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The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

Colliseum and Bug Hunting Contest... Estelle would love both *A*

The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World

This is what happens when you put Fox in charge of GMing D8

EDIT: All caught up, and going to write a post now. I suggest when our characters break away from Dr. Dream for free time, depending on what Fox has planned, we work them into smaller groups to help make interaction, and preferably group characters with others who they haven't interacted with for a while? I'd love to have Estelle hang out with Lisette maybe, it feels like it's been a while since they have. XD But again, depending on what Fox has got cooked up ^^

Move rp?

Okay, thanks anyway Lillian. :)

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Dannyel said
The blobfish is freaking weird. HOW CAN YOU EAT IT? IT HAS A FACE!!!

All fishies have faces, silly

I still wanna have blobfish be Chapter Final Boss 8D Can you imagine it growing to monstrous sizes and just overwhelming the Pride through sheer depressiveness? lolololol~

I haven't caught up on the IC yet but will do after dentist appointment and work on a post. I hope you're all having a great day ^_^

I do have Selan's old castshot too. I'll set that up when I return as well ^_^

Move rp?

Heeeeey, is it possible to move my rp The Legend of Heroes: Tales of the World from the Casual section to Advanced?

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Post is up!

Hey Kei, I took the liberty of having Estelle, Marcus and Lute know and recognise each other from an earlier mission they had done prior to the start of the rp, when all of our characters would have been rookies and when Estelle and Marcus were just passing through. Whatever happened on that mission is not neccessarily a big deal, unless you wanna brainstorm something together later XD I just think it might be neat if they were to know each other from a brief acqaintance. One filled with much tomfoolery and chaos 8D

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Thaum: The Azure Sea

Estelle didn’t even Abatheo’s Guild secretary to ask her to assist Dr. Dream before she jumped at the chance. All she needed to do was lock eyes upon and see the good scientist’s adorable little hedgehog companion riding atop his head to immediately jump at the chance without even wasting time to consult her companions. As soon as the question was asked she bellowed a loud and proud ‘yes!’, leaving the rest of her friends dumbstruck and sighing as they followed. Not that they would readily refuse anyway, once they heard the nature of the man’s predicament. Some foul demon had been awoken by a madman, and was leeching upon peoples’ emotions in order to grow stronger and stronger. It didn’t require any real discussion for Estelle to know she wanted to put an end to the demon and rescue those whom had been harmed. And she would do it, no matter what.

But first, they needed to rely on Dr. Dream and his research, written upon documents he had hidden within his lab in Thaum, and safeguard him from a number of crooks who wanted to steal it. After they were safely recovered and the man could do his work, then… then they got to hunt the Dream Eater and put an end to him. But before even that…!

FOOD.

“Thish, om… nom… thish is delishous Mishtuh Dream!” Estelle shouted inbetween giant mouthfuls of food stuffed within her cheeks. To think that they could dine in a restaurant as fanciful as this, that rivalled even the Hell’s Kitchen, and do it for free was simply beyond words. It was definitely a perk of the job, as would the monetary rewards on top of the people they’d rescue. She knew she made the right decision, nodding in self satisfaction as she took another bite of fish. Estelle had to be careful how she looked at the scientist. So far she’d be lost in a daze for several minutes, overpowered by little Isaac’s cuteness and be paralysed into doing nothing.

“Yes, this is very generous,” Marcus added, raising a cup of tea to his lips and savouring the smell before delicately drinking it. “However, if we could also focus on the mission, I have a few questions of my own… unless we should save the explanations for Lute to appear first?”

“Lute?” Estelle’s ears twitched, and she lifted her head from her plate to stare at Marcus, Atlas and Dr. Dream, with pieces of fish poking out of her mouth. “Wait. Lute, Lute?”

Marcus stifled a short laugh. “I think it might be the same man.”

Estelle paused in consideration, before a bright smile stretched upon her features. They had been to Thaum before, in Estelle and Marcus’ journey to Clocktown so many months ago, and had run a mission with an entertaining swordsman called Lute that had… been an experience. If it was the same man they knew of, then this would be a fun reunion. And hopefully this time, the mission wouldn’t involve as much property damage as they had inflicted the last time.



Meanwhile, as Estelle and Marcus both listened and discussed around the table with Dr. Dream, Atlas and the rest of their friends, Don had his face pressed against one of the aquariams, his cheeks squashed against the glass. It had been a couple of weeks since the end of their mission in Los Paraisos and his tearful second goodbye to his bros and his sister, and whilst he was recovering slowly, his body was still not up to one hundred percent thanks to his injuries. The doctors had said it’d take him months to recover, but Don ignored it all, giving the physicians a mighty thumbsup and telling them that he was ‘alright, bro’. If need be, he said, Amy could just help him, since her healing powers were so strong. This caused both a blush and a twitch of the stunning blonde’s brow. He’d be lucky if she didn’t kill him herself for that remark.

Right now, Don was eyeing an aquarium filled with lobsters. The restaurant’s policy was that you could pick one to have the chef then cook and prepare for you, and Don didn’t know which one to pick. He’d never had lobster before, and he wasn’t even sure if he should go for one or not. At the moment, he was simply interested in how the little creatures were skitter and swim about.

“Hey, hey, feather sis,” Don’s cheek squelched further against the glass as he turned his head slightly towards Aria, Feather Sis being his current nickname for the illusionist based of her fluffy black scarf. “Which one do you think I should pick? This one, or that one?”

As Aria turned to watch, her eyes bulged slightly to find that Don’s hand was already deep in the water, his finger outstretched and pointing between two of the many, many lobsters inside.

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XD XD XD Blobfish be this chapter's final boss, totally calling it. Or... Don eats it in my next post. 8D

Edited Largo flashback in. c: (I should do castshots for Largo's partners, huh. And a younger Largo. Does anyone have any pics for younger Largo?)

Congratulations on that first chapter post, Fox, it was kickass!!! This chapter's going to be absolutely amazing 8D

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“Geez Largo, what’s wrong with you? You look like you’ve been to Hell and back.”

“No… nothing wrong with me. I just…”

“What?”



Abatheo: Guild
27 years ago
Largo Mann: G Rank Guilder: Age 21

Sitting down at the wooden table situated in the centre of one of the Artar Kingdom’s most lively port towns Guild in Abatheo, Largo Mann and his six companions had all sat down for breakfast. Tiberius was in the midst of scoffing down his burgeoning breakfast filled with pancakes, sausages, eggs and a mountain of rashes of bacon, whilst the calm and collected, demure mage Matthew quietly sipped on a cup of coffee, doing his level best to ignore the sound and noise that Tiberius was creating. Whilst across the rest of the table, their A ranked warrior leader sat with his legs stretched outside of the table, reading the latest Artar Gazette for the kingdom’s news. Rachael, the red haired swordswoman looked towards Largo with concern, her hand resting on his arm, whilst the group’s sixth, and newest member Jade, a cleric with long emerald hair and a distracted temperament, sat eyeing the rest of the Guild and its patrons, not noticing the current lethargy surrounding her warrior team mate.

“It’s nothing. Just… I didn’t sleep well.” Largo sighed, barely touching his own mountain portioned breakfast. Tiberius meanwhile was helping himself to it, stabbing Largo’s pancakes with his fork and shovelling it into his mouth.

“You didn’t sleep well last night…?” Rachael raised a quisitive brow. Never before had she seen Largo feel so uncomfortable because of a dream. Or a… “You had a bad nightmare or something? You?”

“Er… well… yeah…” Largo turned away, looking bashful.

“You got scared of a dream?” Tiberius laughed. “The mighty Lion? Come on, man…”

“Hey, it’s not funny.” Largo turned, glaring.

“Hey, I’ve had bad dreams before but it’s never made me cry,” Tiberius laughed. “What was it even about?”

“It was about…” Largo suddenly paused, his eyes narrowing as he struggled to remember. “It was about… huh. I… I can’t remember.”

“AHAHA!” Tiberius threw back his head and laughed loudly. Largo’s temple throbbed with anger, and when he looked down and noticed how empty his plate was, he snatched food from Tiberius’ plate in reparation. Naturally, this began to inspire yet another argument between the competitive Guilders, to their friends’ groaning sighs. Matthew wondered why on Ddaear he stayed with Largo all things considered, whilst Jade sighed at the thought of how soon her healing talents would be needed again. Was this why she was invited to join them? To heal the injuries caused by these two bickering? Rachael shook her head and focused on her tea, happy at least that Largo seemed to be back to normal, whilst their experienced Master, whom had been quietly reading the newspaper himself, kept a fixed eye on Largo for a short while longer before turning back to his paper.

The Midnight Train to Nowhere

“No. No I am not getting on that.”

Vincent looked at the cat bus with an expression of disgust. He was still absentmindedly rubbing his sore behind as he and the rest of the Lost Souls were dragged from the Queen’s castle back outside and to this abhorrent monster of a vehicle by Zephy on a quest to this magical kingdom known as Sol, and once he noticed the strange and unnerving bus, the entrance to riding it being through its mouth, Vincent stopped short and simply folded his arms over his chest, refusing to budge. Oh, no. No way was he being some cat’s food. No, screw that. He knew he had asked the Nobody Songbird with a voice of disdain whether Nowhere had any transportation of if he’d have to walk everywhere, but he hadn’t expected this. This was… well, it wasn’t happening.

“I’m not being some freaky cat thing’s food. No way, nu uh.” Vincent snorted. He turned back around, prepared to walk back to the Queen’s castle and to relax there instead, when he found his path suddenly blocked by the Sol Kingdom’s messenger, Zephy. Vincent blinked, and one brow raised at the hands-on-hips pouting woman, who shook her head from side to side.

“Get out of my way, short stuff. No way am I riding a stupid bus like tha-”

BAM

Vincent was jostled onto the bus, his body staggering and swaying to and fro as he almost collapsed onto the floor, but managing to wobble and stagger long enough to reach the very back seats and collapse on top of them. Vincent’s head rose with a groan, his hand rubbing his backside yet again. What on earth was it with all the hits to his rear?! He scowled at Zephy. He’d get her back, just like he did with that prancing ice hipster Haku for making him slip earlier.

But then his head was thrown backwards to slam into the seat (thankfully it was cushioned, at least) when the bus suddenly jerked up and rose into the air, the cast bus defying all reality even more to start flying. Vincent screamed and dashed to one of the corners to hold onto the seat in front.

He was going to be sick.