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 Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2012 9:09 am
 Deliberate Deliberation (Order Faction Meeting)RP linkSummary to go here
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 7:22 am
 ORDER VS CHAOS: AMBUSH! (ORP)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2012 8:24 am
MOON CITY (Battle follow up)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 11:46 pm
Mission: Used Truck (Ellie + Ricky)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2012 12:00 am
Varying Ideologies (Iris + Polaris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2012 10:31 pm
 Once Upon a Time, the Good Guys Used to Win
So instead she had gotten in the habit of patrolling early in the morning and in the evenings. It was darker and easier to go into hiding in case some pesky law-enforcers were about to stupidly try to end what she was doing. This morning had been quite quiet and lazy. However, the blonde dutifully continued to patrol, rounding the edges of the park towards the end of her planned patrol.
That was when she sensed something dark nearby. It was obviously a youma, and a relatively weak one at that. However, a rather sudden flash of bright yellow made the tomboy pause.
"You have gotta be sh*ttin' me..."
It wasn't the bright yellow color of some bizarrely bright colored youma. It was the bright yellow riding jacket she had seen all too many times in her neighborhood.
It was Old Man Stalker.
Also known as Daniel Stalker by birth, Mr. Stalker to the polite neighbors, and by her peers, Old Man Stalker. Kids got a kick out of his name, but he didn't seem to mind. He'd put a smile on his well trimmed bearded face and laugh with the kids, letting their teasing just roll off his shoulders. He was tall and lean, and had a habit of riding his bicycle to keep himself that lean. Ever since his retirement a few years ago (he seemed kind of young to be retiring), he rode that bicycle like clockwork. He'd leave his home early in the morning and ride around until some time in the later morning. Despite the extremely awkward last name, he was a very nice man, had a good sense of humor, and was extremely optimistic.
And unfortunately, Old Man Stalker was now being stalked by a youma.
The eternal senshi bolted into action, dashing towards the man's moving vehicle.
Though the man seemed to notice her, since he attempted to swerve out of the way, something else seemed to gain his attention. A robust three-foot tall ball of scales. Before the man could get his bicycle out of the line of the path, it awkwardly fell to the floor from the sudden attempted swerve, bringing him down with it. However, before the youma could actually make any impact, the blonde eternal senshi had managed to hit it away with a strong punch.
Mr. Stalker fumbled on the ground to grab his glasses and shove them back into place over his eyes. With one desperate swipe, he managed to get them back where they belonged and finally saw what had just happened. One of those Sailor Senshi had shown up and protected him from some oversized dino-ball.
He tried to get up quickly, but his body was still a bit shaky from the impact of the ground.
And once more the strange large ball attempted to swing back towards him and the angelic-looking senshi.
"We're not havin' that!" the blonde uttered out before shouting out "IRIS RAINBOW SLICER!"
She swung out a balled up fist which seemed to be glowing, and rather suddenly a brightly colored rainbow seemed to zip towards the ball of scales and slice it right down the middle. Such a devastating attack left the youma as nothing more than ash after the cut.
Coughing out loud, the elder man wobbled back onto his thin legs before attempting to right his bicycle.
"...dude... let me get that..." Wandering up to the man's bicycle, she righted it and held it by the handlebars until he had grabbed hold of it again.
"You saved me...?" he asked curiously, seeming to lack a lot of the fear that many average folks would have towards the senshi.
"...Yeah..."
As if he was trying to figure out the whole ordeal in his head, he uttered "...you saved me from a monster..."
The blonde shrugged a bit. "Yeah... I kinda do that sorta thing all th'time...it ain't a big deal..."
The man shook his head, seeming unable to understand something.
"...seriously... it ain't a big deal..."
"You saved me from a monster, and they make it sound like the senshi are the monsters? I don't get it..." The man finally seemed to claim his bicycle by wrapping his fingers upon one of the handlebars on the opposite side of the senshi.
"Well... um... yeah... I don't get it either in all honesty... but that's th'news fer ya, right?" She laughed awkwardly, trying to momentarily mask her own anger at the media for painting the senshi as pests that needed dealing with.
The man rubbed at his temples slightly, still seemingly distressed by this revelation. "I wish that things were simpler... like how things were when I was growing up... where there wasn't all this crime and drugs on the street and instead kids could play kick-the-can without a worry..."
The tomboy paused a bit at the choice of games he decided to mention. "...Um... dude... how old are ya exactly? Like 50-somethin'...?"
"Try 70-something..."
Iris' jaw dropped immediately, and Mr. Stalker ended up laughing. "You aren't the first person to get it wrong!"
"...just... daaaaaaayum!"
The man sighed, allowing his laughter to die down to mere chuckles. "Once upon a time... the good guys used to win... not so much the case these days, huh?"
Iris managed to put her jaw back into check and pushed her mouth into a seemingly confident grin. "Well... don't phrase it like that... it might be a bit harder to win... but don't talk like th'game is over yet." With a partial salute, she then gave the man her two cents worth of advice. "You should probably go back home and make certain ya didn't hurt yerself too much. That was a nasty crash!"
The man shrugged it off. "It could have been much worse." With that, he pulled his bicycle forward and seemed as if he was about to mount it again.
The blonde senshi released her fingers, then backed up.
Old Man Stalker turned to tell her "Thank you..." but found that the young lady who had helped him had run off before he could do such.
From where Iris was at, she could hear the old coot yelling out "THANK YOU!" She smirked a bit. "Some people are still sleepin'... ya crazy a**!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 25, 2012 8:19 am
The Inner Light (Meeting)RP linkA meeting on Earth discussing the potentials of Purification. And Iris apparently is a guest speaker...
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Posted: Tue Aug 28, 2012 11:51 pm
Given Direction One Will Flourish (Iris + Labyrinthite)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Thu Sep 06, 2012 8:58 pm
Demonstration please? (Iris + Kailash)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:07 pm
Hit me with your best shot, Girly! (Iris + Irene)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 8:52 am
Where's the Fire? (Anella + Ellie)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 8:52 pm
Kindred Spirits a Generation Removed (Noah + Ellie)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 7:37 pm
A Princess of Rainbows (Sutai + Iris)RP linkDescription will go here
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2012 5:19 pm
Not Ready to Take a Spin (Ellie + ********* style="font-size: 11px">It started with Aque barking up a storm. Given the time of evening and the lack of parents around and a lack of calling for fast food to be delivered, Ellie had a pretty good idea what was waiting for her outside. It was fortunate for the cat that the tomboy was not in a particularly bad mood. Otherwise she might have been stuck outside for a very long time.
The blonde swung the door open after making certain to tell her dog to stay a reasonable distance away from the door. Aque was a friendly boy, but he still had a lot to learn about dealing with smaller animals.
With a couple steps, she closed the door. If for some odd reason she got locked out, she knew where there was a hidden key, and push come to shove, she could just go for the garage. At her feet was a manx whose fur was absolutely frizzed out. With a c**k of her head, she stated the obvious.
"Ya look like sh*t, Cat..."
The small animal looked up to Ellie, eyes absolutely wide and looking as if they were about to start flooding out tears if the wrong thing was said. It was an odd expression for the manx, seeing as she typically was a rather chipper little thing. In a weak, yet attempted humorous tone, ********* commented "Well... that is very observant of you, Ellie..."
The blonde shook her head. She wasn't really the sort to coddle someone who obviously was having a bad day. However, she quickly snatched the animal up and planted the cat on her own shoulder. With that she turned back to the house and reopened the door. She obviously hadn't locked herself out.
Within two steps, a pair of blue-and-green eyes were focused on them, and a wet black nose was sniffing invasively at Ellie. "Hey... Aque, back up!"
With the rather stern command, the Australian Shepherd did as told, hopping back a couple steps before stopping and attempting to inch forward a little. The blonde shook her head before walking down the hallway a bit. She wasn't quiet, merely trying to fill the air with some sort of noise.
"Yer lucky neither of my parents are 'round... Mom's on a business trip in Chicago... Dad's decided t'sleep over at the dealership t'night... Jus' me and loud-muzzle over there!" Once she got to the door leading to the garage, she turned the knob and entered. It was dark, as was to be expected, until she turned on the light.
The garage had been a space for a long term project. It had been messy on a good day, and an absolute disaster on a bad day. Yet, the space was cleaned up, and a rather elegant looking Mitsubishi Eclipse GT. The paint was red with black accenting, but it still seemed as if it was unfinished. It was definitely missing the Ellie touch.
Had the mood started off better with the cat, the tomboy would have been grinning. Instead, she just offered a half smile and nodded to her prize. "Finally finished it up fer th'most part. Jus' needs some paint and stuff..."
"...oh... that's... nice..."
"...alright... tell me what happened..."
"...what do you mean?"
"Oh... come on... yer normally a lil' more fun than this... somethin' obviously happened. And now yer tellin' me what happened."
The little manx sighed. "Well... I just attempted to turn Irene into a Super Senshi... and... I don't know what happened... but it didn't work!" The manx shoved her head flat against the curve of the tomboy's neck. Her ears were flattened against her skull in a nearly defeated manner. "I mean, she came to me asking me to help her... and then... I wasn't able to... And now she's accusing me of holding out on her on purpose..."
"...And...?"
"...And... I wasn't! I tried a couple times... I even tried the more direct route... and it didn't work!" Another sigh was heaved. "I have done this so many times before... so I don't understand why this time... it didn't work! Is... there something wrong with me?" She let out a pitiful mewl and closed her eyes, as if she didn't have the willpower to keep them open.
Ellie walked up to The Vortex, then sat herself down on the hood of the car. "It ain't you, ********* style="color: gray">"...what did you say?"
"It ain't you." There was a pause before she tapped her fingers against the hood of her car, making a small, yet deep thump sound. "Lemme speak th'way I know. Ya see this car 'ere? Two weeks ago, I probably could have taken it out fer a test drive. It was nearly ready. However, it wasn't ready, so I didn't. If I had taken it out fer a joy ride, it was quite likely I'd end up damagin' it." With that, she haphazardly attempted to give ********* a quick pat on the head with a single finger.
"I ain't sayin' it's a perfect metaphor... but... I think ya attempted t'take Irene out fer a spin before she was ready."
The cat remained silent, but her eyes did pop open at the analogy. It actually made some sense. In the past, ********* usually was the one to prompt many of the upgrades she did. Yet, Irene came to her and specifically asked to gain more power. And no matter how much ********* wished and wanted Irene to be ready for the responsibility that came with more power, it was now quite obvious she indeed was not ready for it.
"...how... how could she say such mean things to me?" she managed to choke out after her momentary contemplating upon Ellie's shoulder.
"I say mean sh*t t'ya all the time, Cat," the blonde reminded her guardian.
"...It's not the same with you..." she attempted to reason before Ellie cut in.
"Bullsh*t 'it ain' the same!' It is th'exact same. People say mean things, *********! It happens! It might hurt, but so what?! Stand on yer own paws and ignore it like ya always do! People say mean things when they are hurt, when they are confused, or when they are angry! Irene obviously wanted t'become a super senshi, but she wasn't ready... if she wants t'pout and be a brat... then let her, but don't get sucked in by her tantrums! Yer better than that, ********* style="color: gray">Meekly, the manx mentioned "Well... it still hurts what she said..."
Ellie rolled her eyes before taking the manx off her shoulder and setting her on the hood of the car. "I ain't sayin' that it ain't gonna hurt. However, don't wallow in yer own misery! Life goes on... so ya need t'keep goin' on."
********* fur finally seemed to calm down, and soon enough the manx seemed to finally regain a bit more of her usual temperament. With a deep breath, she finally paid mind to what she was riding. "It's funny to think you've been working on this so long, Ellie! What do you think your next project is going to be?"
"...Eh... who knows... It'd probably have t'be smaller so that it could fit in the garage. Maybe another bike. I'll find somethin'!"
"...Hey... Ellie..."
"Hmmm?"
"...thanks... I... know this isn't your usual area of specialties..."
"...eh... whatever... jus' make sure yer not spreadin' round that I talked to you about yer 'feelings'... got it?"
"Got it! ... So... Ellie... is there a chance that Aque might have some leftovers for me to share...?"
"Sharing implies that yer gonna leave some fer him... and we both know that ain't gonna happen..." With a chuckle, the tomboy scooped the manx back up and went back into the house. Apparently ********* was in a better mood now. Food seemed to almost always be the answer with the round cat.
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2012 10:52 pm
Following Instructions (Irene + Ellie)RP linkDescription will go here
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