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The Legend of Zelda: Whispering Storm [Chapter 1: Hylia]

A Sea of Giants

Atop the left shoulder of Gorn the goron merchant sat a small creature resembling an anthropomorphic mouse. Shirtless and carrying a (for his size) greatsword, the little creature listened and observed to all the people roaming around the city. Of course, they'd never know he was watching them for he was invisible to all but the most well behaved of children. Such was the most distinguishing trait of the minish people. Well, there was one exception. Gorn, the very man that carried the minish around, could see and hear his little friend. Together Gorn and the minish Confliti had journeyed to Hyrule Castle Town for the celebrations. As an entrepreneur, it was in the merchant's best interests to go where the money was. Confliti had far less concern for money. It was of no consequence to his people, after all, but he always accompanied Gorn anywhere.

Today might have to be an exception, however, as there was soon to be a tournament of fighters and warriors. Gorn was interested in selling his wares and making business deals. Not so for the shirtless minish, who fancied himself a mighty warrior, trained in the combat styles of the Watchdogs. He knew it was a longshot, but participation was what he had his eyes set on. That's when the voice of his friend pulled Confliti from his fantasies.

"Lots of new faces, but it always feels that way to me. The people of this world rarely live very long, it feels like." It wasn't a judgment, merely an observation from the sprite-like creature. He quickly decided to change topics of conversation to something a bit less morbid, calling as loudly into Gorn's ear as he could to overcome both his own diminutive size and the large crowd around them. "I know you have your heart set on making some rupees today, but do you think we can go sign me up for the tournament? Those pens are so hard for me to write with."

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

I don't know if a collab will be necessary. In any case I'll be updating the Minutemen (and everyone else) soon as I can. Preferably once the last updates happen in the Jacks and Wards (Arsenal, Sofia, and Epsilon).

The Three Realms War [A DMC, Bayonetta and Darksiders RP]

@floodtalon@Sho Minazuki

Akoni quickly dragged Henry along with him, bypassing the full scale divine war happening right outside the doorstep. Once inside the great structure, they had come face to face with an orb emanating power. Henry could feel the power, but Akoni was an educated wizard. He didn't need to feel anything emanating from it to understand how important such an artifact was. Either the demons and angels outside were battling for this prize, or it was one mother of coincidences. Akoni didn't believe in coincidences. It was his job to obtain the artifact in support of the greater balance.

"Halt! You humans should not be here. In fact if you're in this deep, you are both no mere humans... If you are in league with demons then I will cut you where you stand!" Akoni sighed inwardly, turning round to meet the angels head to head. If they had found the time to slip in after two "humans" (a partial truth but one the mage felt no need to correct) then they should have focused more on defeating the legions of Hell. Still, there was an easy way to clear this all up. Either these beings would respect the higher power of the Charred Council, or be blinded by the battle fervor.

"Stand down. We serve the Charred Council," Akoni ordered, rolling up his sleeve to show the branding mark the Council placed on his body when he was recruited. "No force in the universe can duplicate this mark! Now return to your war outside and let us attend to our business!" Unfortunately for both the duo and the angels, the angels' misplaced focus had caught up with them. A number of demons attacked in a surprise, taking their divine counterparts unaware. Well, that settled that then.

Henry said perhaps the first thing that Akoni could agree with the entire time he had known the child. While Henry setup a defense to keep the angels and demons off of their backs, Akoni opened a gate directly to the pedestal that housed this orb. It was a simple matter of reaching his hand in, and grabbing the artifact.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Just in case anybody has trouble finding both the posts for ObliviousRoadie vs. Coloured Cyan round three, their respective posts are here and here.

The Legend of Zelda: Whispering Storm [Chapter 1: Hylia]

Spiffy and I were looking between the tournament or maybe Lon Lon Ranch. Confliti would be able to stop some crime and spread happiness, and Gorn would get the chance to broker a business deal with Talon.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Cap'n K. Runch: Tastes Like Victory!

Runch's eyes lit up when his phylactery did. He observed in amazement, but that sense of wonder lessened somewhat when it appeared that his defeated foe was suffering from some sort of seizure. He had to remind himself that he was taking this man's soul while sparing his life, so the process was likely to be... Painful. When the entire thing was over with, Runch felt a wave of relief. The man may have been an irredeemable murderer, but the cap'n just couldn't shake off that sense of empathy. That's when Oren flew in with his screen-thing again, giving many compliments to Runch. He couldn't help but scratch the back of his head, uncomfortably embarrassed.

"First one? Omnomnom, I'm sure there'll be others that'll jump on it. Took awhile, mostly guess work I admit. A thousand monkeys on a thousand typerwriters and all that, right? Omnomnom!" That's when Oren dropped the lockbox from his little flying screen. The cap'n stood beneath the box so he could catch it in his arms, then set it down and swiped the lock with his saber, followed up by kicking the lid open. Inside sat what appeared to be a well-worn book. The cover was illustrated by a golden hand with six fingers, and the number '3' boldly emblazoned within the hand's palm. Cocking his head, Runch felt a kneejerk reaction of disappointment but his curiosity slowly welled up. Who knows what could be contained inside this book?! Well apparently Oren knew. So they had cataloged different creatures from the city in this journal, eh? Ok, so that wasn't terribly exciting.

Runch grabbed the book and opened it up just in time for Oren to comment that the used pages were probably removed. Sadly that was confirmed as the pirate thumbed through a number a blank pages. So he got a blank book to make his own records? He had one of those back on his ship! Just as he opened his mouth to ask for a different prize, the open page changed before his very eyes. Like some sort of wipe effect words cascaded onto the page, and on the opposite page a full illustration. An illustration of himself. "Singin' strawberries, what is this?" It was all there. Captain Bartholomew K. Runch. Pirate captain, swordsman, current host for the bori bori no mi. It went into incredible detail about his powers, not just his skills and the general use of his devil fruit, but even his tactics and a list of the different cereal recipes he had concocted for battle! "Well blow my blueberries, this is amazing!" He turned the page, and once again the blank white changed before his very eyes. Hajji Serhan Güzelemöglu, the Bashibozuk. Turkish human, career assassin. Skilled in stealth, engineering, and various forms of killing. Well, he found all that out the hard way. Still, it was nice to know his opponent's name.

"So many strange enemies from so many strange worlds. This is perhaps the greatest resource I could have gotten... OMNOMNOMNOM! I LOVE IT!" Rolling his shoulders to stretch himself out a bit, Runch then placed the journal inside his coat jacket. So his next opponent was nearby, in a place called Oldtown, eh? Well this pirate captain didn't feel like charging into battle all injured and whatnot, and this great cathedral was as good a place as any to get a little shuteye.

"Yes. So now that I won and he's still alive, what's going to happen with... Uh... Excuse me." He quickly produced the journal once more, flipping to the relevant pages. "Hajji Serhan G... Goo... This guy." He snapped hte spin shut. "What's going to happen to him?"

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Standford's journal makes me so happy. So so happy. The happiness is palpable. There's almost no way I could have ended up any happier.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

@obliviousRoadie Hey, I know I'm not the GM, but you said you'd post soon 8 days ago, and you've been on the site just yesterday. Something going on? What are your update plans?

The Legend of Zelda: Whispering Storm [Chapter 1: Hylia]

Spoiler alert: Confliti joins the Yiga Clan.

The Legend of Zelda: Whispering Storm [Chapter 1: Hylia]

It's funny, my initial knee jerk idea for this game was to go gerudo, but I thought to myself, "Naaaaaw, there's got to be others who want to be a badass Amazonian warrior." Fooled myself.