In truth, Ever had been expecting a Sahara assignment for -- well, weeks now. The combination of food avoidance and cigarette consumption were a recipe, he'd heard, for playing famine bait, especially skinny as he was, even now leaning up against the portal and smoking a cigarette. The fact that this wasn't Sahara didn't exactly put him at ease. It meant his antsy uncertainty had to linger a little longer.
The axe hadn't dropped yet.
It never actually occurred to him that this mission might be as bad, and so he looked more relaxed than perhaps he should have, tapping ash off to one side with his head tipped down. He'd miss his teammates approach.
bittiface
meegane
Survey Mission 4C Location: San Zhi Resort Images:: x, x, x. General debriefing: There has been the stirring of something that scares even the locals: a rumour has it that in the evening, the lights turn on several of the odd pod-like buildings. Music can be heard from within before the light flickers off. This investigation must happen, due to this claim, in the evening after dark. * C class difficulty level (must have a team of three, at least one of them must be an intermediate trainee)
MECHANICS
* MECHANICS: RP assembling a team, as necessary, before heading towards the Lighthouse portal to request a portal to Survey Mission 4C. Once there, roll a 100-sided dice and match the roleplay to the results below, as well as any reactions. Players can continue rolling until any of the players roll a INSANITY ENCOUNTER, in which case the BATTLE PHASE begins. See below for battle phase mechanics. 1- 20: The darkness combined with the fog make it extremely difficult to navigate. As you move your flashlight against the ground all you see is the crackled pavement, the pods obscured from sight -
- As a skeletal face carved right into the cement leers at you -
- And disappears. It was just your imagination... right? 21 - 40: Tattered pieces of fabric seem to be hanging from a few smashed windows. Upon further investigation you realize it is actually strips of skin peeled off some hapless creature. 41 - 60: You take a look at the pods again. They look normal enough, though none of them have the odd flickering light. Well that's a relief. A strange jarring noise interrupts you and as you look back, the order of the pods have changed, from location to colour. 61 - 80: You hear music playing in the background, a sort of wailing, foreign music. It seems to be coming from right above you, but nothing is there. Only you can hear it. 81- 100: BOSS ENCOUNTER: - As you continue walking down the sidewalk you hear a large crack, followed by another. A strange gas explodes from underneath, making you extremely dizzy, as you cough to figure out what is going on, fighting for air now. You have exposed your entire team to a hallucinogen, making everything more terrifying than ever as your vision swims and hops uncontrollably and your hearing becomes muted. Something creaks, groans, lurches underneath you, but is that your imagination?
- BOSS MECHANICS: This boss is a mob that has collective 100 HP. Every time you attack it (following the general battle rules), you TAKE 8 damage. AS you can't really see the boss, most of it will have to be dependent on what you can see, if anything at all, from strange faceless figures lurching, half-hopping towards you to the smiling dead coming back and swiping at you. Make sure to tally the boss's total HP (the damage you did to it) at the bottom of your post as well as your total HP and the damage you did that round. If the boss's HP hits 0, you have defeated it, and your team can now take the portal back.
* 4 mission reward points for completing this successfully
Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 12:57 am
Shu was always so frisky, even when the last external mission was scary and with bugs, her attitude wasn't dismissive for a new one. It was a three-person mission again, luckily not Sahara that time. Having some valuable lessons, she didn't wear the clothes she liked, but in simple inexpensive casual outfits.
From far, the girl waved at the person standing, someone she would easily figure the identity. "Mr. Everrrrrrrrr~" she called as she hastened towards the hunter, like a mass of energy, "Have you heard thattttt? We're going to Taiwan this time, for the UFO houses, the famous pod city -" Then, she realized he wasn't paying attention to her chirps and tilted her head.
She paused, scooted over to his front and smiled, "Good afternoon, Mr. Ever." The neat ponytail she pulled up swung a little. "Who's the one we are waiting for?" She roamed over the view but couldn't see anyone but them.
"Well if it isn't my little princess!" Dylon strolled up to the pair, dressed in flashy and trendy clothing with bright colours paired with a vibrant headband that kept his puffy hair back from his face.
"How are you, Shu?" He gave Ever a nod. "Hey buddy! Who here loves the night life? This guy here sure does!" He of course jabbed a thumb at himself proudly.
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meegane
Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 5:58 pm
Once his eyes settled on Shu, he couldn't help but smile a bit: her enthusiasm infectious enough that he took one last pull on his cigarette and then put it out, shaking his head a little. Ever was going a bit shaggy, his cropped-short hair grown nearly to his jaw, long enough to be mildly annoying in his eyes, and he regretted not wearing a hat.
Dylon's approach answered her question, at least, and he gestured to the other man as he said it, then offered a hand to shake.
"Ever Ambrodiel. I guess you know Shu. She's excited about Taiwan. Ready to go?"
Shu muttered, "Not really that excited..." to Ever's teasing or not. In the blink of an eyes, she turned to greet Dylon, "I'm doing good, I see you made friends with the new trainees through twitters, are you dating with Harley?" There was a mocking wink towards the hunter.
Her eyes roamed over to Ever and then halted, picking out a pile of bobby pins from pocket. "Mr. Ever, get some to fix your hair." Her smile was bright, on her palm, an assortment of girl hair pins, from super glittery, butterfly, smiley, ribbon, fake gems to crown, star, insect, button, and animal. She wasn't forceful but the hand held still.
Turning her head to draw Dylon's attention when her hand was up, she began to speak. "Based on previous missions (what she didn't say: that's more than 90% they encountered a monster), I would suggest you know each other a little. My weapon has two charges, both offensive. One is more powerful but drains more energy from my shield. How about yours?" She waited until both of them talked about their charges and added, "And because of the 'clone' issue, I would like to suggest we have a password to distinguish each other, what do you think?" By saying that, she meant any idea of what that password would be.
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My humble request: Ever needs to pick and get some girl pins on his gorgeous hair, make your own choice~ (Whisper: Blue, it's a must.)
Bittiface
Dylon is safe for this round 8D
Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 8:49 pm
Dylon grinned and clasped the man's hand in his own. "Dylon West. It's a pleasure. And yes! Anywhere the Princess is excited to be, I am there." Like a cute little niece he could spoil.
"Well, my charge is mainly for healing. If we run into trouble, I'm trained to keep you both safe and healthy." Moon power!
For a very long moment, Ever just stared down at Shu's outstretched hand -- but eventually, with a breath of a sigh, he'd reach in to pluck a couple little clips out of her palm. Smiley faces. They'd serve, he thought.
Not that he actually knew how to use them. He fumbled, trying anyway, as he spoke.
"I have a heal, but it's personal only. The other's offensive, but over time; I'm told it feels like bleeding out. As for clones..."
The clip slipped, he almost dropped it, then recovered with a quiet curse.
"...you'd know, if you saw one, that it wasn't me. They're...messed up. Twisted, a bit. Like an extreme version of...I don't know. Iif you want a password, whatever."
He tried again.
meegane
we can move out whenever you guys want!
Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 7:35 pm
A random idea visited her weird little brain, "In the name of the Moon, I'll punish you!" She posed then jumped once to return her standing posture. After meeting with the sweet Moon hunter Abbi, part of her conscious had that scene popped up from time to time, when she realized someone was a Moon. "Do you have a transformation of your own, Dylon?" Shu joked playfully with a grin, apparently she knew the answer already.
"Mmhmm, I haven't met one so I don't know the details, thanks Mr. Ever. Whatever sounds good to me, let's use that" she admitted honestly. "Some heals and some attacks, um.....it should be fine." She didn't comment on the bleeding-out charge, it was a taboo for the petite Asian, who will make she unstable and useless. The eyes roamed over all the time caught the scene of Ever's endeavor. Out of kindness, she took them over and helped. "Use one of the hands to sweep the hairs aside, put a finger in between the clips to make it open with another hand and - done!" There, the smiley face pins stayed steadily on Ever's hair.
She then returned to the clone topic they were at, "Mr. Ever, did you meet with one?" that was the first thought came into mind. On one hand, as a Death hunter, meeting with one in a mission would allow her to get some useful information that increases her usefulness. On the other hand, it might put them in danger if they did encounter one.
The sky was turning dark, and they figured it would be better if they hopped in the portal.
Dylon chuckled, ruffling Shu's hair. "It's a secret."
All this talk of clones took time for Dylon to process. He recalled talks of it on Twitter. That's all he knew of it. For now, he'd have to just be wary.
He took a step through the portal first.
The darkness was creepy, of course. However, Dylon was happily familiar with walking home at night from a job, or the usual night life club hopping. He felt at home, really, despite the eerie fog. He kept an eye on Shu, worried for the small one's well being. As such, he had his eyes lowerd to the ground. His flashlight caught something.
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1- 20: The darkness combined with the fog make it extremely difficult to navigate. As you move your flashlight against the ground all you see is the crackled pavement, the pods obscured from sight -
- As a skeletal face carved right into the cement leers at you -
- And disappears. It was just your imagination... right?
"Woah..." He breathed out. He shook his head. Maybe he'd created the image in his imagination from all the cracks. Clearly. "Spooky place, eh?" He teased, wiggling his free fingers in the air. "WoooOooOOoo~"
and be blue
Meegane
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12Total: 12 (1-100)
Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2015 7:22 pm
Ever hung back with Shu as they eased through the portal -- letting Dylon, with his generous amount of energy, forge ahead. It was an effort not to fuss with the little clips but, for the girl's sake, he resisted the urge to pull them free. Instead he shoved his hands into his pockets, shoulders rolled in a shrug.
"I did some research with Thompson, while most of the island was off fighting zombies or something. I met a bunch of them." And witnessed them all while they were flying, but he didn't think he needed to tell Shu about that.
Their discussion meant that he missed, at first, the face in front of them. He looked up as Dylon spoke, and then raised his eyebrows. For a moment, there was nothing there: then he saw it too.
She took the hair ruffle happily and smiled stupidly, it reminded her of her sister who used to do so with a bright grin. So she didn't bother to tame her hair which looked like a monster itself. Only a while later, she did. "Ah, maybe...next time I am in danger, I'll yell your name for help and then I will know!" the shrewd eyes shimmered under the blue runic glows of portal.
Occasionally, Shu waved back with a smile when Dylon turned back. Most of the time during their walk to their destination, she was listening to Ever giving information of the clones, superficial that not touching the secretive parts, but sufficient for an answer. Zombie. Her memories rewound automatically - ah - that time. "Bunch?!" Something unexpected startled her and her voice slightly tapered. "It-It sounds like some sci-fi movie material....." she barely made a fake laugh, knowing that he was just delivering a fact that scared her. "They are all Mr.Thompson's?" she assayed, not sure if that belonged to be part that she wasn't allowed to acknowledge, she just vaguely recalled the Moon hunter said something related in his tweet. "Y-You don't need to answer that if you can't" she hastened to add.
Then - they stopped, when Dylon in front made some wolf-like howls, at least what they sounded to her. They caught up their speed to meet him, which was around dozens of footsteps.
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21 - 40: Tattered pieces of fabric seem to be hanging from a few smashed windows. Upon further investigation you realize it is actually strips of skin peeled off some hapless creature.
Ever caught up, but Shu did not. Eyes flickered around drew her attention to the broken windows and she stopped - Weird tattered fabric slowly wafted with the desolate whisper. Something buzzed in her mind, but not Z, urging her to check out.
She made a step closer, hunched, not to make any loud noises. Observing from close didn't help, she could only tell it wasn't normal fabric. She took a deep breathe and reached out her anxious hand to touch it, only to receive a chill. The feel under her finger was unsettling and skinny, dried but she could tell it was supple previously.
Restraining herself from throwing up, she took out her phone to snap a picture. She had to do it, she was a hunter and that was her job to note anything suspicious.
She ran towards them, but she could see nothing on the scalped cement, only graffiti that made the place more spooky. "What did you see?" she asked.
"Just something in the cement." Dylon answered with a reassuring smile. "Don't get lost, Shu."
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61 - 80: You hear music playing in the background, a sort of wailing, foreign music. It seems to be coming from right above you, but nothing is there. Only you can hear it.
Dylon seemed distracted, his face scrunching as he tried to concentrate on a sound. He looked behind him, to the side, below and above. "What is that? A radio..?" Were they not alone here? He considered himself fairly knowledgeable of music, but he just couldn't figure it out.
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21 - 40: Tattered pieces of fabric seem to be hanging from a few smashed windows. Upon further investigation you realize it is actually strips of skin peeled off some hapless creature.
While Shu checked up on Dylon, Ever eased away again: hands still in his pockets, fingertips tapping out a now-nervous pattern against the slim cigarette case. It meant that when he approached some tattered curtains of his own, Ever was lucky enough not to touch them.
Instead he just leaned in, frowning at the strange color, getting a good look and a good whiff and --
"...ugh!" It was surprised and alarmed, as he stumbled back a step.
Things were getting weird, they made sounds and noises for what they sensed, in puzzlement whether it was just their illusions. Shaking her head, "nope, I didn't hear anything. Besides - isn't here abandoned for a long time?" The petite girl adjusted her glasses and furrowed, calling Ever who fell behind, "Mr. Ever, did you hear anything?"
When the three united, she showed them the picture she took. "I found that over some broken windows, I'm not good at this, but it doesn't look like other normal animals right?" The situation was worrisome, and she hoped she wasn't over-acting. "We'd better keep close in a line, here's too foggy" she suggested, turning the flashlight from her phone towards the periphery, as if something was coming for them.
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1- 20: The darkness combined with the fog make it extremely difficult to navigate. As you move your flashlight against the ground all you see is the crackled pavement, the pods obscured from sight -
- As a skeletal face carved right into the cement leers at you -
- And disappears. It was just your imagination... right?
It was at that moment she saw the skull carving on the ground a few steps from their front, it was detailed as if she could feel the rough texture of its surface, rattling when nails drag over. She squinted at it, studied it until the eye sockets moved. An unprepared squeak escaped and she dropped the flashlight out of the shock, frozen up.
Picking up the flashlight again, she shone that surface again with her heart throbbing but nothing was there. She rubbed her eyes and checked again, still nothing. "I-I saw a craved skull over there....but it's gone-now? Is that hallucination or you see it too?" Her hand not holding the flashlight grabbed on whoever next to her, with a small but firm force.
"It's okay. I saw it too." Dylon assured Shu, having gotten quite a shock from her squeak.
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61 - 80: You hear music playing in the background, a sort of wailing, foreign music. It seems to be coming from right above you, but nothing is there. Only you can hear it.
"I still hear music. You guys really don't hear it?"
Survey Mission 4C
