Kathi your art omg <3
Euurgh Danni, good luck D: Work was nutty for me too lmao. Got promoted recently so yay more moneys for more hours, but now for the next couple of Tuesdays I won't be able to wrap up anything til after 1am lol. .____. /woke up so late today
& Watermelon kegs? As a speech project? lol hope you guys have a good time, Tae! Also, loved the handling of Trixie in your post :p hahaha
Anyhoo I gotta leave in an hour, so hopefully this forces me to spend less time than usual on my post for once. XD Good luck with work/class/hardships today, everyone!
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Strangelander said Or you could do what I thought would've been awesome with Gaige and actually raise robots we've killed :v
Right?? So much wasted opportunity with the word play there on Gaige, lmao. And good luck, Tunks! Don't feel bad about using that either; RPing's about stealing sharing each other's nonsense anyway lol.
Strange (or is there something else you go by?), cue the SSB Jiggly-Rollout killsteal at least once in the RP for me please? :D?
Haha thanks Strangelander! Looking forward to seeing your Beast in action too! By charging attack do you mean something like a bull? Cuz if so that's really interesting hahaha.
For Tunks, yeah pretty much what Strange said re: more distinct in-battle functions for Maverick might help distinguish him from Deathtrap better? I like how he's used as an armor when not summoned, though summoning bots in general does seem like Gaige's... thing. (That is something I disliked about Axton though, since he could've gone a completely different direction than another turret user. :S) I hope this makes sense though!
I think to avoid some misinterpretations here Gisk, perhaps you could edit a couple of other rules into your OP? Just so it's more clear and less likely to lead to any skimming over player banter haha.
For Tunks, yeah pretty much what Strange said re: more distinct in-battle functions for Maverick might help distinguish him from Deathtrap better? I like how he's used as an armor when not summoned, though summoning bots in general does seem like Gaige's... thing. (That is something I disliked about Axton though, since he could've gone a completely different direction than another turret user. :S) I hope this makes sense though!
I think to avoid some misinterpretations here Gisk, perhaps you could edit a couple of other rules into your OP? Just so it's more clear and less likely to lead to any skimming over player banter haha.
I'll go ahead and post my Siren's CS here too. :) She's all about defense and support.
Name: Baltimore
Role: The Siren
Appearance: A smaller built girl with a clean bobcut hair style and cute buckteeth, around 14 years old. The signature blue tattoos of a Siren are not only in sporadic stripes along her left arm, but they are also found creeping along the left side of her face. She wears a modest black and white dress, with a giant red sash around her waist and tied into a bow on her back, matching the red bow on the back of her hair as well. She is mute and converses either through gestures (usually exaggerated), some form of sign language, or a notebook and pen.
Action Skill: Phaseblock
Baltimore summons a translucent but tangible (trans-dimensional) wall with a stroke of her fingers. This stationary wall dies out after either accumulating a set amount of damage, or some time (30 seconds-ish?) has passed. It is only visible to friendlies in the same way that Lilith and Zer0 are only visible to their teammates and not enemies when using their action skills. Current properties include:
Weapon: Moloko, i.e. Vladof E-Tech Slagging Sniper Rifle. She prefers to support her teammates from a distance.
Grenade: Longbow Tesla. Dat area of effect. Also down with dem shields.
Shield: Some Booster Shield her dad probably gave her. Shields for everyone! Yay!
ECHO LOG:
Name: Baltimore
Role: The Siren
Appearance: A smaller built girl with a clean bobcut hair style and cute buckteeth, around 14 years old. The signature blue tattoos of a Siren are not only in sporadic stripes along her left arm, but they are also found creeping along the left side of her face. She wears a modest black and white dress, with a giant red sash around her waist and tied into a bow on her back, matching the red bow on the back of her hair as well. She is mute and converses either through gestures (usually exaggerated), some form of sign language, or a notebook and pen.
Action Skill: Phaseblock
Baltimore summons a translucent but tangible (trans-dimensional) wall with a stroke of her fingers. This stationary wall dies out after either accumulating a set amount of damage, or some time (30 seconds-ish?) has passed. It is only visible to friendlies in the same way that Lilith and Zer0 are only visible to their teammates and not enemies when using their action skills. Current properties include:
- Come On In: Oneway blockading, i.e. bullets and teammates from one side can cross over into the other side, but not vice versa. (Think jumping over rocks in Pokemon lol.) Effectively walls enemy bullets, and can help trap or hinder movement.
- I Love You More: Ricochet properties; not only do shots go through one side, but also anything shot at the unpassable side will rebound, which will help stack damage against enemies.
Weapon: Moloko, i.e. Vladof E-Tech Slagging Sniper Rifle. She prefers to support her teammates from a distance.
Grenade: Longbow Tesla. Dat area of effect. Also down with dem shields.
Shield: Some Booster Shield her dad probably gave her. Shields for everyone! Yay!
ECHO LOG:
Los Paraisos: The Pellagio - Casino
A lady's voice stirred behind her, close enough to be heard above all the other background shenanigans running amok. It was definitely a recognizable one too, as Trixie knew no other lady's voice could ooze with the charm Selan's did. Naturally the prankster would swirl around on her sticky stool to give the dancer a hug - but she didn't. Her eyes remained glued to the golden box before her, her hands systematically popping in coins and pulling the lever with every spin of the roulette panels. The trey in front of her stomach began to overflow, but Trixie hadn't even noticed.
Coin drop. Coin insertion. Lever pull. Roulette wheels. "Miss Pretty. You have to help me. Please."
Cling. Clunk clunk clunk. Brrrrrrr.
"I can't stop."
Pang pang pang pang pang. Cling. Clunk clunk clunk. Brrrrrrr.
"It's not even givin' me any apple juice but I still can't stop. I don't understand what's going on."
Her right hand was glued to the giant metally stick. Cling. Clunk clunk clunk. Brrrrrrr.
"I can't stop."
The second Moira pointed out a bar located somewhere within the golden palace, Amy had already begun making her way in its direction; surely enough the other two expected this to happen, and Syed didn't even bother resisting. The trio soon passed by an anxious Dylan, who stumbled along after them as they retrieved their drinks. Naturally both Amy and Moira went straight for the beer as Dylan arrived and began explaining Don's incompetency at blackjack.
Eyes half-open as always, Amy gulped down a chunk of her beer nonchalantly as Moira and Syed replied. Still judging from the panic on the matter artist's face, he was probably going to have an aneurism if he watched Don any further. Ah, well, it was nothing she couldn't fix anyway. No big deal.
But then they all wandered back to the poker table. Amy watched as the trio returned to Don and sighed before following after. She just wanted to snag a drink, have a sit, and do a little devil play with whatever small bits of money she had left. But... if Don's already in a game and using his own money, and the trio do well enough to "assist" him in winning... he'd have to share his spoils, right?
Listening to Moira's explanation earlier, the game seemed simple enough. She stood off to the side and continued to slowly take in her beer as the game ran on, with Moira nearly knocking the ex-bandit out of his seat. Well... that's a start.
Amy pulled the mug from her lips, turning to Dylan for a second, but still keeping her eyes on Moira and Don. "...how much money has he lost so far doing this."
"Oh my," the woman cooed after Estelle stole away her sweetie from him. "He sure is quite the popular one here." Winking at the redhead, she slid right out of her stool and waltzed her way back over to Kenneth, swishing the lollipop between her lips from side to side. Once she was close enough, she wrapped one arm around the cocky man's shoulder and pressed her cheek against his.
"Seems like your losin' your appeal, Kenny! Better deal with this cutie quick, 'fore he steals ya money too!" She looked back over to Marcus, playfully sticking her tongue out before backing away and giving the table some more space. All the banter was really unfair to Clive, who started to grow anxious from the sudden incoming cluster of passersby intruding on the game. Oh boy. Swishing her lollipop again, Mordie ended the interruption with a clap. "All right, boys! And girlie. Let's see what ya got!"
Los Paraisos: The Pellagio - Casino
"Um, yes Miss, I can't find my friends. Have you seen a really nice-looking man with hair the same color as yours and glasses? Or a little girl with brown hair? Or a girl my age, with really bright red hair? Or a blonde man, or..."
The woman couldn't help but bring a soft finger to her lips as Lisette went on with the most vague of descriptions of her friends. Well, that wasn't surprising. The little girl she had seen running by her not too long ago was already out of sight, but she didn't want to dampen the girl's mood any further.
"Oh, hang on a moment. A nice-lookin' young man, white hair n' glasses? Hah!" She lifted her kissed finger in the air, a eureka moment. "Don't find too many nice-lookin' folks around 'ere, everyone's out here to take advantage of somethin' or other. But white hair n' glasses too? Oh! There's been a game goin' on for quite a while, back by the poker table - 'ah think it's still runnin'. Someone there fits that description. To a tee, rather. 's got a pretty cute poker face too. Maybe he's one of your friends."
The woman's words were rather questionable... Marcus? Gambling? Perhaps this was the wrong guy?
She turned around, motioning with her arm for Lisette to follow her. "C'mon, ah'll take ya."
The woman continued to waltz further down the aisle, not even bothering to check if Lisette tagged along. She assumed she was though, and continued rambling on jubilantly as she walked about some details of how the game was running. Who lost out, who won big, who tricked everyone. In only a matter of minutes, a table garnering a small crowd came into sight. The woman pushed straight on passed those standing in her way - "Pardon, gotta get through, hun." - and arrived at the confident, suited blonde man seated opposite from the white-haired man with glasses.
"Kenny! Still at it, hun?" The woman pecked him on the cheek, then continued waltzing down the aisle - and sat herself right on the empty stool beside Marcus. "You cuties been at this for a while now. 'Ah leave half an hour for some fresh air, an' ya still here. Some dedication, hehe!"
"Uhh... Excuse me, Miss," Clive the dealer spoke up, running a hand behind his head. "You can't really..."
To which the woman winked back at him, bringing her finger back to her lips. "Shh, it's okay hun." Immediately she redirected her attention to Marcus. "Ya got some friends wanderin' 'round 'ere? 'Ah think this girlie's been lookin' for ya."
Like a deer stuck in headlights, Trixie remained exactly where she called out Estelle from, now that the older's voice had completely drowned out beyond recognition. She stood there, blinking, watching as tall smelly people shuffled and bustled through the narrow aisles. Her attention turned next to the big sweaty guy sitting in front of this giant golden box with flashing pictures. He huffed and wheezed as he gathered his collection of chips from a tray hidden somewhere in front of his potbelly. Almost smacking right into Trixie, who backed away in time, the man squeaked as he swiveled in his stool and dropped onto his feet.
A mountain of playing chips were lugged in his arms, and as he waddled off, a couple of them dropped to the floor. Trixie cocked her head at the man's departure, then strode forward to examine the coins he dropped herself. She sniffed at them, only to find they were made of plastic and sweat rather than anything edible. "Umm?"
Once she plucked them off the ground however, the man was already out of sight. So she turned to the big golden box beside her instead - he had gotten these from that thing, right? On one side was a pully lever with a giant red ball at the tip, while towards the other edge was a thin hole just large enough to squeeze the coins in.
She glanced around before plopping her butt onto the swivel chair and, with a giggle, swirled around to face the shining box of gold and magic.
"Oooh, this looks like a vending machine," she cooed to herself, eyes reflecting the constant sparkles the giant gold box gave off. "Maybe it has orange juice!"
She plopped in one of the coins and, seeing as there were no additional buttons to press, yanked the lever. The three vertical panels began to spin - "Huh? Is this some stupid chance thing? Maaaan I hope I don't get soda. But I can just give it to Lucy so it's cool." - and slowly clocked in on a single image each as the girl spoke to herself.
A row of cherries.
"Eh? Cherry juice?"
A chunk of coins spilled into the tray below the panels. Trixie ducked down to watch them drop up close. "... Huh!?"
Los Paraisos: Parade
"Amy, we've gotta run!" Syed turned to Amy, a wide smile creeping on his face.
She gave him a look back. Just when this parade couldn't get any worse. Running? Really? First that crazy witch tried to crash Amy to the ground with some dumbass mask, and now Syed thinks it's fun to run while being chased after cult-worshipers with paddles. Okay. Putting it that way though made the situation rather humorous - but fuck running.
Except he caught onto her protest and quickly repelled it by saying they shouldn't separate any further. Oh, that's right, the other three are lost in this damned parade too. Though Amy did not express it, her subconscious brewed a rather interesting thought. "Yeah. Let's find the others." Hand them off the stupid demon hats so they themselves could break away free. Brilliant! The trio took back off into the crowds.
Once Lucien and Selan came into sight however, handing off the hats would have been moot; the perpetrators were totally out of sight. That and the rest of the parade seemed to be calming down as well. It was... a very peculiar turn of events. Amy had no time to even ponder what the fuck kind of parade that was, and instead she found herself willingly participating in the child's game - after her initial near stumblings and silent threats. Come to think of it, Syed seemed to have enjoyed himself too, despite nearly being battered to death. With the way Moira held herself up, it seemed she quite enjoyed the terrifying mask she bore. Perhaps the others got themselves tied up in similar stupid scenarios too?
First a bar with no seats, then a dumb volleyball game with a wild pack of musclebags, and now participating in a ritualistic game during some parade? While this wasn't her idea of a typical day to relax...
Mulling it over with some panting in between, Amy shot a wry smile in Syed's direction. "Hah. Some fuckin' day."
Aria soon returned afterwards with details on the time and perhaps checking out the casino; the parade had come to a stop close enough to the lobby they were to meet up at, anyway. The minute they stepped foot beside the casino's entry, however, Amy had already walked off inside (though not out of sight), seemingly dazed by the golden palace before them. Incredible. She had never been in a casino before, but for this castle to be her first?
"Gods... this is massive." Her mouth still agape, she looked back to the others back by the entry. Thanks to the cool breeze inside the casino, shivers ran amok all along her spine; the running around from the parade had definitely led to a hefty amount of sweat all along her back. Usually she'd be disturbed by something as gross as that and run straight for the showers, but... the casino's hypnosis immediately took it off her mind.
Two and a half hours, right? Aaaand how much money did she have in her clutch again? "Uh... yeah. Let's... definitely search this place."
Heyho writing a post!
Also yeah, good luck with your applications, Kathi!
EDIT: Amy's section is almost up! Haulin outta here for class afterwards haha. Hope everyone has a good day!
Also yeah, good luck with your applications, Kathi!
EDIT: Amy's section is almost up! Haulin outta here for class afterwards haha. Hope everyone has a good day!
/foams
I've been dying for a BL-themed RP for months. PMing you now with a couple of questions :)
PMing ya with CSes for a mime-Siren & a Pyro now, whichever would suit your team better. Hopefully you'll like one! :D
I've been dying for a BL-themed RP for months. PMing you now with a couple of questions :)
PMing ya with CSes for a mime-Siren & a Pyro now, whichever would suit your team better. Hopefully you'll like one! :D
Food break! As a side note I'll be posting an ic later when I wake up ^^
Thanks Danni! :D I'll let you guys know once I get started on it hahaha.
For co-gming, I'm only taking three classes next quarter so I ~expect~ it to run smoother than this hellhole had. ~__~ That said I think/hope I'll be stress-free enough from between April & beginning of October. No clue what fall schedule will be so I don't want to extrapolate that far regarding busy levels. Regardless, I'm in no rush for co-gming so you could plop me in whenever's convenient for everyone else hahaha :)
Thanks Danni! :D I'll let you guys know once I get started on it hahaha.
For co-gming, I'm only taking three classes next quarter so I ~expect~ it to run smoother than this hellhole had. ~__~ That said I think/hope I'll be stress-free enough from between April & beginning of October. No clue what fall schedule will be so I don't want to extrapolate that far regarding busy levels. Regardless, I'm in no rush for co-gming so you could plop me in whenever's convenient for everyone else hahaha :)
Los Paraisos: The Pellagio - Casino
Estelle's voice boomed through the entire casino. Well, not the entire casino, but Trixie was alert enough to pick up on it right away. She piped up, a curious dog, trying to glance over the myriads of people all sitting or rushing in her way. But her all too small size prevented her from seeing absolutely anything beyond clothed towers of differently colored hair.
Welp. Maybe she should respond back to let her know she wasn't having much luck either? Estelle would appreciate that, right? So Trixie cupped her mouth and shouted towards the ceiling - "I DON'T SEE HIM!" - although her scream was practically reduced to a squeak thanks to the booming palace drowning out anything that wasn't a machine.
But her cries were heard. Hallelujiah, the message got through to Estelle somehow, wherever she was. Like Trixie's voice, her response was muffled compared to everything else too - but it was still there. "WHAAAAAT?"
So Trixie squawked back. "I DON'T SEE HIMMMMM!"
"......WHAAAAAT?"
"I SAAAAAAAID!" Trixie paused to cough. "I DON'T. SEE. HIMMMM!"
Los Paraisos: Some randomass parade outside the Ddaear Café
Right so instead of helping Amy out of her dilemma, Moira caved in and plopped a mask on herself as well. Ah. So that's what they were wearing!? Geez, looking at the massive size of that thing nearly made Amy topple over again just from knowing she was trapped under one too.
Of course she buggered off to frighten the panties off of Syed. Luckily whoever made these godsforsaken masks left enough room to see. Although if Amy weren't on the brink of tripping over herself and dying from a stampede attack, she would've found the whole thing to be hilarious. And with Moira unreliable for help, Syed offered in her place. Awesome. Amy's voice was laced with subtle sarcasm. "Yeah that'd be great if you could—"
Then Moira came back and ripped the demon right off Amy's head. She nearly fell over probably the fifth time by now had she not landed on that freak woman who came back and pouted at them. Amy was ever so ready to tell the woman to piss off right on back to the hellhole from which she spawned - but Syed already spoke up for her. Fantastic. She looked to him, her expression unreadable. She appreciated the help but especially now that she could see where she was going, she really didn't need some guy to go and—
Aaaand then the freak came back! With more hats. With fucking hats and fucking pieces of fucking paper. She proffered them to both Amy and Syed before cocking her head - probably winking at them through her demon dragon head - and waltzing back to her groupie. Amy too just looked down at what she received. "I'm not wearing this. This is--OW, WHAT THE FUCK."
One hand over her head, Amy whirled around to see a group of three potbellied men wearing white oni masks. They waved around giant wooden panels. The two in the back were humming some freak chant that went along surprisingly well with the rest of the parade's music, while the frontman screamed something along the lines of "Begone, ye impure spirits!" Then the other two chimed in as well, their bodies in shaky movements to keep up with the rhythm of the rest of the parade.
"Yeah begone, bro!"
"Yeah demon-dragon-sis, begone!"
Obviously recreating some outdated demon-expelling process. As much as Amy wanted to comment on how backward it looked, the frontman just whacked her on the head again and kept screaming at her to begone. She withdrew her sword, her palm of death, and readied it to smack the paddle right out of this 'bro's hand. But then more of them started to pop up behind the oni-bastards. What the fuck was this stupid shit.
"Gotta pass onto someone else, demon-dragon-chick!" someone from the back called. "Else we gotta batter you senseless! Keep the game going, yo!"
"Yeah demon-bro!" Another oni-face popped up behind Syed, smacking the paddle into his palm. "Ye evil spirit gonna run or what, bro?"
Los Paraisos: The Pellagio - Casino
In the meantime...
As Lisette bustled through the palace of sweaty gamblers and deafening noise, a woman stood in her upcoming path, watching her with concern. With the way the girl glanced around worriedly as she pushed her way through the crowds, it was obvious she was either lost or desperately looking for someone. That or trying to figure out what to do with the cute critter that was in her arms - unless that belonged to her? No one ever seemed to follow the rules with this place, since she could've sworn she saw a child much too small to be on her own running around as well. Then again the security guards were too busy gambling away themselves to even bother enforcing anything.
The woman, dark skinned and barely clad in ripped jean shorts and a corset-like red top to emphasize her curvaceous figure, stood along the center of the aisle flicking her nails as she waited for Lisette to approach close enough to nearly bump into her.
"Hey girlie, lookin' a little lost. Need any help?"
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