokes. Almost." It took a lot of power and careful concentration to be able to so precisely weave and manipulate the winds like this, but fortunately for Marcus he didn’t need to maintain his spell too long.



Piercing from the belly of a stuffed toy and destroying its squeak, two razor thin, diamond tipped wires shot forth throughout the air, snaking and zigzagging about to puncture and stab every other remaining toy, doll and plush that had formed the tornado, ending with the ball of stuffing that had been its centre, resulting in a diorama of ruined, suspended toys. Eric’s wires then suddenly snapped taut into two fully straight lines, the stabbed and punctured dolls and toys resembling a skewered shishkebab, finally ending with them all slowly falling to the ground like dominos as Eric’s wires recoiled back into his wrists.

Lucien gave the man a thumbs up and grin, and Eric obliged the gesture.

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Phillis Circus: Big Top: Onstage

Meanwhile, the stuffed rhino monster had been soundly defeated, and the giant hulking, grotesque dolly had been bowled over to its side by Moira, with a helpful follow up attack delivered by Lute. This was their opportunity.

“Go!” Xandra shouted, using her metallurgical powers to extend the metal rod she wielded to horizontally push the two sticky hands back, the ends of the pole sharpening into fine blades which delved into their bodies with a squishy stab. In order to prevent her weapon from being trapped within their body, she automatically concentrated on reducing the length of the metal pole, reshaping it in her hands and then extending it again vertically to stab and stop the missile like hand flying above them. As Xandra used what remained of her stamina, Estelle shot forward with the last dredges of her own, charging towards the fallen dollie, at the trapped Trixie, and at the gloating woman Guinevere behind them. With a trail of fire following behind her, Estelle leapt up and jumped towards the dollie, swinging her sword down at the giant beast.

Her flaming lunge and slash pierced straight through and severed the centaur doll’s front legs, making its ability to stand up again impossible. After doing that, she flipped forwards again, this time exchanging a vertical swing for a horizontal one aimed at the sticky gelatinous arm of the hand trapping Trixie. Her enflamed sword dug in deep, and effortlessly slashed the thing in two. Frantic slashes were cut at the hand trapping Trixie, being careful to dig in deep enough to break the prankster’s bonds, but not harm the girl she considered a little sister inside.

Trixie gasped in a deep lungful of air, as Estelle pulled her friend out of the sticky hand’s wreckage and embraced her tightly with one hand, the other still clutching her burning blade. She whispered to Trixie, reassuring her over and over that she was alright, and that this would all be over very soon, as she glared over her friends shoulders at the cornered Guinevere. Her dollie was still moving and functional, but barely. The Pride had the initiative now, and they needed to cease it.

A woman like Guinevere proved impossibly dangerous, cornered and alone like this. But the Pride were equally as dangerous when cornered as well, and they would stop at nothing to turn the tables and become victorious, a lesson Guinevere was soon about to learn.

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Okie dokie, Kei, and thank you! That helps me out tremendously. :) I appreciate the assistance! Sorry if I might have worried you or anything, I just needed some clarification on things. Your post was fine! Go get some sleep! XD

EDIT: Post is up! Sorry for the confusion earlier, and for any mistakes that might be in my post. If there are, let me know asap and I'll edit. :)