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 Posted: Thu Aug 13, 2015 1:18 pm
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 THE WILD HUNT: FINGERS OF THE SWAMPHere, the flat swamp juts up into the air in ragged outcrops, almost like a hand reaching out of the earth. Old rotting uprooted trees and slippery, muddy rock block most of your passage, and you feel that you are either vertically ascending or descending in this treacherous outcropping. To the northwest, the swamp drops away into a foggy pit, encouraging you to pick your steps with care, lest you slide all the way down and vanish forever. Your TPS lights up, flashing a simple message at you. [Troll Life Detected]. It seems you aren't alone on these slippery slopes.
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ROYALIST VANGUARD
Vanguard Flank #28
PSYKGI MENTHA███████████ERIDIA TSIFER
DraconicFeline███████████ImaginationsParadise
LEEROI FURORE███████████AZRAEL MORTIS
Kimbley Kitty█████████████████saihen
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REBEL FRONTRUNNERS
War Babes
AERONA SCRALL███████████LUXARA SELENI
Sypon██████████████████Gl!tch~
RASALI PANAKA███████████FORERA SERPEN
seekingCylem██████████████quite uneventful
Please include either code, depending on your team, in each of your posts.
[align=center][b][color=red]REBEL FRONTRUNNER[/color][/b][/align]
[align=center][b][color=blue]ROYALIST VANGUARD[/color][/b][/align] |
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 4:16 pm
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REBEL FRONTRUNNER
Byakko had put together a whipsmart team of athletes -- or at least, big personalities. After rendezvousing with Rasali, Aerona was ready and fired up to lead the royalists away from the rest of the pack. Equal parts adrenaline and fear fueled her. Her arm, now securely wrapped, was the last of her worries as she restarted her mission. Her life was at stake and she couldn't afford to be exhausted now.
The group made their way through the reaches of Busthind - her comfort zone - but it wouldn't be for long. She soon trudged through mucky water and sighed. "Here we go..." Aerona groaned. She scratched her hairline and put up her bandana. Partially to disguise her features, but mostly to get rid of the awful rotting smell of Alternian flora. It was at least fortunate that the canopy of the swamp cut down on some of the heat, but by no means did it alleviate all of the stench that accompanied such terrain.
If anything, however, she was apt at scaling the treacherous obstacles. Aerona hopped with ease up and down outcroppings. Her braids bounced against her as she gained energy from navigating enthusiastically across the bark crossings. At some point, a laugh even escaped her lips. It was almost enough to forget that this playground was also a deadly trap for the rebellion. She slipped on some slick moss and cursed. Okay, no more time for fun. The group had breached the swamp, and a subtle exit was necessary.
Aerona looked at her companions. Rasali she knew, but these other two higherblooded trolls she had yet to meet. One was the loud and punky tealy, and the other was a short hermit-looking gal who looked like hell. She was a shade or two higher than lower than Rasali. “Alright, y’all… I’m Aerona, if you didn’t know. I know Rasali. We gonna do this first-names, nicknames, code-names?” |
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 5:58 pm
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Psykgi Mentha
Goodness, this wasn't what the redblood had ever expected she would be doing. Ever. ”Well!” she exclaimed, exhaling loudly as she looked over the murky swamplands with interest. Ma'am fluttered and scuttled around her, inspecting the terrain. It was mucky and dark and filthy, but Ma'am was a swarm of cockroaches. It was just a little too wet for her, but otherwise not outside the swarm's ability to cope. Which she would. She always would.
Psykgi, however, had a feeling that the rugged environment would test her to the extreme... how fun! Well. If they got to it anyway. She looked back at her group, who squabbled amidst themselves in an amusing manner. Their group was a beautiful oppurtunity to observe live, explosive highblood dynamics, and Psykgi was enjoying it, no mistake there.
However...
”At some point, we do need to go somewhere.” she said, amusedly watching her group, ”If, of course, we want to catch them.”
ROYALIST VANGUARD
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 6:04 pm
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ROYALIST VANGUARD
Even if the highblood was in a team of nincompoops, Eridia decided she would make the most of this hunt. After all, who wouldn't want to capture the rebels and return as heroes? Lovedad moved from one branch to the other while the kids walked thorough he murky swamps. As they walked she tried not drooling as she imagined herself getting full credit for bringing back the loose villains and receiving a shiny medal or even better, her own statue! "Heheehehehehe..." She giggled, rubbing her hands rather evilly. Her train of thought stopped abruptly when Psy spoke. Eridia looked at her and smirked.
"Allll-righty then chumps, if we're doing this right, then I command you three to do this my way. After all," She played with her hair and smirked at her team. "there's no other way. Plus, between us three, I am at the top of the spectrum." Of course, all the child wanted was the full hunt experience, filled with codenames, drama and probably a sacrifice or two-- everything expected in a normal hunt right?
Oh right, nicknames!
"Gog you guuuys, I almost forgot to give y'all nicknames!" Her eyes sparkled with delight. Who else was going to do that? They would, but she'd do it better.
"Hmmmm..... I'll be..." Eridia snapped her fingers once she decided her codename. "Commander-- No, captain... NO GENERAL! GENERAL SPADES YEAH!" Eridia gave the others a toothy grin. Now all she had to do was name her pawns and show them what she was capable of. "Leeroi, your code name will be... Private no. 2 or P2 for short. Psygkiiii will beeee...." She looked at the redblood's symbol and smiled.
"... Specialist Tootsie!" Ridiculous name but she didn't care much. "And Azrael..... Corporal McBoringVille. There, noooo need to thank me guys."
"I expect you all to behave and follow my lead!" The purpleblood breathed in the swamp air, it was cool and damp. Geez, is it too much to ask the dumb rebels to escape somewhere nice? She thought and kept making notes of their surroundings, knowing those details might come in handy.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 9:14 pm
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Psykgi Mentha
Tootsie? What? Was it because her symbol was candy? ”Sure!” said Psykgi, not particularly minding the nickname. Although, she did think it was fairly obvious that her symbol was a peppermint candy. Goodness, she'd even given them out at bloodfest, in such lovely and festive colors! But, perhaps Eridia didn't know the candy. Or, further, there was some sort of pathological need deep in the highblood's psyche to be wrong. Or, to be wrong to Psykgi. Fascinating ”Specialist sounds great... 'general', but goodness... Leeroi isn't a private! He's a specialist too! In punching!” she gave him a grin. ”Isn't that right?”
~~~
They were finally off now. Psykgi, being a little bit of a softfoot, rode the ever-screaming, ever-generous Glitch as her own Lusus swarmed warily about them.
”So yes, you are Leeroi, specialist in punching. The 2 refers to your fists. See?” Psykgi smirked. She hoped that she would have an opportunity to repeat this in Eridia's hearing... or better yet have Leeroi repeat it... but for now, assuaging his annoyance at the name (at being number 2!!!) was a good way to spend the time...
”Goodness, this really is quite the place, isn't it, Lee?”
ROYALIST VANGUARD
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 9:37 pm
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ROYALIST VANGUARD
Azrael hadn't payed too much attention to Eridia's names. So long as they operated efficiently then it didn't matter to him if she called him Ser-cartilage-nub-fart-clot. Besides as a troll of the greater sciences it wasn't his job to entertain her every whim all the time. She seemed to do that well enough herself anyway. No, Azrael was too busy meeting with his lusus and talking quietly over the events. He'd run into his lusus shortly after running through the cave after their commander gave the orders to seize the rebels. Azrael was secretly glad that they didn't have to kill the rebels, though they did decimate the drones. But to him that was even more of a reason not kill them, maybe they could somehow reform the revels, reason with them. Hell, he figured even Eridia could reasonable at times so why not them? They had a reason didn't they? Maybe they thought they were doing good or maybe they want to cause trouble in society. These thoughts swirled around him in the mix of his relief. He finally snapped too as he'd silently began following wherever Eridia had gone, like his legs had a mind of their own.
"I think...." he started after a waft of swamp gas hit his face and burned his eyes. He put his hands in his jacket pocket "I'm glad that the task is to capture and not cull, I've never culled another troll before," He admitted to the female troll as they went along. "This has been... quite the experience, I don't know how much longer I can keep up with everything going on," Ah, and why was he telling Eridia this, maybe he thought she might understand? "I mean, uhm..." he went silent for a moment and thought about how he chose his words carefully. "Nevermind, Nevermind forget I said anything," The blueblood went quiet after that. What was he thinking?
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 8:43 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 8:49 am
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REBEL FRONTRUNNER
No amount of convincing could keep Forera down when they requested for trolls to volunteer. No amount of "you're risking your life" would make her think otherwise. She had been imprisoned once, and now that her face had been seen helping out the rebels again, she was surely already ********. That didn't matter anymore. She had taken Anguis's mostly beaten up cape and used her old ones's tatters to help with her new wounds. Most were burns, however, and Forera could barely move her other hand without feeling the excruciating pain of her flame touched skin. She and Luxara had been assigned a role with two other rebels— To drive away the attention from the cart with the Mother Grub in it. Though she had no idea how in hell they had managed to get a Mother Grub, it was definitely something important to them. Important enough that the other rebels had to risk their lives to keep it safe.
It was a role she would definitely play, at least for now. She was in this and she would see it through. For now. This little stint hadn't helped fix her feelings toward the rebels— Every time she had come to help out, they had gotten caught. Maybe she was the bad luck? Maybe not. It was infuriating to come back and try to help, only to have the damn army hounding them again. It wasn't fair. But then again, life on Alternia never was. Adjusting the left over of her cloak over her telltale locks of teal and black strands, the girl looked over her team occasionally, observing them. Besides Luxara, there was a strong hearted redblooded girl who seemed invigorated and overly eager, and a powerful greenblooded girl they'd met there. It was interesting, really— What made Ko pick them? She wasn't opposed, actually— under different circumstances she would be ecstatic. But this was a serious mission, and when they finally reached the swamp they needed to get through, the tealblood only murmured a slight, unheard apology to her not-present brother for getting his shoes all mucky and dirty.
Hearing the girl with the red freckles speak up and introduce herself and kind of introduce the other greenblood, Forera blinked and stopped. "Ae-ro-nah?" She asked, hoping she pronounced it correctly— "Rasali? Alright, uhhh, like, I'm Forera, and this is Luxara! I'm tooootally fine with like, whatever really. Our names are more like, revealing, right? Maybe code names or nicknames would help, hmmm," It was apparent she was nervous from the way she continued to babble, but Forera merely tried to brush it off. They needed to be focused! "Maybe like, just the first letter. Of our names, I mean. That would be so totally cool!"
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