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Post by Ominai on Jan 10, 2006 1:09:04 GMT -5
Ominai turns into a cockroach and makes his best attempt to be heard. "Raise me! Raise me! Raise me you foolish worry wart!" He then takes a family scroll from his shadow and hands it to Amdalus "Here, I guarantee that you have never read my family history, if you'd like to read our own documents on it, they are here."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 1:46:08 GMT -5
"I am very honored. And while you are an interesting specimen, I don't know how you'd get along with my other babies."
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Post by Ominai on Jan 10, 2006 1:53:16 GMT -5
*in the form of a "normal" human again* Ominai bows and retreats to see what else he finds enticing or interesting to do while he waits.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 2:08:35 GMT -5
Helvena and Kumo come outside, their bags packed. Kumo's car is driving behind him, the fire elemental inside it purring with self-satisfaction. Helvena carries very little, Kumo about the same amount (which is funny because he's an eighth of the size.) Kumo says, "Ten-hut! You goddamn rats, just like you to mess up the place and not be ready! Now, we can't have hundreds of us wandering around all the time. So I want you to form groups. I'll assign numbers. Keep in contact at least once a day; who knows what or who will try to pull a hit, though I wouldn't know why, given that it's only you nincompoops!" He chomps his cigar some more. "The groups should range in size from two to seven. Try to match yourself on what you plan to be doing. Thrash and Xeno rented us a spa in the best springs in the most temperate region of the world. I myself plan on hitting the casinos and reading the new Tom Clancy. Swaggard! Takeshi! Milky! Whatcha say we cook the books?!"
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Post by Ominai on Jan 10, 2006 2:16:04 GMT -5
Maverick looks at Kumo and says "Sir... What all is there that we can do at the fabulous little barbeque?"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 2:41:30 GMT -5
"Barbecue, for one thing. Tenrei has brilliant restaraunteurs. Though I must admit Daedrous, Swaggard and Mica give 'em a run for their money. There's all sorts of competitions: strength, cooking, etc. Hiking, swimming, carnivals, scuba diving, horse-riding, surfing, art, gambling, or just kickin' back."
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Post by halfhero on Jan 10, 2006 3:04:58 GMT -5
at this point Milky will scream cannonball and come colliding hard with the ground. "Man, these mushrooms make ANYTHING look like water!" then giggle maniacly and begin forming snakes out of code that slither along his body. Brunnenges will walk up to the car in a black silk robe, trying very little to disguise his nudeness under the robe. "Guess I get to really try out this whole, 'not evil' thing now!" Daedrous will stagger up, eyes squinted shut, and reeking of booze and weed, then proceed to burp loudly. "Beeeeeer", *buuuuurp* "..good" Spira will arrive on the scene spinning like a top and speaking in ancient runic. A few people hope he will explain himself, and are let down. Naga will walk up looking ravishing in a deep red bikini that, upon closer inspection is nothing more than an image projected onto her body. She is holding herself like she has lost her favorite clothes, but otherwise in good spirits.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 3:09:43 GMT -5
OOG: What groups will they be in? What do they plan on doing at Tenrei?
Quion whispers, such that Kumo and Helvena can't hear, "There's Caster Shell and magic guilds as well as criminal organizations up the wazoo on Tenrei. Sounds like some fun for anyone interested in that department."
Spira and Milky plan on joining the other drunks and winos on the team, probably including Jin, Takeshi and Mosho. Gluttony proposes hitting the restaraunt scene as well (the munchies, boys!). Quion is interested in this group, and Sarashito wants to come along with Quion.
Daedrous is planning on joining Swaggard, whether that be gambling with Kumo or... somethin' else.
Handyman and Hobol (probably as well as Archeus, Duuz, Shae, etc.) have built speeder vehicles that hold anywhere from two to ten people, designed to meet any civilian standards while retaining some very hidden weapons (i.e. the whole ship is a weapon) and being speedy and effective.
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Post by poisonuskeifer on Jan 10, 2006 5:34:41 GMT -5
Mica steps out of a portal, which appears to lead to a sunny little hill covered in flowers, that quickly closes. She is wearing a very racey maroon two-piece with black ribbon. Her bathing suit is sharply contrasted by the pure milky whiteness of her skin.
Fracas (wearing nothing but a black speedo with flames) approaches her, throwing his huge two left arms around her. "Ahh, I hope you can lighten up enough to enjoy this Tenrei place."
Smacking him on the chest, the sound rather like two rocks crashing together, Mica throws a smirk at Fracas before escaping his arms and running at a silk swimtrunk clad Mauler. Grabing a foam sword on her way over, she playfully "slashes" at his side.
In quick responce, Mauler's Skyimsth Hammer blocks the attack with a foam avitar, a smile on his face.
"Well, I wasnt expecting that" she states with a grin.
ADMIN'S NOTE: Fracas is a typical Zengz: Four-armed, body-hairless, ebullient and fun yet a master of martial arts, yet with regal purple skin, horns, and some other demonic features.
In Cass' words: "Mica stands at 5’6” tall, and is slight of frame. Her skin is a constant milky white throughout her body. Her hair is straight and jet black, about a foot in length, ending just below her shoulders. Her right cheek, neck, and arm are covered in angry, thin, purple scars that look like a chaotic maze. Upon closer inspection one can see that the scars are actually deep cracks in her skin. Her slender body is toned by long, smooth muscles. Her person radiates heat and a smell of burnt roses."
Mauler is a large Sicilian-Japanese man with tattooes all over his body, standing in sharp relief in his bathing suit. They have a Mafia or Yakuza pattern to them.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 5:39:26 GMT -5
"Ah, Mica. I forgot to mention Mica." Quion comments. Quion then gives a thumbs-up to Fracas' comment. Denios says, "Hopefully you and I can have a go as well!"
Quion looks at Mauler and says, "Well, if it isn't Mr. 'Miller Hedge'." He then utters, somewhat more quietly (half-deprecating to himself, half-to Mauler), "Please don't kill me."
The Skyimsth's Hammer says, "Mauler, they just won't ever learn. Fast quips and slow motion."
OOG: What do the three plan to do during the vacation?
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Post by poisonuskeifer on Jan 10, 2006 6:00:05 GMT -5
"You seem to forget alot of things Quion," Mica says playfully, throwing the foam sword into the air and gating it back into her hand.
Mauler just throws his hands up in the air and rolls his eyes. "You know, back when I was a wise guy, hits were put out on people for less than that. But I will forgive you 'Eeon', only this once."
Proudly, Fracas had approached Denios and offered his hand(s) for a handshake saying, "I truely look forward to it, but I gotta warn ya, coffee wreaks havoc on your stomach."
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 14:22:19 GMT -5
"That's, umm, Quion. There's a q, and umm... Nevermind. Hey, at least the only thing you're a butcher of is the English language!"
Denios cocks an eyebrow. "Coffee? What relevance does that have?"
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Post by draco on Jan 10, 2006 21:32:42 GMT -5
Shae freaks out as Maverick jumps on her back and starts flailing about wildly, screaming as she does. She then sighs and settles down as she resumes speaking to Shade.
"This place... gets a little wild sometimes. I mean... look at it. People playing practical jokes on other people, people voting for jello wrestling between all the female members of the team. Weird things." She brushes the hair out of her face. "Anyways, what took you so long?"
OOC: Everyone, I got the weirdest thought yesterday when I started posting as Shae in her bathing suit. See, the way I figure it, Shae looks almost exactly like my English teacher, except younger, and a little thinner. So, when I pictured Shae in a bathing suit, I also pictured my teacher in a bathing suit, which makes me feel like a pervert and a horrible person. Am I?
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 10, 2006 21:45:42 GMT -5
"Wait a second. What logic did you use to come up with the brilliant conclusion that a guy wanting to see attractive women wrestle in Jello is weird?", Quion chips in.
OOC: Hell no, not if she's hot.
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Post by halfhero on Jan 10, 2006 22:55:47 GMT -5
Spira will say "Well, you just wanted to watch! You'll never get a good tit slap to the face that way!" He then immediately commences spinning at high speeds and gibbering like an idiot.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 11, 2006 0:22:25 GMT -5
"Good point, Spira, but I feel that the female body is a piece of art, and you don't just shove your face into great art."
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Post by Ainsophaur on Jan 11, 2006 0:58:14 GMT -5
Evan will return to find Jack and Wyatt, Wyatt with his traveling clothing on, and too dimensional suitcases. His expression grave, and very tired. Wyatt "Hope you enjoyed your work out Evan, Im just about ready to go." Wyatt will sip's some water out of a styraform cup and looks at Jack. Jack will seem chipper with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Yep...I could surely use some vacation time...get meh some ho's, in new area code." Wyatt will place a boot in the seated Jack's shin. Wyatt "Don't be a asshole, not right now." Jack will rub his shin "Sorry, yessh." Evan "So, what did you guys think of, you know, to do about Jessica?" Wyatt smiles softly, and speaks rather low "I was just about to ask you, if you wanted to ask for a momenet of silence or if you wanted me to do it." Evan frowns "You do it, I don't feel like speaking to crowds today thank you kindly." Wyatt walks over to the large portion of the crashing heavens group "Excuse me!, Everyone, Evan, Jack and I would like to ask all of us today, to observe a small moment of silence for the lose of Jessica." He takes a breathe looks around, waits for people to stop talking. "Granted it was her choice to leave us. But she will be greatly missed." Jack raises his cup of coffee "Here here!"
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 11, 2006 1:27:43 GMT -5
Helvena nods. "And don't forget Ikiru. Wherever they are, they're Crashing Heavens! They will always be one of us." Immediately, Quion, Sarashito, Denios, Krane, all of Epitaph, and the CH NPCs quiet down and become a little forlorn and introspective.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 11, 2006 22:24:47 GMT -5
Suddenly, in the sky above, a simply colossal ship, seemingly a patchwork design of many linked components, appears. It's the fabled Ranger's Wings. A call comes from above, "Get ready for matter-transference!" Crashing Heavens is beamed up into a large, ornately adorned cafeteria. Thrash, holding a drink, says, "We will be at Tenrei at... now. I recommend you guys fill up on what's available. Fubasu!" In elegant plates all over the cafeteria are pastas filled with Hinman clams, kor-kor sushi, delectable fresh pancakes simply pouring out the scent of butter and sweetness, salads of a thousand Chahabahko greens...
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Post by miskah on Jan 13, 2006 19:05:40 GMT -5
Furax, Nobi, Mosho, and Pander all motion to Jin and Spira, and slowly, slyly they all creep into a corner. In a matter of moments a thick purple haze is sitting over them...
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 13, 2006 19:11:18 GMT -5
Spira's motion seems somehow, well, crazy. Far crazier than normal. Quion walks over, blue eyes dilating a little, and says, "Spira, you'll LOVE this shit." He unfurls this plastic bag which appears to be filled with some grayish substance. He then says, "Oh, sorry, all of you guys should get in on this, it's just me and Spira go back." (Old Guard children tended to know each other.)
Thrash smokes some yuro-e-siprt and says, "Much as I appreciate you boys' experimentation, I'd recommend you hit up the food."
Badcat smiles and says, "I have this strange suspicion that'll be handling itself in a moment.
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Post by miskah on Jan 13, 2006 20:12:03 GMT -5
*eye the buffet*
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Post by halfhero on Jan 13, 2006 22:08:48 GMT -5
Spira will not eat, but the rest of my guys will go feast like wild.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 14, 2006 16:31:45 GMT -5
Quion says, "Bah! Empty stomach - better hit. Besides, we're used to this, right, Spira?"
Krane, Sarashito and Denios, on the other hand, aren't. Krane enters into a Mudra and recites a few prayer passages. Sarashito seems embarassed to be eating in front of other people, but soon the deliciousness and warmth take over her and she eats quickly, though not grotesquely so. Glowing around her body, slowly, is that distinct prismatic aura of the Alter Force. Meanwhile, Denios, being a demon, distends his jaw and swallows ribs, salad, pasta and appetizers alike, crushing chicken bones into a fine meal. A similar electric aura, overlaid a pure white one, is elicited by the food. Quion says, "Xigtigala.". Those who know Banbar recognize this to mean the visible rise in spirit (and possibly eliciting of ki) from the work of truly masterful chefs, which is considered the highest honor (in the Banbar culture, dinners regularly exceed three hours and have five or more courses).
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Post by Ainsophaur on Jan 15, 2006 1:54:15 GMT -5
Evan, Jack and Wyatt will all go eat, drink and be sociable.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 15, 2006 2:06:18 GMT -5
Sarashito comes by with a chicken and lobster salad. She seems somewhat meek, looking down at her food then up again, then finally takes a breath and says, "I heard about how... close you all were to... her. I didn't know her, but I did hear about how bad her life was and... I can just say that having friends as good as you for as long as she had probably made her life normal. She may have even been able to feel the pain again." She walks away.
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Post by halfhero on Jan 15, 2006 2:16:49 GMT -5
Naga will offer condolences while chomping on lots of steak tartare, milky will sit somewhat quietly devouring small pieces of bland tofu so as not to mask the flabvor of the three foot sundae next to him also being devoured. towards the end of the meal, large wolf heads will sprout out of his shoulders and he will feed them large raw steaks. ddaedrous will make loud half drunk conversation while popping entire california rolls and massive slabs of unagi into his mouth brunnenges will eat the best veal in the house with a nostalgic look in his eye.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 15, 2006 2:23:06 GMT -5
OOG: Naga's condolences are especially moving given her connection to DF. And I assume Spira and Quion are far gone now.
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Post by halfhero on Jan 15, 2006 19:50:41 GMT -5
Spira will stumble up to Quion and hand him another element, this time, the spell simply fizzles, repeatedly, but it looks REALLY pretty when it is fizzling. They proceed to step outside and make columns of smoke miles high.
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Post by Frederic Bourgault-Christie on Jan 15, 2006 22:38:59 GMT -5
The substance in the bag is a powerful fungus grown on the bones of turtles. To say that one trips balls on it is an understatement. It's completely safe, but the more one takes of Bone-D (short for Bone Divination, a reference to the ancient Chinese practice of using turtle shells for divination), the longer it lasts and the more sensorily deprived one will be afterwards.
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