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A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Yang @Restalaan Haley@PaulHaynek

If everyone got their decisions in, Ozzy was intent on atleast meeting those he hadn't had a chance to speak to. The new gentleman, the alarune, the Hobgoblin, he barely got an exchange with Titanica, and wanted to apologize to Morgan, but a concerned guild mate pretty much shut that down.

"RAARWWP!?!"

Ozzy sqwauked being taken from behind by Yang. He wasn't exactly expecting to be suddenly assaulted, but he figured he was going to get a little backlash for his decision. He knew not to get involved after the fight yesterday but he had his reasons.

Still in that moment, Yang would realize just how light Ozzy was, and kind of reactionary. He flapped his wings, kicked his legs which while stylized as boots were actually very sharp looking claws. Thankfully no one was infront of him. He even took Yang off her feet and a foot into the air. He finally got a hold of himself and she challenged him, but he had no intent on hurting his comrade even as she tightened it.

"Hear me out!" he said, trying to use his greatest and sharpest weapon, reason. "We all agreed that the Varajan is going to come whether we want them or not. I'm not going to pretend I know the whole story, so that's why I want to take this mission! I want to see what has been done, and what can be done. Mostly, I want to try and stop it! I know it seems stupid and naive, but its things like this senseless war my family is striving to end. I don't intend to hurt anyone. Varajan or liberator. But maybe if I can find someway to limit the bloodshed. If I can do something, even if its just keeping one person from getting hurt, its worth the risk. I know its not my fight, and I'm not trying to, there's got to be a better way."

Hearing Haley not exactly help the situation discouraged Ozzy even more. "You didnt have to put it like that."

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Tales in Elysia: a 1x1 Interest Check for a Sci-Fantasy

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A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

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No worries, Yang is gonna help Ozzy out.

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Tales in Elysia: a 1x1 Interest Check for a Sci-Fantasy

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Tales in Elysia: The Marauders (Western Sci - Fantasy)

M made a sound at the convening group. It sounded something like a grunt, a snort, or a short laugh. "More of me to love." The power armor clad gaseous creature was already overriding the elevator to take them through the emergency lift. Go from the top to the bottom now, though with the six of them, it was going to be crowded.

Ross having essentially got all hot and bothered by performing emergency surgery, touching things that ought not be touched in a nonsterile environment, and talking about enhancements on the beserker that was Skyldig she was ready to look for her next victim, seeing that Zephyr and Ryteb had crashed landed, and actually aimed for the top of the building. How nice of Ryteb not to go completely off on his own for a change. The little medic had that cut you open eyes a glow when she saw them. "Have fun boys? Anything contusions, breaks, or lacerations I should know about." Her fingers already twitching in their insect like spidery ways.

Ross' bot did its thing, already sending pulses waves through the core of the building, following along its support struts and over its walls. As soon as it touched down it was making a digital 3D map of the whole building, looking for areas that would be the server room. Malkan's device continued its jamming, and feeding every thing spoken on the buildings vox to funnel it right into the Molotov.

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On the ship, Fido was filtering out the information, clearing up the chaff and monitoring all the lines.

"Getting awfully quiet back there!" The captain said, the controls being held and bobbed. No way she would risk autopilot this close to a building with potential anti air in the vicinity. "Speak Fido."

"Schematics computed. Uploading floor plan."

All of the Marauder's computers chimed with a full readout of the building, a shared interface for everyone to navigate by.

"Ataboy. Head on down to floor 45. That's our best bet. And theres a secondary loading dock one level below." That was convenient.

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There was a spark and the elevator began to slowly descend. M shoulder his plasma cannon and swung an arm. "Done. Come on." The elevator shaft meant for cargo and emergency workers descended, anyone late could simply drop down from above.

The descent was slow going from five hundred feet up and as they descended, Fido kept feeding them the radio chatter.

"Fall back to Level 46. We have a Cargo Freighter incoming two minutes! All personal, to Dock 46. Evacuate on that Freighter, on the double!"

"Captain, I'm reading no power on the server room, they must have backed everything up on the Hard Code."

"Which means its probably going to be on that next ship out of here. Shit."

"We've got unauthorized use of the maintenance elevator!" "Barricade the access points!"

Looks like they're going to be dealing with another welcome party, and this time they didn't have the element of surprise... or did they?

Example of the Administrative Office Hallways the elevator will open up in

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Ozzy may have made a fatal mistake :P

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Last night was thrilling. Despite his embarrassing behavior his companions didn't seem to mind his antics and he felt much better when things settled down. Titanica was the star of the evening and Ozzy spent it observing, trying to memorize things to place in his journal.

Two legendary kaiju in the same place. He could become a paragon of scholarly pursuits at such a find.

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Next morning, all good mornings and checking over his gear, making sure to give everyone a wave that he passed, though he had no met the new comers just yet. He was actually hoping to get better acquainted with that demon from last night... and Titanica. He still felt silly how he treated Morgan, he'd have to apologize when he saw her.

Haley laid out the jobs for all, and Ozzy was inspired from his success from yesterday, and read each with determination. All of them were great for him, though he was loath to face Ian again, odd one.

Still something truly nagged at him. "Varjans again..." he tapped his claw on the wooden floor as he crossed his arms. Was this it? Was he going to get involved. He was a member of the guild so he was already involved, and yesterday was when he felt just a mere hint at the problems of the country. The Varjan invasion will surely make thing difficult, not only for the guild, but for good folks everywhere. He needed a better perspective on it. He needed to gather information and find some way to keep things from getting worse. Its what the dream of the Embassy was made for.

He put his hand down. "L-L-Liberation at any Price." He lost a lot of confidence announcing it on the board and before finishing his head was already down, and trembling. He just signed himself up to be a part of a war. "I can be--- discreet..."

TAP - A Romantic Vacation [High-Casual]

Interacting with: @eclecticwitch

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"I'm certainly vibrating," she said, injecting herself into the conversation as she often did so naturally. "More with excitement. Think of all the places we get to go, stuff to do, and with someone who will become our most favorite person in the world! It's thrilling. Like a roller coaster ride! It's absolutely magical, I think." She sipped from her glass and grinned before setting it down and offering her hands to both of them. "Noemi."

Jacob was rather thrilled his rather meager and measly attempts at breaking the ice were not completely in vain. Someone did decide to reply to him in a way that he couldn't help but find not only charming but incredibly easy to reply to. He caught her eyes, pretty cute with a bundle of bushy hair. Yes, definitely easy to talk too.

She already had her drink so he wasn't going to open on that and she did all the hard work, offering him her hand. He took it, he didn't shake it, instead merely holding it within his firm hands. "When you put it that way, maybe its not so terrifying. I appreciate a friendly face." he gave her a big grin, pearly whites gleaming back. One of his best features. "Noemi. Jacob." He introduced himself then, released her hand. "Aside from the oh so elusive favorite person we're all looking for; what kind of places are you thinking this trip will bring us, Noemi." He leaned his back against the bar as he looked out over the crowd, the room, admiring the efforts and the splendor.

"I'm hoping we see some kind of castle. Like the ones in Scotland or central Europe. Somehow, I hope it looks more wondrous then this. That would be magical." He thought to himself out loud before looking back to her for her answer. "I actually didn't really know how to pack for it, so I got a little bit of everything." It made him look a little less confident but he had a semblance of truth to it.

The Sanctuary

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Mirithal ended up 'sleeping' among the enchanted gardens, he lost his masculine form and instead looked like a regular tree with odd features. He feasted on the green magics of the sanctuary that fed through the garden. It was engorging, filling it with so much essence of life and wood. It was going to be a day of showering apples and lingering scents of flowers. The Veirdish had not fed on such powers for an age. It awoke with an invigoration. It would not need such food for some days, depending upon whether it used its spells.

The trunk unraveled from itself, most of its form still stationary within its room. This time it tried to take a new form. It would need to test several. It needed to know which one would allow it to fit in among the softbarks. It decided to go for something more feminine, building layers on its hips and chest and fill out its chest. It shed the horns for layering scales of leaves and chips for hair. It stepped from the garden plot, a green yellow woman seemingly wearing a simple and conservative dress of fronds.

It looked at the gardens one last time before leaving them. Another day, it had little to do save find Tania, but it would still like to meet others. It remembered that the mess hall might be a place to meet with other residents of the Sanctuary, but she got only a few yards within the Sanctuary proper and stopped at a door before she looked at it with a long drawn out pause.

Was this the door she went through to get to the garden? Should she go to another door? She couldnt find the mess hall yesterday. So there this woman of bark and leaves stood. A walkway on the exterior that led to the gardens and the other points around the keep, trying to figure out how to navigate this strange carved mountain.