TRP is a post-Great War AU RWBY RP set in Mistral City and Haven Academy with no canons, no rank claims, no maidens, and no god interference. We offer a progression system and site-wide events that change the setting based on player actions.
Post by Sinopia DeStellanova on Dec 22, 2020 23:20:49 GMT -5
By the time Alina arrived she was already on her way out of the castle and didn't need to be told twice to get out of there. Standing in the center of a swarm of things that wanted to attack her was not something she wanted to do if she could avoid it. If the blonde woman accepted her help then she'd take them both out together, but otherwise she was getting out of the way so that she wouldn't be one more person Alina had to worry about hitting. And because she'd rather not deal with the heat or have to worry about molten plastic or something.
The large toy was dealt with quickly, and she assumed there were probably other puddles of plastic in the remains of the castle. The smell was really awful though, bad enough that she put her sleeve in front of her nose in an effort to suppress it. Her sense of smell wasn't nearly as good as her sense of hearing, but it was still pretty sharp.
She could still hear some chattering on the radio and other strange noises over the Ground District, so this clearly wasn't over. The issue was widespread enough that running damage control wasn't working apparently. The trick she used with Russet's bike wouldn't work for something like this. What was she supposed to do? She didn't even know what was causing the toys to act like this. Someone was probably controlling them, but where? And how?
Another toy showed up, and while it didn't exactly answer her questions, it did explain a lot. She didn't think that she could be surprised by all the stupid nonsense happening anymore, yet somehow that broadcast managed to make her jaw drop a little. Why would anyone rig toys to explode? Why would anyone do that and then actually give them to small children? Whatever, they could find the asshole responsible for this later, right now she had to do something. She didn't trust the toy talking about a random EMP, but after everything that's happened tonight, she could believe that the toys somehow got their hands on one. Unleashing something like that could potentially be dangerous, so she wanted to investigate. Running up to Alina, she offered her hand.
"I'll go find it. I can cover more ground and I'll know what it is when we find it. I can carry you if you want to come with me."
Tight roads like this weren't that much harder for her to move through than open fields were because she could just go through the walls when necessary. Covering that much distance wasn't too hard, and she could search areas pretty quickly as well. It took a little while to find the box because it was up on a roof for some reason, she supposed they couldn't actually make it easy on them, but she did eventually come across it and started pulling out the materials to take a better look at them and see whether or not the mysterious voice from the toy was actually telling the truth.
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Attempting Problem: Get to the center and grab the box (Obstacle 8) Using: Semblance C Result: 5 + 4 = 9 (Solved)
Post by Holly Hock on Dec 24, 2020 10:14:23 GMT -5
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Holly hated the holidays. [break] [break]
It meant that her hobos were dying in the cold sewers.[break] [break]
The pinkette walked across the Ground District to get her holiday shopping done. Her disguise was the most fashionable hobo scarf and hat covering her hair and face. Smelling only slightly of sewer! Enough to hopefully stay hidden enough as she went about her business. Sure, she was aware that toys were making ruckus and people were getting hurt. Not her problem. The sewers were toy free. Nobody asked the hobo children if they wanted toys, and Holly wasn't going to get them any.[break] [break]
She was getting them fire dust so they wouldn't freeze to death! [break] [break]
Holly feared going outside, but she also knew that if she didn't acted, she would loose some valuable resources. [break] [break]
She also wanted to get some more seeds to grow into plants at a place she used to supply when she was still at Haven. Eating beans and cacti were becoming a problem for her. Holly went to the Ground District, knowing stores there that wouldn't ask questions like in the Wind District might happen. They would most likely be cool about Holly coming, as the herbs she delivered proved to be illegal after Holly had already grown them. Dealing in forbidden medicine and alleged terrorism were comparable enough crimes that Holly was certain the store owner wouldn't squeal. [break] [break]
All in all... things weren't all that eventful to be honest. [break] [break] Holly saw some cars passing by her as she went about her business. The dust store was still open despite everything that was going on as this was just a regular old Tuesday in the Ground District as far as the owner was concerned. He said something about Holly smelling like an unwashed polecat. As Holly didn't knew any other dust stores in the ground district that would be this nonchalant about Holly paying with an assortment of dirty lien bills. The hobos pooled all the money they had to get this fire dust. Months of pick-pocketing and begging on the streets for them! [break] [break]
The seeds were also not a real problem. The owner of the herbal store, Mr. Yin, recognized Holly but he didn't seem to be aware of her crimes. The fact that he was almost blind likely helped and only recognized the pinkette from her voice. Holly didn't had any money, but after she made sure that his bonsai trees were tended to and happy, she got a few seeds without any trouble.[break] [break]
Walking back towards her sewer entrance, Holly heard some weird guy speaking from an airship. Something about an EMP? It were surface dweller problems. Still, Holly was a generous despot, picked up her scroll and used the search engine 'Bang' to at least give a shot at helping. Her search query provided to be one for the ages:[break] [break]
'HOW DO I ASSEMBLE AN EMP IN FIVE EASY STEPS?' [break] [break]
Bang actually got her to a tutorial how one can make a standardized EMP from only a limited amount of parts! Go Bang![break] [break]
The problem was that it were 7 steps, and without pictures.[break] [break]
She reported the tutorial for being unhelpful, hopefully deleting it from the internet for ever.[break] [break]
So, Holly put away CHADCHUGUS' scroll and went about her business.[break] [break]
Nobody has time for 7 uneasy steps... [break] [break]
Attempting Problem: Figure out how to set up an EMP (Social 5 (technical))[break] [break] Using: Scroll-master F[break] [break] Result: 1 = 1 (Failed)
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Post by Bianca Sabbato on Dec 24, 2020 11:13:02 GMT -5
-It exploded... Why did it explode?- I asked pathetically as I saw the zeppelin crash into the building in a ball of flames.
Yes, we would need to get the children out, indeed.
-On it... To be fair. I don’t think anyone could have predicted this- I called out as I approached the barricade with my spear in hand. The thing is, spears were often not the best at destroying large emplacements. For this, I would need something slightly larger...
Condensing the earth around me into the head of my spear. I shaped it and hardened it until I had what was basically a comically large hammer in my hands. The kind of mace you could only see in children's cartoons.
-Clear!- I screamed as I let divine judgment fall into the barricade, the weight of the weapon added to my own strength, destroying the thing in a single blow. Once that was done, I left the thing laying right there and went inside for the orphans.
And, to my surprise, it wasn’t orphans what I first found... Well... Maybe she was an orphan, but that wasn’t what I meant. Since right in front of me. I could see the face of a killer, of the person who had killed Holly in the most unnecessary (although, not entirely unjustified) way.
I felt my expression shift for exactly half a second before I forced it back to normal. Seemed like the vigilante was here, how nice, Anyway. I didn’t believe I was on her radar yet, so better to keep it that way for the time being. Even if she had seen my shift in behavior, it could be attributed to mere surprise on my part.
It was amazing how living in the band had conditioned me for these kinds of things. To the point, I could mute my feelings almost as if turning a switch on and off.
I was not about to try and kill this woman yet, so no use in bothering myself with conflicting emotions. I was here to help the kids first and foremost. Everything else was secondary to the mission.
One step at a time. One foot after the other. When you let your feelings get in the way of the job, that is when you die or get your companions killed. That is how you fail a hit. It is a job and nothing more, that is how you must take it.
With a deep breath, I got to work again.
I watched the woman enter the house at about the same time I was doing so. But she moved faster, going to extinguish the flames and already guiding the children back to safety. And I let her go without a hitch.
At the very least, I managed to get a quick look at her. She was a faunus for once, with grey or silver hair. About the same height as me, so around 160. Didn’t look overly muscular, so probably she weighed a little less than me since she didn’t have a tail. Young, but clearly not a teenager.
She didn’t seem overly dependent on weapons. Wich was logical considering how strong her semblance was. Still. More often than not, people don’t get to have such powerful ones without the skills to back them out and avoid dying while strengthening them (A lesson apparently Holly never took seriously)
So that was something to be on the look for. And albeit it could be because it was unnecessary, the woman didn’t seem overly fast in her movements.
Alright! Nice. Excellent, even. This was plenty of info already. It all would come in handy for the future. The best thing was, even if her first appearance in the White Nights Festival had been a dangerous one, she seemed pretty calm and collected right now... Which meant she could be easily baited into taking action if absolutely necessary...
Not like I was planning on doing anything reprehensible to achieve said results. But misdirection and deception went a long way into messing with someone’s head.
On a more important note, I couldn’t really get on her case on this one... It was a good deed, in a way. I was craving for people down here to take things into their own hands every once in a while. So... I felt kind of conflicted when I saw her being so... Ironically helpful.
Such a shame, really. That she had to be so fucking dangerous in the broadest sense of the word...
But right then, there were more important things to care about, namely the building on fire with children on it. So I would put aside those pesky feelings for the time being. In the middle of a battlefield was not the right place to let oneself delve into unnecessary thoughts. Least of all when there were civilians in danger.
I noticed we were going to cross each other's path as we traversed a narrow corridor. So I nodded wordlessly as I walked past her and into a nearby room. Looking for any stragglers that could be scared, hiding under a table or inside a closet.
I didn't find a single one of them, which was really fucking good. The children were good behaved kids that had stuck together and close to the headmistress. I certainly would have been way more worried if I had found different pockets of kids scattered all around the orphanage.
Still, It would be unwise to leave any room unchecked, so I took my time to visit each and everyone at least in a passing way... After a while. I emerged from the building and where the other trainees were waiting for me.
-Alright, that seems to be all of them, but I don’t wanna take any chances. Chloro! You know these kids right? Check out that all of them are outside!- I called towards the mute girl in hopes she could ease my concerns in the matter.
-Don’t think the building got structurally damaged, but I don’t know if I feel comfortable letting the kids in again until it’s been checked out-
Yeah, fires were dangerous, as obvious as it was. You never knew how structurally safe was a house that had been licked by the flames. So until some architect or technician could come and take a look at this, it was probably for the best if we closed down the building for now.
-Anyone has a place the kids can stay in for the night? If not, it’s probably alright, but I don’t like leaving things to chance- I asked everyone around me. If they didn’t we could always use our fucking authority and select one of the nearby buildings for the deed. Whoever we inconvenienced could be repaid by the council later.
-Also. Those things actually called for reinforcements... So it’s probably a good idea to get the kids the hell out of here least one of the toys manages to hurt them-
I finally declared as I made a small perimeter around the children. Both to provide physical protection and to give them at least a semblance of safety
I saw the white-haired woman get some kind of message from her radio and go away swiftly after arriving. I was about to see what to do with the kids when a rather disturbing sight appeared in the distance. It was an airship fashioned with the Great Grin logo, delivering a message from what was lightly a loudspeaker.
-Why the fuck are they going to make the toys explode!? How does that fix anything!? Why do the toys have a self-destruct protocol in the first place!?- I all but screamed in rage at the heavens.
This was way beyond a reasonable response. The toys were dangerous. But turning each and every one of them into a bomb was only making things worse.
This motherfucker was so done once I got my hands on him. Way to ruin the fucking holidays for everyone.
-Whatever. Someone has to go check that shit out. If it’s false and they dropped a bomb or something, I’ll have to go anyway. And if it’s really something that can help us, then I don’t want any cocksucker to take it and sell it for scrap parts on the morrow-
I called out to the rest of the huntresses. Completely uncaring about my language in front of the kids at this point. They were orphanage children. They would learn way worse words eventually.
After asking for someone to stay in charge of the kids for a while, I began jogging towards the center of the Ground district. Where the care package allegedly would drop.
The streets were a little broken down, likely a byproduct of the killer toys wandering around.
But after a couple minutes, I managed to reach the aforementioned target. I caught a glimpse of a figure walking trough the rooftops, so I took out the fire stairs too see what it was that all about. Since I couldn't find the promised package on the ground, so a bird's eye view was probably an improvement anyway.
And luckily for me, very familiar looking girl had already located the box, so I could pinpoint the position easily than if I had to look for it myself. And considering it was over a roof, I would have taken a long ass time in doing so. Waving in her direction to make my presence known I walked towards her while eyeing the stuff around us with curiosity.
Apparently the EMP came with an instructions manual. That was great!
I skimmed through it once Powehi was done with it. It was more than a hundred pages to be read in less than an hour... That was bad... Was this a fucking joke? If they were going to do this they could as well rig the explosions for later! I refused to believe the city would completely go in flames from the toys wandering around for a couple more hours.
Fishing my scroll. I searched all of my contacts, making calls left and right before deciding to set with a group call that encompassed (almost) all of the people I knew. All the while, a very small detachment of toys had already entered the scene, but I absentmindedly stepped on them until there was only one left, they were four or five, an not really carrying any weapon whatsoever.
-Yo! Anyone knows how to work an EMP pulse?- I asked into the scroll speakers. But, as expected, that was not a skill people living in the slums were particularly trained with.
Grabbing the only remaining toy, one that looked remarkably similar to Kishka, only with different hair color. I devoted a couple seconds to eviscerate and tore open her mechanized stomach, trying in vain to look for a solution in an area I was woefully inexperienced in.
-Powehi?- I called out to her, my eyes not leaving the small action figure in my hands. -You are a mechanic, right? Do you know how to work these things out...?-
I asked, motioning to the big black box over where she was, and the small devices all around it. Hopefully, the girl would know how to operate these things so the ship could blast the toys from above...
Wait, if they EMP from their ship, wouldn’t that make the ship fall to the ground as well? Damn, now I was doubting... They were the responsible party, after all...
-On second thought. Can you tell if these are really EMP devices and not bombs? After the shit they are pulling, I’m not sure I trust these motherfuckers with not sending us to deliver bombs or something like that... Not as if they are not blowing the toys to try and hide their own fuckups, but that’s beyond the point-
I said, as the small Bell Burzanova action figure chewed on my fingers and blasted annoying light from her hands at me. Before I simply ripped out her arms as retaliation.
Fucking toys. I was sure next year the kids would be more than happy to receive clothing for the holidays.
Post by Argent Steele on Dec 24, 2020 15:55:56 GMT -5
I know you got hate in you. Most do. Trick is to use it, 'stead of it usin' you.
But you know this. Vengeance is a motivator, not the motive. Don't hunt 'em 'cause you been wronged. Hunt 'em 'cause what they did was wrong. There's a world of difference there, kid. One makes you selfish. The other makes you a hero.
And I see a hero in you.
❝
A quiet eye was kept on the blonde girl as the two of them started making their way over towards the shopping district. Argent had never been particularly good at reading body language, but even he could tell that Rose was - how did Evangeline say it - twitterpated? At the very least, out of it enough that she was reacting physically to her own thoughts. The snake Faunus decided to mind his own business as he turned his attention back to the road ahead, though his lips pressed together for a few moments in exasperated amusement at her response.
"As I'm sure you've noticed, I'm not a fox type Faunus, or even anything close to the sort. Your guess would be as good a-"
The sudden sound of an explosion brought his words up short. The snake Faunus stared for a moment, wide eyed - felt panic and adrenaline rush through him before he clenched his fists tight and quashed them down, suppressing the emotions with an exhale of breath and forcing himself to remain calm. Huntsmen didn't have the luxury of panic.
"I see it," he responded in a clipped tone, short and tense, breaking into a run behind Rose as she sprinted her way towards the explosion. Mentally, he took stock of the situation - he didn't have his weapons with him, stored as they were within the locker in his room - and unlike his professor, he didn't happen to have any convenient projectiles that could serve in a pinch if said weapons didn't happen to be on him at the moment. Despite what she had once told him, Argent wasn't confident enough to take on a pack of Grimm or a bunch of terrorists with only a pack of pens to his name.
That being said, it seemed like the actual cause of the ruckus was far more bizarre than any of the more reasonable alternatives that he had thought of. A castle of toy bricks, and one that was manned by any number of automated small toys to boot, which currently being dealt with by a number of others who seemed to have things fairly well in hand, insofar as they were keeping the situation under control. He didn't know much about the situation, and so glanced about to get his bearings. Before he could do much more than gather his wits about him, however, Rose plunged headfirst into the affair, as she was wont to. Biting back a curse as what seemed to be a champion of sorts came out to confront her, Argent dropped into a low run and snatched up some nearby debris, holding the shards of rubble between his fingers and ready to fire off-
Only to have the moment interrupted by a massive burst of flame. What followed was a rapid-fire sequence of events - the airship above, the announcements, the distant airdrop, the newcomer on her bicycle leaving as quickly as she'd come, and with her, the other who had helped pull Rose from the immediate aftermath of the toy demon's sudden appearance.
The snake Faunus barely had time to take it all in before shifting among the debris of the castle that Rose had demolished notified him that the threat wasn't over. From what had been nothing but plastic bricks and the fallen corpses of their fellows, a quad of vehicles roared out at high speed. They were about the size of a grown man's hand from end to end, stunt rider toys that had been apparently modified to go at high speed - reflexively, Argent brought his right hand to bear, still holding the debris that he would have used as ammunition for his Semblance, only to abruptly arrest himself when he saw the glowing vials of Dust mounted on each stunt rider's back. Each was the size of a small thermos, lashed awkwardly to the back of the motorcycles like so much cargo - and glowing a dangerous red. An explosion of that size, if the containment unit was breached, would definitely take away a chunk of the surrounding streets with it - and everyone within that radius. Cursing to himself as the four of them split out across the street and raced away, he started chasing after them, shouting for Rose to follow.
"Don't hit the Dust vials!" he hollered, doing his level best to catch up to the surprisingly fast toys.
Introducing Problem: Stop the Stunt Riders - Gently! (Obstacle 12)
WHISPER OF THE WYRM (SEMBLANCE): [RANK C]
SERPENT'S BENEDICTION: SPEED OF THE SCYLLA (SPEED) [RANK E] SERPENT'S BENEDICTION: DANCE OF THE DRAGON (AGILITY) [RANK C] SERPENT'S BENEDICTION: GLARE OF THE GORGON (MARKSMANSHIP) [RANK E] SERPENT’S BENEDICTION: WINGS OF THE WYVERN (ACROBATICS) [RANK F] SERPENT’S BENEDICTION: TALONS OF THE TARASQUE (MARTIAL ARTS)[RANK F]
OUROBOROS (WEAPON): [RANK E]
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Last Edit: Dec 24, 2020 15:56:46 GMT -5 by Argent Steele
Alina (One problem remaining): Calming the Citizenry Social 10 OP: 10 from Alina and 10 from solving for 20 total.
Nina (One problem remaining): Scary Santas!? (Social: 7) OP: 7 from Chloro and 10 from solving for 17 total.
Red (One problem remaining): The Hot Chocolate Is Missing (Obstacle 8) OP: 8 from Russet and 10 from solving for 18 total.
Bianca (One problem remaining): Investigate the Smoke Coming From the City (Obstacle 9) OP: 5 from Escarlata, 9 from Escarlata and 10 for solving for 24 total.
Escarlata (One problem remaining): A group of Thugs are threatening our local friendly hitman! Help him save that poor man! (Combatants Difficulty 6) OP: 6 from Bianca and 10 from solving for 16 total.
Russet (One problem remaining): Runaway Cars! (Obstacle: 10) OP: 6 from Alina, 8 from Red, 5 from Alina, 6 from Russet, 6 from Red, 7 from Vesper, 10 from Red and 10 from solving for 58 total.
Berwyn (One problem remaining): The missus is not a chew toy! (Combatants 8) OP: 5 from Chloro, 8 from Nina and 10 for solving for 23 total.
Vesper (One problem remaining): Avocado goes 'a' (Combatants 5) OP: 2 from Hinata, 2 from Aladriel, 5 from Kos Mos and 10 from solving for 19 total.
Hinata (One problem remaining): Please don't wreck my bar! (Social 9) OP: 9 from Vesper and 10 from solving for 19 total.
Aladriel (One problem remaining): Aladrial's Fans (Social 8) OP: 8 from Kimmie and 10 from solving for 18 total.
Kimmie (One problem remaining): Fans have crowded Kimmie! (Social 9) OP: 9 from Hinata and 10 from solving for 19 total
Chloro (One problem remaining): Chloro is getting swarmed too (Combatants Difficulty 8) OP: 6 from Berwyn, 7 from Bianca, 8 from Escarlata and 10 from solving
Vesper (Zero problems remaining): Bat is Sad (12 Social) OP: 8 from Aladriel, 12 from Vesper and 10 from solving for 30 total.
Escarlata (Zero problems remaining): The Assault Begins. (Combatants Difficulty 9) OP: 9 from Bianca and 10 from solving for 19 total.
Berwyn (Zero problems remaining): Save the Orphans from the Grindenburg Disaster (Mobility 10) OP: 6 from Chloro, 10 from Knight and 10 from solving for 26 total.
Red (Zero problems remaining): Storm the Lego Castle (Combatants 12) OP: 12 from Rose and 10 from solving for 22 total.
Rose (One problem remaining): Stop the Sideshow Statue from Hell! (Combatants 12) OP: 10 from Red, 5 from Russet, 12 from Alina and 10 from solving for 37 total.
DM Problem: Get to the center and grab the box (Obstacle 8) OP: 9 from Red and 10 from solving for 19 total.
DM Problem: Figure out how to set up an EMP (Social 5, can only be attempted with engineering/electronics related skill) OR Speed Read the 152 Page Instruction Manual (Social 13) – Must complete one before next problem unlocks OP: 1 from Holly, 8 from Bianca
DM Problem: Set up the EMP field (Obstacle 12) – Detonation stopped upon completion of this problem. OP:
Argent (One problem remaining): Stop the Stunt Riders - Gently! (Obstacle 12) OP:
Post by Hinata Tsurya on Dec 25, 2020 0:05:57 GMT -5
❝Show me colors of the sky,
But all I see is gray❞
935 w./ 3,396 w. total
Hinata smiled politely as everyone clapped and cheered for her following the performance. Honestly she was just glad that things have calmed down...though Vesper and Aladriel seemed to have stepped out? Huh, what was that all about, she wondered. Regardless, it seemed that Kimmie was not particularly invested in her little song, which put a frown on the small girl's face. She actually thought that her singing would impress the pinkette, but maybe not? Still, Kimmie was amazing! Hinata was definitely going to press her to be a Maiden when given the chance!
"Please Kimmie, feel free to make yourself at home! I like you! Hee hee!"
Just as she was about to hop down from her box, a loud voice came on from above. Was it...coming from outside? Hinata stepped delicately down and followed after some patrons into the street where a gigantic airship hovered overhead!
"Woooah! Oh wow, that is so amazing!" She cheered.
A long winded plea for help was boomed across the entire direction about an...EMP? Killer toys? Huh what? Wait, was that why Vesper's toy went batty? Following the speech, Hinata glanced up to see a giant box get jettisoned from the craft to crash heavily onto a roof top some distance away. One of the regulars of the bar named Johnny ran fingers through his hair and rushed toward his motorcycle.
"I'm goin' for it! Shit looks wack, yo!"
Yet as he was about to start it up, Hinata hopped on and gripped his gut tightly.
"I am going too! This is MY home and I refuse to let it go up in flames. No buts! Just go go go!"
Johnny stammered for a moment, but he knew better than to argue with the tenacious girl. The bike revved up and they were off, speeding down the street. They had to swerve around flaming debris that littered the streets and Hinata gasped in shock as these poor people were screaming and running terror! Once cute and cuddly toys were now assaulting innocent men, women, and children! It was complete chaos! No wonder the man in the airship sounded so desperate!
"There!"
Hinata pointed to the building where the care package had crashed and Johnny swerved around, spinning the bike and kicking up dust as he brought it to a halt...back wheel flying upwards before plopping down harshly. Hina gasped at the slam before quickly throwing herself off of the bike and patting Johnny on the back.
"Please, go help out in any way you can! This is...not nice."
Again, he was about to speak up when Hinata pecked him gently on the cheek and smiled warmly. Turning towards the structure, she approached the fire escape and gripped her hands tightly into fists. You can do this...okay. Relax, you can do this, Hina!
The girl clutched the metallic, rusty ladder rung and began her shaky ascent. She refused to look down, despite how alluring the idea was...and made steady progress. It was several flights to reach the top, but the railing was stable and it was only stairs from this point on! Explosions erupted across the street which shocked her enough to fall over and lay there for a moment in terror! She held onto her chest and trembled, tightly squeezing her eyes shut! This was scary. Oh this was so scary! But...there were people out there who were even more scared! Maybe even dying! The thought of hundreds in peril spurred her to finally grab the railing and force her way back up.
At the top of the roof, she breathed a heavy sigh of relief that her venture was over and better yet there were already people here! Two girls were hovering over the opened box and speaking amongst themselves, so Hinata jogged her way over to them.
"Hi hi! Are you trying to stop the...thingymahbobbers too?"
Hinata blinked at them both as they examined the box, the one girl ripping a toy in half with brute force! Oh yikes! She timidly took a step toward the box and saw some metallic rods that...seemed to extend outward. There was also a weird electronic doohikey and a thick book that would be useful for killing spiders!
"Beg pardon, but if you all are unsure...I would very much like to examine this. The kind man seems rather sure that this will work...as if we have much choice."
The girl reached into the black box and yanked the manual out gruffly, flipping it open. The girl had a...special way of reading and though it was a tad bit embarrassing, she had no choice.
She started to sing the words of the instruction manual out loud in a peaceful harmonic rhythm to the girls and retained the information as she did so. As she sang, some very useful tidbits would be heard to establish their solution.
♪The EMP device can only be powered from having multiple conduit rods placed in a wide perimeter around the district!♪
♪All power will be diverted to a central cannon that fires down upon pushing the activator on the trigger device!♪
All 154 pages were read out in harmony at a speedy pace that Hinata alluring was...rapping? Was she rapping? Huh, Kimmie would be impressed, would she not?
Hinata slammed the manual shut with force and spun around as a small soldier toy leaped at her! She swung the book hard enough that the doll shattered into harmless pieces onto the floor and Hina made a humph sound!
"Okay! We need the rods around the district and someone pushes the big red button! Simple right? Hee hee!"
Attempting Problem: Speed Read the 152 Page Instruction Manual(Social: 13) Using Skill: Singing C (+4) Roll: 10 + 4 = 14 Result: SUCCESS
Post by Rose Phoenix on Dec 25, 2020 0:41:57 GMT -5
❝I Was Lightning,
Before The Thunder❞
526 w./ 2,261 w. total
"Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!"
Rose took a step back to brace herself, sword held at the ready in a defensive stance. The damn thing was massive and terrifying but nothing she couldn't handle right? As it stomped toward her, Rose felt a hand slip through hers.
"Hey, the fuck are you-!"
She blinked at the redhead with wide eyed confusion and adrenaline coursing through her body. Glancing back at the beast, Rose was grinding her teeth. The old her would have charged in without a second thought but perhaps it was smarter to retreat and evaluate the situation.
"Aight do yer thing there!"
Needless to say, of all of the things that Red could do, Rose was NOT ready for this! The weird feeling of being pulled through the Lego wall sent chills down her spine and, once she was through, Rose had to rub her arms as if she were itching.
"Uh...yeah okay cool. Thanks. Don't EVER do that again."
The blonde backpedaled away and sprinted back to the entrance to survey the situation, finding another red head playing with the demon. Shit, are all red heads just fucking insane or what!?
She brandished her sword to prepare an assault while Russet had the thing distracted when she heard the roar of an engine revving. Rose moved out of the way from a girl shooting into the strip mall, lighting the monster up in bright white flames! Even despite her years in the harsh deserts of Vacuo, Rose raised her arm over her face to block out the heat from the sheer intensity!
And just like that, in and out. The girls all took off without so much as a 'how do ya do!' which suited Rose fine. Things were going to hell in a handbag and whoever the hell these people were...this place needed 'em. Made her wonder though. Who the hell were they? Definitely not an Hunters she'd seen or heard of. Whatever, it was a question for a calmer time!
"Argent, let's get the hell outta here. We need to set up a-"
Vrooom!
A set of small motorcycles flew past her down the street at top speeds! If it weren't for Argent already chasing after them, Rose would have stood there gawking! Dust vials? Shit, what in the hell was going on here!? The blonde's head was a jumble of questions that weren't being answered and it was PISSING her the FUCK off!
"Oh god damned piece of shit sons a' bitches! Get yer little asses BACK HERE!"
Lightning flowed through her body and flickered like mad, enveloping the blonde in scarlet electricity! She lowered her body to the ground in a runner's position and kicked off the ground, leaving a trail of dirt flowing in her chaotic wake! The bikes had a decent head start, sure, but Rose was fast as fuck boi! Though it would take even the bandit queen quite some time to catch up and who knew where these hell riders were heading with those bombs strapped to their backs!
"Argent, get the lead out! Toss me or somethin'! I can't keep up with these damn bastards!"
Problem Attempted: Stop the Stunt Riders - Gently! (Obstacle: 12) Using skill: Semblance C Roll: 6 + 4 = 10 Result: Fail
Post by Nina Rivers on Dec 25, 2020 3:27:20 GMT -5
NINA RIVERS
Hark now, hear the sailors cry, Smell the sea, and feel the sky,
Oh good grief, there was so much happening all at once.
It was a bit of sensory overload for the poor shark girl, as she first heard the gunshots from outside, instinctively jumping forward to put herself between the shooter's direction and the kids, who were reasonably freaking the fuck out. At least they were aiming at the toys, not the kids, but with everything happening like it was, Nina wouldn't have been surprised if they had been going after the orphans instead.
What kind of maniac was that cavalier with their sniping?
Well. Actually, nah, she knew a pretty decent amount of people who were that cavalier with their sniping. And with everything else, actually. Shade Academy was a hell of a place.
She also finally realized Bianca had arrived, though she didn't exactly have time to greet her beyond a quick glance in her direction, because suddenly some guy was yelling about mobiles or something, in the direction of the holes in the windows. So that was the sniper, it seemed. She didn't recognize him, but he seemed friendly enough. At least, he wasn't too likely to murder everyone and burn down the orphanage and fill it with yellow squash or anything wacky like that.
Bianca asked how the civilian lady, who had a name, which was Miss Bellflower, was doing, and Nina stopped to take a moment to assess her injuries as best as she could, considering her lack of any real first aid skills. She seemed fine, aside from some light scratches and bites, and a whole lot of fright and stress. After an affirmation from the lady herself, she called back to the lizard girl. "She should be fine, Bianca!"
Which was good. Imagine having to go to the hospital because you got chewed on by a bunch of psycho toys.
It would be kinda funny, if it wasn't an actual, serious, concern somehow.
She caught the tail-end of Berwyn's struggles to figure out what was going on, just as she herself zoned back in, with no better grasp of the chaos than before she'd spaced out. Following Bianca was something she could do! Just gotta follow the smell of dirt and rocks. Easy! She dashed over to her friend's location, coat rack still in hand, as she yelled back to the much-taller girl. "On it!"
The kids seemed taken care of now, with Raul watching them, considering he was a very sane and stable individual who she trusted wholeheartedly to handle the children, and they had managed to free both the orphanage lady and Chloro, so now it was just a matter of beating up on these out-of-control toys.
Or well...
They WERE in the clear...
Before a huge balloon thing landed on top of the orphanage and exploded. Which was terrible!
Why was it so flammable!?
What kind of idiot designed all these toys to be so explosive!?
She once again had little time to react, as everything was just happening way too fast. A strange faunus girl came up, asking about the orphanage, and before there was even time to answer her, someone else arrived, on a bicycle.
Someone incredibly familiar.
It took Nina a few seconds to process it, but that voice, and the unmistakable scent of ash and soot could only belong to one person. Someone she would have never expected to see again, least of all in Mistral. It was such a weird, crazy, coincidence that she hardly even reacted as the grey-haired woman obliterated the crashed blimp and headed back out again. She was too stunned by the fact she was even there, and the fact that she had used that Semblance made her identity unmistakable.
"Huh... Hey! Wait up!" She was pretty sure Alina was already too far off to hear her yelling after her, as she started into a run, to try and catch up. This was a wild time to catch up with old friends, but it seemed like the wolf faunus was trying to fix the toy problem too, so she could figure out when the hell she got to Mistral, while they fixed the-
What the fuck?
A voice was screaming down at everyone from the sky, and she stared up suspiciously at the airship yelling about self-destruct sequences and all of that crazy nonsense. She figured she probably shouldn't trust crazy voices from the sky, but with everything else happening, it was probably worth a shot.
But she had bigger, more personally relevant, problems to deal with right now!
Like the fact that Alina was there, in the Ground District. Which maybe also meant Sinopia was probably there too! Maybe. She hoped so, but she didn't get her hopes up too much, because for a brief moment, she remembered that most of the time, people in her life just kinda disappointed her, and they couldn't do that if she lowered her expectations to the bare minimum.
But she knew for a fact that Alina was there, which was why she started sprinting off, before stopping and turning to Bianca, eyes wide and a goofy grin on her face- she was pretty damn excited. "Oh- hey, uh- gotta go do something!! I'll be back! Maybe!"
Adjusting her reindeer horns, she bolted off, at what was a pretty good sprint for her, considering she wasn't a runner. She couldn't exactly match pace with Alina, considering she was on a bike, but she had a nose like a great white, and she was going to track her down if she could- which she did! Which led her to the site of the burning resin demon, where she had to pause for a minute, both to catch her breath, and to relocate Alina's scent, thanks to the scorched plastic smells filling the air.
On the upside, she had found Rose and Argent by accident!
She started to greet them, but before she could, she spotted a bunch of toy motorcycles zip by, and the pair of trainees went running after them, so she deviated from her search for a moment- just long enough to hop into a long fountain and rocket off after them, to try and outpace the little speedsters. Unfortunately, despite her best efforts, she wasn't quite fast enough to catch them, and ended up just clamoring back onto land, empty-handed. Damn.
Well, hopefully Rose or Argent could get them- they were way faster than her on land, anyways. Plus, she still had a wolf girl to catch. Finding her trail again, she ran, sniffing, off in the direction she had gone.
Eventually, she caught up with her- and by the smell of it, Sinopia too, unless she was just picking up her other friend's scent from Alina. Staggered and panting from all the running, she looked pretty damn close to falling over, as she lifted a hand to wave. "Hey! Long time no see! Picked a good time to move to Mistral, eh, amica? Need a hand?"
As if on cue, Nina was suddenly pelted in the back of the head by what looked like uh... Well...
A hand. One of the sticky, oddly goopy and stretchy, toy hand things, to be exact.
Then she was hit by another one.
And then, all at once, a dozen or so more came flying out, attached to fast-moving drones, gripping onto her, and who and whatever else was around her, with surprising strength. They weren't actually very strong on their own, but a bunch of them together could prove pretty problematic. Especially as they had targeted a high pressure gas line nearby, which was slowly but surely being bent until it would eventually burst!
Oh no... This was bad! Like everything else so far.
Post by Russet Bruin on Dec 25, 2020 4:07:45 GMT -5
Oh thank the Brothers for Alina...
"Don't have to tell me twice, boss!" As soon as Alina gave the word, she slid right down the demon's back, and kept up her speed until she slid right past, and behind, her fearless leader, watching in awe and amazement at the cool as hell burst of mega-hot fire. She had set a lot of things on fire as a kid, but she remembered hard resin-y plastics being especially hard to burn, and this guy was made of the real deal- but Alina still ate through him like fucking tissue paper!
"Whoa... Hot damn, you're good..."
Well that sure beat the hell out of her idea! Great! Now all that was left was to round up the rest of the toys and-
Did he say self-destruct?
Huh... Russet was pretty quick to start dashing over towards the center, where all the EMP stuff was supposed to be. She needed to try and do something to help out, and if she could do that much, she would be all set! That same feeling of warmth from doing good deeds came washing back over her as she started to head off.
Right before Alina made her announcement, specifically requesting for the Iron Wolves not to head over. At which point, she stopped in her tracks, and paused to think long and hard about what to do next.
Because if Alina said not to go try and do anything just yet, then she absolutely wasn't going to disobey a direct command.
Though... She was still worried about this whole thing. And she wanted to help out still. And maybe Alina would need some backup? She figured Sienna would still be there, but who knew, maybe a third set of hands might be helpful?
Besides, her district was technically towards the center...
She would have to pass by the dropzone for the EMP manual on her way there...
So it technically wasn't even doing anything wrong! She was just going to do what she was told, and if she happened to save the day along the way, then that was less work for the big boss, right? Sound enough logic for her.
Since she wasn't sure if Sienna'd gotten around to fixing her bike yet, she scanned the area, quickly finding a car parked by a fire hydrant. She recognized the model and the plates, and figured Old Man Silver wouldn't be missing it too much- he was half-blind, and doubly senile, not like he could even drive it anymore. And she was going to bring it right back! She just needed the wheels to get where she was going a lot faster, so she went ahead and turn the keys, handily still in the ignition.
Zooming along, she came up to the center a lot quicker than she otherwise might have, which led her to a sight for sore eyes- Hinata seemed to have finished up her song earlier, and was in the middle of a really weird, but totally kickass encore, on a rooftop. Russet was already moving, before she even stopped the car, sliding out of the door, and running straight up the side of the wall, onto the rooftop in no time flat, with a huge grin on her face as her old friend finished her weird rap-song-reading-thing. "Hiiiiiii-na!!!" She threw her hands up in the air in a proud little gesture, cheering for her friend, as she attempted to process exactly what she'd been speed-rapping about.
Something about rods and a wide perimeter? She could do that! She was fast! "Leave it to m- BEE?" Her eyes suddenly fixed on one of the girls behind Hinata on the rooftop, all of a sudden, breaking her entire train of thought.
That was motherfucking Bianca Sabbato.
In the flesh.
"As I live and fucking breathe... Holy shit girl, how the fuck are ya? You owe me a drink! And about 600 Lien, and a freebie gut punch! Not right now, though, I gotta splitsky." She tossed a mock salute to the lizard girl, and ran over to give Hinata a quick little side hug before grabbing a bunch of the EMP rods, and taking off at her fastest speed, sliding right down the side of the building, and onto the ground, where she just kept running, taking a roughly straight path over all of the buildings in her way, which saved a hell of a lot of time versus going around them to get to the points the rods needed to be placed.
However, as fast as she was going, that timer was still ticking down, and it was looking like even her impressive running speed and maneuverability might not actually be enough to finish the rod placement before everything finished- to say even less of the cannon that needed to be set up in the middle!
It was a tall order, and she couldn't really fill it alone exactly. But dammit, she was going to try- Hinata was counting on her, and if Bianca got exploded by suicide bomb toys, she'd never be able to get that rematch she wanted...
AURA: 83% // WC: 862 // TWC: 3653
Problem Attempted: Set Up the EMP Field (Obstacle 12) Skill Used: E Semblance (+2) Additional Die: E Speed, F Driving Roll: 9 + 2 = 11 (FAILURE)
Post by Kimmie Loxley on Dec 25, 2020 14:02:00 GMT -5
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Being completely crowded had been an experience. Not a positive one, though an experience nontheless. Then there had been the inappropriate slap to her rear, followed by an attempt to hug her, which Kimmie had expertly avoided. Ducking under the hug and sidestepping, the girl shook her head, a somewhat stern gaze on her expression. "While I appreciate the assistance, dealing with fans is something I am completely capable of on my own. Don't attempt to hug, touch and much less slap me in the future, or I will not be as accomodating." With that, the pinkette made a soft spin on her heel, starting to head back into the bar. Yet she stopped, hesitated. Perhaps intimidated because the other female had been asking all those questions and been all up in her face, or perhaps intimidated because there seemed to be at least a modicum of skill behind the words of the other female.
The group that she was gathering could be interesting, perhaps. It could also be a complete disaster because, afterall, she seemed like an airhead with no grasp on reality. Just doing whatever she wanted to do, whatever sounded fun, for whatever reason she wanted. The world of idols would swallow her, gopple her up whole, and spit her out if she entered with such a naive mindset. Fortunately, that didn't necessarily have to impact Kimmie what so ever. Even if Hinata was doomed to fall from the sky, like Icarus soaring too close to the sun, if Kimmie could catch a ride upwards it wouldn't be beneath her to do so. This world was brutal, unfair and downright cruel at times. Not something an idealistic wanna be idol would understand. "I'm not going to promise anything, either. If we meet again, bring a drink, and we'll discuss. For now, this party's over. Tata~" The words spoken by the pinkette may have caused a bit of a stire. Party being over, said by someone looking like she did, had reverberated. People were looking around confused, as if they were meant to get up and leave. If anyone wanted to keep the party going, they'd have to put up some charismatic effort to keep the enthusiasm and atmosphere alive!
Kimmie, on the other hand, began marching away from the bar and into the night. It was cool, unpleasant, and she still needed to find somewhere to sleep for the night. Perhaps someone she knew had a couch with enough room for her available. Who knew, the night was typically full of possibilities!
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New Problem: Party Pooper [Social: 9] Not attempting any problems myself.
Post by Alina Rybalka on Dec 25, 2020 20:51:27 GMT -5
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[attr="class","nikki109"]The pace of events happening tonight was a little much, even for her. The one bright spot was that her own wards seemed to be doing fine for the most part, as the chatter on the Iron Wolves general channel was kept minimal and everyone seemed to be able to handle their neighborhood rather well. That meant that while the fires were numerous and spread out enough that she wasn’t able to deal with all of them, they weren’t so numerous as to rack up a large death toll or really any at all that she could tell. The fact that there were no confirmed fatalities was kind of a miracle in and of itself, and she largely had the training and effort she put into building up the Iron Wolves to thank for that. They had drilled to be able to respond to emergencies without panicking and making things worse, and it seemed to be paying off. [break][break]
When Sienna asked her if she wanted to hop on her back, the wolf faunus nodded and jumped off of the bike mid-pedal to make the jump without too much effort. Alina’s own reflexes and reaction time were already amazing, and there was enough trust there to where she didn’t even hesitate to do so. Her friend could run much faster than the wolf faunus could pedal, and it only made sense for her to hitch the faster ride and ditch the borrowed bike. From there, all she did was stay still and do her best to hold on. Neither she nor Sienna were very strong physically, and she learned a long time ago that attempting to “help” in any way only unsteadied her ride and made the entire process more tiring and slower than it needed to be. [break][break]
When they made it up on the roof, Alina released her grip and got off of Sienna’s back. ”I’ll make sure no toys interfere.” she’d update as she let her friend go and deal with the package. Alina herself was useless insofar as engineering stuff like this was concerned, and she wasn’t about to make it harder for others to actually do work just so she could pretend like she was doing something. This was not an idea that the next person to arrive seemed to comprehend, as they blathered on and let some sort of loud as fuck group call suck up all the air around the area. It was annoying and distracting, even for Alina, and she resisted the urge to just incinerate the scroll right then and there out of sheer annoyance. It was one of the teenagers from the orphanage, and one that obviously cared more about looking like they were helping than actually helping. [break][break]
Some fliers tried to come up and interfere, but a snap of the fingers incinerated them before they could dive at anyone. Another person climbed up to the roof, and they couldn’t keep their mouth shut either before long so they had two babbling dumbasses distracting the person who was actually capable of doing something about the situation. The wolf faunus had half turned around to admonish the idiots before realizing that the newcomer was actually babbling the instructions to the manual at a speed that was honestly pretty impressive, so there was only one babbling idiot up there. [break][break]
From there, two more people arrived in rapid succession. The first was someone Alina was absolutely positive she knew from somewhere but couldn’t place the name of. The fact that the blue-haired girl seemed to address her in particular after she saw the wolf faunus on the rooftop seemed to support this, but another toy attack had cut any questioning short before it could even begin. ”Jumping down.” were the only words she’d get out as she jumped from the rooftop to the ground level just as Russet went up the side of the wall herself. If it was most other people in the Iron Wolves disobeying an order, Alina would have been pretty pissed because they’d be more of a hindrance than a help. One thing she had always emphasized to people was that they didn’t have to follow the exact letter of an order if they felt like they knew better, but they better have a damned good explanation and reason why that deviation was necessary. For this one, it was pretty obvious and the white-haired faunus even agreed with the logic that Russet was more of a help here making sure that EMP went off without a hitch than anywhere else due to her speed and semblance. [break][break]
As she fell to the ground, she pulled out a fixed blade boot knife from her left boot with a serrated back edge. The first order of business was to sever the lines holding the sticky hands to the gas pipe and to the blue haired woman at the ground level. She could incinerate them all at this point, sure, but that any last-second jerking of the gas pipe was very dangerous. It was much safer to just dodge around the sticky hands being shot out at her and sever all of the lines before incinerating the drones, and that was exactly what she did. Alina’s ability to dodge incoming attacks was to the point to where it was superhuman enough to be immediately obvious to anyone watching when she was being serious about it, like this moment. Being able to dip and dodge away from high-speed projectiles from multiple directions at once with the absolute minimum physical movement possible required you to be able to work out the trajectories of attacks in real time and position accordingly… which was something that the wolf faunus had gotten very good at over the years. [break][break]
One by one the lines were severed with the serrated back edge of the knife held in her left hand, and once that was finished the drones themselves were all incinerated with a snap of the fingers coming from her right hand. ”With any luck the brunt of this shit show will be done in a few minutes, assuming that EMP actually works.” she’d note aloud to nobody in particular as the ash from the incinerated drones fell down like snow in the area around her. Her knife still had some pretty disgusting gooey residue on it, and she pulled out a the decorative pocket square from her suit to wipe the shit off of her knife before bringing her left knee up to re-sheath it back into her boot and replace the handkerchief back into her front suit pocket. There was a flash of visible disgust on her face as she did so, because one of the things that genuinely annoyed her was getting disgusting and random stuff on her person or her equipment. [break][break]
Attempting Problem: Hands Off the Merchandise! (Hazard 11) [break] Using Skills: C Agility and C Durability (+4) [break] Roll: 7 + 4 = 11 [break] Result: Success [break]
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Post by Chloro Smoke on Dec 26, 2020 8:52:35 GMT -5
we are the lost and the silent
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WHERE THE SKIES END -- STARSET
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The fire continued to creep up to the room they were in, as she kept failing to focus long enough to crack the door open. At least, until a brighter fire seemingly put out the main issue which was a strange one, and a girl with faunus ears and white hair appeared and escorted them out. She came out with the orphans, making sure nothing else came out to surprise them and once they were all outside. She heard Bianca call out about the possibility of any more missing orphans andd she did a quick head count. Thankfully, it came up right and all were accounted for. She gave a waiting signal to the kids before turning to the rest.
Which was more depressing than it should've been. The mystery white hair seemed to have taken off just as quickly as she appeared, Bianca seemed to head off in the same directions as well as the strange Nina girl. That left with just Berwyn left. She gave a light nod to her before looking back to the burnt orphanage. It wasn't massively destroyed and definitely could be resalvaged again. It would take some work... Approaching her giant friend, she quickly tapped away at her scroll before holding it up to her. "Keep the kids entertained and accompanied, I'll clear what I can."
Turning back to the building, she marched in and began clearing out what she could, albeit not well. It was all heavy and there was alot to do. She loved this place, and no way in hell was she letting it go to waste and decay because of some Great Grin prick company. Once she finds out the head of this company, she will take his head.
Post by Vesper Dubonnet on Dec 26, 2020 16:06:27 GMT -5
Vesper really needed this hug more than she was going to admit. Mom hugged her plenty, and even Aly was rather hands on with showing her affection, but this felt... different. It felt like it meant more than just your everyday hug you give before mom goes off to work or comes home again. More intimate, warm... special. Like it filled an emptiness. If she could make songs like her mom or Aly, it would have been most likely something to write about.
Maybe Vesper should write a song to Aly to make up for the words she just said? Those... weren't very nice. Also towards mom... She deserved those words even less.
She could keep this hug going even longer, yet Aly broke the silence. As the cow Faunus looked towards Camilla, the older woman looked surprised for a just a moment, before a content smile appeared on her face. Her tail curled towards Aladriel and kept caressing the other woman's back softly. "You know that the only place I can sing is under the shower, darling." Camilla spoke softly, before standing up slowly. The flirty tail gave Aly a playful brush against her cheek. "So you will have to find me there if you want a duet..."
Vesper made a joking barf sound as her mom said that line, before she focused on what her white haired friend had actually asked. The bat seemed to be uncertain how to respond to the request at first. It wasn't that she couldn't sing. Vesper knew that she could open up her mouth and songs could come out of it.
She just wasn't good at it, and Aly knows this. At least not as good as mom, Aly, Hinata, or even that pink haired girl from earlier most likely. Compared to them, she was a total amateur. She couldn't do anything like that at all, right?
But... if it was for Aly? After saying all those mean words to her just now...
...
"All right. I will sing with you!"
And without skipping a beat she walked towards the door again...which didn't opened from the outside as a safety measure. So, without skipping a beat, she went around the building towards the front. She could just get out a "I love you, mom!" before going around the corner. Vesper knew that if anything stopped her now in her tracks, she would get cold feet and chicken out. It was now or never.
There was an airship flying overhead saying something about toys, bombs, and EMPs. Very important most likely, but Vesper needed to sing with Aly. Other people who are great and strong would take care of that, right? She could barely make out Hinata appearing in the crowd on front of the bar and stepping onto a motorbike of some guy. Was that her boyfriend? Why was she storming off like that? Were they going to make out somewhere? Why do you need to go somewhere on a motorbike to do that? Wasn't her apartment just upstairs?
Maybe she didn't want her mom to find out?
No, wait! No distractions!
She could also see the pink haired girl from earlier also leaving the bar, yet Vesper wasn't going to let herself be distract by her either! She gave a quick. "Bye bye" as they passed each other, but that was that. Now standing in the opening of the door, the mood in the bar had again gotten to a low point. Vesper needed to step up now that Hinata had gone off with her boyfriend to smooch somewhere! Coughing slightly to get everyone's attention, she began to speak.
"I will sing for you all now! Vesper will make everything better!"
Nobody seemed to take notice of her. Mostly because most were still processing the airship flying overhead and its message, and some because a lot of other stuff had happened just now involving a brawl, guns, and all kinds of stuff you don't really want in a bar to have a great time. Standing in the opening regardless, the bat tried again, louder this time.
"Don't feel glum! Everything will be good now, as I and Aladriel Noir will be singing!"
This got some attention, as some of the cow Faunus fans were still in the bar. One of them turned towards Vesper with a beer in his hand and posed a valid question. "Well, we know her kid, but who are you? Some fangirl? Let the Brilliant Bovine perform if she want and get of the stage!" He spoke, seeming to be more interested in protecting Aladriel's image than actually being mean to the bat.
Still, his words caused Vesper to finally waver in her plan. She was really nothing to these people, right? They wanted Aladriel, or Hinata, or that pink haired girl. Not her...
...
Back in the alley, after Vesper had run off, Camilla looked after her daughter before walking over towards the backdoor. Taking out the key to it out of her pocket, she opened it up as she gave Aladriel a quicker way into the bar again. She only had one simple request. "Just... show my daughter a good time while singing... she could really use that."
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Attempting Problem: Party Pooper (Social 9) Using Skill: Showbiz Kid E (+1) Roll: 4 + 1 = 5 Result: Fail
Post by Holly Hock on Dec 26, 2020 17:27:17 GMT -5
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Can’t the Ground District honestly not go one day without imploding in on itself? [break] [break]
Well, it was mostly all right on most days, but why did it had to implode when she was doing her shopping? All things considered, very rude. Holly had been in her sewers for weeks and the day that she decided to up to the service despite all of the risks, shit just needed to go down. Crazy toys attacking people, some air ship flew over the district and there was now an emp that needed to be set up. Crazy wacky situations and Holly was just certain that her old friends from Haven were involved someone.[break] [break]
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Trying to safe the fucking day no less while patting themselves on their backs![break] [break]
Like how killing her was saving the day! Like how going off towards Rochdale or Kerch was framed as saving the day! Always needing to be wherever there was danger and trouble and being a hero. [break] [break]
Sure, Holly tried to help people and do something positive with her gifts at one point. For her family, for this kingdom, for other people’s wellbeing. She loved to be helpful in her own way, but where did it in the end got her?[break] [break]
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And now shopping fire dust for her sewer community.[break] [break]
The worst part of all of it? Holly was quite certain she was happier now then she has been in a really, really long time. Because nobody was telling her that she was doing things wrong. Nobody was trying to ‘get her into therapy’ or say how she or shouldn’t use her powers. Well, almost nobody. Some still told her how she should run things. None of them strong enough in the sewers to tell her otherwise. She needed to find a way to deal with such kinds of people to let them see the errors of their ways. Some form of punishment. Hmm… prison? Community service? Perhaps something else… she would think about it. For now, Holly was just focusing on going back again. Not that easy as a lot of people were still freaking out. Those who weren’t in their houses, at least. Some had fled from the toys earlier. The airship also caused a lot of people to go out of their houses to see what happened. Holly tried to avoid people as best as she could. None of them were important. Dumb normies looking at the airship. Her hobos were more important than all of them combined. They were ju-[break] [break]
The pinkette kept sulking as she walked, before bumping fully into a random woman who tried to cross the street without noticing Holly and Holly noticing her. She was wearing a long grey winter coat and was staggering slightly. Holly however, had fallen off the ground before getting yelled at. “Fuck off, street-rat!” She shouted towards Holly, who was recovering her fallen dust crystals from the ground. [break] [break]
The pinkette took offense at the man’s rudeness. Rudeness towards her.[break] [break]
The rando was looking up at the airship like the people around her. Holly walked up to the woman from behind. Taking out a small dust crystal from the bag and at the right moment, she activated the power within just before she slipped it into herpocket. Providing the spark was enough as the dust crystal would become hotter and hotter before igniting and beginning to set the woman’s coat on fire. [break] [break]
Holly was already walking away at that point when the screaming behind her started. The normy shouldn’t complain. Holly saw how she herself was apparently burned alive, and she was fine. Comparatively these flames would be nothing if used against someone who mattered. Someone with powers Not Holly’s fault this guy was just a normy. If she were stronger, she would be able to take these flames no problem. Normy just didn’t even matter enough. She will most likely only have second degree burns at most. That was like… normy survivable! [break] [break]
Bwoosh[break] [break]
Standing far enough away from the whole scene, Holly turned around as she heard an odd enough sound. Other than the screaming. She expected a small fire at worst, or the woman taking off her coat at best. Apparently, Holly wasn’t as great at controlling dust as she thought, as the man was now quite on fire. Did one piece of dust really do that? Was she just that good? Her eyes sparkled for a moment as they were reflected by the flames. It was… somehow hard to look away from. Nobody was paying attention to the distant girl with the scarf and woollen hat covering her head, so she just sat down on a nearby box as she saw the scene being played out before her. The fire wasn’t spreading, but that stupid normy was going to be in trouble if someone didn’t help real soon. Some of the by-standers tried, but those flames were burning hot. Must be wearing cotton or something. [break] [break]
One of her many mistakes today. [break] [break]
She was just a nobody. Didn’t matter what happened to her anyway. Like how the hundreds dying in Rochdale didn’t matter really. This girl could burn like a candle and what would it honestly matter? A grieving family, some newly created orphans, and a funeral director who got another job. She would otherwise just get stabbed in some alley another day, or perhaps her heart would give out in a few years, or it would be cancer in twenty years. At least her death would now be something Holly could watch and experience. That meant that she was doing at least something memorable. If she were to die somewhere randomly, Holly wouldn’t care. Right now, she had her full attention as she was burning! That made her more special than so many other normies! She was going to name her Gris! Gris was now burning up! Now she is even more important because Holly named her in her head! Isn’t it sad how Gris is screaming? Isn’t it cruel how Holly just did that to some girl? See! Gris was now more important than she ever would be had Holly not set her on fire![break] [break]
As Holly was being delusional, a red fire truck was racing across the street. Not an actual public service vehicle, but a toy. Most likely it had intended to go do whatever mischief it was programmed to do. It had a cute little serene even, as it tried to ride between people’s legs. When it got near the burning woman, it stopped, reversed a little, and a small nozzle on the top turned towards the fire. [break] [break]
The one little toy that did do his job…[break] [break]
Out of the nozzle came more fire, setting his shoes on fire.[break] [break]
Holly smirked, of course crazy enough to get the joke.[break] [break]
“Ah… fire truck… clever.”
Introducing new problem: Helping the Little Match girl (Hazard 6)
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Post by Aladriel Noir on Dec 26, 2020 18:34:33 GMT -5
Aladriel kept the hug nice and warm, keeping her smile and once she broke the silence, she looked between the two to see the responses. A light frown formed when Midnight said she wouldn't sing with her, just under the shower. Although... She gave a brief wicked smirk before looking down to Vesper for her response. Thankfully, she had a song in mind, a new one for the new EP she was working on. Very much different to what she usually does, but she did enjoy it. Damien's fault after all. "Perfect! You know those songs I left in your home a while ago? If you listened to it, we're gunna do the one I called Shockwave. Got it? Go get them ready, I'll join you in a moment. If they cause trouble, I'll sort em." She gave Vesper a kiss on both cheeks before sending her on her way.
Then, she turned back to Midnight, giving her rear a good slap and grasp with a smirk. "Don't tempt me with such treats, you know that I'll climb through the bathroom window and join~" She gave a small smirk as she walked through the now opened one-way door, stopping for a moment and flashing a confident smile. "I'll always try my best for you two. You're family, and family stick together. Would've been cool if MY family knew that but I have a much better one now." She gave Midnight a quick peck on the lips before heading back through.
Taking a bottle of vodka from the shelf and seeing that Vesper looked a bit disappointed and hearing the final part of the statement. She uncorked it and drunk deeply for a few moments before letting the bottle slam into the bar with a loud thud, commanding the rooms attention. "Now that's no way to speak to the girl who is helping me create my next album is it?" Walking from behind the bar and approaching the stage, taking Vesper's hand delicately till they reached the main spotlight. With a spin, she gave one of the microphones to Vesper, leaning into her. "You're the backup singer for this one hun, make me and mama proud got it?"
She took Vesper's hand, kissing it briefly before raising one hand and snapping her fingers, bringing forth 2 other versions of herself to take up the rear of the stage, with Vesper and Aladriel up front. She gave a small smile as she gesture for the music to start and began to get ready for the song, letting the more heavy music play out before the lyrics she had to sing kicked in, allowing Vesper to partake as well. She'd also dance with the girl as well, thankfully not her usual "ara ara" moves, but that was definitely intergrated into the routine.
And to say she smashed the performance was no contest. Vesper only provoked even more cheers and uproars in applause and support. During this, more citizens came in from the street to listen and drink. They loved it. Her smile was wide, and she looked to Vesper after their little duet, ruffling her hair and laughing. "That was amazing Vesper! Look at them! They loved it and they love you!" Words: 539/2171
Attempting Problem "Party Pooper" (Social 9) Using Entrancing Dance C Roll: 8 + 3 = 11 (Pass)
Last Edit: Dec 26, 2020 18:35:41 GMT -5 by Aladriel Noir