May I also suggest, when characters are going to be interacting for the span of an entire conversation, collabing on a post is a good option. Like, the two people work together to make a joint post (either through PMs or something like google docs) and then just post up the entire conversation in one go. It saves the IC from being cluttered and avoids confusion.
It's really handy.
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Also, Kitty, I know my opinion doesn't matter much because I'm not a GM, but I think Solace is in the right here.
You've posted more recently than he has, which means he should have probably gotten to post before you posted again. Since three characters were interacting, it only makes sense that you wait until the other two characters have posted to post again. If not you're kind of just leaving whoever you posted before out.
You've posted more recently than he has, which means he should have probably gotten to post before you posted again. Since three characters were interacting, it only makes sense that you wait until the other two characters have posted to post again. If not you're kind of just leaving whoever you posted before out.
I feel like the next time a complicated scenario like this happens, we should have some kind of basic idea of the time line of events ahead of time (I know you don't like planning Solace, so when I'm saying this I'm meaning as vague as possible.)
Like, we already knew the bombs were gonna go off when Shunsuke, Saito, Rin, Mikami, and Cho were in the cafe. So simple things like how long are they going to be in the cafe or how are they going to find out about the explosion should have been discussed ahead of time. It would have avoided a lot of confusion.
Like, we already knew the bombs were gonna go off when Shunsuke, Saito, Rin, Mikami, and Cho were in the cafe. So simple things like how long are they going to be in the cafe or how are they going to find out about the explosion should have been discussed ahead of time. It would have avoided a lot of confusion.
I'm sorry man. It's not like Mikami frequently hangs out with the red's so he know exactly who they all are. Although in hindsight he would probably know about her now that I think about it, because the blues deal with strains and stuff but oh well.
Sorry kitty!
Sorry kitty!
There you go. The bombs probably went off a minute or two after Cho and Mikami arrived at the cafe, giving some time for an awkward interaction between the Reds and Blues.
Mikami will probably get a call of his own. An explosion by the HOMURA headquarters is definitely something Scepter 4 would be interested in.
Mikami will probably get a call of his own. An explosion by the HOMURA headquarters is definitely something Scepter 4 would be interested in.
Mikami Kumini
Cho's talkativeness was a nice change of pace. People holding their tongues around him was an everyday occurrence. He couldn't necessarily blame them. He'd done the same to authority figures when he was younger. In fact, the only people he could think of that talked even remotely casually with him were his lieutenant on the rare occasions that the second in command convinced him to go out drinking. He almost never took the invites, because time that wasn't spent working was time he could be spending at home. He did like to indulge his right hand man every once in a while though. And of course Kouki was always a chatter box around him. Apart from those two though, everyone else he talked with frequently seemed to think it wrong to speak freely with one of the most powerful people in the world. It wasn't like he had a short fuse or anything. Mikami liked to think of himself as a reasonably calm and collected man.
"Yes, the rain a few weeks back was rather annoying. I'm glad the weather has taken a turn for the better." The small talk was rather mundane and uninteresting, but that's not to say it isn't enjoyable. There was something refreshing about being able to talk about things that really didn't matter when most everything one talked about could be considered very serious. "Although I'm not looking forward to the heat summer brings."
Then Cho asked how he had been and that caught him off guard. The only people that ever asked that were the lady who lived in the apartment across from his after he'd been away for several days and definitely could have been looking better, and his son when he would poke at the dark circles under his eyes and scold him for not coming home enough. It seemed like everyone else either assumed he was fine because of his position or that because of his position he wouldn't want to talk about it if he wasn't fine. His lieutenant had long since given up on asking about his life outside of work too, probably worn down by Mikami's constant avoidance of the topic.
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" It was a lie. Mikami was tired. He'd spent the last two nights at the Scepter 4 headquarters. The guilt of not going home was getting to him more than the lack of good sleep though. He'd have to make it up to his neighbor somehow. He remembered her talking about liking musicals. Maybe he'd get her tickets to one. Making it up to Kouki wouldn't be as simple. He'd have to spend every night at home for a week just to prove to the five year old that 'yes, the dream beasts aren't going to get me' (where dream beasts attacking people who didn't get enough sleep had come from he had no idea. the mind of a child was a mysterious place).
By that point, the two of them were entering the cafe, and instantly Mikami's eyes zeroed in on three people sitting back in the corner. "Cho, I'm going to inform you that this breakfast outing just got a lot more interesting." He nodded towards the one corner booth, occupied by none other than the Red King himself, his second in command, and another of their clansmen. Well, this had potential to get messy.
Tadashi Sakurai
He waited patiently for the signal that all the traffic problems had started to tell his team to move out. They'd gone over where to place the bombs for the best effect. Tadashi himself had one, stored safely in a bag on his back. He was also the one with the remote detonator. He signaled his team to move out, giving his getaway bike, that he'd placed in an alley close enough it was practical but far enough away that it wouldn't get damaged in the blast, a pat. It hurt him a little bit to have to leave it out in the open like this. After all, his cars and bikes were his babies. Tadashi would probably sulk for days if someone stole one of them.
He shook his head. There was no time to think about that right now. He had bombs to place and detonate. And that was exactly what he did. The team worked quickly, placing the bags where they needed to go before heading away from the area of immediate damage to wait for the Red Clan to arrive so they could taunt them even more. On his walk back towards his designated waiting point, Tadashi bumped into an older lady with a young boy beside her. It made him question his motives just a little bit. The two were walking towards where the pipe bombs were set to go off. They would get hurt and they certainly weren't red clansmen. Although the boy could probably pass as one with that hair of his.
Tadashi pushed the thoughts away. Matsura would never forgive him if he messed this up. They were doing this for a reason.
Once he was a safe distance away, Tadashi pulled out the detonator. With a deep breath, he gave it a push. The pipe bombs went off not so long after the Blue King and one of his clan members walked into a cafe.
Cho's talkativeness was a nice change of pace. People holding their tongues around him was an everyday occurrence. He couldn't necessarily blame them. He'd done the same to authority figures when he was younger. In fact, the only people he could think of that talked even remotely casually with him were his lieutenant on the rare occasions that the second in command convinced him to go out drinking. He almost never took the invites, because time that wasn't spent working was time he could be spending at home. He did like to indulge his right hand man every once in a while though. And of course Kouki was always a chatter box around him. Apart from those two though, everyone else he talked with frequently seemed to think it wrong to speak freely with one of the most powerful people in the world. It wasn't like he had a short fuse or anything. Mikami liked to think of himself as a reasonably calm and collected man.
"Yes, the rain a few weeks back was rather annoying. I'm glad the weather has taken a turn for the better." The small talk was rather mundane and uninteresting, but that's not to say it isn't enjoyable. There was something refreshing about being able to talk about things that really didn't matter when most everything one talked about could be considered very serious. "Although I'm not looking forward to the heat summer brings."
Then Cho asked how he had been and that caught him off guard. The only people that ever asked that were the lady who lived in the apartment across from his after he'd been away for several days and definitely could have been looking better, and his son when he would poke at the dark circles under his eyes and scold him for not coming home enough. It seemed like everyone else either assumed he was fine because of his position or that because of his position he wouldn't want to talk about it if he wasn't fine. His lieutenant had long since given up on asking about his life outside of work too, probably worn down by Mikami's constant avoidance of the topic.
"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" It was a lie. Mikami was tired. He'd spent the last two nights at the Scepter 4 headquarters. The guilt of not going home was getting to him more than the lack of good sleep though. He'd have to make it up to his neighbor somehow. He remembered her talking about liking musicals. Maybe he'd get her tickets to one. Making it up to Kouki wouldn't be as simple. He'd have to spend every night at home for a week just to prove to the five year old that 'yes, the dream beasts aren't going to get me' (where dream beasts attacking people who didn't get enough sleep had come from he had no idea. the mind of a child was a mysterious place).
By that point, the two of them were entering the cafe, and instantly Mikami's eyes zeroed in on three people sitting back in the corner. "Cho, I'm going to inform you that this breakfast outing just got a lot more interesting." He nodded towards the one corner booth, occupied by none other than the Red King himself, his second in command, and another of their clansmen. Well, this had potential to get messy.
Tadashi Sakurai
He waited patiently for the signal that all the traffic problems had started to tell his team to move out. They'd gone over where to place the bombs for the best effect. Tadashi himself had one, stored safely in a bag on his back. He was also the one with the remote detonator. He signaled his team to move out, giving his getaway bike, that he'd placed in an alley close enough it was practical but far enough away that it wouldn't get damaged in the blast, a pat. It hurt him a little bit to have to leave it out in the open like this. After all, his cars and bikes were his babies. Tadashi would probably sulk for days if someone stole one of them.
He shook his head. There was no time to think about that right now. He had bombs to place and detonate. And that was exactly what he did. The team worked quickly, placing the bags where they needed to go before heading away from the area of immediate damage to wait for the Red Clan to arrive so they could taunt them even more. On his walk back towards his designated waiting point, Tadashi bumped into an older lady with a young boy beside her. It made him question his motives just a little bit. The two were walking towards where the pipe bombs were set to go off. They would get hurt and they certainly weren't red clansmen. Although the boy could probably pass as one with that hair of his.
Tadashi pushed the thoughts away. Matsura would never forgive him if he messed this up. They were doing this for a reason.
Once he was a safe distance away, Tadashi pulled out the detonator. With a deep breath, he gave it a push. The pipe bombs went off not so long after the Blue King and one of his clan members walked into a cafe.
Ahh, okay! Well, I'll be done with my post soon. Mikami's part is nearly done and I know exactly what I'm doing with Tadashi so it shouldn't take too long.
Text or by word of mouth was what I was thinking too. Like, the five in the cafe aren't close enough to react instantly but as soon as they're informed they're close enough to be there quickly
And Kitty, the bombs haven't even gone off yet. Tadashi's the one who is setting them up and putting them off. If there's any way you could like, just edit that post until my post is up (because I'll have Tadashi set them off this post, I promise) and then repost the same thing, that would be great. Because really, Mikami and Cho aren't even in the cafe yet.
And Kitty, the bombs haven't even gone off yet. Tadashi's the one who is setting them up and putting them off. If there's any way you could like, just edit that post until my post is up (because I'll have Tadashi set them off this post, I promise) and then repost the same thing, that would be great. Because really, Mikami and Cho aren't even in the cafe yet.
Hmmm...I'd say that the five characters who are (going to be) in the cafe probably aren't close enough to feel, hear, or see the bombs (I don't know why Mikami would choose to go to a place that close to HOMURA's meeting place)
But I'd also say it probably won't take any of them very long to find out about it. Either through the other customers in the cafe freaking out or their own clansmen informing them in some way.
But I'd also say it probably won't take any of them very long to find out about it. Either through the other customers in the cafe freaking out or their own clansmen informing them in some way.
Stupid double post. Sorry.
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