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7 yrs ago
Current If I owe you a post, it's coming! Been a very busy week but finally settling down!
7 yrs ago
The adult in me says sleep, the kid in me wants to play NieR. The kid's winning D:
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7 yrs ago
youtube.com/watch?v=7RzA_Oom.. All of my yes. Love this theme <3
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7 yrs ago
If you've not had a chance to watch "Your Name" yet, highly recommend!
7 yrs ago
If I owe you a post expect replies tomorrow. Been up since 4 am today, barely keeping myself from drooling in a bucket! x_x

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Hey guys, sorry for the lapse in communication or lack of posting.

With the long weekend here I'll be getting a post out for everyone. I'm also throwing together an outline (finalized version), and I'll be happy to share some stuff with anyone who wants to have some idea about where we're going, so you can plan your ideas around major points.

Again, apologies, we'll be trucking along again this weekend!
"That wasn't my intent..." She'd spoken poorly and Viral was upset. 'Blunt force' made him seem brutish; Sasha tried to imply that Viral's method of attack was direct. Taking Viral's arm she carefully pressed down, relieving tension along the limb. "I'm thinking of how to fight you based on what we've been told. Not as an enemy," she clarified quickly, looking up to meet Viral's gaze, "As an ally, for sparring. The way some of the people describe your and your fighting style... Well, it makes you seem like a top-heavy brute." Saying it aloud made her cringe and she shook her head. She'd been an idiot to rely on clearly biased information, but then it was all she'd been given.

Sasha pat Viral's arm before letting it go. "I think we can be finished with our sparring. Sorry I ruined it for you," she said, glancing at her brother and smiling, exasperated. "Besides, Ricken's going to try and show off until he collapses, remind you of anyone?" Kids wanting to prove themselves as the greatest seemed to pop up everywhere. It was no small wonder her brother and the Prince always knocked heads. By now Vegeta had finished his session, leaving only Ricken and his partner, stubbornly trying to outlast one another.

"Maybe it's not my place to say this, but... Just keep trying to prove Korian wrong. Once you stop trying you let people label you, and that's that. Nothing you can do will change it." Sasha smiled in amusement and glanced at Viral from the corner of her eye. "On our home world I was considered a bit of a bully. Though I only ever fought kids who were mean to Ricken. They called me all kinds of things and I let them, because if they were afraid of me, they wouldn't mess with him." She sighed and shook her head, watching as her brother finally won his match. The way he grinned and loomed over his partner you would think he'd just climbed the tallest mountain on Uuonoe. "I let it stick because it's what I wanted, and it worked for me. But you clearly don't want that... So just keep proving him wrong. He can say whatever he wants, but it only means anything if you let him be right."

Sasha returned to join Ricken - a good swat to the back of his head stopped his bickering. Vegeta took that opportunity to return to Viral, shaking his head and rubbing at his shoulder. "I figured I was out of practice, but hell that was a mess. How did your session with Sasha go?" Not great from the looks of things. Was it wrong he was secretly glad she'd been paired against Viral instead? He'd lost to the alien, and he was positive Viral was leagues more dangerous than the alien was. Ignoring Leto as he began some triumphant speech on a job well done, Vegeta turned to Viral and smiled faintly. "Be honest with me: do you even want to train the troops? I feel like you're again being forced into a role you may not want."
I more mean that some animals may exhibit magic abilities, not that things necessarily become magical out of nowhere.
@Raylah I dropped the ball here, so apologies on that! I generally play the plot-card close to my chest, but that just leads to more problems than ever, so I'll try being a bit more transparent!

@TaroAndSelia Basically, think of it this way: the further from major settlements you get, the less protection there is. Less patrols, less rounds of making sure the area is safe, and less guard posts along the way. So the world, or the kingdom if you want to talk smaller terms, has beasts everywhere, but their prevalence varies depending on WHERE you are. Near cities it'd be more common to find minor creatures, or more "natural" animals.

If we're talking in the realm of like... Gryphons, just since you used that as an example, they're likely not hanging around cities or major towns - they'd be deemed a threat and killed pretty quickly. Humans (just using the broad term here for the sake of convenience) are the dominant species.

As for the magic of the beasts, its safe to assume mythological creatures have SOME "magical" qualities to them. And there is a system in the world for that, since right now we have it that only Magi can use them. If you think about the criteria for what makes someone a Magi - outside of being born one, obviously, you can begin to guess at what species of beasts might have some type of magical ability.
@Shylarah Their journey would be even longer if they stopped on the way there, and they have injured. Plus if its midday why would they stop and set up camp, even after say... 2 or 3 hours?
I can try and put it this way:

The plan, as it stands, is they're making it to the town in one go. They'll spend the evening there, and return early the next day with help. The group on the beach can make it one night, they'll be fine.

There's plenty of leeway between all of that, which should give both @Mogtaki and @Shylarah more than enough time to make their entrances.

Which unfortunately does mean I'll need @Raylah to retcon her post and get rid of the camping bit. The tiger encounter is fine - but setting up camp when they really aren't that far from the site seems odd. If it helps for a time reference, imagine its midday.
@Raylah So my bad on the PM thing, Ray. I had sent you something, but I wonder if with RPG being wonky as of late it didn't send. No idea, but my bad!

I'll say this for now as a general rule: Leave the timeskipping to me, unless you (meaning anyone else involved in the RP) wants to skip for something. I'm totally fine with people adding stuff/doing little sub-plots, but just run ideas by me so we can mix it in to the overall story :) Otherwise things get a bit disjointed and stuff starts to overlap.
"Well sure, most of our people are able to use Ki, or magic to fly. But uh... You don't fly," Sasha pointed out with a shrug, "Seems like a little overkill to show that off." If this were a legitimate fight against an opponent then she'd definitely make use of it; Viral was no opponent, and after how he'd reacted to her using magic - even if he had calmed down, she'd rather not press her luck. He didn't seem impressed from that little display, and to be fair, she couldn't blame him. It was a simple series of moves most learned in their first few years, the equivalent of a friendly sparring session. Putting up her fists again, Sasha lowered her stance and immediately tried to throw a block when Viral came at her again. She expected a punch, some kind of strike, and was caught off guard instead when he grabbed her shirt. He stopped mercifully short of driving his knee into her stomach; nearly being knocked to the ground then and being thrown was just icing on the cake.

"I do too, but I tend to do it a little bit differently than you might. You rely on blunt force, right?" Trying to correct herself and make sure no misunderstanding was had, Sasha quickly amended that. "I mean you use powerful strikes to overwhelm your opponent. It works, obviously, but there's other ways to take someone down too. Here, I'll show you." From a first glance, Viral's physical self was mostly identical to that of her and Ricken. So, in theory, the same kind of strikes should work on him. Stepping in again after Viral she started with a simple chop at his neck, which he blocked as she'd hoped. Sasha smirked and grabbed Viral's arm, pulling herself closer and turning as if to flip him again; she reached back instead, using his shoulders to lift herself up, grabbing hold of him and flipping herself over, pulling him with her. Once she had him on the ground she grabbed his arm again, extending her index and middle fingers together, striking three times along his arm, hitting where she presumed there to be pressure points. She then rolled off of him to the side, spinning around on her hand and bringing her leg down in an axe kick, managing to stop inches above Viral's head. "Making your limbs jelly can make a fight a lot easier too!"
Ethan had agreed to lend a hand - perhaps too readily. Lack of direction notwithstanding, he didn't know what mounting a rescue operation consisted of, or even how he would go about gathering people together. Would his status as a "Hunter" automatically get the support they needed, or would he have to pay? The pouch of coins at his belt was meager at best, he'd never be able to buy much in the way of supplies, never mind everything else they might need.

For a brief moment, someone else stepped in and offered their assistance. Ethan was ecstatic he'd not be left to handle this on his own, grinning even as he was fairly certain he was insulted. His sense of direction was dubious at best - he knew this perfectly well and made no efforts to hide it. Having more help served to ease that burden even further. The captain had relegated a handful of crew to accompany him on the journey to town, and with the other boy rounding up the last few himself, Ethan took a chance to speak to Kent.

Not that it was terribly much of a conversation. Stood over his friend's body - could he call them friends? The senior Magi had been vehemently opposed to such an idea before, making it clear as day that they were not, in even the slightest bit, anything more than associate's. But it was a bit trying, not calling someone who had saved your life a friend. Which made this entire situation all the more confusing - why save him if he'd been nothing but a nuisance, a burden? Kent was a vastly more experience Magi than he was, having managed to completely avert the first wave that nearly toppled the Marigold. Someone capable of that had given their life... For him? It didn't make sense.

"You never made sense, you know that? You kind of seemed like a jerk, but you were always doing nice stuff for people." Breathlessly laughing, Ethan sat down beside Kent's body, looking out at the water. It was much too quiet here, leaving him with all the unpleasant thoughts and feelings that seeped into him like the water from the sea. Using a damp sleeve to wipe at his face he sniffled, forcing a smile as he shook his head. "Guess I was wrong about you, you really were one of the better Hunters." Hearing the crunch of sand beneath feet, Ethan turned his head slightly and looked up, his heart tugging slightly as two members of the crew came over, one carrying a shovel with him.

"We... Need to bury the bodies, before it gets too late. They'll attract beasts," the man pointed out. Ethan nodded his head slowly, glancing once more at Kent. Funny, the Magi seemed more at peace now more than ever. With a sigh, Ethan reached out and pat Kent's shoulder once before getting to his feet, taking a deep breath and nodding gratefully to the crew. Kent should be here right now, not him. He didn't know what to do in a situation like this whatsoever, but he'd do everything in his power to help.

The captain was weary and nearly out of his expertise - he'd dealt with disasters like this before, but with trained people, soldiers. Civilians were another matter entirely, they weren't trained to survive, to handle the stress, to cope. The party being sent out would determine if these people, and likely he himself, would survive. It was of great comfort to have the Ydra woman bring them fresh game, and while not terribly much it would serve to feed everyone present. Without a chance of expressing gratitude, the captain shouted after Yarri, waving alongside the crew beside him. There was much to do before night fell, and few people to help prepare. An inexperienced Hunter, a boy, and an unapproachable Ydra woman. Saints help them if this was their chance of surviving...

Well this was... Nice? Not bad, but then far from what Ethan had imagined he'd be doing today. He didn't even know where to begin with speaking - the other boy hadn't made a great first impression... And the Ydra woman scared him. For a while he was comfortable with the silence, the grief of today's events making it difficult to perk up and speak. After a short time of walking however he found his mind wandering to less than pleasant thoughts, and quickly the preferable silence turned into a torturous one.

"So... What exactly do we do when we reach town...?" It was meant to be his expertise and yet he was abashedly ill-prepared for this. Not meeting the gaze of the others for fear of being ridiculed, Ethan laughed nervously and kept his eyes forward, rubbing at his cheek. "Do we just go to the guard? Or should we... I don't know, hire someone? It's usually the guard's job to handle things like this, but... What if they don't have what we need?"
"I don't think he will, not at first anyway," Sasha observed with a thoughtful smile. She looked at Viral knowingly, placing her hands upon her hips and chuckling. "He's not going to admit it to you, but... Being honest? Most of our forces are pretty lousy. More and more people are joining now and there's not a whole lot of us to train them." She nodded her head back in Ricken and Leto's directions, each of whom were carrying on with their own fights... That being each other. A lot of angry banter from her brother and nonsensical, pseudo-philosophical wisdom from Leto. Shrugging her shoulders with an exasperated smile, Sasha laughed and shook her head. "You're already way better than they are, one's full of himself and the other's a clod. You're the best teacher we can hope for with the new recruits. Well... I'll be helping too, though I can't do weapons training, just basic martial arts."

Placing her fists together, knuckles pressed together, Sasha bowed again to Viral. "If it's alright... May we continue? I won't use magic anymore, and I can certainly change how I'm fighting if its boring you. Korian's teaching weren't the first lessons Ricken and I had, we know more than that." He agreed, thank goodness, she'd hate to leave their lesson on such a poor note. Rolling her wrists she slowly approached Viral, staring up at his face. Faking a thrown punch she ducked beneath his own, grabbing his back and pulling herself around him, throwing an arm around his chest and using herself as a point of leverage, lifting him and flipping him over herself. As soon as his feet touched the ground again she kicked high, stopping centimeters from his face, smiling at him excitedly. Definitely different from Korian's standard fare. "There's more to it than that, of course, but most of it involves twisting and striking rather... Painfully. And if it's all the same I don't want to accidentally hurt you."
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