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World of Light

Level 1: 01/20
Word Count: 696
Location: Museum of Vanity
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 2: 02/20

Jesse Faden narrowed her eyes as the Tantroni approached. It was tough, she'd give it that. Perhaps she should have slowed it down with a shot from her Tool Gun. Normally, she considered herself fairly cool-headed in combat. But for some reason, this thing really pissed her off. Not that she was immune to outbursts of temper anway, but still.

"Die!" Jesse extended her hand out and blasted the Tantroni in the face with pure kinetic energy. It reeled and Jesse backpedaled. She reached into her jacket, produced the Tool Gun, and increased srhunk it's already tiny feet to half their size with three shots. One missed and shrunk a tile on the floor. Helplessly, it toppled over. That granted Jesse the opportunity to shred it to dust with her Service Weapon. "Idiot."

As she shot it, little blue crystals scattered from the wounds. They scattered in a variety of directions. After a moment, though, they flew towards Jesse. The damage her Health had taken, her own little Resonance keeping her intact from the blows of paranatural entities, was knitted back together. After a moment the pain was gone and it was like she had never been hit at all. Even if she couldn't shake her sour mood.

The Phantom Thieves found themselves having a very annoying argument, but Panther cast some sort of spell that soothed her temper. That Tantroni must have had some kind of curse, like Joker said, because little got under her skin that easily.

(That's...a lie.)

She sheathed Service Weapon and produced the Tool Gun. Joker asked her to help with the vent, and she nodded. "Sure." She adjusted the options and made the vent No Collide. She waved her hand through it to test it, and smirked. Then she lead the way, crouching into the now open passage way.

No Collide saved the day once again. Jesse theorized she could probably just rip whatever she wanted apart with her newly refound Launch, but this was a much more elegant solution. Much quieter, too.

Now the heisters were crowded in a dark vent, observing a room full of obstacles and guards. Their goal? An employee access door. Once there, she could just No Collide everyone through it. Unfortunately, as far as she knew, she couldn't No Collide light itself. Otherwise the gun would just keep hitting light and would never work.

Four guards. Nine lasered subsections. Stealth...wasn't exactly her forte. The Tool Gun was the first quiet weapon she'd used in- well, ever.

(Let's see if I can come up with something. Even though I feel like we're not gonna get through this room undetected.)

"Might just be best to use the element of surprise, this time, and waste these guards now." She whispered. Joker gave her an interesting tidbit about the paintings. "Are you sure that's not different, too?" She asked.

Jesse rolled her shoulder again, staying crouched. Silently, she attached a thruster to a distant bench, one far from the employee access door. She kept it unactivated. "Since they're attracted to noise, I can activate that thruster and create a distraction if we need it.

"Because, I'm thinking we get small. Everyone here has paranatural abilities that shouldn't be effected by our physical size." She held up the Tool Gun. "I can shrink an entire person at once. Using a few charges, I can adjust someone to the size they like. And, if you stand still, I can make them big again." She explained.

"Since the guards don't seem to have very good eyes, we can make ourselves small and slip underneath the lasers. We get to the employee access, I'll No-Collide it, and we get inside. Then, I make us all big again."

"Or. I could use Launch to throw those portal paintings wherever we want. I could put one up against Employee Access and one right up against the grate we're in. But that has a lot of variables." Jesse pointed the Tool Gun at herself and zapped herself a few times. After a few hits, she was about nine inches tall.

She smiled. "Hey, look. I'm a mini-me." She waved up at everyone who was suddenly much larger. Her voice wasn't higher (Unfortunately), just a lot quieter.

"One problem with this plan that I only realise now. It's gonna take forever for us to run across. Any smaller and we might have to bring extra food rations and camp out." Jesse joked. She looked out across to the Employee Access door. Just to be safe, she zapped it with a preemptive No-Collide.

"Although, I do have good cardio."

World of Light

Level 5: 31/50
Location: Weird Big Tower Thing --> The Maw
Word Count: 901
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Level 5 : 33/50

Sakura surpressed a giggle at Bella's modesty. "It's okay, Bella-san! You look great." Pretty much all of the street fighters she knew liked to show some skin sometimes. Even Ryu went shirtless sometimes. Which- well- try not to get distracted, Sakura. He's not even here.

Suddenly, she was scooped up in a big hug, when got a laugh out of her. She kicked her legs a few times, her harness digging into her awkwardly. "Hahaha! Congratulations, Bella-San!" Once she was set down she readjusted her clothes and harness. "Normally, I'm the one that catches people off guard with big hugs, teehee. I don't see what everyone is complaining about."

Soon, it was time to see Shippy off. "Bye bye, Shippy-san! Sayonara! Safe travels! Thank you for everything!" She waved the ship off.

"Well- that's good. Now all we have to do is-"

And then things got very interesting, very quickly. Blue Team's day was about to get worse.

Before Sakura knew it, she was being ushered onto the Maw. There was a giant robot, the Sealab was closed, and Blazermate almost got left behind because of some kind of EMP. If no one else got to her, Sakura was strong enough to pick the robot up, even if she was a little gross looking. Fortunately, the Koopa Troop was on it! That was good. Everything was very chaotic.

Sakura didn't land very gracefully on the inside, her face briefly smeared with rain water. Once she was onboard the Maw with everyone else, Sakura looked around. "Ugh. Oooh. Aw, man. This sucks." She whined.

A very creepy lady appeared, and Sakura was held back by Peach's command. The lady looked like she was from feudal Japan. The mask, the outfit, the hair- she looked like a Yokai.
"I really think we should just- I mean- this lady is horrible!" She whispered harshly. Two monsters made their appearance, weird kite looking snake things.

Sakura tensed up, raising her fists. She studied the monsters closely as they approached, getting ready to fight. Unlike, some of the others, Sakura lacked the experience or mental defences to even begin to realse what was happening to her. In a matter of moments, her eyes crossed, her lids drooped, and she fell forward onto her knees. "Wuh-ugh..unh..." With a soft sigh she fell forward onto her belly. Almost immediately she was rendered unconscious by the hyponotic pattern. She was already out like a light by the time the scarlet blast hit her.


When she awoke, her eyes fluttered open. She was in a dark room, laying on a bed. "Uhm...moshi moshi..?" Her voice was cartoonishly high pitched, like she had inhaled helium. She brought a hand up to her neck and realised it was tiny. Tiny, and chubby. Eyes wide, she looked down at herself. She was wearing a floral printed pink dressed, two purple shoes tied with bows. No fighting gloves or bandana, no cat ears or harness. Her hair was still short and brown, and a pink fibre flower was tied within in. She was actually a very adorable child, but, that wasn't exactly what Sakura wanted to be at the moment.

"N-nani?" She squeaked. "NANDA TEEEE?!" She yelled. Then she covered her mouth as she remembered where she was. "Shimatta!"

Uncovering her mouth, Sakura glanced around, eyes wide. Taking a deep breathe, she tested something. "I...can...speak...English. I can still speak English. Oh, phew." She slapped the sides of her head, but it felt like she could barely reach the top of her head anymore! "Oh no, oh no, oh no! This place is terrible!" She looked down at her arm and flexed. No muscle. No muscle at all!

"Nooo! I worked so hard! This isn't fair!" She kicked and slammed her fists into the soft bed. Covering her mouth again, she silently chastised herself. But she seriously felt like throwing a temper tantrum. Hopefully that was just because she was a toddler, but inwardly she knew that was probably just how she was without Arashio keeping her a little bit more in check.

The little girl hopped off the bed, almost losing her balance. Was she alone? This place was so scary. And she had no strength! Nothing! "Uwah--ah! Uaah!" Sakura yelped quietly. She started to panic, tapping her fingers together. She glanced around. Everyone was much the same- everyone was a little kid! Bowser and Junior and Bella and Nadia- even that Mirage guy.

"Oh, noo! We're all little kids! Now we're gonna get eaten by monsters!" Sakura clambered to her feet, clearly panicking.

"What do we do, what do we do?! We have to- we have to fix this! I can't be a little kid again! I forgot everything I learned in school already!" She whined.

"And also- I don't wanna die! We'll never be able to beat the guardian boss like this! Chikuso!" Defeated, she fell onto her face, landing with a thud on the bed.

"We're captured. We're sooo captured." She bemoaned, her voice muffled by the bed. With all of her strength taken from her, now in the middle of a spooky room, Sakura felt totally hopeless. Normally she was something of an optimist, but this was terrible. If she couldn't fight, she couldn't do anything. It was what she had centered her entire identity around and now- it was gone! Who was Kasugano Sakura if she couldn't fight?! Nobody, that's who! Just some dumb kid with a big mouth.

"Waahh." Sakura lay motionless on the bed, limp as a sack of potatoes.

World of Light

Level 5: 30/50
Location: Weird Big Tower Thing
Word Count: 594
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 5 : 31/50

Sakura scratched her head as she listened to Junior's explanation of his portal magic. "Iconic?" She offered as he struggled to find the right word. It didn't really make much sense to her, but, it was magic. It probably had a bunch of weird, bizarre limitations like that.

Both of the Abyssals didn't want to be a burden, which Sakura had forgotten to consider. Bella especially wanted to be helpful. Which, Sakura understood. When Ryu was in danger she threw herself into the fray regardless of what would happen. Now she knew how the others felt when she did stupid stuff like that. But, then again, Bella and Rika weren't being stupid. Sakura just didn't want them to get hurt because, well, they couldn't walk.

"Shrinking..? I dunno. I watched a movie about that one time, and it didn't go well. Maybe there's another way?"

Bowser offered a very interesting idea. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind, though. "Well. I guess it's not impossible, but...I mean, I don't know how to sail. Does anyone know how to sail a ship that big? What if it requires, like, human souls as coal or something? It's super duper evil." Sakura watched the Tubemen waddle up the plank. "Poor little guys..."

Kamek and Bowser had a back and forth that made Sakura giggle. "It's okay, Mister Bowser. We all get an appetite sometimes."

"And getting on the Atomos and flying over for a very long time- I know that was my idea. But I agree with Miss Nadia. If all we had to do was fly over the storm, then the Master of Masters lady would have just said so. Plus, that's putting, uh, all of our eggs in one basket. If anything goes wrong, we'll all be in a giant metal box that'll plummet into the sea like a rock." She shook her head, grimacing. "No thanks."

Bella figured out the solution to her problem. She would merge with some spirits. Over time Sakura come around on the entire concept, even if it made people look weird. That wasn't a problem for Bella though! If anything, it just made her look cooler. "Sugoi! How do you feel?" She asked Bella, jogging to her side.

Geralt offered his thoughts, and so did Link and Frog. It looked like the two plans were either taking on the lab, or taking on the Maw. Nobody wanted to ride on Shippy anymore, it seemed, which was good. The sea water was going to get ridiculous and poor Shippy would probably be capsized. "I think Shippy's earned a vacation. She should re-unite with Mister Brineybeard." Sakura said. Despite the fact that the boat could talk now, Sakura kept thinking of her as a pet. She was a vehicle, wasn't she? If she had a captain she probably often didn't want to have much of a say on where she went.

"Well. Either we go down there and beat up some mad scientist, or we go on the Maw and stop it from eating people. Both are pretty heroic things to do and also help us on our goal of getting to the area boss. We really don't know what to expect from either one. That's just how it goes, though. Wouldn't be an adventure without some risks! If all of us wanted to play it safe we would have just stayed home, huh?" Sakura said, smiling anxiously. "As long as we stick together, we'll make it work."

Level 1: 10/10
Word Count: 482
Location: Museum
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 2: 01/20

Jesse Faden didn't notice or care that she was the only one with an uncovered face, but her overall aesthetic definitely clashed with the rest of the colorful, masked group.

Skull noted it would be appropriate to cut loose, which was good. At the very least if the shooting did start, her Tool Gun would make non-lethal takedowns exceptionally easy. Just inflate their hands or their arms or whatever- it didn't matter. But the high caliber bullet-less bullets of her Service Weapon would always be more effective.

It seemed Joker wanted to take the silent approach. There were shadowy guards that were familiar in a way to Jesse, and also these weird colorful, very angry demons. The art was actually pretty nice, so it was too bad there was no one inside capable of even looking at it.

Their task remained clear- search and rescue. Joker's stealth was aided by super natural ability, which was good, because otherwise he would have gotten caught. But even that ability couldn't save him as he pulled metal against concrete. Only after making a huge noise did he pause to consider the capabilities of Jesse's Tool Gun, which she had already drawn. The Director frowned.

Bypassing the vent would be pointless, as now they were under attack by a multitude of monsters. No time to escape without getting pursued. Even the guards transformed into a pair of hostile creatures.

Instinctually, Jesse strafed to the side, drawing her sleek Service Weapon from the Astral Plane. It vanished just as quickly as she reached out with her right hand to one of the couches the oni had been sitting on. With a great amount of speed it surged towards Jesse, right through the oni, in prime position to knock their top-heavy forms to the ground. For a brief moment the Director paused as the couch floated next to her.

"Here we go." She said, a small smile on her face as her most useful power made its return. Then she pushed her hand forward and the couch slammed into the oni. Two hits for the price of one- drawing the couch in didn't take Energy, only throwing it out.

Once that was settled the Service Weapon was out. Jesse held its handle in both hands and put the Tantroni in her sights. Semi-automatic pistol fire rang out as she pulled the trigger. No casing or shells were discarded from the Service Weapon, and no physical bullets were fired. Only lethal streaks of light that carved through flesh and concrete with more effeciency than any firearm on her Earth. The noise and the recoil would certainly fool someone who wasn't looking close, though.

Jesse was a mobile gunfighter, continually moving to the left at a brisk pace away from the others. She drilled into the big, colorful targets with her effecient handgun after smacking them twice with a couch.

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alright, i cant do it, lol. thanks for considering me but im going to withdraw interest from this RP

World of Light

Level 1: 9/10
Word Count: 598
Location: Museum
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 1: 10/10

Level Up: Launch

Jesse level up: Launch
Jesse can telekinetically pick up and throw inanimate objects that weigh up to 5000 pounds. She can do this three times every fifteen seconds. Each use takes 5 seconds to recharge. The range is 50 yards.

This also grants her a precise, low level telekinesis. She can also just release the energy in a short range blast, or melee attack.

Jesse waited politely as Joker met up with his ally, Panther. Then he turned to her and gave her the low-down. The idea that something was once again affecting her mind was a deeply troubling one. So troubling, she didn't want to truly consider it. But all possibilities had to be considered. The idea of getting the 'curse' beat out of her wasn't exactly appealing, either. But, it tracked with her experience. The Hiss also became more vulnerable if you shot it to bits, first. That was just how Resonances worked.

"Well." Jesse said simply, digging the toes of her boot into the dirt. "Great. I'll think about it. Wouldn't be the first time I've put my health on the line for science, though." Jesse thought, remembering the time she put a bullet into her head to get promoted.

"I'd just look real stupid if you guys were trying to mug me, instead." Jesse commented. "Convince me there's some grand world conspiracy, beat the hell out of me and then make off with...my extra hair pins. And my shoes. And I guess, my pocket change." Jesse thought. She didn't actually have that much to steal, now that she thought about it. They couldn't use the Revolver or the Service Weapon. Still, they didn't know that.

"I'll think about it." Jesse concluded, but Polaris was glimmering up a storm.

(Be quiet, you. I know your a fan of just throwing me into the deep end whenever you get the chance. The amount of faith you put in me is both encouraging and annoying. But maybe I don't want to get beat up. Ever think of that?)

One last sassy glimmer from the entity bound to Jesse before going dormant again.

Primrose introduced herself. She was clearly a woman who saw value in aesthetic appeal. Jesse was always a very practical person, so they didn't match up on that front. What they did match up with was very direct and simple introductions.

"Jesse Faden." The Director said to Primrose. "I know he just said that. But still."

"As for the mission-" Jesse began. "Suspicion of kidnapping sounds like a probable cause for searching this place." Jesse glanced over her shoulder at the museum. "Plus, it's been the scene of a crime."

"Plus plus, I really want to see what's inside. Finally, I'm not finished asking about this world-covering distorition effect that..." Jesse glanced over at Primrose. Was she quiet, too? It was getting hard to tell. "Has apparently ensnared me."

"As for my abilities..." Jesse summoned forth her Service Weapon. The sleek pistol twitched idly in her grasp. "This is my gun. It's a good one. Don't try to use it." She warned. "It only likes me." With a wave of her hand she dismissed the gun, the Service Weapon disappearing.

"This is the Tool Gun." She can a sarcastic, appreciative nod toward the scientist. "It does weird stuff. A real eclectic mix. Change the size of things, stick 'em together, summon a balloon." Jesse explained. She thought about explaining her Health Element power, but decided not too. Best not give away her every little secret. Overall she'd gotten better at opening up to people, but best keep a few cards close to her chest.

"I used to be able to do more, but...well. I lost my powers whenever this event began happened. So that's one more point to the theory that there's a distortion effecting me." Jesse summed up. "So, I think we're good to go. Let's search for this missing person. I'll follow your lead, Joker."

World of Light

Level 5: 28/50
Location: Weird Big Tower Thing
Word Count: 787
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Level 5 : 30/50

Sakura looked over to Junior, who was 'helping' her interact with the map. He was playing with it, making the hologram go this way and that. "Teehee." She barely surpressed a girlish giggle. Junior was really very cute. But he probably didn't want to hear something like that, so she refocused on her task. Getting close to the console, she rubbed her chin.

"Yup. I definitely have no idea what any of these buttons do." Sakura concluded confidently. Then there was a great mechanical noise. The street fighter blinked in surprise, mouth forming into a small 'o'.

"Did you do that, Junior-kun?" She asked, raising her eyebrows. She turned and awaited whoever was coming up the lift shaft now. What came up disturbed her. These people fit right into the uncanny valley. It was rude to think it, but they looked gross to her. Short, squat, flabby, obviously unhealthy. They reminded her of the tossed out genetic experiments the bad guys back home were always creating.

They looked scared. Peach asked questions, Sakura tried to calm them down. "Uh- it, it's okay. We won't hurt you. What's wrong?" But she didn't get an answer either. It didn't look like they could understand them, or if they could, they couldn't speak any language. Or, at least, one she could recognize.

A man projected himself over a TV screen. Immediately, by the way he talked to these poor creatures, Sakura didn't like him. He cut himself off, but she guessed he was about to insult them. Princess Peach began discussing terms of passage with him. Sakura wasn't sure what to think about this Tyl Regor guy...but he had 'bad dude' written all over him. Especially when he said he wanted a favor, but didn't say what. Yeah, right. That's classic villain material. No way do they want to owe this guy a favor.

Sakura stepped aside, casting a worried glance at the so-called Tubemen. Tube? As in, test tube? She guessed he probably created them...in a tube. That, in her experience, could only mean bad news. It was true that a higher than average percentage of her friend group were genetically modified clones, but the person making the clones was always a bad guy. Only bad guys created life in tubes for their own benefit.

Sakura followed the Guests go, and saw the moving island approach. As it neared, her mouth once again fell open. "Masaka..." She whispered. Tyl Regor confirmed her suspicions- this was the Maw. The massive ship that required a sacrifice to board. The one path that the Master of Masters, the woman she had just dissed aloud, had recommended they take.

"I just had to open my big dumb mouth." Sakura bemoaned. The Maw was also, genuinely intimidating. The poor Tubemen waddled to what looked like their doom.

Tyl Regor left them and Sakura crossed her arms. "Wondrous Tubemen." She said bitterly. "Yeah right. Those are the worst people made in a tube I've ever seen. They're miserable." Now, the Blue Team were left to consider their options. Sakura still hadn't even come up with a real solution to the Bella, Rika, and Shippy problem.

"I mean, heck. What if they just, I dunno, waited here? This place seems safe enough. If those guards could just pass out drinking under a tarp, it can't be that bad. Then we can walk back. Or Junior could set up one of his portals." Sakura suggested.

"And the Maw- I really don't want to go on there. That's bad business. Infact, from what I've been told, it's downright evil. It literally requires human sacrifice as a ticket! This Tyl guy just figured out a loophole by creating things, I bet. If we could, I'd just sink that ship right now and get everyone off." She cast a suspicious look at the massive ship.

"Bella, Rika, Shippy, I think you three would be safer if you just hungout here and looked out for each other while the rest of us moved forward. We take the lift down there, don't owe this creepy scientist a favor and instead just kick his butt, and then we keep going. Through the other three bases until we reach the boss." Sakura used her palm to cut through the air, to illustrate her point, plan, and probably general philosophy in life.

"Anyway. I'd rather challenge the ocean with Shippy and the Atomos then get onboard that spooky, evil ship. The only reason we should go on there is if we want to destroy it, if you ask me." Sakura concluded, crossing her arms, her cat ears pointed straight up.

World of Light

Level 5: 26/50
Location: Shippy --> Weird Big Tower Thing
Word Count: 794
Points Gained: 2
New EXP Balance--- Level 5 : 28/50

"Wh- uh." Sakura said as Cadet and Link voiced their concerns. She was pretty quickly bamboozled, trying to think of something to say to counter them. She didn't expect push back on her thoughts. A monster's just a monster? What was that supposed to mean? How could he possibly know that?

Link in particular was in a grumpy mood. Even Nadia joined in. As many people seemed to be coming to the conclusion that monstrous things will stay monstrous, Sakura couldn't help but feel a little angry herself. Instinctively, her eyes fell upon Bella and Rika. Poor Bella. What was it like to be in her shoes? She could hardly imagine.

Fortunately, Miss Fortunate and Peach smoothed things over. In a way that made Sakura blush. Pure heart, precious heart. People said that to her and about her a lot, even before going into Galeem's world. Stuff like that put a lot of pressure on her, y'know!

"Y-yeah. Bella. You've saved our butts twice already. But even if you were no good at fighting, or chose not to fight anymore, that doesn't mean you don't deserve to be a- a person." Sakura said. "You and Rika are also just fun to hang around with. So. I'm not sold on this 'monsters are monsters' thing. Not one bit." She was sitting on the ground, knees drawn up against her, staring out across the deck and to the horizon.

Mister Geralt put it better than she ever could. She pointed up at him and his tall stature. "Yeah! See! I'm being- cognizant." She mouthed the word out, not exactly knowing what it meant. But it sounded smart.

"The nicest, most friendliest guy I know is a big, hairy green jungle man who screams a lot. He's one of my best friends. He loves his mother! Some people think he looks scary- I mean, he's actually pretty adorable if you ask me- but- th-the point is. The point is! Never judge a book by its cover. There." She crossed her legs and her arms, closing her eyes and throwing up her chin indignantly.

"But...yeah. We should be more careful. I don't regret jumping out the first time, though. That's for sure." She opened her eyes and scratched her head, running her fingers through the bow in her hair and her bandana. "By the way. That green guy has big orange hair, and people call him Blanka. But his real name is Mister Jimmy. If we see him, you guys better be nice. He's not a monster. He's the king of the jungle." Sakura said earnestly, a pout in her voice. She gave a pointed look at Link and Ace Cadet. Even if it didn't work out this time, that didn't mean they should just give up.

The rest of the trip got very, very rocky. Fortunately, Sakura had a lot of experience on boats, strengthening her stomach, and...spinning. Lots and lots of spinning. Her inner ear was practicaly immune after a lifetime of Twirling Gale Kicks. When they arrived at their destination Sakura couldn't help but gape. Mouth falling open she stared up at the odd structure, almost tripping over her shoes in the process.

Nadia cleared their entrance, a couple of lousy guards in the way. Probably not even guards. They just looked like random guys. Wacky alien guys, yeah, but they didn't look like they were in uniforms or anything like. She had beaten up a lot of S.I.N's goons and they all had the same uniform on. That was probably a constant throughout the universe. Maybe they could ask them for directions, later. Bowser was doing a very good job of chastising them, in a way that would probably upset the sneaky cat girl, Miss Fortune.

"Yeah. You guys better watch out." Sakura added cheekily, backing up the big man.

At this point Sakura didn't mind the rain- her default state at this point was soaked in water. Her cat ears twitched involuntarily against the rain, her tail curling up against her back.

Once inside, Sakura looked down the massive hole and to the map. "Echo!" She shouted, cupping the sides of her mouth. She stuck her tongue into her cheek, satisfied at the tunnels reception to her call.

The others seemed wary, but Sakura was excited. "This is a lucky break, you guys! We can just walk the rest of the way. No more monsters, or drowning! It'll be like a visit to the aquarium." She said. "The storms only gonna get worse the closer we get to the Guardian." She added. "That Master of Masters lady was super wrong. There's a zillion ways to get across the Bottomless Sea!"

Hands high in the air, Sakura deflated when she realised she had gotten overexcited. Kamek brought up a good point Sakura had forgotten about. Rika and Bella would probably have to be left behind. "Well- um. I mean-" She slapped the sides of her head. "Look at this place! There's gotta be some kind of...train...thingy...that we could use. Right? It's at least worth checking out." She looked over the edge. "This is a lift shaft, right? Where's the lift?" Sakura hopped over to the hologram and began looking for buttons. Maybe one labelled 'lift'. Or 'elevator', if they were American.

Level 1: 8/10
Word Count: 653
Location: Museum
Points Gained: 1
New EXP Balance--- Level 1: 9/10

"Great." Faden said simply as Joker accepted the 'deal.' It was a win win for both parties. As long as Jesse had enough money to get food and shelter, she was happy. Wouldn't be the first time she had roughed it. Jesse wasn't one for flair or theatrics. She accepted the fancily handed over Tool Gun and began her ritual. Much to her pleasure, the Object of Power was receptive to her. Exactly as she wanted.

The Tool Gun fell into her palm and she took in the options, her eyes alight with the possibilities. This thing was a utilitarian wonder. There were so many situations it could come in useful. Much more imaginative things that just stealing some random art. Not all of it was available to her yet. But it felt good in her hand. Unlike the other Object of Powers she had bonded with, this one stuck around. Probably because it was an actual tool, not just an object with its own paranatural agenda. Interesting. Maybe that would change as she grew more familiar with it and its functions.

As she read over the readout, for a moment it seemed like she forget where she was. "Hmm?" She said, looking up at Joker asking her if she could do it.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, I can." She replied. To test it out, she pointed the Tool Gun at the ground. With a satisfiyng 'ping', a black balloon appeared on the ground, tethered by a rope. "Kick ass." Jesse said. For the first time since this whole mess started, Jesse felt like she had just gotten a major victory. Hard fought? Maybe not. But certainly welcome.

The redhead nodded. "Panther, Joker, Skull, Mona, and..." She looked to the space ship person. "Alibaba." Jesse said with a small smile.

Jesse fiddled with the options and looked down at the furry thief, pinned by the weight of his own enlarged head. It took her a moment to calibrate.

Faden levelled the Tool Gun at Mona's head and pulled the trigger. His head shrunk back down to a useable size! It shrunk...way too far. Jesse, in her unfamiliarity with the anatomy of the cartoon cat, had shrunk his head down to a proportionally correct size. It fit right between his shoulders, now.

It didn't take long for Jesse to realise the problem. "My mistake." With a moment's thought she fired again, restoring Mona's head to its original size.

"There we go. All better." Jesse opened her jacket and put the Tool Gun safely inside for further use.

Faden rubbed her chin, looking at the Phantom Thieves. If she wasn't careful, this would be the time where they departed. But she still had that itching feeling in the back of her skull. Polaris egged her on. The Director cleared her throat. How was she going to broach this topic? She wasn't even sure what exactly it was she was looking for. There was an inconsistency in the world that she needed solved. It was part of the reason so he come all this way.

"So. Joker." Faden began. "This is going to seem like a stupid question. But have you noticed anything strange going on? Obviously this entire situation is bizarre. But more than just that." She rolled her shoulder.

"Imagine the sound of an air conditioner. You get so used to it, it becomes your new standard for quiet. So when it turns off, you're surprised by what true silence is like." Jesse said, her eyes focused on the middle distance. This was different from the poster on the wall. Bigger. There was nothing to tear down- it was all just noise.

"Sorry. But it's bugging me. Maybe I'm just getting crazier. What are you all planning to do next, if you don't mind me asking?" She made eye contact, her hazel gaze, reddened by Galeem, searching his for an answer to her problem.

S̴T̴O̴R̴M̴C̴L̴O̴A̴K̴ : Rise of Tyranny (Interest Gathering)

@Shu Yeah I'm going to Resistance. Probably pretty all in on Resistance. But someone who was born in and loves Skyrim and Nordic culture, Talos and all that. Still wants the Imperials out of Skyrim, too.

I have an idea, don't worry.

S̴T̴O̴R̴M̴C̴L̴O̴A̴K̴ : Rise of Tyranny (Interest Gathering)

hmmm...on second thought...i'll probably not be playing a stormcloak after all. i'm still cooking up a character but I'm changing her around a bit. i can't think of a character that is fun and interesting to play and is also a violent nationalist. i'll probably just be doing a proud nord instead

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

Nuri nodded at Diane. "Yes, ma'am, the Almaril job. Should be good to go: said unscrupulous types should know not to mess with the Dual Church. They'll back off once we make our presence known." Nuri turned around and was suddenly positively beset by an array of competent gold-seekers such as herself. A busy day, indeed! It didn't take long for adventurers of varying levels of eagerness and confidence to approach her. Nuri appraised each of them in turn, putting on a show of looking very discerning and critical at first. Then she dropped the facade.

"Five of swords, big, tall. Exactly what the doctor ordered. A perfect fit!" Nuri said to the Ingvarr that approached.

Room for more? a Hundi asked. "Always! You and Corinne should be good to go. Just make sure the rookie doesn't get into too much trouble." She said with a wink towards the white-haired girl.

The (self) acclaimed Seven of Coins, Trina, made her desire to join the party very clear. Nuri smiled broadly at her antics. "With someone as skilled as you on our team, nothing can stop us. If we ever need any locks picked, you can just fly through the keyhole and unlock it from the other side." She teased lightly.

A person she was very interested in showed up next. Clearly a Mayonite. "Brother!" Nuri exclaimed. She went in for a friendly one-armed hug, shaking him jovially back and forth. "Could always use a Cup, especially one of your background. Don't worry about the tallness, it's fine! The Ingvarr has that covered for all of us. Besides, you're plenty tall enough to swing around one of those awesome warhammers."

Nuri cast a look over to the fairy who introduced herself as Neffy. Her smile became kinder and less bold. "Well. We'll be happy to have you, Neffy." She covered one side of her mouth and leaned into whisper. She indicted Trina with her thumb. "We're gonna need someone a little quieter to keep us balanced, anyway."

Nuri cleared her throat, leaning back on the counter. "Allow me to introduce myself! For those of you who haven't heard of me, my name is Nuri Tajra. I'm a Paladin of Reonite. I'm ranked as a Six, of Swords." She bowed. "From the looks of it, me and the Ingvarr will be making up the frontline of our party, should we run into trouble."

Nuri peered around the room as Diane asked her question. "Any more than this, and we'd just become overencumbered. An adventuring party needs to remain small and light on its feet to remain effective. There's seven members of our party, Diane. We'll be striking out soon." She smacked the table, excited.

"But, I don't think I caught all your names. I've got Corinne," She pointed at the Wand, "Neffy," she pointed at the quiet fairy. "And..." She looked at Trina quizically. She snapped her fingers a few times as if she was trying to remember.

"Ooh...what was it? Dina? Trixie? Hmm...sorry about this, usually I'm quite good with names." Nuri smiled a tilted smile. "Trina, that's it! Regardless, we'll need to know each other's names if we're going to co-ordinate effeciently." Nuri turned, yoinked the paper, and slid it across the table to Diane.

"Ready for your stamp. Job's as good as done." Nuri gave the new crew an encouraging thumbs up.