Raineh Daze
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i'm not sure the appropriate use of an OLED TV is to play random scenic train videos but here we are
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Being truly on my own is a bit of a weird feeling. It's never really happened.
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Let it never be said that sometimes extreme brevity isn't the most appropriate post, though. Everything is a tool.
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By the time anyone finds him, Archer will have doubtless commandeered the cooking from the hapless owner.
Archer
From his lofty perch, Archer had been more than able to observe as the festivities really got going--as well as notice the colour-changed tower. It was a simple thing to surmise that the entire tower would change colour as their tasks were completed... and when it was all white, there would probably be one last hurdle for the group to overcome. It wouldn't really come as a surprise, the mystical seemed to have a flair for the dramatic. Or maybe he was unduly influenced by the way the Grail War was doomed to end every time.
Continuing his observations a little longer, Archer scanned the festivities a little longer before descending to ground level, landing in front of a stall owner with a disarmingly expectant expression and a knife in hand.
It was with a surprisingly pleased expression that the Knight in Red continued preparing ingredients for the still somewhat-unnerved stall owner. Cooking was, perhaps, his only skill that had minimal links to combat or his true abilities, yet it wasn't something that a Counter Guardian was ever called on to display. Even Rin hadn't needed such a thing--partly because she could cook for herself perfectly well, and partly because cooking anything would have given the identity game away too early. Thus, for the first time since he had died in the first place, Archer was working in a kitchen.
It was a pleasant experience, but he'd have to find a way to remove that actual stall-owner from the cooking process entirely. That way, he would have total control over the kitchen.
Suwako
A wish, huh? The girl had split away from Saber the first chance that she got in order to explore the city without any 'adult' supervision, even taking a few of the coins conveniently left lying around. Once outside, it was abundantly clear that the architecture here was a mess that made even Gensokyo look balanced. That, at least, was mostly traditional architecture: the enormous western mansion, witches' houses, and the underground nuclear reactor were pretty limited. This looked like someone had seen the architectural variety in the sealed-off world, then decided to up it a thousandfold and scatter buildings with no reason at all.
The festival atmosphere suited the craziness and the humming blonde, wandering along and looking for anyone that might like to give a young girl something for nothing. Festivals were, in her experience, about being given things just for being there: it was the benefit of being a god; people liked to give you something for nothing.
From his lofty perch, Archer had been more than able to observe as the festivities really got going--as well as notice the colour-changed tower. It was a simple thing to surmise that the entire tower would change colour as their tasks were completed... and when it was all white, there would probably be one last hurdle for the group to overcome. It wouldn't really come as a surprise, the mystical seemed to have a flair for the dramatic. Or maybe he was unduly influenced by the way the Grail War was doomed to end every time.
Continuing his observations a little longer, Archer scanned the festivities a little longer before descending to ground level, landing in front of a stall owner with a disarmingly expectant expression and a knife in hand.
It was with a surprisingly pleased expression that the Knight in Red continued preparing ingredients for the still somewhat-unnerved stall owner. Cooking was, perhaps, his only skill that had minimal links to combat or his true abilities, yet it wasn't something that a Counter Guardian was ever called on to display. Even Rin hadn't needed such a thing--partly because she could cook for herself perfectly well, and partly because cooking anything would have given the identity game away too early. Thus, for the first time since he had died in the first place, Archer was working in a kitchen.
It was a pleasant experience, but he'd have to find a way to remove that actual stall-owner from the cooking process entirely. That way, he would have total control over the kitchen.
Suwako
A wish, huh? The girl had split away from Saber the first chance that she got in order to explore the city without any 'adult' supervision, even taking a few of the coins conveniently left lying around. Once outside, it was abundantly clear that the architecture here was a mess that made even Gensokyo look balanced. That, at least, was mostly traditional architecture: the enormous western mansion, witches' houses, and the underground nuclear reactor were pretty limited. This looked like someone had seen the architectural variety in the sealed-off world, then decided to up it a thousandfold and scatter buildings with no reason at all.
The festival atmosphere suited the craziness and the humming blonde, wandering along and looking for anyone that might like to give a young girl something for nothing. Festivals were, in her experience, about being given things just for being there: it was the benefit of being a god; people liked to give you something for nothing.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Name: Lucille
Number: 4
Age: 666. Looks merely twelve.
Gender: Female
Appearance: ”If you come any closer, I can’t promise there’ll be enough you left to save.”
Personality: With age and experience on her side, Lucille has cultivated what is clearly in the running for the world’s best poker face: regardless of her internal emotions, she seems able to remain listless and mildly amused at the world’s foolishness. Thus, it normally comes as a surprise to the uninitiated to learn that she’s often a sarcastic tease.
Despite the regular mockery and prodding that the girl’s presence results in, she’s genuinely a caring person, and extremely reluctant to inflict harm on another—from the beginning of her life, Lucille’s purpose has been to help and heal rather than inflict injury. It’s a reluctance that she’s learned to overcome… and with her poker face, those times she’s been forced to be the one finishing things off have earned her a morbid nickname: “Ghost Executioner”.
It’s rare to catch her acting childish, despite her appearance, as even the most eager child would find it hard to maintain that sort of enthusiasm when people themselves are the same as ever. New tools and toys are invented, but when you’re more focused on people and mages, it’s hard to not be jaded.
Abilities: Lucille is a homunculus with the affinity of “Plague”: where it comes to spells related to disease, it’s hard to find anyone better. Her direct abilities are a series of heavily-refined chants (by now in a constructed language) that can cure essentially any disease… or inflict it back, and accelerate the stages. The greatest example of this is “Plague Wind”: a powerful, and extremely long to cast, spell that surrounds Lucille and rather a lot of surroundings with a red mist. To step into the vortex is to subject yourself to every disease that the caster is familiar with—in other words, indiscriminate suffering and decay. It is not, by any means, a spell she uses… or one that she’s even allowed to use without getting put on the list with her former teammates’ targets. Its true purpose is only evident places where illness hugely outweighs health—whereas the healthy are essentially wrecked, the ailing find their diseases cured. When the balance of ‘ill’ vs ‘healthy’ is that screwed up, the spell’s purpose is clear.
With time on her side, she has also mastered a handful of related concepts: for instance, healing magic, though more difficult, is clearly linked to disease. This, and her ability to communicate with plague vectors such as bats and rats—both making for excellent spies—is why her normal roll amongst the Six is as a support and healer. It’s very, very rare that she has any need to engage in combat.
Due to her design, she is by nature impervious to all disease and illness. She’s remarkably resilient in general.
Equipment: None?
History: Before Lucille was created, the mage that would go on to be her father figure—and, indeed, creator—was travelling the Middle East, at the same time that the Black Death was starting to make itself known. Fearing for his own life, he retreated back to Western Europe, and listened in horror as tales of spreading disease became known. It was then that he chose to try and prepare, putting his own particular talents to use to craft a Homunculus that would be able to help those suffering from the plague or other illnesses, and particularly as insurance against his own death from the disease.
He was, in a way, too slow: the soul needed ended up coming from someone already dying of the Plague. This probably explained why the created homunculus had such an unearthly, deathly pallor. Not too slow to protect the mage himself from dying from the plague, and keeping her around as a sort of personal physician until age caught up with the man, leaving Lucille wondering “where do I go now?”
She ended up wandering, briefly joining mage circles and then leaving after learning a little to move on. Once enough time had passed, she cycled back to the beginning—until, having run out of things to do, she settled down in one of the largest circles, offering her services as a healer, curer of diseases, and source of anatomical knowledge.
So she was hanging around The Tower when urbanisation made the need for some sort of effective group to clamp down on a loss of secrecy a priority. The homunculus offered to join, and became number 4—by far too skilled to be outright at the bottom, but playing a supporting role rather than anything more major.
She’s rather amused by the number’s connotations in other countries, having heard about that. It fits her, certainly.
Number: 4
Age: 666. Looks merely twelve.
Gender: Female
Appearance: ”If you come any closer, I can’t promise there’ll be enough you left to save.”
Personality: With age and experience on her side, Lucille has cultivated what is clearly in the running for the world’s best poker face: regardless of her internal emotions, she seems able to remain listless and mildly amused at the world’s foolishness. Thus, it normally comes as a surprise to the uninitiated to learn that she’s often a sarcastic tease.
Despite the regular mockery and prodding that the girl’s presence results in, she’s genuinely a caring person, and extremely reluctant to inflict harm on another—from the beginning of her life, Lucille’s purpose has been to help and heal rather than inflict injury. It’s a reluctance that she’s learned to overcome… and with her poker face, those times she’s been forced to be the one finishing things off have earned her a morbid nickname: “Ghost Executioner”.
It’s rare to catch her acting childish, despite her appearance, as even the most eager child would find it hard to maintain that sort of enthusiasm when people themselves are the same as ever. New tools and toys are invented, but when you’re more focused on people and mages, it’s hard to not be jaded.
Abilities: Lucille is a homunculus with the affinity of “Plague”: where it comes to spells related to disease, it’s hard to find anyone better. Her direct abilities are a series of heavily-refined chants (by now in a constructed language) that can cure essentially any disease… or inflict it back, and accelerate the stages. The greatest example of this is “Plague Wind”: a powerful, and extremely long to cast, spell that surrounds Lucille and rather a lot of surroundings with a red mist. To step into the vortex is to subject yourself to every disease that the caster is familiar with—in other words, indiscriminate suffering and decay. It is not, by any means, a spell she uses… or one that she’s even allowed to use without getting put on the list with her former teammates’ targets. Its true purpose is only evident places where illness hugely outweighs health—whereas the healthy are essentially wrecked, the ailing find their diseases cured. When the balance of ‘ill’ vs ‘healthy’ is that screwed up, the spell’s purpose is clear.
With time on her side, she has also mastered a handful of related concepts: for instance, healing magic, though more difficult, is clearly linked to disease. This, and her ability to communicate with plague vectors such as bats and rats—both making for excellent spies—is why her normal roll amongst the Six is as a support and healer. It’s very, very rare that she has any need to engage in combat.
Due to her design, she is by nature impervious to all disease and illness. She’s remarkably resilient in general.
Equipment: None?
History: Before Lucille was created, the mage that would go on to be her father figure—and, indeed, creator—was travelling the Middle East, at the same time that the Black Death was starting to make itself known. Fearing for his own life, he retreated back to Western Europe, and listened in horror as tales of spreading disease became known. It was then that he chose to try and prepare, putting his own particular talents to use to craft a Homunculus that would be able to help those suffering from the plague or other illnesses, and particularly as insurance against his own death from the disease.
He was, in a way, too slow: the soul needed ended up coming from someone already dying of the Plague. This probably explained why the created homunculus had such an unearthly, deathly pallor. Not too slow to protect the mage himself from dying from the plague, and keeping her around as a sort of personal physician until age caught up with the man, leaving Lucille wondering “where do I go now?”
She ended up wandering, briefly joining mage circles and then leaving after learning a little to move on. Once enough time had passed, she cycled back to the beginning—until, having run out of things to do, she settled down in one of the largest circles, offering her services as a healer, curer of diseases, and source of anatomical knowledge.
So she was hanging around The Tower when urbanisation made the need for some sort of effective group to clamp down on a loss of secrecy a priority. The homunculus offered to join, and became number 4—by far too skilled to be outright at the bottom, but playing a supporting role rather than anything more major.
She’s rather amused by the number’s connotations in other countries, having heard about that. It fits her, certainly.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I claim number 4.
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12 yrs ago
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Will join tomorrow!
IncredibleBee said
It's not unwanted if a potential player, y'know, wants it.And it's not superfluous if we've got a bunch of other guys shooting fireballs, and magic katanas out the wazoo.
It's unwanted if GM's don't want it; it's superfluous if you can get the same abilities through means that fit with the setting the RP is trying to establish.
IncredibleBee said
Oh. Fuck, then. You should have just said magitech in the first place. Yeah, magitech is cool.....Why don't we just have magitech exosuits then?
Because it's unwanted and superfluous.
IncredibleBee said
Actually that's a misinterpretation of the quote "Sufficiently advanced science is indistinguishable from magic." It does not mean that magic is science. Magic has to do with the arcane and regularly breaks the established laws of nature, usually the law of conservation of mass/energy. Science is fact. Hard sci-fi is based in fact, and generally entails technology we expect to be available in the next one or two centuries (see Cowboy Bebop). Soft sci-fi is further on, but still has some sort of scientific explanation (see WH40k.)
Remind me what about psychic space elves and emotion-fuelled gods is scientific.
Zero Hex said
I did not imply that either one directly led to the other, I am simply stating that suddenly trying to stick to real world limits to rule out sci fi stuff when those same limits are already broken from the very setup of the roleplay is silly. Here I also state that hey, perhaps allowing for a different character style (because that's all they really are by this point) could lead to a more diverse cast, but that's just me. It's fine though I'll just make, I dunno, a totally not magic kung fu guy or some shit.
By implication, you're stating that it makes no sense to not have advanced tech when there's advanced magic. Despite these two things stemming from totally different in-world sources, and the existence of one generally inhibiting the existence of the other. There's a lot more examples of advanced tech with no magic and magic with no tech than there is merging them.
Plus, even when you have limited magical abilities--so not able to supplant or remove technological progress--there's no reason for technology to move faster to the point of getting power armour by the modern day. If anything, it would slow it because of the scientists trying to make sense of magic.
Zero Hex said I'll readily accept a "Well we don't want tech powersuits because that's not what we're looking for, we want strictly magical" or whatever else, but "we don't have this technology yet" in a fantasy roleplay done in an anime vibe seems like a really silly answer to the question when real life physics are already getting destroyed by magic, chi and assorted superpowers.
Your opinion is stupid. Magic does not mean advanced technology; advanced technology does not mean magic. Shockingly, it's normally one or the other.
Trying to think of an idea aside from mind-reading therapist.
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