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Tis that time of year and I have just one thing to say: Happy Holidays! Whatever your celebrative holiday this time of year is, I hope it's a good rest of the year for you!
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The world has become a place for two kinds of people: the kind who make jokes so they don't have to acknowledge that this is happening and the kind who don't care and go with the flow.
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"If you had told me yesterday that I was the last hope of mankind, I would have punched you. After everything that's happened today though? Strangely normal to hear." -Future RP character
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I miss those moments when people would question my motives. Because then, at that moment in time, I did not know them.
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𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕭𝖔𝖔'𝖘 𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊


Day/Time: Day Three-Morning
Location: Boo's Castle
Tagging: Six@Majoras End, The Heavy@ONL, Akira@Tenma Tendo, Slayer@Lugubrious




The barrage of attacks was far fiercer than the ghastly monarch had anticipated, leaving him not only visibly worse for wear, but the heroes had managed to set back some of his power charge as well as the blue flames around him visibly lessened in intensity. Six's attack seemed to do the most damage, a chunk of his ghostly body coming off at the impact point.




TIMER RESET, FOUR ROUNDS BEFORE INSTANT FAIL


XP INITIATED!


GM Note: From now on, all players will be required to keep track of their word count. XP will be awarded every GM post. Be sure to check the XP hider to see how much XP your character earned. Remember to keep your CSes updated. I have seen players slack in keeping their XP up-to-date and they have lost XP points because of it. I didn't take the XP away from them, they just didn't keep track of the XP on their own. It is YOUR responsibility if you want your character to level.

P.O.

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P.O.: Slayer, Akira, Heavy, and Six.

@Stella light@Luna Cloud I understand your intentions may have been pure in your posts, but this RP is not a "join as and where you want" RP. We have over 380 some-odd pages of story and posts that, while not mandatory reading, you should consider. The IC is also not where you post an application, that belongs here, in the OOC. If it's approved, you can move it to the Character Tab. Simply put, we don't appreciate you just coming in and posting what you want.
To help a Spider


Explaining the circumstances of how he knew this particular broodmother had been unfortunate enough, with a small reprimanding from Zarrath for making a deal with a demon in the first place, but proceeding to be the central point of contact between the group of three that were approaching her and the broodmother herself? That had proven unexpected and somewhat unwelcome. Of all the rotten luck... Never mind the seething looks of disdain that Souta kept shooting the Nephilim, which he didn't feel were entirely necessary. Still, an argument on the matter would serve no purpose, so he let the weapons smith have his disdain.

Upon reaching the broodmother's location, with the webbing and broodlings skittering around far too reminiscent of their last meeting, the two parties made their exchange of information. And it turned out their job would probably be amongst the easiest one out of all of the options he'd been presented with. Both the half-demon and Souta seemed sure that they could handle the mooks and Wrath was inclined to agree, though he did find that Vega could create his own minions somewhat worrisome. And that was because it meant that he was getting stronger. As he turned to follow his companions and the three broodlings, Wrath turned back to the Broodmother had disappeared briefly, searching for some sign of the female body he'd brought her, but seeing none. Perhaps it wasn't ready yet? Regardless, he set off, determined to get this done.
At the mention of his first mate, Elias began to grin, but held back any laughter for the few seconds it took for him to remove his helmet and Tyrell to finish explain what happened, which ended in laughter. "I damn well told you that bitch was looking for a chance to double cross you!" He turned to look the other man in the face as the laughter died down and he'd set the ship onto a hyperspace jump to Jakku. Before he started speaking, he took a moment to appraise the man who'd come to ask him for help with taking his ship back and undoing the mutiny that Alaina had encouraged, and likely fostered for months with falsehoods and slander. He owed this man a favor, that was true, but was facing off with his entire crew with only him at his side worth the money? Suppose there have been harder scores I've worked.

"Every one wins, Tyrell? Come on, you've been in this business long enough to know there's always losers. And in this case? It's going to be some of your crew. I'm not going in with my blasters set on stun or aiming for non-lethal kills, I'm going in to get to the heart of this issue, put it down, and be on my merry way." He lounged in his seat, clasping his hands behind his head, close to his sword's hilt in case he needed it.

"Still, I've done harder, worse paying jobs before, so this one works fine. However, payment can wait until you've determined what's going to be needed for medical expenses for those loyal to you. I am, after all, fulfilling a favor."
Hunter Jorgenson|Island Paradigm



Hunter walked around the edge of the beach while the other talked, sniffing at the forest and air as the others went about making a plan. He'd decided to dismiss the "flavor smells" as his father had called them and focus on the core scent that they all shared. He knew he had smelled it before, but no matter what he tried, it was so diluted by the other smells in the area, and their flavor smells, finding that core one was all but impossible. "Damn it all..." As he turned to give his own suggestion on what to do, the island shook like a giant had grabbed it and was now trying to rip it out of the earth. Bracing himself by staying low to the ground and crouching, he started to make a remark about it when a sound he never thought he'd hear again ripped through the island.

"Son of a bitch!" Hunter braced against the roar, standing against it's primal force as if to challenge nature itself, budging only when the intensity seemed to grow. After what seemed like eternity though, the roar stopped. Their de facto leader responded with a show of magic as icy armor formed over her body, with a spear to match. Long coat guy, and it didn't matter what his name was, Hunter was going to call him that, approached Sasha and proceeded to lay out a series of ideas. As Hunter walked over, he couldn't quite follow all of what he said, but it sounded good. Except they didn't need scouts.

"Those are all great ideas, long coat guy, but you don't need to worry about scouting. I know what that roar was and anyone who's ever met a dragon should as well. I've only ever heard a dragon roar once, when my adoptive father truly grew angry. It's a sound meant to instill primal fear in lesser men and make the bolder of human kind hesitate." He turned to look into the forest, the now identified scent of dragon wafting across his nose. "And if we're lucky, there's only one..."
James Hunt|A Test of Honor



The near instant paralysis from his apprentice was all the answer that James needed as to how much thought Cody had given it before talking to him about the matter. First will come denial, then thought then...well, I suppose that one depends on the person. The trail was sparse and there was more than plenty of space between indications they were on the right track, but so far they had managed to be consistent in a direction. "Overconfidence will be their undoing," he mutters, letting Cody deal with his internal struggle while he investigates another piece of torn clothing.

So caught up was James in determining if they were still going in the right direction that he was entirely caught off guard when Cody asked him what to do. The Paladin turned to face his student and, after a moment of thought, shrugged. "I couldn't tell you, Cody. I myself, as I told you before, have never faced such a dilemma. I spent most of my life training to become a knight before my magic surfaced, and then that time was spent learning to control it and wield it. The time since leaving my parents has been spent learning more about my magic and doing odd jobs to provide for myself, or rather the jobs that the guilds don't pick up when they receive a request. This is one experience you'll have to figure out on your own."

By now the pair had progressed a good ways into what he hoped was the right direction when he held up a hand for Cody to stop, the same hand reaching for his sword hilt immediately after. The faint sound of rustling, after so long with only the two of them, put him on edge. He moved forwards carefully when he heard the sound of a suddenly cut off protest, which resulted in his sword coming free of it's sheath and his shield sliding onto his arm, the blade rested on the top, sword point towards where the sound had come from. "Come out of hiding or I'm coming in after you. And I promise that's a fight you'll lose."
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Level: 2
Day/Time: Day Three-Early Morning
Location: Skyrim-Stormcloak Camp
Interacting: Mr. President@Holy Soldier, Captain Piper@DracoLunaris, Stormcloaks@Holy Soldier
Mention: Ulfric and the Stormcloaks@Holy Soldier, Azura@Lugubrious
Word Count: 512


Vent was already awake when Ulfric came in to awake the party of heroes, toting the purple armor, white mask, and red scarf of model PX. The first part of the plan required stealth after all, and no other model was stealthier than P, who had the knowledge of ninjas with in his databanks. He followed the group as Ulfric lead them to the city of Markarth, his eyes constantly scanning the darkness for even a hint of a threat. He had ignored the Boss's morning scowl, chalking it up to a lack of proper coffee, since he knew a couple of the Guardians who were pretty crabby without their own dose of the morning wake up juice.

The trip was quiet and the city soon rose into sight, along with more than ample cover for the assault party and Vent took up a position that would let him move quickly when the signal came to take out the gate guards, closing the distance as quickly as possible for the securing of the gate. However, before they could begin, the Boss pointed out something that had gone unnoticed by the Mega Man in the trip over, that their resident spear wielder was missing. Where in the hell? Wait, those Greybeards from earlier... Even as Vent came to the conclusion, the Boss stated it out loud, ready to lay into anyone who was covering for her. However, Ulfric informed them that time was running out, so he instead said they'd deal with it later and took off.

Vent was still of the opinion that letting him go alone was a fool's mistake, but with as little care as he had for the guy, seeing him get blasted into oblivion wasn't entirely something that would bother him. A few moments after the green sweater wearing target disappeared from view, a torch on the wall was waving at them, indicating that it was the groups turn to take out the gate guards. Dashing out from behind his rock, the Mega Man hugs the ground as he runs, his tunnel vision making him miss the Sneak Level up prompt, although the shout made him think the Greybeards were interfering, though lack of other effects proved the opposite. Spotting four of the guards as he nears the gate, he slings his right arm across his body, three energy kunai flying through the air. Each impact a Forsworn in the middle of the back, dropping them silently; well, except for the thud as their bodies hit the ground. The fourth started to turn around, in time to see a flash of purple and red as Vent flipped over him and landed, one set of energy claws igniting on his left arm before he rams it into the last guard's chest.

As he pulled it free, he could only hope that any other guards were dealt with and that he wasn't about to take an energy blast to his back, but just in case, he rolled to the right and came up with an giant energy throwing star ready.
"Are you fucking insane?!" That belt probably had a higher kill count than most ace starfighter pilots, and the man in his gunner seat wanted Elias to fly into it? Now granted, Elias was one of the few pilots who had managed to fly fairly far into it and make it out unscathed, but he, along with every other pilot who'd tried, be they dead or alive, had never made it all the way through. As he opened his mouth to argue further, the Eclipse was rocked by another strafe of TIE Interceptor fire and he growled. "Sith spit..." Jerking the ship right onto the appropriate heading, it didn't take long for the ship to be amongst the asteroids.

Elias flew a route he'd used before, specifically to escape an upset client's hit men. He certainly hoped that they'd spent that money before going after him, because, as he swerved between two asteroids at just the right moment while one of the Interceptors met it's end between them, they hadn't made it out of the field. Swerving around another asteroid, he pulls up sharply to get out of the path of a larger one and go over it. "When we get out of here, we need to discuss what exactly I'm helping you with and," he jerks the ship to the right and the final TIE crashes into the asteroid Elias had avoided, "payment for services rendered."

With their pursuers dealt with and the battle for the shadowport left behind in the space dust, Elias took the time to fly a bit more carefully, though he maintained his high speed just in case the Empire decided his upgraded but outdated freighter was worth the trouble. "So, start talkin', Tyrell. Why are you here?"
Even before the ramp was up, the ship was already lifting off the ground, M8 using his connection to make it so. Elias ignored the jab at the state of his ship, he didn't care what others thought; after all, it was his ship. However, as he took his place in the pilots seat, the request for a gunner's seat brought smile to his face behind his helmet. "Central shaft leads up and down to two auto-turrets. Just make sure you remember NOT to shoot my ship in your old age." Punching the throttle, the ship shoots out of the hangar and into space, right into the midst of a space battle.

All around them, the pirate ships and larger freighters that hadn't made the jump to hyperspace before the Imperials arrived were engaged with the Imperial light cruisers, with a pair of star destroyers looming just out of range, hammering the station on occasion. "Holy shit, talk about a small ar-" And then a TIE fighter strafed them, not taking out the shields, but reminding the smuggler that they were in the middle of a battlefield. Making a hard right, he exposes the offending fighter to the combined fire of both Tyrell and M8. "Hold on to your hats!" Throwing the throttle forward again, the old XS Freighter soars forwards, it's pilot expertly maneuvering between dogfights and volleys of fire from one capitol ship to the next. TIE fighters would occasionally chase the ship, but would either get blasted from the sky by it's gunners or out run by the faster ship.

A series of beeps, however, caused the Mandalorian to curse. "Sith spit! Tyrell, interceptors inbound! Fire in a wider pattern!"
GM POST


𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕭𝖔𝖔'𝖘 𝕮𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊


Day/Time: Day Three-Morning
Location: Boo's Castle
Tagging: Six@Majoras End, The Heavy@ONL, Akira@Tenma Tendo, Slayer@Lugubrious




The lead Boo had all of about less than a second to react, to attempt to warn his compatriot, before the Vampire blazed through him, sending him back to whatever realm the Boos were pulled from. That left itself and the one that had faced off with Heavy and the ghost attempted to waste no time in pursuing the Vampire, except that in it's anger, it had forgotten about it's teen aged opponent, who's tornado kick not only landed, but dealt far more damage than the bullet had. As it fizzled out, it's laughter echoed ”You bastards might have bested me and my crew, but the boss'll finish you all in one move! Good luck, you plumber wannabes!” And with that, it vanished, joining it's defeated allies in...well, certainly somewhere.

The last of the Dark Boos, meanwhile, hightailed it away from Heavy's finger with a shout a fear. "Point that thing somewhere else, big guy!" He raced after Slayer while the Russian was still putting two and two together and stopped in front of where the Vampire had, two doors and three walls with large holes blown in them now present in the punch's path and a large, clearly boss door in front of him. "Look, you guys are running out of time, the boss is almost ready to use his big one. You've gotta weaken him significantly before then. I'm the key, I'm to let you in, but everything after that is on you." The Boo became a purple flame and floated into the central gold plating on the door. "Good luck!"

When the rest of the heroes caught up, the doors would swing open with an eerie creak to reveal a large stone room with blue torches all along the outer wall and their target, grinning and laughing like a maniac, in the center, devilish blue flames all around him as he focused. "So the heroes finally found me! You're running out of time before I send you packing! HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!" Even as he spoke, the blue flames around him grew in intensity, making the end goal clear, beat the King of the Boos before he finishes charging his attack.




FOUR ROUNDS BEFORE INSTANT FAIL


XP INITIATED!


GM Note: From now on, all players will be required to keep track of their word count. XP will be awarded every GM post. Be sure to check the XP hider to see how much XP your character earned. Remember to keep your CSes updated. I have seen players slack in keeping their XP up-to-date and they have lost XP points because of it. I didn't take the XP away from them, they just didn't keep track of the XP on their own. It is YOUR responsibility if you want your character to level.

P.O.

If a player is inactive for more than 3 days without letting the GMs know of any delays, then the player can be skipped over on the 4th day. If a player does not wish to post, they can Mention the GM and let the GM know he or she "Passes" on his or her turn.

P.O.: Slayer, Akira, Heavy, and Six.

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