@6slyboy6 Yeah, sorry. I should have been more specific. When I said "he" I was referring to @The Whacko.
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@Desire Probably for the best. It looks like he's been online, but not active here. Anyway, I'm gonna trow up another IC and get a little more character building going.
It looks like everyone has posted now? Unless I'm missing something. Plus just a suggestion, adhering to a strict posting order isn't the best idea. I mean, obviously people should be polite an wait for others to be caught up, but if two characters are interacting specifically just between themselves, then let them post as they need to. If it's in this early stage before everyone has met up, though, then a bit more restraint is good so that some people don't move unnaturally fast IC compared to other's who post slower.
EDIT: @The Whacko hasn't posted. Like at all. IC or OOC.
EDIT: @The Whacko hasn't posted. Like at all. IC or OOC.
I should also note, since she hasn't spoken yet, I'm gonna reserve this colour for Imogen's speech.
Imogen sighed heavily, laying out of the beam arm of an unoccupied docking crane watching the traffic come and go, trying to guess the ship's destination by what they were equipped for and what they unloaded. It had been a slightly slow day at the shipyards, with fewer of the smaller ships that Elliott's docks could accommodate. Not a huge issue, but worrying for their finances if it kept up for too long. The big docks across town were owned by Forrest, a large, and not wholly unpleasant man, if a bit brash. He tended to bring in the largest trade ships that came through the ports and he and her father had a noticeable rivalry, but the two had been friends for as long as they had been in business and were by no means enemies.
She saw the distant black dot of an incoming blimp and raised her tinted binoculars to her face, looking out through the scorching air trying to pick out the ship's details through the heat distortion. The first thing she could note was the size and her face fell slightly. Balloon was clearly at least a B and her father's cranes could only accompany a C at most. She watched it's slow, drifting decent towards town and could pick out more details as it came. The balloon was s fairly standard beige canvas, but it was the armouring that caught her eye first. The etched brass gleamed in the sunlight, flickering like a beacon in the scalding air. She knew that plating, but only from stories told by drunken skymen who spoke in awed tones of a ship that lived up to it's namesake; a ship piloted by the son of Gabriel.
Imogen lowered her binoculars and rubbed her eyes before taking a second look. Her heart picked up it's pace as she saw the beautifully monogrammed nameplate come into view as the TSS Magnificent drew into Forrest's docks. She squeaked in excitement, holing onto the metal beams to steady herself as she stared wide eyed and slack jawed as she watched a legend from her childhood fantasies dock right before her very eyes. Her heart was nearly breaking out of her chest and she scrambled to her feet, climbing quickly down the crane arm, sliding down the ladder and running towards the main boathouse, dodging other dock workers, completely lost n her thoughts; swept up in the fantastical machinations that flooded her mind. She had to get on this ship. Or at the very least meet the captain. She squealed once more as the thought of meeting Levi, son of Gabriel crossed her mind. This was quite possibly the best day of her life. Even better than when she had gotten her falcon, Brigid three years ago. She quietly apologized to Brigid in her head.
She saw the distant black dot of an incoming blimp and raised her tinted binoculars to her face, looking out through the scorching air trying to pick out the ship's details through the heat distortion. The first thing she could note was the size and her face fell slightly. Balloon was clearly at least a B and her father's cranes could only accompany a C at most. She watched it's slow, drifting decent towards town and could pick out more details as it came. The balloon was s fairly standard beige canvas, but it was the armouring that caught her eye first. The etched brass gleamed in the sunlight, flickering like a beacon in the scalding air. She knew that plating, but only from stories told by drunken skymen who spoke in awed tones of a ship that lived up to it's namesake; a ship piloted by the son of Gabriel.
Imogen lowered her binoculars and rubbed her eyes before taking a second look. Her heart picked up it's pace as she saw the beautifully monogrammed nameplate come into view as the TSS Magnificent drew into Forrest's docks. She squeaked in excitement, holing onto the metal beams to steady herself as she stared wide eyed and slack jawed as she watched a legend from her childhood fantasies dock right before her very eyes. Her heart was nearly breaking out of her chest and she scrambled to her feet, climbing quickly down the crane arm, sliding down the ladder and running towards the main boathouse, dodging other dock workers, completely lost n her thoughts; swept up in the fantastical machinations that flooded her mind. She had to get on this ship. Or at the very least meet the captain. She squealed once more as the thought of meeting Levi, son of Gabriel crossed her mind. This was quite possibly the best day of her life. Even better than when she had gotten her falcon, Brigid three years ago. She quietly apologized to Brigid in her head.
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Okay, excellent! I won't have access to my drawing tablet until later tonight, but I'll hop on my IC now and rough up a floorplan later. Thanks for the info!
Okay, excellent! I won't have access to my drawing tablet until later tonight, but I'll hop on my IC now and rough up a floorplan later. Thanks for the info!
@6slyboy6 Nice! Psyched that this is going. I only have a few questions to get a better sense of the world.
1) How are the ships classified and what are the classifications? ie: By balloon size, cabin size, capacity, engines, firepower, armour? Since sailing ships are classified by sail rigging I imagine that doesn't really carry over.
2) What are the denominations of currency and what is a rough conversion to dollars? Just so that I can get a sense of value.
3) Is there a floorplan for the Magnificence, if not would you mind if I made one?
4) Related to the previous; is there a worldmap? I'm a slut for maps is all.
Sorry to pester you, I just like to know things like that.
1) How are the ships classified and what are the classifications? ie: By balloon size, cabin size, capacity, engines, firepower, armour? Since sailing ships are classified by sail rigging I imagine that doesn't really carry over.
2) What are the denominations of currency and what is a rough conversion to dollars? Just so that I can get a sense of value.
3) Is there a floorplan for the Magnificence, if not would you mind if I made one?
4) Related to the previous; is there a worldmap? I'm a slut for maps is all.
Sorry to pester you, I just like to know things like that.
@6slyboy6
*ominous distant train whitsle*
Tis the end times! As foretold in prophecy, the hype train cometh!
*ominous distant train whitsle*
Tis the end times! As foretold in prophecy, the hype train cometh!
@Rick Sanchez
Moses shook her head apologetically.
"Myself also would like to returning to my ship, but I apologize, for from my knowing our location is mystery to everyone."
Moses shook her head apologetically.
"Myself also would like to returning to my ship, but I apologize, for from my knowing our location is mystery to everyone."
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