Yankee

World of Light

Word Count: 957 (+2 exp)
Level: 3 - Total EXP: 7/30
Location: Sandswept Sky: Above the Great Barrier
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Primrose chuckled at the responses to the spirits she'd produced. It wasn't surprising that there weren't many takers (in fact the only one interested was the Medic, who ended up taking them off her hands), the weird creatures didn't look like they had much to offer. Perhaps one of the Phantom Thieves could have chimed in, offering insight into what they were actually capable of since they were the ones to reduce them to spirits in the first place - but they were preoccupied. The dancer put them out of her mind, listening while Alibaba explained a little more about her situation. So she couldn't go back after all. Primrose could argue that her human form did have use, but there would be no point. The deed was done. At least Alibaba seemed content with it.

Another surprise change in Alibaba's form came in the shape of sprawling tentacles. They picked her up, and once Primrose was seated in the Necronomicon's cramped interior she had to take a moment to breath and absorb everything. The inside glowed with patterns similar to what they found at the top of the pyramid, words and images flashed on flat surfaces all around her, and there were strange buttons and levers marked in confusing ways. Primrose closed her eyes, drawing her knees up close to her chest and wrapping her arms around them, tucking her chin in. After a deep breath she opened her eyes again, focusing on what she thought must be the view from outside. The rest, she knew, wasn't meant for her. That was fine, but while Alibaba was the only one to hear her inside the craft, Primrose theorized aloud anyway.

"The other Sakura must help fly you from in here," she mused. "This is all a bit beyond me, but... I think it must be sort of nice. Two halves of the same whole. Never quite alone."

Joker called Alibaba a shadow a full of negative qualities, but even now Primrose just couldn't see it - and she was literally inside of the girl-turned-flying ship. As far as flying ships went, traveling the distance up over the barrier wall was disorienting, but not too much for it not to be a fun ride either. Looking out from inside, or however the view worked, Primrose could see the path leading to the mountain. This time it looked like a more straightforward route. Once the trip was over, Primrose slide out of the cockpit and into the waiting arms of Alibaba, who gently placed her back on solid ground.

"Thank you," the dancer said. She aimed a smile at Alibaba, but finding that in her Necronomicon form she lacked a face, and so Primrose turned away soon after rather than blindly look around the shuttle's exterior. She tapped her foot a few times against the stone. It had been her first time actually flying around, after all.

when the flying members departed, Primrose joined in with the others of the advance guard as it were. It's completely ruined, she thought to herself, gazing around at the destroyed buildings and the gigantic spikes. They looked strange and wicked, and she couldn't tell if they were organic or not. The best course of action was not to get too close to them either way she surmised, following along the path. Ahead they discussed something about the sand and MP. Primrose wasn't exactly sure what they were talking about until she stepped into the sand herself and felt strange. As if it was siphoning something from her. MP... magic power...? The brunette stared at the sand, squinting at is as if it would start speaking to her. If she stood too long in it she'd surely be left with no power to cast her spells, which would leave her very vulnerable in a battle. She had only her dagger to defend herself with without her magic.

Speak of the devil, as soon as the thieves crossed over the sand portion with help from Tora, a battle arrived. Monsters erupted from the ground, one large beast and a couple of vicious looking women with the lower half of snakes. Sectonia rained lightning down from the sky onto one of the snake women, but the other was unattended to - plus the large horned creature seemed poised to charge, facing Tora down.

From where Primrose stood on the edge of the sand, she hoped she was in relative safety. From here she could sling her spells and, uncrowded, had plenty of room to dance on the stone path. The nopon was strong but when faced with that huge fiend, it couldn't hurt to give him a boost to be sure, especially when he faced it down alone.

"Here," Primrose lifted her voice, bringing her arms up and away from her in a rising arc, before pulling them back in close. She spun in a tight circle, gradually bending her knees until she was crouched and the spin slowed, then she stood again with a flourish, throwing her arms out to either side of her. She shook her head, letting her long brown hair bounce against her shoulders. "The mole dance."

This was a display of defense, bringing the nopon's tanking ability to an even greater height. With that he should be able to face down any charging beast - although as it turned out, Tora didn't exactly face it alone. man appeared from behind it suddenly, slashing at the monster with impressive speed. His appearance caught the dancer off guard momentarily. Whether this newcomer was a friend or a foe that just so happened to be fighting on their side for now remained to be seen, but for now they shared the same goal. Another one to look after.

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World of Light

Word Count: 495 (+1 exp)
Level: 6 - Total EXP: 36/60
Location: Edge of the Blue: The Bismarck

It wasn't like the Cadet was expecting Cuphead to be mistaken, but still seeing Link there struggling against some invisible bonds was like a punch to the gut. It didn't sit well with the hunter at all, despite the fact he couldn't fathom what magic was or the extent of what a mage could do it was clear that something was going on, something bad. At times the Hylian would chat plainly with the white haired woman, and others he would lash out as much as possible. Frog was wise to speak when he did, as the Cadet was mid-step towards the unhappy couple.

"We already have her by surprise," the Cadet whispered harshly to Frog, "Her back is turned, I bet she thinks we have no idea where Link is right now!"

The waiter looked between all three of them with a patient expression. Used to dealing with if not this sort of thing, then with troublesome guests. The monster hunter looked too, from Frog and Hat Kid to Link and the woman seated with him. He clenched and un-clenched his fist. This kind of encounter was one the Cadet wasn't well suited for - the only thing he could think of was just to go for it. So... he did.

"This way," the waiter said, turning to guide them, but Ace Cadet hesitated to follow. He crouched down closer to Hat Kid's level and spoke to her and Frog both: "You guys take the surprise route, I'll - distract her, or something."

He broke off from the others, going around the long way. The waiter barely spared the redhead a glance before he tried to usher the others to a table. Cadet put Link's table between himself and Frog and Hat Kid, and from that opposite side he approached.

"Link!" The Cadet moved quickly, but also as casually as he could handle. He put his hands down on the table, leaning slightly over it, invading the Hylian and his captor's space. He wore a smile, but to anyone looking closely the expression was strained. Cadet was not a very good liar all things considered, but he took Frog's suggestion of not drawing attention to what was going on. Or tried to, at least. A brawl in the middle of the Bismarck wasn't on the agenda if he could help it. "Been looking all over for you! C'mon, we still have a lot of work to do."

He looked at the darkly clothed woman. While she was enchanting in more ways than one, she was definitely off-putting. "We're gonna get going now, kecha later," he told her. If the woman was any kind of intuitive she'd be able to tell the hunter knew exactly what was really going on here at their table, but until called out the Cadet was going to keep up his poor charade, going as far as to try and help Link out of his seat as if he was an old man that needed that kind of assistance.

Grayscale : A World in Black & White

Woo~ enjoyed reading what's been posted so far. Just checking in to say it'll be a day or two for me, but excited to get started myself

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

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Location: District V - River Bank

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A few hours was hardly time to get to know someone, but exchanging pleasantries was not why Rider was summoned here.

Now, under the fading sunlight, he and the man who served as his master moved through the Queen of the Danube.

Find, hunt, kill. His mission wasn't much different now than it was a lifetime ago. The setting changed, and the participants yes, but otherwise this was something Rider was well accustomed to. Being assigned tasks from those weaker than himself, impossible feats that only he, a hero, could complete... and he would complete them. Bellerophon was a man that did everything asked of him, and made it look easy too.

The only unfamiliarity now was the magus Lauchme, his master. The quest giver never accompanied him in the past. It was... well, maybe not the only unfamiliarity. The vessel Rider assumed now was a bit different too. It came with restrictions. One of those being the lifeline between himself and his master. The reason the quest giver was coming along in the first place.

"Of course not."

His master spoke of waters and civilians, and Rider found he agreed. The man was weak of body but not of mind. Rider had noted that a little while ago. He watched Lauchme preform his magecraft, and the flare of sparks that followed soon after, scattering across the sky. After the display the air fell quiet. It wasn't the peaceful silence one could expect from winter, after all there were enemies about - and in no time creatures drawn to the display swooped in to investigate. With a flick of his arm a bow appeared in Rider's hands, and the familiars were dispatched. Simply, unceremoniously.

"They're expecting us. Shall we go?" He glanced at Lauchme, but it was clear on Rider's face that it was rhetorical question. Of course they would go. "Catch your breath. I can't protect you if you can't keep up."

The duo made their way through the city's streets almost leisurely. The driving snow did little to slow their advance as they weaved between buildings following the sensation of their opponents nearby. Any familiar that got close saw only a glimpse of an arrowhead before it was smoothly struck from the sky. When Rider and his master arrived they looked down at the women on the river's edge. Rider breathed in deeply. Besides the scent of humans and frost, there was something else too.

Not human? He thought, and though this thought was for himself his master was privy to it as well. He titled his head curiously. He spoke.

"Good evening." Bellerophon was always polite, the most gracious guest one could ask for. His voice was just the same as it was earlier when his master had summoned him: silky, gentle, light - and self-assured.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

Moving pretty fast.

Hey this might sound weird but I'm awkward

Welcome to the guild! My early days were also filled with roleplaying Hetalia

There's always new 1x1 interest checks being posted here, so I don't think you'll have troubling finding new solo partners, and the genres you mentioned are pretty well represented in the group RPs too. Hope you enjoy your time here!

World of Light

Word Count: 1078 (+3 exp)
Level: 3 - Total EXP: 5/30
Location: Sandswept Sky: Vah Naboris
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The vibe aboard the Naboris stayed lively as the great machine trudged ahead through the desert sands. With so many people around, especially the colorful crew they'd picked up, it wasn't all the surprising that the general mood remained upbeat. There were outliers of course. Some ruminated on things they could have done better, others pondered what the chances were that their new medical professional would do something unscrupulous. Primrose herself retreated from the large group. She'd thanked Midna and even reported in to the doctor, so there was nothing else she thought she needed to do besides keep an eye on those still under Galeem's control. Some of those mercenaries approached her, eager to get to know everyone, but Primrose brushed them off. She found a shady spot within earshot and sighed, sitting down with her back against Naboris' warm ceramic.

As she stared out over the desert, Primrose thought about everything. The past, the future. How time was illusion in this world. How the world itself might be an illusion too. The dancer was introspective, but she tried not to dwell on these thoughts for too long. When she recalled the scenes from inside the pyramid, her brain brought up images of Yusufa. That poor, kind girl who called Primrose her friend. She remembered vividly how sharp the contrast was of Yusufa's blood running red over her bright blue clothes. How, afterward, when the blood had soaked into the sand and dyed Primrose's outfit an even darker shade, the dancer thought she could easily tell the difference between Yusufa's blood and Helgenish's on her skin. Mostly though, Primrose remembered the expression on Yusufa's face. Like she'd thought during the confrontation with Alibaba, it was a face Primrose would give near anything to see again. A wide, loving smile and bright eyes, even as she lay dying. How happy Yusufa was to know she had a friend.

"..."

At some point Primrose had drawn the girl's handkerchief from her bag, gently rubbing it between her thumb and fingers. It was this picture of a content Yusufa that Primrose focused on as her mind climbed it's way out of the pit of memories it'd wandered into. She had a vague sensation that there was someone nearby, but Primrose didn't acknowledge them, keeping her eyes fixed on the broken landscape outside the Naboris. Only when the presence spoke did the dancer look at them.

"That's a beautiful fabric," a soft feminine voice said. The girl attached to it had a cute face under her hood.

"Yes it is," Primrose replied. She tucked the keepsake back into the safety of her bag, and Blue Poison looked a little disappointed when she did. The operator had enough tact not to mention it, so she shifted topic slightly.

"I caught a glimpse of your outfit. It's very nice, did you make it yourself?"

"No," she said, resting her face on the palm of her hand, elbow balancing against her knee. "It's a basic dancer's garment from my world."

"Oh, dancing? That sounds lovely." Blue Poison smiled and Primrose gave her a shallow smile back. Is this the start of a fan following? Panther and this girl... As far as fans went, it could be much worse. "I'm sure you'll see a demonstration soon enough."

The shade they were in stretched out then, as Naboris approached the wall. The barrier stretched so high up that part of blocked the sun when the camel was directly beside it. The chatter of the people grew louder, and the girls shared a look. They surmised that it was time to discuss the group's options, and so they went to rejoin everyone. Primrose actually stifled a chuckle when Poppi started listing off the creatures she'd seen, giving them strange and silly names. After the blade concluded her report, people began suggesting ways to get over the wall. One suggested throwing people across gaps in the bridge. While Primrose wasn't exactly keen on that idea, she thought that it was actually possible for some of them. Although she wasn't about to volunteer. Another suggested that Naboris rear up and get them all the closer to the top, and while a worthwhile idea, Midna proved that plan wasn't feasible. Another suggestion was to fuse with spirits to try and gain the power of flight, while yet another was to have Sectonia and Poppi carry everyone up one by one. That last idea was probably the safest, but it would be tiring and time consuming as well.

One more voice rose above the crowd, and Primrose's brows furrowed at her suggestion. Still, Primrose understood that she didn't really have a grasp on what Alibaba was exactly, so she didn't speak up to reject the girl's offer to take another form. As it turned out, that other form was a large rounded craft. I... was not expecting that.

Everyone was in various states of amazement, though Tora moved on quickly and brought up looking into the ruins around while they ferried everyone up the barrier. Personally, Primrose cared little for going out of her way to explore - her earlier jaunt in the pyramid only to check on the kids. She would be one of the first to volunteer to be lifted up to the top of the wall, but while they were on the topic...

"Here," Primrose produced the two remaining spirits she'd picked up while inside the pharaoh's tomb, the arcmine and redead peering eerily out from inside. She showed them to those gathered. "Since we are talking about it, these two are available."

Although I don't know how useful they'd be... They didn't seem to have wings, and besides that they were grotesque monsters. However, should anyone want to take one, Primrose let them have it. In the case that no one was interested, the dancer figured they would be best used as equipment, so she'd tuck them away and crush them once reaching the top of the wall.

While some deliberated about going down into the ruins and hunt for monsters or treasures, Primrose approached the transformed Alibaba. She could still speak, though her voice sounded strange, which Primrose took to mean she was still herself. Or, maybe this was her "true" self. Diligently Primrose waited to be taken to the top, but she spoke with girl-turned-spaceship as she did.

"Alibaba, is this... alright?" the dancer asked, hesitant. "Are you stuck like this until we find your other half?"

Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

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you may find me on ultros and save me from myself

@TGM

I'll be on Aether 💔 (img: broken heart emoji)

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You can never escape the cats.

I just assume everyone makes cats except me.

@Fabricant451

The first few times I tried playing, it was with a Roe then an Au'ra. But now indeed I'm trying cat lol.

Video Games: The General Discussion & Community Thread

my friends have convinced me to try to play Final Fantasy XIV Online again

what have they done

@TGM

You and me both sister.