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Turns out, suits CAN look pretty great... I should also thank whoever drew this fanart, cuz they're a g*dd*mn hero. cdn.discordapp.com/attachme…
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Turns out, suits CAN look pretty great... I should also thank whoever drew this fanart, cuz they're a g*dd*mn hero. cdn.discordapp.com/attachme…
Each army gets 50 tokens, each representing 10 soldiers, for a total of 500 footsoldiers. Then, each player gets 5 generals responsible for leading the soldiers, and one hero to rule the entirety of the group.
Right. Feel free to have a look, but please don't post if you're not me. If anything in here seems interesting or like something you'd want to use, let me know and we'll try to work something out. (My expectation is I'll post many things here that I'd also love to play myself.)
@Medjedovic@TheFake After a good while of chatting, walking and almost freezing to death in the metal suit, Rook had reached the town with Node. He was certainly not a feeble man, but even the warmth of the sun seemed unable to defeat Hokkaido's frozen terrain. Tough as he was, there would be no avoiding a cold for him, but at least he managed the town before suffering hypothermia. It'd be best for him to get inside as soon as possible, but the locals looked rightfully distrusting of the man in full plate.
In the town, there were plenty of public buildings, but moving around was going to be difficult due to the less-than-subtle presence of Rook in his armor. The duo could barely take three steps into the town before a woman, of approximately 50 years approached them. "Oi! What's your business here, stranger?" Alongside the woman a few other people slowly gathered. People started riling each other up and mumblings like "You better not be planning something." and "Someone like that can't be up to any good." started to form in the crowd. They definitely seemed on edge, but it was not hard to figure out they expected Rook to be up to something.
Node, meanwhile, received little to no glances of suspicion, in fact, she was almost ignored entirely. Node could probably walk away without any real effort, but since she was wearing his cloak, she was faring a lot better in the cold than the knight himself.
Aomori
@LazyJustice@Progenitus Frowning slightly upon the fallen angel's introduction, the jester sighed. "I know what you do, don't try to make me the bad guy in this. As for a name, no matter how much I'd like to give you one, I am unfit to wield it. Instead, please refer to me as a jester, for it is the closest description of who I am now."
As Anathea introduced herself and turned to him, the 'clown' slipped a small notebook out of his sleeve and wrote down a few things while she spoke. He nodded boredly while she asked her questions in long-drawn sentences, eliciting a yawn before the end of it. When she eventually finished, the jester closed the notebook shut with a loud clap. First of all, I'm not a clown, I do not make my living in the circus. I am a jester, which means that I mock and jest, and you, young lady, are very suited to be mocked right now. One does not make a feeble attempt at insult before expecting information, it is inefficient as you'll drive the person you're questioning to be unwilling to answer.
The jester's mask warped into a smug grin. "Of course, as such a benevolent host, I'll still be so kind as to answer your pitiful questions... Perhaps." The jester emphasized each word the praised himself or mocked his opponent, clearly trying to draw out some reaction. "While it is true that this world isn't a beatly mess like your own, it isn't entirely without merit. The few people who think like you have mostly ended up as stains on the street, after throwing themselves from a high building. Any lack of purpose you'll find stems from yourself, purpose is something one grants oneself here."
Agonizingly slowly, the jester spoke his next sentence. "As for your brother..." His mask briefly turned contemplative, but soon returned to the sadistic grin. "Who knows? I'm sure he's having a blast right now, so why don't you relax a little, too. No need to be shy, we're all friends here, after all. Get to know your partner here, make some new friends, find the ones who dictated your fates, have a good time in general, that kind of thing."
After barely a moment, the jester hit his fist into an open palm in a gesture of mock-surprise. "Don't tell me, you still rely on your older brother, despite being old enough to be expected to be independent? That's adorable! Frankly, he kind of has to be south of here, since we're pretty much to the northern end of Japan, well, there's also Hokkaido, but that place doesn't matter, does it?" It was just a little too clear, everything from the way the jester spoke, to his body language, it all indicated he was trying to hide something.
@Bishop@RawkHawk64 Wolves are pretty sweet. Hope you weren't riding the game on the desert empire. Anyway, both of you, let's get a picture and then let's get this started!
@TheFake@Medjedovic So beside Rook slowly freezing to death, (or well, until he has a cold, maybe) do you guys need me to give you an entry post to the town, or do you guys want to chatter along, first?
@Dezuel@Altasaire Wynther and Dezuel found themselves in complete darkness, nothing to see or find. That is, until a flashlight turned on and revealed a creepy mask, painted with an equally sinister smile. The person behind the mask could be heard inhaling and then exhaling deeply. after this, a bright pink light filled the area, allowing the boys to see each other and their surroundings. The source of the pink light, seemed to be a large pink bundle of something hair-like on top of the joker's large, flamboyant hat, certainly this only added to the flamboyency of the hat. The group appeared to be in a limestone cave, standing beside a small (underground) lake.
"Welcome"
The clown's voice echoed through the cave, brimming with apparent confidence. "Beautiful place, this, isn't it? It's actually a popular tourist spot as well, though entry is normally forbiddden at this time of day. Now, this cave is roughly half a kilometre long, and this is the far end as you can see. Which means you'll have some hiking to do. Why would you get out of here in the first place? Where are we? Good questions left unasked! The jester chuckled at his own joke. "This, is Japan, a well-populated island with a lot of beautiful places, but more importantly, you are currently in the world of your 'gods'; those who created your world and dictated your fates. All horror, bloodshed and tragedy is their fault. But don't get me wrong, all happiness is also their doing. Twisted isn't it? But fret not, no matter what it is you think you should do with them, you can do it now. You're no longer under their control, and you are in their world, you could simply walk up to them and tell them you hate them. Alternatively, you could not do that, perks of freedom and all that. Either way, I strongly suggest that meeting the one who created you, your 'parent' if you will."
The jester had put emphasis on the word 'parent', and his smile grew wicked as he did so. Then, the clown slid their hand under it and revealed a watch around a feminine wrist. "It seems you have one hour until people start arriving, better get going." He put down the flashlight in front of the pair and with a deep breath, the pink light once more faded. The only light left was the light the flashlight emitted, rendering most of the area invisible again. Under the guise of this darkness, the joker hovered backwards, before coming to a standstill above the middle of the underground lake.
Aomori
@LazyJustice@Progenitus Anathea's voice firmly sounded across the deserted courtyard she now found herself in. From the looks of it, she had appeared near an old japanese castle, specifically in front of a moat filled with cherry blossom petals to the point where the water underneath was completely covered. She wasn't alone, but something surely had gone wrong, as neither of the people with her was her brother. Instead, she had appeared beside a joker-like figure and a shady-looking man with a distorted shadow. The clown seemed to be the least fazed among the members of the group, in fact, he looked rather comfortable and he even had a tea-set laid out in front of him. Before long before he spoke up.
"Welcome, welcome. How nice of you to join us today. How are you doing, are you enjoying this lovely weather?" On cue, a gentle breeze blew through the courtyard. "Let's move on to the main topic now that everything is ready. You might wonder why you're here right now, despite being somewhere else a mere momen ago? The answer is irrelevant, but the result is crucial. Because you are here now, you are no longer bound by fate, this--" the jester spread his arms and turned a full circle, effectively gesturing all around him. "--this is the world in which your 'gods' live, the ones who created you and put you through countless ordeals, and you can simply stand on their doorstep and knock on their door. Of course, what you do after that is your own concern. Perhaps you can make them change your world, or perhaps you have justice to deliver. For now, I suggest you go find them and do what must be done."
The clown sat down on his knees and picked up a cup, gently sipping his tea now that he was once more done with his speech. There were 3 cups in total, but it was less than certain they'd be welcome to pick up one, seeing he had just told them off.
Going to progress the scene since it's been more than a week since you were even online, Dargus. I'd appreciate it if you'd at least tell us you're going somewhere beforehand, so that we know you'll be gone for a while. Thanks in advance.
The jester smiled at Kira's question. "Surprisingly, you're the first to ask. The year is 2018, which I believe is roughly a decade before your timeline. The dam is fine, though." After answering the question, the jester escorted Kira and Rika through the city's back alleys. The few people at he harbor had decided to ignore them as they left, and few people beside those even noticed the group. The only holdup was a small group of fangirls approaching the group, wanting to take a picture with the "cosplayers".
A few minutes of walking later, the group arrived at an onsen that seemed hopelessly out of place as it was built in the classic japanese style, despite being surrounded only by modern buildings. While the jester assured them it was a luxurious and popular place, the lack of customers didn't help that claim, though that could be because it was early in the morning. The jester entered an area labeled 'Employees only' and gestured for Rika and Kira to follow. It turned out to be a break-room of sorts, with a wooden floor, a large table, a few chairs and a row of two-metre tall lockers. The jester approached one that had a wooden ornament resembling their mask on it, opened it and revealed a thin staircase inside.
"Almost there." The jester said, leading them down the stairs into an odd, almost laboratory-like room. Unlike the rest of the onsen, the walls, the ground and even the ceiling were made of stone. In the middle of the room was a large cylindrical machine, resembling some kind of pod, but it was covered by a metal shutter. Placing himself between the group and the machine, the jester gestured towards a door on one side of the square room. "You can get changed in there, pick any outfit you like. Towels are in the cabinet next to the couch."
Inside the room stood several closets, covering all the walls entirely, true to the jester's words, this was quite definitely a changing room. And the couches in the middle of the room seemed rather comfortable, too. cabinet weren't just towels, but also several ties and cans of bodyspray. In the closets were lines of both formal and informal clothing. Business suits, shirts, sweaters, jackets, jeans, pantalons, sweatpants, the jester's collection included a little bit of everything and most things in several different colors. Oddly enough, rahter than just inconspicuous outfits, there were even some stranger outfits, including something that couldn't be much other than a mage's robes.
The jester's voice could be heard from outside the room. "Hurry up changing. I'll have something waiting for you in break room."
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