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 Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:03 pm
Quote:  Status: Tree Size: 13 mm
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Natsuko-neko rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 10
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:11 pm
Aiden looked around at the little light wisps before doing as they whispered and walked forward. The mist around him didn't bother him and the music was somehow soothing as he walked. On and one he walked, noticing when the trees started to appear but didn't stop following the wisps until he came to a taller tree then the rest. He listened to the voice as she told him of wishing to serve and how she needed help. Help he was willing to give.
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He walked until the forest cleared to a lake and Aiden looked in awe at the beauty of it. He was drawn to it until he was kneeling by it and dunked his head under the water to listen to the sad voice. When he was pulled from the water he cupped his hands and scooped some up and carefully followed the wisps to the sick tree and gave it the water. The tree seemed to thank him and dropped an acorn. Aiden carefully picked it up.
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Natsuko-neko rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:14 pm
Prompt 6 Quote: Rolling a 6: Your character is a private eye detective, and this time, they have been hired on what is claimed to be an unsolvable case. You arrive there with only your handy notepad and your own, sharp eye. Something about the case seems odd, from the body, to the events happening, something paranormal. You feel like there is more to the story than what you've been given, but you can't place a finger on it, not quite yet. If you are a horsemen, hunter, or student, it doesn't matter, you are a detective, in Film Noir setting (in the 1930's). You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from. Aiden's hat hunt low over his eyes as he looked down at his note pad. The police officers observations of the case had been written down on it along with thought provoking questions he his self had come up with just from the descriptions. They told him it was the perfect crime and there was no way to solve it. Told him that the jewel thief would get away clean. The young man looked up as he followed an officer to the vault, taking in every minute detail of the hall way on the way there. Anything could be the clue he needed to solve this. Just one clue to crack this case wide open. When they finally arrived to the vault room he looked around with a critical eye, taking in the five officers around the room, the maid off to the side being questioned and the wealthy mistress of the house sitting on a high backed chair that had clearly been brought in for her. Something tugged at his gut at the scene but nothing jumped out at him just yet. He turned to look at the vault and slipped on some rubber gloves before crouching down and studying the door. Just as it had been described, the door was undamaged. "Queer isn't it? The vault door can only be opened with one key and that one key is around Mistress Julie's neck at all times." Aiden's long time friend Officer Matt stepped up next to him. He let out a hum of agreement as he got up from his crouch. "Th only thing stolen was a pendant that held a diamond the shape of a heart in it's center while surrounded by rubies." Matt continued as Aiden started to move around the room to look for any missed clues. "The maid claims she did not clean up the room, nor has she ever cleaned it as she is a resent addiction to the staff and had only just today been told she was assigned to clean this part of the house." Matt continued, flipping through his own notebook. Before he could continue, Aiden spotted something on the wood floor. He carefully got on the ground and pulled out his magnifying glass. When he made a pleased sound Matt looked up from his notebook with a curious look on his face. "Did you find something?" "Hm? Oh yes. What was the hair color of the maid last assigned to this room?" Aiden said as he gently lifted a single black strand of hair and put it in an evidence bag. The hair had blended in so well with the dark wood flooring it had been no wonder why it was missed. "She had bright blond hair that was short." Matt said with a raised eye. Aiden looked over at the mistress who had long, curly red hair then to the maid who had black hair tied up in a bun that he approximated to be mid length from the size. "Matt, what is the maid's name?" He asked, getting up from the floor. "Jessica Demark, daughter of Jacob and Lisa Demark." A grin spread across Aiden's face then. "The Demarks who were driven to bankruptcy four years ago by the Mistresses late husband?" Aiden and Matt shared a look. They knew who did it now, it was clear. They just needed to find clear evidence of motive behind stealing one item and evidence on how she had done so.
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Natsuko-neko rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:15 pm
Prompt 2 Quote: Rolling a 2: Your character exists in a timeline where everyone eventually became consumed by Insanity. Everything is grey now, chaotic and bleak. All you can hear are the voices, and the voices of the Queens that reside over you, lording over everything you do. You exist just a little better than a worker bee. Regardless of if you are Human, Halloween, or Horsemen, you are simply broken remains of yourself, mutated beyond recognition. A claw, hand, arms, limbs, everything has merged together in a distorted shattered world. All else you can interpret as you please, including roles and canon. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from. There was no color in the world any longer. No joy, no hope, no happiness. They all exist to serve the Queens in what ever they wished. He had a name once, a meaning to his life beyond this, but now he was simply there and his meaning to serve. He was broken and shattered, torn and ripped. Who he had been was fragments that no longer held meaning. No one was familiar yet no one was a stranger for they all worked for the Queens. He had no time to ponder what might have beens or should have beens. His time was only to his Queens. Long live Insanity.
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Natsuko-neko rolled 1 10-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:18 pm
Prompt 10 Quote: Rolling a 10: All characters in this world have the special ability that when they hit a certain age, they can summon a creature form of themselves. The most powerful are the zodiac creatures, the twelve animals that govern the zodiac (starting with Rat --> Pig), the least powerful are the lesser creatures that govern them, such as pidgeons, etc. When doing this prompt, look at all the minor achievements your character has collected. If you have less than 10, write for a less powerful one, if you have less than 20 write for an average one, if you have more than 21 write for a greater zodiac creature. How do they bond/ what is their role in this world/ how do they communicate with each other is entirely up to you. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from. Aiden smiled brightly as he blew out the candles on his cake. He was 16 today though technically he would be 16 exactly in 2 minutes but who was counting? There were cheers of his friends all around him as he cut into the strawberry cake to get his self the first piece. After that was done he quickly cut another piece out and sat down in his seat, the two cake plates now on a table beside him. This was it, the real reason he was excited for his 16th. Everyone knew that on your 16th birthday you gained a companion for life. Your spirit animal as it were. He was the last of his circle of friends to reach his 16th so he could see off to the side six animals waiting to see the new friend for them. When the clock hit 10 seconds left his friends started to count down, voices going lower and lower at each second. No one knew what companion they would get until they came so it was common knowledge to not make a lot of loud noise when they first appeared, just in case the animal was sensitive. Aiden held his breath when the count down reached one and with a bright flash his spirit animal stood in front of him. Dimly he could hear the gasps of his friends and the chattering of their animals but he was completely focused on the beautiful creature in front of him. If he was standing, the animal would come to his waist in height and was long, sleek and powerful looking. He held his hand out towards him in awe and his spirit animal, his partner, pushed his hand with his snout in hello. He ran his free hand over his companions head with a reverence that anyone with a companion of their own could understand. This was a life long friend. One who would never leave you, never die before you, never give up on you, would always trust you, and so much more. And Aiden had gotten a zodiac tiger. He slipped from his chair to kneel before his tiger and they lay their heads against one another as the connection between them strengthened and solidified into something that could never be broken. "Souji." Aiden whispered his partners name in quiet delight. The newly revealed Souji placed a massive paw on the teen's shoulder. {My Aiden.} Came the rumbling reply. Back and forth their emotions were communicated through the bond they shared and soon Aiden was offering his memories to Souji as well. Soon they would be making their own memories together but for now in their quiet world Aiden would catch Souji up on everything he would want to know.
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Natsuko-neko rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:19 pm
Prompt 4 Quote: Rolling a 4: Your character exists in a part of the wild west, where law is no longer on their side. They must obey the Sheriff, and that is their only singular rule in these parts of town. Their town is often attacked by the unrulies, neighbouring crude towns that reside to no laws. It is up to you to keep your own town afloat, and remember what it means to be a cowboy. If you are a horsemen, hunter, or student, it doesn't matter, you are a cowboy, or something that exists in the wild west setting. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from.  Aiden stroked along Souji's short fur with the brush as he listened to the women in colorful dresses as they passed by gossiping. Rumors of Littlerock town attacking them soon were flying everywhere and Sheriff Jackson was doing nothing to stop them. In fact he was using the rumors to farther stabilize his position in the town. The cowboy shook his head in disgust. Jackson was a fool with no real fighting abilities to speak of and just used his posse to bully others into doing what he wanted them to. Something had to change and change fast if the rumors were true. Aiden finished the brushing and started to saddle up his white and black horse. But what could he do to force the change? When should it change to? There were questions that needed to be answered and answered fast.
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Natsuko-neko rolled 1 10-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 4:24 pm
Prompt 1 Quote: Rolling a 1: Your character exists in a timeline where the horsemen Apocalypse actually occurred. Basically the Horsemen (four clans) have taken over the Human World. If you are a horsemen you dominate this world, if you are a Hunter you exist as food, if you are part of Halloween you exist as the Resistance fighting against the horsemen. All else you can interpret as you please, including roles and canon. You are only writing your character's POV but you can borrow NPCs and any players characters you got permission from. He ran as fast as his legs would allow. To them he was nothing more then cattle. To them he was food. He could not get caught by them now or in all likely he would die as this was not the first time he had run. Aiden ducked around a wall and slipped inside a doorway to an abandoned house. He would have to hide to survive but he knew it wasn't likely he would last long. He rushed through the rooms and gave a thankful smile when he got to the one he wanted. In the kitchen was was a pantry that held a hidden room and it had a hidden tunnel, and that was where he was going. He hurried to get to it as he heard slams coming from the side door he had come through. His heart was pounding now as he found the hidden latch for the door and slipped in side. He closed the door behind him and stilled, listening to the yells of his pursuers. How long would they look for him? Would they succeed in finding him? These questions and more ran through his panicked mind as the sounds got closer and closer. He started to shake in fear and backed away from the hidden door slowly and quietly. At least he had been quiet until he tripped over a bucket and yelped as he fell tot he floor. He stilled again at the quietness of the house, heart speeding up even more and his breathes coming in panicked bursts. Then the hidden door opened, spilling light into the darkness and making the figure in the door way a shadowy silhouette. He had been found.
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 7:36 pm
Aiden walked back to the seed and with a smile offered the memory bubbles to it. It's thankfulness was felt as was the small blessing it offered in return as it grew larger into a sapling.
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 7:48 pm
Aiden stepped back to look at the sapling with pride as it had grown more. But then the whispers pulled him back to the lake where he saw the castle off in the distance. When prompted, he took water from the light pool and gave it to the little tree. It grew and gained leaves thanks to the gentle memories and he could hear a voice asking if he was happy with it. He the tree over and a smile grew on his face. "Yes, yes I am very happy with you."
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