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Issues are in bold since one or two of them weren't answered before.
RPC Name: Lana
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Rainbow Dye [50E; 7 post CD]
A die created by a simple spell. It allows the user to change his or her hair color at will, with a simple snap of the fingers and a spoken word. The dye has a long cool-down time, and as such, can only be used once every two real-time days A two RL day CD can be less than a post CD, which is not long at all. Thus, it will have to be lengthened.. Dye must be reapplied once per month.
- Spectrum Powder – Obtained by “catching” a spectrum. Can either be a real rainbow arcing through the sky, or one created by light bending through a prism One catches a spectrum using simply white paper: simply place the paper in the path of the spectrum so that the colors appear on the paper, and leave for a few minutes.Give it a # of posts for the colors to appear please.
- Charmed Water – a simple spell will charm ordinary water for use as an ingredient What spell?
- Ordinary shampoo – for application; simply mix the other ingredients in.
RP Sample:
...A last coat of lip-rouge, and she was done. Lana picked up her hand=mirror and inspected her image. The gold eye-shadow, and blank liner made her amber eyes look huge inside her small round face; her red lips looked lucious – shiny and kissable. A touch of bronzer added a glow to her flawless skin. But something was off; something added a touch of ugliness to her image.
“That hair color looks awful on you. I really don;t know what compelled you to choose it.” The rude comment made he look up; one of the succibi had bustled in, balancing a tray of meat pasties on her palm.
“Try brown, or red. Even violet would look good. Anything but that atrocious green.”
“I dont believe I asked for beauty advice.” Lana snapped, as she grabbed and bit into a pastry.
“And I didn’t ask for the awful torture of having to see your hair for the past two days.” The succbi countered.
“Get out”
With a sniff, the female demon, flounced out of the room. The click of the door turned Lana back to her mirror.
She frowned.
Obnoixous as she may be she is right. But which color? Any mistakes and I can’t change it for another two days...
Brown was to boring. Red would clash with too many of her outfits. So...
With a snap of her fingers, the green faded beneath a rich, dark violet. She inspected herself in the mirror again, and smiled.
Perfect.
RPC Name: Lana and Marco
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=23798265
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Speaking Bracelet [20E in same nation, 60 in different nations; no Cd]Make it 20 if in the same nation and 60 if in different nations and this'll be good to go.
Charmed bracelets that Marco and Lana use to communicate. When spoken into, the words appear to the other written across the white bracelet. Sending messages through the bracelet cost 10E. Can only be used for communication between Marco and Lana, however, the messages send can be read by anyone close to enough to read.
RP Sample:
The ground beneath his feet trembled, making the walls of the tent shake. Marco swayed upon his feet; grabbed the pole holding up the tent for balance. A loud blare, like the blast of a trumpet pirced his eardrums, and he cried out as he smacked his palm against his ear. The sound continued for a few seconds,then silence. The elephant curled its trunk, prepared to unleash another blast.
“Pidgin, please, please calm down.” He pleaded.
The elephant was hearing none it it. He cotinued to stomp his feet in tandem, as he let out another powerfull blast with his trunk. Marco’s ears rang long after the sound faded.
“That’s it.” He muttered. The idol lift his wrist to his mouth [Speaking Bracelet; -10E], “Lana, you’ve been in the library all morning. Get your head out of the books, and get your a** over here. Pidgins throwing a tantrum.”
A minute passed, then his the white of the bracelet glowed, and curls began curling across it.
“Oh, but as you said this morning, you ‘Are perfectly capable of handling one stubborn elephant, and don’t need the help of a bad tempered book freak.’
So you should be able to handle it, right?” The sentence was puncuated with a smiley face.
Marco groaned; he had forgotten about the spat with Lana this morning, but she obviously hadnt. And knowing her, she’d begrudge him for it all day. He was on his own. With a glance at Pidgin, who was preparing to let out another trunk blast, he sighed.
“Time to ask for forgiveness.”
Marco whirled. Standing behind him, grinning, was one of the cage masters. The man – with black hair pulled into a pony tail and a blue jumper swallowing his skinny frame – tipped his cap.
“Sorry, saw what she wrote.” His voice was heavy with a Devil’s Eye accent, “Know how the lady is.”
“All too well.” Marco nodded, “All too well.”
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RPC Name: Lana
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Rainbow Dye [50E; 7 post CD]
A die created by a simple spell. It allows the user to change his or her hair color at will, with a simple snap of the fingers and a spoken word. The dye has a long cool-down time, and as such, can only be used once every two real-time days A two RL day CD can be less than a post CD, which is not long at all. Thus, it will have to be lengthened.. Dye must be reapplied once per month.
- Spectrum Powder – Obtained by “catching” a spectrum. Can either be a real rainbow arcing through the sky, or one created by light bending through a prism One catches a spectrum using simply white paper: simply place the paper in the path of the spectrum so that the colors appear on the paper, and leave for a few minutes.Give it a # of posts for the colors to appear please.
- Charmed Water – a simple spell will charm ordinary water for use as an ingredient What spell?
- Ordinary shampoo – for application; simply mix the other ingredients in.
RP Sample:
...A last coat of lip-rouge, and she was done. Lana picked up her hand=mirror and inspected her image. The gold eye-shadow, and blank liner made her amber eyes look huge inside her small round face; her red lips looked lucious – shiny and kissable. A touch of bronzer added a glow to her flawless skin. But something was off; something added a touch of ugliness to her image.
“That hair color looks awful on you. I really don;t know what compelled you to choose it.” The rude comment made he look up; one of the succibi had bustled in, balancing a tray of meat pasties on her palm.
“Try brown, or red. Even violet would look good. Anything but that atrocious green.”
“I dont believe I asked for beauty advice.” Lana snapped, as she grabbed and bit into a pastry.
“And I didn’t ask for the awful torture of having to see your hair for the past two days.” The succbi countered.
“Get out”
With a sniff, the female demon, flounced out of the room. The click of the door turned Lana back to her mirror.
She frowned.
Obnoixous as she may be she is right. But which color? Any mistakes and I can’t change it for another two days...
Brown was to boring. Red would clash with too many of her outfits. So...
With a snap of her fingers, the green faded beneath a rich, dark violet. She inspected herself in the mirror again, and smiled.
Perfect.
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=23798265
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Speaking Bracelet [20E in same nation, 60 in different nations; no Cd]Make it 20 if in the same nation and 60 if in different nations and this'll be good to go.
Charmed bracelets that Marco and Lana use to communicate. When spoken into, the words appear to the other written across the white bracelet. Sending messages through the bracelet cost 10E. Can only be used for communication between Marco and Lana, however, the messages send can be read by anyone close to enough to read.
RP Sample:
The ground beneath his feet trembled, making the walls of the tent shake. Marco swayed upon his feet; grabbed the pole holding up the tent for balance. A loud blare, like the blast of a trumpet pirced his eardrums, and he cried out as he smacked his palm against his ear. The sound continued for a few seconds,then silence. The elephant curled its trunk, prepared to unleash another blast.
“Pidgin, please, please calm down.” He pleaded.
The elephant was hearing none it it. He cotinued to stomp his feet in tandem, as he let out another powerfull blast with his trunk. Marco’s ears rang long after the sound faded.
“That’s it.” He muttered. The idol lift his wrist to his mouth [Speaking Bracelet; -10E], “Lana, you’ve been in the library all morning. Get your head out of the books, and get your a** over here. Pidgins throwing a tantrum.”
A minute passed, then his the white of the bracelet glowed, and curls began curling across it.
“Oh, but as you said this morning, you ‘Are perfectly capable of handling one stubborn elephant, and don’t need the help of a bad tempered book freak.’
So you should be able to handle it, right?” The sentence was puncuated with a smiley face.
Marco groaned; he had forgotten about the spat with Lana this morning, but she obviously hadnt. And knowing her, she’d begrudge him for it all day. He was on his own. With a glance at Pidgin, who was preparing to let out another trunk blast, he sighed.
“Time to ask for forgiveness.”
Marco whirled. Standing behind him, grinning, was one of the cage masters. The man – with black hair pulled into a pony tail and a blue jumper swallowing his skinny frame – tipped his cap.
“Sorry, saw what she wrote.” His voice was heavy with a Devil’s Eye accent, “Know how the lady is.”
“All too well.” Marco nodded, “All too well.”
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RPC Name: Lana
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Fae Dust [10p CD; 100E per post]Most, if not all forms of flight, have a much higher energy cost.
An enchanted dust that – when sprinkled upon ones head – allows one to fly for six posts. One pot is good for five applications.
- Fae Dust – obtained by shaking the a Fae
- Angel Feather - a feather plucked from the wing of a Fallen
- Cleric's Blessing - the dust must be blessed by a cleric This does not alleviate my expressed concern of an endless supply of Fae Dust as your proposed camp provides Faes and something now tells me you will often be in the desert.
RP Sample:
It was times like these she wished she had taken the time to learn that wing creation spell she’d seen in Alice’s grimotore. Shielding her eyes from the sun with a hand, Lana stared up at the cliff looming over her, casting a triangular shadow over her and the girls.
“So...does this mean we’re turning back?” the blond in the back stopped blowing gum bubbles long enough to ask.
“Most defeintiely not. It’s just over the cliff.” Lana snapped, turning back to face the girls.
“I’m not climbing. I suck at it, and prefer all my bones to be intact.” Another commented.
Lana rolled her eyes. The women standing before her were beautiful, but after two days of traveling with them and their complaining, she was rethinking her original opinion that she’d love one of them in her bed. They’d probably whine the entire time.
“No one is climbing.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pink pot, “We are going to fly. There should be enough for all six of us.”
“What is that?”
“Fae dust.” Lana answered, as she open the pot and began to sprinkle it on each woman’s head.
Shreiks shattered the silence; the women were floating up into the air, flailing their arms and kicking their feet.
“Good god...” Lana muttered. The last of the dust touched her head and – in a fashion far more graceful that her travel companions – Lana lifted into the air.
RPC Rank: C
RPC Profile:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23796493#353410043
Lab Page:
http://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?page=1&t=23801657#353508541
Item Description:
Fae Dust [10p CD; 100E per post]Most, if not all forms of flight, have a much higher energy cost.
An enchanted dust that – when sprinkled upon ones head – allows one to fly for six posts. One pot is good for five applications.
- Fae Dust – obtained by shaking the a Fae
- Angel Feather - a feather plucked from the wing of a Fallen
- Cleric's Blessing - the dust must be blessed by a cleric This does not alleviate my expressed concern of an endless supply of Fae Dust as your proposed camp provides Faes and something now tells me you will often be in the desert.
RP Sample:
It was times like these she wished she had taken the time to learn that wing creation spell she’d seen in Alice’s grimotore. Shielding her eyes from the sun with a hand, Lana stared up at the cliff looming over her, casting a triangular shadow over her and the girls.
“So...does this mean we’re turning back?” the blond in the back stopped blowing gum bubbles long enough to ask.
“Most defeintiely not. It’s just over the cliff.” Lana snapped, turning back to face the girls.
“I’m not climbing. I suck at it, and prefer all my bones to be intact.” Another commented.
Lana rolled her eyes. The women standing before her were beautiful, but after two days of traveling with them and their complaining, she was rethinking her original opinion that she’d love one of them in her bed. They’d probably whine the entire time.
“No one is climbing.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small pink pot, “We are going to fly. There should be enough for all six of us.”
“What is that?”
“Fae dust.” Lana answered, as she open the pot and began to sprinkle it on each woman’s head.
Shreiks shattered the silence; the women were floating up into the air, flailing their arms and kicking their feet.
“Good god...” Lana muttered. The last of the dust touched her head and – in a fashion far more graceful that her travel companions – Lana lifted into the air.
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