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 Posted: Sun May 08, 2011 9:11 am
SOLO MISSION
In Crantel: Recks Ruthor's Great Escape!
{OPEN}  speaking:
Aw geeze that rascal Recks Ruthor is up to no good again! Why can't he ever sit still in jail? He's escaped (again) and your job is to catch him and put him back behind bars.
... Why? Because he's a public nuisance! Do you know how many times he's vandalized the library and our offices! Plus he goes around annoying people for no reason at all, its terrible for us people trying to work and gets on everyone's nerves.
Oh but Ruthor is famous for being slippery and cunning, you know, going by the number of times he's slipped away. Let's see how long you take to catch him eh?
██ INSTRUCTIONS:
In your first post, RP your character going on a merry chase for Ruthor. Generate a random number from 1 - 100.
Take note of the number you generated. Then in your second post, come up with a response based on the result from the number generated.
1 - 20:
Ruthor gave you the slip and disappeared into a crowded fair/subway/shopping mall, drats.
(Pick one of the locations)
21 - 30:
OOH there he is! Sitting on that stool in a bar -- ah great, some idiot decided to start a bar fight/the pretty bar lady distracted you/security demanded to see identification because he suspects you're a minor. And Ruthor got away in the midst of all the chaos.
(Pick one of the scenarios)
31 - 40:
Ruthor attempts to seduce you... and while you're busy trying to think of an appropriate response, he escapes. Again.
41 - 50:
Ruthor throws a smoke bomb at you. It is super effective! And he gets away again...
51 - 70:
Oh crap someone's drowning/house is on fire/cat is stuck in a tree! Well... Ruthor can wait, saving lives are more important.
(Pick one of the outcomes)
71 - 90:
You've been running after him for a while now, and right now you're so close, you could just reach out and grab him by the neck... and then you slip and fall on a banana peel/trip on a rock/got distracted and banged into a pole. Damnit.
(Pick one of the outcomes)
91 - 100:
Holy tomatoes on a stick you FINALLY nab that stinking villain. Time to bring him back home to jail and celebrate.
██ RULES:
= Characters of any level are allowed to go after Ruthor, rookies included (because he really is more of an annoyance than a villain tbh).
= Catching Ruthor will give you 2 points for advancement. Put CAUGHT in bold red somewhere in your post and remember to record it in your journal!
= You are allowed to generate numbers only ONCE a day, meaning one chance to catch Ruthor. This is to avoid excessive spamming.
= You do not get any points if you fail to catch him.
= Once you've caught Ruthor, you will have to wait 2 weeks before he escapes and you can try to catch him again.
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mori-zae generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
26!
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 11:54 am
TEST EXAMPLE
Hack scowled darkly at nothing in particular as he dragged his feet down the clean streets of Crantel. Of all the things he could do today, hunting Ruthor down was probably the worst. He hated Ruthor, hated with a passion because that dratted pest always got away no matter what he did. Hack suspected it might be the bald guy's power, you know, to somehow get away from things, but to date no one could really prove it.
So if he hated Ruthor so much, why was he here? WELL, Flo decided him bumming around the academy was not "productive" and therefore sent him on an "important mission".
He was never going to trust her again. Ever. Next time he'd wait for her to tell him WHAT the damn mission was before he said yes...
A flash in the distance caught his eye... a brilliant bald pate reflecting the sun's rays: Ruthor!
Hack dashed towards the glimmer.
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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 12:01 pm
Hack slammed the bar doors open and strode in, and there he was, bald head and all. The villain saw him, started, spilled beer down his suit, and immediately made a run for the exit.
"DAMNIT RUTHOR DON'T YOU DARE --!" Hack began, but was cut off as a drunk aimed a punch at his face. He dodged it, but unfortunately, whoever was standing behind him didn't. In less than 2 seconds, a brawl was well underway and Hack was having a hard time avoiding punches... much less go after Ruthor.
Ah well next time then. Hopefully he could sneak back into academy without letting Flo spot him this time...
END TEST EXAMPLE
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Auric Halcyon generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
97!
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 3:42 am
Sunburst shrugged on his thin cape with a measure of pride, adjusting his mask and flinging his hair over his shoulder. Like a pro, like this wasn't his first break from the study and managements of the academy. The poster had been on the social board in the cafeteria 'volunteer wanted, catch Rex Ruther' the reward wasn't much, a cheap sports medal he could put in a secret lair, when he was a more successful hero, but extra curricular activities would look good on his school certificates.
The streets of Crantel were packed and Sunburst received more than a few concerned looks as he passed by shops, searching for a bald head. He had a black and white poster with Rex Ruther's details on it. Hopefully this would let him find the villain, and thwart his graffiti'ing.
Of course, Sunburst was so hyped up on his thoughts of the reward that he had failed to add in the details for how he was going to capture Ruthor. Oh, he'd cross that bridge when he got to it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:01 am
He was still wandering along, glancing in coffee shops and dark alleys when he saw Rex Ruthor's reported favourite spot- the Crantel public library.
Sunburst grinned suddenly; a stakeout wouldn't be a bad idea, and he could have a hotdog while he was at it. The library was an impressive building, full of marble steps and fake owls on giant podiums, overlooking the visitors. Straffe set up his stakeout camp on the back of one of the owls, watching people running up and down the stairs while he ate his greasy, questionable origin, hotdog. The mustard burned a little, but he got it down in record time, smiling and waving at a few kids that saw him.
That was when something cold sprayed against his legs. It made a shk, shk, shhhhh noise. Like a spray can.
"You know, owls are actually really dumb, like heroes."
Sunburst flipped over and stared at the villain who had bravely just tagged the bottom of his pristine uniform with a bright vibrant pink R. It surprised him, but then training kicked in and he twisted. "Obviously not as stupid as you. You know I'm here to apprehend you, Ruthor."
"Oh, shivering in my boots, kid. What are you, twelve? I've eluded heroes much bigger, smarter and-"
Sunburst blasted the villain right in the face, not bothering to wait for the monologing speech that seemed to be coming. Apparently Rex was also used to heroes who played by certain established rules and behaviours. Sunburst was more about the completing of a mission, not the witty banter.
Rex stumbled, falling onto his a** as the bright light blinded him. He dropped the spray-can as he fell. Caught!
"Alright, now.... these go on...." Straffe struggled a moment with the cuffs he'd gotten from the sporting storeroom (he was curious about some of the stuff in the Academy storerooms...) but he hand Rex cuffed in about a minute, the villain still someone stunned from the blast he'd taken, blinking crazily and cursing as Sunburst pulled out his mobile phone.
"You cheated!"
"No, you monologued. I'm just efficient." His mother would be so excited when Straffe showed her the shiny badge!
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Andraia generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
37!
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2011 2:57 pm
There was a scream from the other side of the busy road and instinct made Dani spin around to see who had made it. A frightened looking woman was clutching her child to her and pointing down the street. There didn’t seem to be anything on the street that should hav— Then Dani saw the famous glint of Rex Ruther’s bald head.
“Oh, bloody fantastic. I better get extra credit for this.” The redhead muttered, dropping her drink in a nearby trashcan and taking off after the hairless nuisance.
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Andraia generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
10!
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2011 12:28 am
He watched her as she came to a startled stop and raised an eyebrow at her. She could not identify the look on his face, but she didn’t like it. “Well,” he drawled in what she was pretty sure was supposed to be an attractive voice, “aren’t you a fit little thing. Why don’t we stop this silly chase and go get a drink somewhere?”
Dani blinked. Then blinked again. And then turned a pretty solid shade of red. Was he hitting on her? EW! She scrunched her eyes closed and tried to resist the urge to vomit, right there on the spot. The redhead balled her hands into fists and gave Rex the best angry look she could manage from behind a pair of large blackout sunglasses. “ARE YOU ABSOLUTELY—”
Then she realised, he was gone. “Oh mother of tissues.”
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Andraia generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
26!
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 4:36 am
“I hope you know that this is personal now! That was just creepy.” Dani shouted while she scanned the crowd of busy Saturday shoppers. When Dani had regained her composure the road had been devoid of bald heads. The only way he could have gone was into the mall proper, so the redhead had grit her teeth and followed him in. There had been a decent number of people on the road but in here it was chaos. There were people of all shapes and sizes so it was nearly impossible to pick out any particular feature. Determined not to be phased by such a punny villain the rookie hero ducked and weaved through the crowd, searching for her prize. Finally she spotted him, just as he was escaping out the other side of the food court!
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Sigma Octantis generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
89!
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 7:15 pm
He could do this, he could! Isaac knew who Recks Ruthor was, but only because he’d showed up in news reports a few times. He was annoying to even think about, even for someone who had never had to personally deal with him. He generally got on everyone’s nerves regardless of the fact and seemed to have become extremely annoying simply because he was mildly annoying in the first place. Not that Isaac really knew, but that was okay—he wasn’t sure he wanted to know.
They were out in Crantel when Recks escaped— right in front of the eyes of his small class group and teacher and all. He was pretty sure there were even police there just watching as he zipped along.
Isaac—curious as to why no one was doing a thing to stop him—raised a hand to ask the teacher. When the teacher responded “because I was waiting for a volunteer. Thank you Rift, now off you go… We’ll be shortly behind you, don’t worry!” he stalled for a moment just long enough to give Recks a definitive lead. Isaac already had short legs… it would be a lot of work to catch up!
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 7:27 pm
[OH SO CLOSE.]
Huff huff... Isaac's breath was fogging up in front of him, but he only caught glaces at it. He was running-- still running, he wasn't sure how long he'd been running but his feet were getting sore and his lungs stung each time he took in a gasp of fresh air... just how good was Recks' endurance?
But Isaac had begun to cover ground and get closer, mostly by pulling bits of roskyy to trip Recks up-- but he was catching onto that. It wasn't working as well anymore and Isaac-- he was just getting tired. He was running out of energy from both pulling roskyy and running, and at this point it was legitimately hard to run straight.
And there was Recks, bounding along like a child who had been given too much sugar. Aaagh, he was the child, he was supposed to have more energy then some old lame villain!
Ahead of him, Recks stopped dead in his tracks-- Ah! Isaac had worked him into a corner without even realizing it! Recks was trapped against a metal construction fence and too brick walls, Isaac had him now--!
Or so he thought.
He was running over a pile of garbage when he slipped on a banana peel and landed back on his behind on a small, soft black garbage bag. He was tired, and the slip was embarrassing, but Recks had no where to go... ... ...
Wait, where'd he go?
It took a long moment for Isaac to spot Recks running down the ally on the other side of the fence. He'd climbed over it... Oh, how embarrassing. Isaac pushed himself up and dusted himself off, ignoring the blush of embarrassment that flushed over his cheeks. The class was right behind him, right? They might have seen.
He'd just have to keep at it and try again.
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Sigma Octantis generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
97!
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:14 pm
Okay, attempt number two.
Isaac had brushed himself off, regained his bearings, caught his breath, talked to his teacher (who had managed to keep an eye on Recks even after he had bolted over the fence) and was ready to try again.
Now he was back on the trail, the villain hardly on the edge of his line sight, but he was catching up again. Close, so close... Isaac would get him no matter how many tries it took. Trying to catch Recks was daunting. Isaac couldn't let him escape again, he couldn't.
His face was pink from exasperation rather then exhaustion, his stride more steady. No banana peel in the trash was going to slip him up this time! "I'll catch you," he muttered under his breath as he zipped around a corner that Recks had just swung around.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 12:33 pm
Ha! A brick wall! No way Recks could climb that!
Isaac called out almost immediately in celebration, but Recks whipped around and held out an open hand. "You don't want to capture me," he said, "I'm no harm to anyone, I promise. Look, here, cross my heart..."
Isaac didn't know how to react to that. It was true that Recks probably wasn't any harm to anyone-- probably-- but it was still his class assignment to catch him and he'd been rather embarrassed when he'd failed to do so earlier. Still, if he wasn't going to cause any harm...
"Let me go, I'll be on my way, I won't do anything bad..."
And if he wasn't going to do anything bad...
Isaac was still very naive, and there was no true evil in the world to him-- as far as he was concerned, if Recks said he was going to stop then it meant that he was going to stop. The rookie hero sighed as he mused over the moral debate and seemed very distracted...
Recks decided to take advantage of the situation, pressing himself against the wall and slipping by Isaac without a word. He stopped almost as soon as he was past and seemed to think the better of it, returning to pat the young hero on the back. "That's a good boy," he said, "thank you."
And then he was off again, strolling down the sidewalk while whistling a tune.
Isaac shrugged and smiled-- that was nice.
He did an about face so he could return to his class, but when he did he noticed something pull at his sleeves funny, like there was something stuck to his shirt. When he reached behind his back, his fingers found a small piece of paper sticking to his shirt with a shot message scrawled onto it.
Ha, ha. I lied.
Lied? But... Isaac had just let him go! Embarrassment once more burnt on his cheeks, and he ran out to the sidewalk and began scanning it for Recks.
Ah-- there he was, stealing candy from a baby.
Quite literally.
Irritated and ashamed, Isaac held out a hand and found a rift. As soon as he had the energy to grab onto and pull he did so violently, drawing a line of roskyy out that thwaped Recks hard on his torso and knocked him on his rear. Isaac stomped up to the villain and stared at him for a moment before jerking his hands in a vague motion that made the roskyy slink around Reck's arms and hold him in place.
"That was mean."
"Of course it was mean, I'm a villain!"
Isaac was taken aback for a moment and did not know what to say.
Recks really was very, very annoying.
[CAUGHT. Second try, awesome!]
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melona-pan generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
38!
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 4:41 am
xxx  ___═════════════_│║█│██║██║│ ＊ ___════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx Anemone's eyes flickered back and forth, scanning the crowd of civilians before her as they rushed around to their busy lives.
She calmly sat on a public bench, hands folded lightly in her lap. Although she looked spaced out, the pale girl's eyes were
meticulously combing through the crowd, just trying to spot that infamous bald head she was after... xxx She had been told he crossed this intersection almost daily, and was waiting at it accordingly. Why he did such a thing was
beyond her, but Anemone had the impression he wasn't exactly the toughest or wiliest of villains if she had been assigned to
catch him in the first place. xxx Just as the girl's attention had begun to falter, a shine in the shine caught her eye. There he was, Recks Ruthor, clutching a
briefcase and stepping briskly among the crowd. Anemone jumped up, weaving herself between people in pursuit of her target. ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx
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melona-pan generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
40!
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 7:35 am
___═════════════_│║█│██║██║│ ＊ ___════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx Anemone had been in hot pursuit of Rex, when he slipped out of her sight into a mall. Brows furrowed in irritation, she slunk
inside after him, albeit unsure which direction he went in. Stepping carefully around civilians, Galileo's eyes caught on the tell tale
shine of a bald head. Hah! Caught him. As she gallivantly caught up to the man, she pointed an accusing finger at him. xxx"Y-you!" She stammered ever so slightly, but voice was uncharacteristically strong. "Rex Ruthor, I'm taking you back to jail!"
Galileo's tough guy routine was shaky at best, and Rex seemed to see right through it. xxx "Aren't you a dainty little thing?" The man teased, waving a hand in the air dramatically. "A pretty girl like you
chasing after me? I should be flattered!" xxxAnemone froze, obviously taken aback. W-what was this, now? Her face flushed, and she instantly wished this wasn't a solo
mission. Her eyes briefly flickered to the ground out of habit as she swiftly thought of an appropriate response- but when her
lavender eyes flickered back up to face level, he was gone. "Oh, come on..." ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx
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melona-pan generated a random number between
1 and 100 ...
3!
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:25 am
xxx ___═════════════_│║█│██║██║│ ＊ ___════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx Anemone silently scolded herself as she darted through the crowded mall after Recks. It seemed to be in vain; there were
just too many civilians. Even if she did catch up to him, the young hero in training had no idea what she would do to capture him.xxxWith thoughts like that in her mind, it seemed almost fated that as she turned a corner her face nearly smacked right into
Rex's chest. "A-aah~!" She let out a small cry, jumping back lightly. xxx "Y-you!" Rex seemed just as surprised as Anemone. His wide
eyed expression slowly melted into a smile. "Oh, I see. You just can't stay away from me, hmm?" Anemone's face
remained stoic. She took a step towards Rex, lifting a fist in the air as he began to tremble and lift off the ground. You're mine
this time! "I'm so flattered, an angel like you!"xxxThat was, until her powers hiccuped and he lurched forwards, nearly smacking into her once again. Anemone lifted her
arms in defense, face red. He bounced off her lightly instead of colliding, to her relief. Thank god some of her powers were
subconscious! As she turned back to face Rex, Ane's jaw nearly hit the ground as the slippery fish had gotten away again.
Anemone lifted a hand to her face, rubbing a temple. Again....═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════ xxx
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