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10 yrs ago
Might be a few days before I can reply to everyone, I apologize. Moving 250 miles for an internship this weekend and I start tomorrow, but I'll get to everyone ASAP!
10 yrs ago
Stay trippy, little hippie.
10 yrs ago
Why must autocorrect ruin things in a way that is not even correct?
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Let's show them our hearts, and then show them theirs. - DAO
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10 yrs ago
Back from Christmas and New Year festivities, finally getting back to responding to all roleplays. Bear with me.
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@Gate Keeper Same here. I might get generous if I win though, might send each of you a personal letter of request to join the inquisition with a complementary miniature kraken figurine and inquisition trinket.
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So who else has their fingers crossed for this powerball lottery tonight? o.o
The sight of the two rampaging Templars threw Erika into high gear. The rest of the world fell silent except for the almost calming thunk of the raindrops that were hitting her now exposed head as she pulled an arrow from the quiver on her back, drawing her bowstring in one swift and mechanical motion.
One, two... swoosh. The first arrow whirred from Erika's cheek and found the large brute's hand as it swung it's blade, pinning it deep against the cold wall of the cave. The scream that followed was silenced not half a second later when the second arrow found the exposed neck of the man, rendering him mute as he gargled on his own blood. This, of course, sent the other man into a fury as now two of his companions lie in piles of their own blood at his feet.
"Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast, you bastard." Erika notched her bow one last time and sent the arrow flying just as the Templar was raising his hammer to strike at Flint. The arrow lodged in the man's shoulder, between the thick plates of Templar armor that he wore. It wasn't a deadly blow, but a crippling one. Long enough for Flint to hopefully get the Gaatlok ready to blow before the rest of the brigade came in and tore them to shreds.
"Any day now, Sparky!" Erika called out, but instead of some snide comment she was met with Flint running towards her arms waving, so she took the hint to hit the deck. The resulting explosion left a ringing in her ears, and a slight pounding in her head. Well, the whole of Thedas probably knew they were here now. Bits of gravel joined in the rain and showered down around them, but when Erika turned around to look, she witnessed that whatever Templars that would have been in pursuit were now trapped in that cave, as the whole entrance was collapsed in a pile of rubble.
"Well done, Flint." Erika said with a sigh. She stood, brushing herself off. It took a moment for her to see straight, the ringing in her ears messing with her balance. Once she regained her composure, she saw just how much damage the explosion really had done. True, it had served its purpose in trapping the Templars in that cave for the time being. However, it had also managed to blow a big enough hole to open up a completely different entrance to what appeared to be a separate tunnel system.
"Would you look at that, it appears we've done some re-routing of the Storm Coast. I'm sure Leliana will be pleased to hear that in the report." Erika said sarcastically. Her gaze traveled upwards to the sky. While it was hard to tell with all of the cloud cover from the constant storm, they had already fallen behind schedule. There was supposed to be at least one other inquisition member joining them closer to the mining operation, but Erika did not know exactly when they would be arriving.
"Well, seems like this is as good a shot as any since we blew up our last backdoor entrance. Shall we?"
@Tuxedo Fox
One, two... swoosh. The first arrow whirred from Erika's cheek and found the large brute's hand as it swung it's blade, pinning it deep against the cold wall of the cave. The scream that followed was silenced not half a second later when the second arrow found the exposed neck of the man, rendering him mute as he gargled on his own blood. This, of course, sent the other man into a fury as now two of his companions lie in piles of their own blood at his feet.
"Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast, you bastard." Erika notched her bow one last time and sent the arrow flying just as the Templar was raising his hammer to strike at Flint. The arrow lodged in the man's shoulder, between the thick plates of Templar armor that he wore. It wasn't a deadly blow, but a crippling one. Long enough for Flint to hopefully get the Gaatlok ready to blow before the rest of the brigade came in and tore them to shreds.
"Any day now, Sparky!" Erika called out, but instead of some snide comment she was met with Flint running towards her arms waving, so she took the hint to hit the deck. The resulting explosion left a ringing in her ears, and a slight pounding in her head. Well, the whole of Thedas probably knew they were here now. Bits of gravel joined in the rain and showered down around them, but when Erika turned around to look, she witnessed that whatever Templars that would have been in pursuit were now trapped in that cave, as the whole entrance was collapsed in a pile of rubble.
"Well done, Flint." Erika said with a sigh. She stood, brushing herself off. It took a moment for her to see straight, the ringing in her ears messing with her balance. Once she regained her composure, she saw just how much damage the explosion really had done. True, it had served its purpose in trapping the Templars in that cave for the time being. However, it had also managed to blow a big enough hole to open up a completely different entrance to what appeared to be a separate tunnel system.
"Would you look at that, it appears we've done some re-routing of the Storm Coast. I'm sure Leliana will be pleased to hear that in the report." Erika said sarcastically. Her gaze traveled upwards to the sky. While it was hard to tell with all of the cloud cover from the constant storm, they had already fallen behind schedule. There was supposed to be at least one other inquisition member joining them closer to the mining operation, but Erika did not know exactly when they would be arriving.
"Well, seems like this is as good a shot as any since we blew up our last backdoor entrance. Shall we?"
@Tuxedo Fox
"Noted." Kasai replied when Avani claimed herself as the crazy ex-girlfriend. "But if I have to fight anyone off from trying to steal you away then so be it." She said with a smirk. Soon though, they were parking the motorcycle on the side of the road and Avani was motioning towards a house. It looked like a nice home, and Kasai entertained the thought of a tiny Avani running around barefoot causing a ruckus once upon a time.
That moment of daydreaming was interrupted when a herd of rambunctious children came crashing through the front door of the house, nearly taking the couple out in their treacherous path. Kasai blinked a few times and relaxed her tensed shoulders after the threat of being plowed down by the kids passed. Following Avani's gaze up, she was met with the first of her kin.
"Hi, I'm Kasai. Nice to meet you." She stuck her hand out to shake the cousin's hand, and then followed quietly inside. Thoughts of bolting out the door and escaping the horrid and unavoidable moments of awkwardness and judgement that were to come flashed through her mind ever so briefly. Why couldn't she be the supportive girlfriend? No, babe, don't worry! Everything will be fine, your family will love to see you and blah blah blah...
Unfortunately, whatever support she had to offer got left on the doormat. Kasai stood by idly as Avani reunited with her grandmother, a site that actually seemed to calm her nerves a bit over the whole situation. It was nice to see family bonds deep enough to forgive what seemed like timely wounds.
The calm that had found Kasai soon scurried away as Avani's grandmother turned attention onto her. However, she managed to put on a genuine smile and (hopefully) show as little nervousness as possible as she shook Ekta's hand.
"It's very nice to meet you, ma'am. You have a lovely home." Kasai said to the elderly woman before joining the others in taking a seat. "Don't worry, ma'am, I'll keep Avani here out of trouble," she said reassuringly. Well, she would try at least. Trouble seemed to find them.
Kasai thought the conversation was going fairly well so far. Slow, but steady. That is, until Ekta offered for the pair to take one of those with them. In that moment, Kasai's face was probably the same shade of red as a Fire Nation banner. She laughed nervously, smiling through it while she choked down the lump in her throat. It was quite comical, actually. She was glad Avani's family was humorous instead of austere, but that didn't make it any less painful or awkward for her. Still, she smiled when Ekta whispered to the two, having calmed from the immediate shock of the proposal.
"What a generous offer, what do you think?" Kasai looked at Avani with a grin. "I'm just kidding, I haven't even given any thought to children honestly." She said to Ekta, following her gaze out the window to the children who were playing outside. "Was Avani as boisterous as a kid?" She asked curiously. Well, it wasn't going to help to just sit here and act like a mute. Might as well get some good stories out of it. "I'd love to hear any embarrassing childhood stories that she'd never dream of mentioning."
That moment of daydreaming was interrupted when a herd of rambunctious children came crashing through the front door of the house, nearly taking the couple out in their treacherous path. Kasai blinked a few times and relaxed her tensed shoulders after the threat of being plowed down by the kids passed. Following Avani's gaze up, she was met with the first of her kin.
"Hi, I'm Kasai. Nice to meet you." She stuck her hand out to shake the cousin's hand, and then followed quietly inside. Thoughts of bolting out the door and escaping the horrid and unavoidable moments of awkwardness and judgement that were to come flashed through her mind ever so briefly. Why couldn't she be the supportive girlfriend? No, babe, don't worry! Everything will be fine, your family will love to see you and blah blah blah...
Unfortunately, whatever support she had to offer got left on the doormat. Kasai stood by idly as Avani reunited with her grandmother, a site that actually seemed to calm her nerves a bit over the whole situation. It was nice to see family bonds deep enough to forgive what seemed like timely wounds.
The calm that had found Kasai soon scurried away as Avani's grandmother turned attention onto her. However, she managed to put on a genuine smile and (hopefully) show as little nervousness as possible as she shook Ekta's hand.
"It's very nice to meet you, ma'am. You have a lovely home." Kasai said to the elderly woman before joining the others in taking a seat. "Don't worry, ma'am, I'll keep Avani here out of trouble," she said reassuringly. Well, she would try at least. Trouble seemed to find them.
Kasai thought the conversation was going fairly well so far. Slow, but steady. That is, until Ekta offered for the pair to take one of those with them. In that moment, Kasai's face was probably the same shade of red as a Fire Nation banner. She laughed nervously, smiling through it while she choked down the lump in her throat. It was quite comical, actually. She was glad Avani's family was humorous instead of austere, but that didn't make it any less painful or awkward for her. Still, she smiled when Ekta whispered to the two, having calmed from the immediate shock of the proposal.
"What a generous offer, what do you think?" Kasai looked at Avani with a grin. "I'm just kidding, I haven't even given any thought to children honestly." She said to Ekta, following her gaze out the window to the children who were playing outside. "Was Avani as boisterous as a kid?" She asked curiously. Well, it wasn't going to help to just sit here and act like a mute. Might as well get some good stories out of it. "I'd love to hear any embarrassing childhood stories that she'd never dream of mentioning."
@vFear your character sheet looks excellent as well, glad to see some diversity among all of the characters. Will be interesting to see how we will be able to bring them all under one umbrella. As soon as Fox gives you the green light, feel free to post to the character section.
@Pundii Looks great to me! Once @Tuxedo Fox gives it the OK, you can post it to the Character section and then get to work on an IC post. You can start thinking now on how you'd like to incorporate them into the plot and if you need any help just let us know.
"Ah, of course you packed enough powder to blow us to the Hinterlands." Erika replied with a light laugh. "Well, keep it handy. We may need your pyrotechnic expertise after all." She said. Erika was more than relieved to have made it to the nearby cave, safe from the everlasting pounding of the raindrops outside. It was almost like torture, being that cold and wet. She had to admit, it was impressive Flint held his ground for so long without escaping into one of these tunnels himself while he was waiting on her.
Suddenly, a sickening laughter came bellowing off the walls of the cavern at the pair. Erika turned and had an arrow notched in her bow in an instant, her stance was offensive and quiet as she moved to the far wall of the cave. Unfortunately, the cloud cover outside left little light to flood the cave, and she soon realized her bow may not be of much service to her, no matter how good of a shot she was. If she couldn't see, she couldn't guarantee the shot.
Instead, her hands swapped out the long bow for the dagger at her hip, which she brought up in a defensive motion just as the source of the ill cackle came rounding the corner of the stone walls around them. He had the benefit of a Templar's uniform, shrouded in metal head to toe except for the helmet which he was lacking. In a few swift motions, Erika moved her dagger across the trained weak spots in the armor, ending with a final stab to the throat. Poor sap barely saw it coming.
Blood trickled down the shiny metal of the Templar's armor, from the wrists and elbows where the assassin's dagger had slipped through the joints in the steel to find the veins that lie in the flesh beneath. The body slumped against the cold damp wall, a soft ching sound as it did.
Erika turned to Flint with a look of relief on her face, but as she went to open her mouth to say something (a smartass comment, no doubt), the reverberating sound of footsteps could be heard echoing towards them from further down the tunnel. A lot of them.
"Tarek?!" A voice called out. But Tarek wouldn't be answering them.
The bard's eyes widened and she looked at her comrade. There was little chance they could take on the lot of them if they were jacked up on lyrium or worse. Not without any backup at least.
"I don't suppose you have that Gaatlok you were talking about earlier handy, do ya?" Erika said with a bit of humor in her voice. "Subtlety is overrated, anyway." She said with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. There was one thing for sure, they weren't going to fare well in this dark cave if a handful of Templar's wanted revenge for poor ol' Tarek there. At the very least, they needed to take the fight outside. Of course, blowing the cave and trapping them all underneath piles of rubble wasn't a bad option either.
"C'mon, we're about to have company. And not the kind who shares their tea." Erika said before quickly exiting the cave, drawing her bow from her back again as she made her way out. "I'll cover you while you set the powder, go on then Flint. Just try not to blow your eyebrows off."
Suddenly, a sickening laughter came bellowing off the walls of the cavern at the pair. Erika turned and had an arrow notched in her bow in an instant, her stance was offensive and quiet as she moved to the far wall of the cave. Unfortunately, the cloud cover outside left little light to flood the cave, and she soon realized her bow may not be of much service to her, no matter how good of a shot she was. If she couldn't see, she couldn't guarantee the shot.
Instead, her hands swapped out the long bow for the dagger at her hip, which she brought up in a defensive motion just as the source of the ill cackle came rounding the corner of the stone walls around them. He had the benefit of a Templar's uniform, shrouded in metal head to toe except for the helmet which he was lacking. In a few swift motions, Erika moved her dagger across the trained weak spots in the armor, ending with a final stab to the throat. Poor sap barely saw it coming.
Blood trickled down the shiny metal of the Templar's armor, from the wrists and elbows where the assassin's dagger had slipped through the joints in the steel to find the veins that lie in the flesh beneath. The body slumped against the cold damp wall, a soft ching sound as it did.
Erika turned to Flint with a look of relief on her face, but as she went to open her mouth to say something (a smartass comment, no doubt), the reverberating sound of footsteps could be heard echoing towards them from further down the tunnel. A lot of them.
"Tarek?!" A voice called out. But Tarek wouldn't be answering them.
The bard's eyes widened and she looked at her comrade. There was little chance they could take on the lot of them if they were jacked up on lyrium or worse. Not without any backup at least.
"I don't suppose you have that Gaatlok you were talking about earlier handy, do ya?" Erika said with a bit of humor in her voice. "Subtlety is overrated, anyway." She said with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. There was one thing for sure, they weren't going to fare well in this dark cave if a handful of Templar's wanted revenge for poor ol' Tarek there. At the very least, they needed to take the fight outside. Of course, blowing the cave and trapping them all underneath piles of rubble wasn't a bad option either.
"C'mon, we're about to have company. And not the kind who shares their tea." Erika said before quickly exiting the cave, drawing her bow from her back again as she made her way out. "I'll cover you while you set the powder, go on then Flint. Just try not to blow your eyebrows off."
If you are going to do a reboot I'd be interested in following over. I just recently moved back to college this weekend and have slowly started replying to rps, this was next on my list but if it's being folded then I would just appreciate being kept in the loop about a reboot. I'll help out if I can too. @21308
Kassey tried to conceal her grin when Riley asked that she and Cassandra follow her for a bit. She knew this probably had to do with the prank that they had talked about pulling earlier, so she didn't want to seem to excited and give away anything to anyone else who was sitting around the bonfire. "Sure, Ri. Right behind ya."
She followed along with Cassie until they were making their way into the woods. It was all getting a little creepy, especially after two more shadows appeared a little ways ahead of them between the trees. Riley kept approaching, though, so Kassey followed along. She assumed this must be someone she knew, and when they got close enough and the reunion started happening she found out she was right. Watching patiently, she let the pleasantries take place while she waited to find out what all their prank would entail and who would be doing what. Away from the fire, the woods held a bit of a chill as the breeze swept between the limbs.
She followed along with Cassie until they were making their way into the woods. It was all getting a little creepy, especially after two more shadows appeared a little ways ahead of them between the trees. Riley kept approaching, though, so Kassey followed along. She assumed this must be someone she knew, and when they got close enough and the reunion started happening she found out she was right. Watching patiently, she let the pleasantries take place while she waited to find out what all their prank would entail and who would be doing what. Away from the fire, the woods held a bit of a chill as the breeze swept between the limbs.
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