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The Bardsong DMs ([personal profile] dm_screen) wrote in [community profile] mundane_realms2020-10-11 08:37 am
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Bardsong's First Test-Drive Meme!

The Bardsong Test-Drive Meme!




How to Use:

  • Please take the time to review the premise, the FAQ, and locations to get a feel for the setting!
  • Make a toplevel with Character Name, Canon, and Class Names in the title. The class page is right here!
  • Tag out, mingle, and enjoy! We'll announce the opening date soon!




    It all began when you fell from the skies above, wreathed in flame. When you landed, you learned that you weren't alone: So many others, each from worlds entirely different from yours, have found themselves in his predicament, and know about as much as you do! The locals greet you with a cautious friendliness, welcoming you to the town of Concord. They tell you that the world was broken apart mysteriously not long ago, and are trying to devise ways to step far beyond the town borders to find where the rest of the globe went, get to the bottom of things.

    But your arrival is nothing short of a blessing. Perhaps you, the Starfallen, are the answer to their prayers. They explain how live presently works in Concord, they give you that tour of their guilds, and even give you a place to stay at Concord Crossing, where you're randomly assigned roommates. You hope your roommates are amicable...

    In the days following, after shaking off the shock of your current situation, you find yourself beginning to integrate into Concord life. But while you await word from the local researchers among the many guilds dotted through town, each looking for new members to bestow their teachings, you need to fill your pockets with precious, precious sol. You'd also heard that there was to be a celebration very soon, and everyone is invited. A little partying never hurt anyone, right? Besides, free food!

    Now, where to begin...?


    I. More Than This Provincial Life


    Concord, the large city that it is, hosts many opportunities for work. Between the multiple quarters and their specialties, just about anyone can find a job. With the isolation from the rest of the world, employers eagerly welcome the Starfallen with part time or temporary work (Apparently, all full time positions are taken and employers conspicuously nudge people out the door if they spend too much time on the clock) to coincide with the life of an adventurer. For those who wish for something to do and a source of income outside of quests, there's always an honest day's wage to be made! With the exception of a few tasks the South Quarter may have to offer, but those aren't the kind of jobs spoken of too loudly.


    I-A. Magicka Cleanup Detail

    The Concord Magic Academy, between bright-eyed students trying their best and young nobles whose admission was paid in cash, sees quite a few accidents in its halls. Alchemy experiments, wayward fireballs, testing theories given by their Occultist friends, anything can come up and make a mess of a lab or a classroom. As such, the academy welcomes the brave and the patient to the field of custodial engineering, especially those with strong stomachs and combat experience. It wouldn't be the first time stains fight back or gravity ceased to be, so on top of keeping to their own personal hygiene standards, employees are expected to be thorough in their cleaning and expect the unexpected.

    I-B. Amazing Paperboy Deliveries

    The Concord Truthogram is dedicated to bringing the truth right to the doors of paying customers as soon as the next issue is ready. They're looking for delivery workers and runners equally dedicated to I bringing the truth to subscribers! Runners will need to deliver newspapers all across Concord before dawn breaks. Subscribers are all throughout the city, so runners are encouraged to find an optimal route and coordinate with their co-workers to bring the truth the world in a timely and orderly manner! This job favors the agile, as early Concord mornings are filled with people bustling through the streets and occasional hazards to trip up the distracted runner. Try not to make too many mistakes, as unsatisfied customers will unsubscribe and deny themselves the gift of the Concord Truthogram. Watch out for stray dogs and the occasional grim reaper.




    II. O Valley Of Plenty, Whoa-oh-oh!


    Working at a coffee shop or helping to organize a wizard's dusty study isn't for everyone, and the people of Concord understand. Every world runs on some currency, and here, it's known as the 'sol'. For those looking to do a 'dirtier' work, the citizenry helpfully direct the Starfallen to the Men-At-Arms Guild, your source of monster-busting work!

    Lit by the glow of lanterns, the following work is looking for takers, posted on a large board outside the guild:


    II-A. Rabites!

    "We need someone to handle the Rabite problem! A couple that chooses not to be named found a pair and decided to raise them as pets, but they have since bred out of control into feral, very bitey colonies. They may look cute and cuddly, but you may need to bring a friend to be on the safe side."

    Reward: 50 sol per pelt

    II-B. Bumps in the Night!

    "We need graveyard shift relief for the town guard posted along the outskirts of Concord. Lately, the guards have been reporting strange noises through the night, and have seen an influx of ghoul sightings coming down from the nearby hills. Take care care not to get bitten; it won't make you like them, but it will make you sluggish and leave you as easy prey."

    Reward: 800 sol a night + 100 sol per head




    III. Like One of Those Music Videos


    While typically only those following the paths of their departed founders and enduring Masters of the Manor are granted entry to the Glistering Estate, the Guild of Steel and Lace nonetheless occasionally open the gates to outsiders. Oftentimes, this is simply to showcase a performance at the theatre, or to offer a chance for newcomers to join their ranks; today, however, is a special occasion: the anniversary of the Estate's groundbreaking. For the evening, the entire Estate grounds have been made available to the residents of Concord, and an exquisite buffet has been prepared for all who would raise a glass to their Founders. Many who come may be tempted by the lavish wealth on display, but aspiring thieves and troublemakers must be warned: Behind the gold and silk lies a house packed to the brim with the likes of veteran Paladins and entrapping illusionists.


    III-A. Black Tie...?

    Before one is permitted entry to the Estate proper, they must be willing to show a modicum of due deference and wear the proper attire. For an open-door event such as this, simple and tasteful formalwear will suffice; a collared dress shirt or modest blouse, at the very least. Fortunately for those who cannot afford- or, as is sometimes the case, simply forgot- such fineries, the Guild of Steel and Lace happily provides attire of the sort worn by their own members on the estate grounds, and their stocks accommodates all shapes and sizes. Unfortunately, their standard attire inevitably takes the form of service attire such as maid outfits and butler uniforms. They have even provided booths to change in private, so please, don't make a scene.

    III-B. Upper, Upper Class High Society!

    Once inside, the guests have freedom to enjoy the manor's full facilities; the Guild of Steel and Lace have spared no expense in setting up food options from their in-house chefs ranging from terrestrial crab legs and tropical fruits to... erm... unfamiliar flora or fauna that are unidentifiable, but thoroughly delicious. At least, to the locals who have already acquired the taste. Additionally, The theatre is hosting an ongoing series of performances from the Guild's bards, though they're not above letting the Starfallen have their turns at the microphone. Nonetheless, from ballroom to gardens to bathhouse, the entire estate is open to visitors, so why not have a look around...?
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    Meroon | OC (D&D) | Seeker

    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-11 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    Magicka Cleanup Detail

    Inside the magical chemistry lab, there is the sound of furious sweeping and Barovian-accented grumbling. It seems someone is blue about being assigned 'custodial engineer'...and also just blue. She's a Triton, and under the layers of dust she's kicked up sweeping, she is literally blue-scaled.

    She is also wearing heavy scale armor and wielding a broom nearly as tall as she is against a patch of grime that seems to have developed both sentience and an impressive set of teeth.

    "I am-" *whack* "-completely overqualified-" *whack* "-for this shit!" She growls at the dirt as she beats it back into the dustpan. She's making headway through sheer force of will, though it's pretty apparent to anyone watching that the strain of the fight and of her heavy armor is weighing her down.

    Bumps in the Night

    She's technically not a cleric anymore, but that doesn't mean turning undead isn't her job anymore. Just because she no longer has the skills nor the divine power, that doesn't mean she can just leave ghouls running amok.

    So Meroon is venturing out in cloth Seeker armor, armed only with righteous conviction and a scroll case large enough to bludgeon someone with. At least she's not on this assignment alone.

    "Have you fought undead before?" She demands of her questing partner.

    Black Tie

    There's a comfort zone, and then there is Meroon, over here a million miles away from it. Charging straight into battle? That's fine. A fancy party?? HELP.

    She is wearing a loner outfit, one of the maid uniforms, and filling it out much better than anyone who has seen her in her heavy armor might expect. Blue legs are bare from the short skirt downward. Stockings wouldn't fit over the fins on her calves and she flat out refused to wear the shoes.

    "...tactically impractical...." she mutters, trying to smooth the ruffled skirt down. "...this wouldn't even turn away a stiff breeze...."
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    Bumps in the Night

    [personal profile] dead_people_tea 2020-10-11 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    "I have, but I had a bit more at my disposal."

    Caduceus is one of the more chill individuals in town, not normally perturbed by anything. Not having all of his normal powers at beck and call actually leaves him a little bummed, but all he does is a little sigh. The Wild Mother would provide and give him a chance to earn some of them back.

    He might also have a spell case, but he's found a rather sturdy branch so he's opting for that as well.

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    Caduceus Clay | Critical Role | Seeker

    [personal profile] dead_people_tea 2020-10-11 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
    Magicka Clean Up Detail

    Having spent a few days getting acclimated to this strange new place, it seemed prudent to Caduceus to follow along, taking jobs to get to know people and perhaps find his lost companions.

    He knew how to keep his home clean, so cleaning in a magic school was clearly about the same thing to him. Except for when gravity just kind of ceased in the hall.

    Bemused, he just floated along. He might just be floating next to you. "Hunh. I've never had this happen before. Have you?" He might be using the opportunity to clean some cobwebs in the corner.

    This is not how to fight rabites

    If you have also been roped into this fight, you may observe a ridiculously tall individual lightly batting at one of the bitey rabites with a branch he's found and...talking to them?

    "Hey guys, I know you're causing a lot of trouble, but I think you might want to cut it out because you're hurting people. Do you think you can cool it?"

    This does not appear to be an effective method as one is trying to gnaw through Caduceus' branch. A little help?
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    Rabites

    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-11 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    Behind the ridiculously tall man charges in a similarly short woman, who charges in wielding a scroll case like a club. She swings and launches the rabite away from her questing companion.

    "They won't listen to talk." The 'you idiot' is unspoken, but heavily implied. "Get behind me if you can't fight."

    She takes another swing as a second rabite goes in for an ankle-gnaw. She is absolutely not equipped for melee combat, but doing it anyways.

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    Madhuri | OC | Steward or Expert

    [personal profile] songbird_slayer 2020-10-11 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
    [II-B]

    [Among talk of gnawing ghouls and marauding creatures hiding somewhere in the dark, Madhuri flipped through a dirtied copy of the Concord Truthogram. Why pay sol for it when she could instead find a copy in the trash and find out why it was there in the first place?

    Ah. It seems to have been written by a very angry naysayer who hadn't had the touch of a woman in at least a decade. If she were right, that's- that's not a surprise at all, is it?

    The mirth died in her eyes when she heard some odd groaning in the dark. Keeping her gaze focused ahead, she helpfully used the newspaper to tap her lookout buddy.]


    That had better be your stomach, or we've got friends coming...


    [III-A]

    [Things got a little confusing once the uniforms were doled out, because now nobody could tell the difference between staff and Starfallen. As a member of both, Madhuri already knew where her given uniform was: Sitting in her locker, dolled up with her own design. It needed a little extra lace here, a hem done in there, nothing that her skill with a needle and thread couldn't handle.

    Her eyes hooded the minute she tread out onto the floor, smoothly entering one of her very favorite roles... and why not play a little act at a party?

    Perhaps you're minding your own business and drinking alone, or engaged in conversation with a friend. Whatever the case, a maid with horns and a tail sauntered on past wielding a feather duster, running it down one of your arms if not tickling it against a cheek. She's so meticulous, this maid, making sure nobody was dusty. But each visitor of hers gets a lingering look through her eyelashes as she makes her way along to her next 'target'.

    Did you need a second pass, maybe...? Or did you maybe want a good, long drink with company?]
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    111-A

    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-11 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Meroon is also dressed in a maid outfit, but while the tiefling blends in with the wait-staff, Meroon is a fish(person) out of water.

    She's been handed a tray of drinks, which she holds awkwardly. She's more ready to flip the tray and use it as a shield than she is to serve it to the crowd of partygoers.

    'Flirtatious maid' isn't a stereotype she encountered back in Barovia, so the tickle of the feather duster has her turning in shock and confusion. Her eyes narrow]


    That... thing... is meant for cleaning furniture, is it not?

    [She's honestly not sure. There's no dusting under the ocean, and most of the places she'd been in Barovia hadn't seen cleaning since in decades. But she has an inkling it's meant for dirt, and no matter how pleasant the brush of feathers felt, her Triton pride isn't about to suffer an insult.]

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    Jason Cole/The Lone Wanderer || Fallout || Scout/Seeker

    [personal profile] whodareswins 2020-10-11 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    CIVILIZATION
    Roomies?


    Jason had spent nineteen years in Vault 101, whose population had numbered less than a hundred when he'd been born and been mostly the elderly, dwindling over time. He'd then spent four years in the Wasteland, where the biggest city still couldn't have had more than five hundred.

    This place, this Concord, it made his head spin. Thousands or tens of thousands of people, healthy, in shapes he'd never seen, never imagined- all of it nothing like home. The locals, for all their weirdness, had been... polite. Generous, even, what with the apartment he'd been just... given, though there'd been something about having to share, which he was fine with. It wasn't the magic that'd rendered him speechless, or how clean everything was. It was the kitchen, with the dinky little sink and the faucet that, when he turned the tap, produced clear, unirradiated water.

    He found himself staring at it. All that bloodshed over... this. They just... had it, here. You could get it from the tap in unending supply. No purifying, filtering, and boiling just to produce something drinkable, or waiting for a still to pull it out of the air. Just... water. For free. It doesn't even occur to him that to an observer, a grown man playing with the faucet might look slightly insane.

    All that bloodshed, over this.

    YOU GOTTA SHOOT 'EM IN THE HEAD
    Not that sort of ghoul


    When the Men-at-Arms had mentioned a Ghoul infestation that needed to be rooted out, something in him had bristled at first, until the explanation that they were, in fact, mere mindless monsters. Not people, brutalized by the horrors of the wasteland, but shambling monstrosities straight out of a radio serial. That, at least, had put his mind at ease and convinced him to take over the job.

    That, then, was why he was here, testing the grip of the knife in his hand and keeping quiet, low to the ground, eyes peeled in the darkness for any movement. Not that anything had happened, yet, but it was helping people and caps were- sol. Not caps. Right.

    Without taking his eyes off the silhouette of the hills in the distance, he whispers to the one beside him. "You getting a bad feeling about this? They said there were... ghouls coming down all the time, but it's just been... quiet. I dunno."

    ONE OF US
    Why do I have to wear this again?


    It's hard to find someone who looks more uncomfortable in this situation than Jason Cole. It's not just being forced to wear some kind of costume that makes him look like a bloated penguin, it's... the opulence of the Glistering Estate reminds him, forcibly, of Tenpenny Tower, and everything that place had represented. You didn't get to have this much, to have so much more than you needed, without making sure that a bunch of people had less. The food's good, at least, but there's so much of it he just has no idea what any of it is.

    With vague apprehension, he prods at something he pulled out of the fruit bowl. "Can... can you actually tell me what this is?"
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    "If you wish to bathe, there is a washroom down the hallway."

    Meroon was just there, soaking in the tub. She's clad in a bathrobe, and she seems unconcerned that her hair is dripping freely on the tile floor of the kitchen. At her neck, her gills haven't quite closed up the way they will do when she is completely dry.

    She assumes that like her, her roommate is new to this 'faucet' technology, and was planning on washing up here.

    "It is not as good as swimming, but still passable."

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    Ralsei | Deltarune | Seeker, Steward

    [personal profile] a_sweet_little_peach 2020-10-12 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
    Magicka Cleanup Detail
    "Now can you really call me an oil spill if I spilled myself on purpose? I mean, really, you'd think they'd want to be at least a little precise on these things. Isn't magic all about precision and all that gobbledygook?"

    Ralsei stares at the oil -- if not spill, what? -- in befuddlement. "I... ah, sure?" How had they gotten themselves into this? They'd volunteered to help clean up a magic academy because they wanted to help, and now they were arguing with a thankfully nonhostile oil... whatever it would like to be called. "What would you rather be called?"

    "Now, would you believe nobody's asked me that? I mean, honestly, just because I've only been around for twenty minutes and have at most ten left in me doesn't mean I shouldn't be called what I want. Now, I'd prefer to be called an Oil Drop, thankyouverymuch." The capitalization could be heard in its -- his, their? -- voice.

    This conversation had been going on for ten minutes and did not seem to be abating, despite the goat creature's increasingly-stringent efforts to convince the Oil Drop into the bucket.

    Black Tie

    Both of his white-furred hands twitched toward the clothes lain out for unprepared party-goers. He didn't expect this to be such a challenge. He had always tended toward loose-fitting, flowing outfits -- hence his robes: green, roughly sewn together, with a black heart patched onto the front -- but here he was put forth to choose between outfits.

    On the one hand, he'd be more comfortable in the maid outfit: It was pretty, and what he was used to. Plus, he could always personalize it later if he decided he wanted to take on with the stewards!

    On the other hand, he thought that he might look rather dashing in the suit. He'd seen other people of all shapes and sizes entering, and it did look rather good on them. Hum...

    He heard someone approaching from behind him, and so coalesced his plan of action, "Oh! I'm sorry, I'm in your way, aren't I? But, if you have time... Which outfit do you think I would look better in?"

    Upper Class High Society

    ...

    There's a light inside your soul,
    where the hurt can't make a home.
    There we keep this promise in our hearts.
    Don't forget, I'm with you in the dark.



    Somehow, he'd gotten himself dragged onto stage to sing, of all things. He didn't mind, as such, he just wasn't used to doing it before a crowd, so he defaulted to the song he'd made up to sing to himself when he was feeling lonely, forever ago. His voice was a soft, gentle tenor, the tremulous nature of it only adding to his performance.

    By the end of it, his cheeks were red with blush, and he gave a small bow, hands gripping against his clothes lightly out of nervous habit.

    Ralsei shuffled off the stage with his hat pulled down over his face and leaned back against the wall, taking a few deep breaths. That was... nerve-wracking. But hey! He did it, and didn't faint or anything! That counts for something, right?
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    Black Tie

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    ...This was the most adorable creature she's ever seen, asking what he would look best in. For the moment, Madhuri wasn't entirely sure what to tell him that wouldn't just be 'everything and perhaps in my pocket as well'.

    Helpfulness, darling. Let's be a helpful sort!

    "Well, that all depends on if you're feeling a skirt or coattails. Both are delightfully swooshy."

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    Durant | OC | Expert

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    [II-A]

    T'was a crazy old elf named Ileef
    Who caused all the farmers much grief
    To the cows he would run
    Cut their legs off for fun
    And say, "Look I've invented ground beef!" HA HAH!


    [He's a tremendous red lizardman... thing... seated next to a horrid pile of very dead Rabites in various states of injury. He's making great fun for himself as he's skinned each of them, imagining the money piling up...!

    But when he's about to add another mark to the tally he etched into the dirt with a massive toe claw, he came to a pause and squinted at the tally. When did the cross go through, the third? The tenth...? He looked lost.]



    [III-A]

    [Did they have a butler outfit for the 7-foot creature with a shape like his? Nope. But Durant wasn't about to let that get him down. He was soon dressed in a bow tie, wrist cuffs and a loin cloth made from the remnants of a maid's skirt.

    He didn't seem to care all that much, because he was very busy with a turkey leg in each fist, chowing down like he'd been starved for days.

    He wandered the halls and observed the others, his gaze lingering more than a touch longer upon the fairer sex. To those he would offer a roasted turkey leg, if they'd pardon the sizely bite taken out of it.]


    Hungry~?
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    [Meroon looks over the lizard man, ignoring the gnawed turkey leg, with two thoughts in mind.

    1. Jealousy. If she'd known they were allowed to rip up and remix these ridiculous costumes, she'd have done so too.

    2. Well, there's something that Meroon finds very appealing about 7 feet of hulking lizard-man. There's no harm in appreciating the view.]


    Not as hungry as you, it seems. [Her eyes flick from his chest back to the proffered turkey leg. The missing chunk is not a deal-breaker, but she's also careful about accepting food from strangers. There is no such things as a free lunch where she's from.]

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    II-A: Rabites

    It's actually a nice change of pace for once, to be hunting something so simple as opposed to the usual eldritch abominations and unknowable creatures from beyond time an space that she's used to back home. Of course, a simple assignment isn't going to stop her from going about it in her usual, roundabout way.

    The tall, lanky dragonborn lady could be found near the site of the infestation, rigging what look to be handcrafted traps around the neighborhood. There's a decent assortment about- snares, cages, crushing implements, runes, you name it, all marked with produce to serve as bait. While all of them look like they've been assembled out of whatever the closest available material was, there's still a fair amount of skill behind them. With or without her usual tools, she's always been good with her hands and making do. Velo hersell is a fair distance away, keeping herself occupied with a small notebook while listening for one of her traps to go off.

    Sure, it may be faster to just go after them, but that would put her in harm's way. That's not happening. This was is much safer for her, even if it was at the cost of the potential safety of passers-by...


    III-A: Black tie

    Seeing as none of her usual wardrobe came with her and she doesn't have yet enough money for a fancy outfit of her own, Velo has to make do with a loaned set. While a maid outfit seems an obvious choice, she isn't that much of a fan of lace and frills, so she opts for the butler attire instead. Despite the tailor's best attempts to help make it fit, it's still ill-fitting over her rather prodigious bust, so she has opted to heave some of the top unbuttoned. She has also decided against shoes, but that's mostly due to her draconic feet. It could very well be argued that this is all 'inappropriate', but who is going to tell a dragon what to do? One can certainly try, but if she got past the front door like this she's probably persuasive enough for it to not matter.
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    They really thought they'd fit him into pants. Or a coat. Or... anything human-shaped really. But with a bow tie attached rather shoddily around his neck, the viashino quested for something else he could put on his person so he could fuckin' party already.

    The stewards had made him a greeter for this particular occasion. The stewards weren't very smart people. For as Durant bowed deeply as he was taught, he couldn't help himself:

    "Heheh- Your coat buttons fought valiantly, I hope."

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    [II-B]

    (Although the kobold didn't necessarily prefer night time over day, it's easier on his eyes and lets him focus a little better. That focus was needed, given the late nights and the literal ghouls stalking the hillside and bringing trouble with them wherever they go. Fortunately, whoever's working tonight's shift is paired with a small, small kobold wearing heavy armor and carrying a greatsword too big for him. He seems completely unbothered by it, just wiping down his monocle with a handkerchief.)

    Fortunate, indeed, that kobolds aren't as cold-blooded as people believe; I'd be in a great spot of trouble. Having said that, I did prepare some refreshments to keep us warm and filled through the night, if you're feeling peckish.

    [III-A]

    (A literal black tie affair. Cecil's people! Unfortunately, most of Cecil's own fancy clothing is...ragged and visibly worn. His heart's in the right place and the residents make note of it, but they are all too eager to replace the kobold's clothes with things that are less torn. Really, the most surprising thing about the wardrobe change was how they had shoes for lizard feet. Comfortable shoes for lizard feet! He's ecstatic about the idea and seems all too eager to strut through the Estate with his (temporary) formalwear. The little guy looks right at home, too, even if the regulars double take as he walks by.

    But when he's not showing his stuff, Cecil's marveling at the grounds, the building, the great many adornments that make it all, well, glisten. It certainly lives up to the name, if you ask him.
    )

    Tonight has twice the reason for celebration, if you ask me. The first is to be invited to such a grand estate and witness such beauty firsthand. And the second...well. This is the first time I've ever worn shoes. They take a bit of adjustment, but I never realized how comfortably snug they can be.
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    [personal profile] evolved_not_extinct 2020-10-12 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
    [This was weeeeird... he still needed some getting used to, after initially thinking he'd been assigned this post with a child. He knew gremlins, not kobolds...!

    Wait. Hold up. Refreshments? Small creature, you're earning points by the bucket!]


    ...I'm interested in free food.

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    Corrin of Nohr | Fire Emblem Fates: Conquest | Soldier/Steward

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    II-B Bumps In the Night

    Guard duty is no big deal; while they're on the campaign, everyone pulls their weight around camp, be it manning the mess hall, acting as a quartermaster, or operating the lottery game to help keep morale up, royal family or not. Besides, Corrin likes the dark, it's a lovely night and there are so many stars out. It's for that reason, less than the money that Corrin decided to handle this particular job rather than the cute if fangy Rabites. Plus it gives her some one on one time with someone else in their rather peculiar situation.

    "Hey. How are you holding up?" She asks her partner with a smile. "It's early goings yet, so let me know if you need a little wake-up. The night's still young." Corrin's always been something of a night owl anyway, though this has come at the expense of being pretty non-responsive for the first hour or two (or three) of the mornings for the most part. But right now at least, she's bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

    III-B Upper Class

    "Oh, this is so exciting!" Corrin does a spin, laughing, and arms outstretched on the ballroom floor. Her armour didn't pass muster, so she was allowed to take her pick of in-house attire, and eventually settled on an especially crisp Butler's uniform that reminded her more than a little of her dear retainer Jakob's attire (she refused the shoes, to the slight bewilderment of the staff, and left them in the changing room with her socks; this was non-negotiable on Corrin's part). "I've never been to a fancy party like this before, but it's always been my dream to!" She heard so many stories about the fancy black tie affairs held at Castle Krakenburg back home, like the annual Harvest Ball, but due to her "quarantine" in the Northern Fortress she'd never been allowed to attend.

    Having finished her twirl, she stops to think. "I don't even know where I should start." She admits, mostly to herself (she thinks aloud a lot; there often wasn't anyone else to talk to in the Northern Fortress when her siblings weren't around and Jakob, Flora, Felicia Lilith and Gunter were occupied with other tasks). "Maybe I should start with some food? While it's early, there will still be plenty." But the sound of musicians tuning their instruments preparing for a set catches her attention, her pointed ears twitching with interest. "Oh, but there's music too, isn't there?" Her face lights up, her path set. "I need to work up an appetite first."

    She approaches you and sticks out her hand. "Would you care to join me for a dance or two? I assure you I've been well-trained." Thanks to Xander and a few lovely afternoons with the others where he insisted on making sure his brother and sisters knew their way around a waltz.
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    "A dance? I don't know if I've ever learned how." The seven foot tall firbolg did not exactly grow up in an environment where dancing was regular. He did know a lot about gardening, but that wasn't exactly relevant here.

    "It's not hard to learn, is it?"

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    Knoll | Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones | Scholar

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    I-A: Magicka Cleanup Detail

    The first choice of profession was obvious, to Knoll- he had immediately gravitated to the Concord Magic Academy after falling from the sky. And as a prospective student there, now, seeking training in a field of magic that is at once familiar and alien to him at the same time, he needs Sol as much as anyone else. Simply cleaning up after the other scholars sounded easy enough. It turned out that it was not, not with his luck.

    He is unobtrusive, with an air of quiet determination, as he walks through the halls with a bucket in one hand and a mop in the other, but it's clear that his first night on the job hasn't been kind to the new custodian. The bucket of water bubbles with the remnants of magical experiments and living filth attempting quite enthusiastically to escape, his robes are singed in some places, torn in others, and the handle of his mop bears several bite marks from a particularly ornery spill. He has been having a night.

    His stoic silence is only broken when he pauses upon passing by a fellow custodian, and speaks, in a tone of voice that almost manages to hide his exhaustion, "Ah... The pursuit of knowledge can produce quite a lot of trouble for those who must clean up afterwards, can't it?"


    II-A: Rabites!

    A dark-robed, mild-mannered man stands in the middle of a field, knife in hand and held up at the ready. Two rabite corpses lie on either side of him, singed and frozen in equal parts, but three more seem to have taken offense to the assault on their brethren.

    He's slowly backing away from the advancing creatures, contemplating a ah, tactical withdrawal, when he notices that he's not alone.

    "A-Ah! Could I perhaps beg some minor assistance? I appear to have overestimated my current capabilities!"
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    I-A Cleanup

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    "I suppose. Did you find the hallway where you couldn't touch the ground? Little hard on the landing but the ceiling's nice and dusted now."

    This from a very tall man...or being rather, since the individual had definite cow ears and a cow nose. And very pink hair.

    "Looks like you had a bit more trouble."

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    The Random Roommate Lottery

    He'd really hoped, any time he'd been brave enough to think about it, that Death would be a whole lot more nothing and less something than this. More void, less falling into a crater-pile with a bunch of weirdos. But (un)life seems to keep throwing punches, and as always, Shinjiro doesn't know how to do anything but roll completely over with them.

    Which is how he finds himself here, where one of the concerned natives told him to stay, sighing and beginning to unbutton his coat. He has no idea if all the blood will come out of it. It's pretty set in by now. And it's wool, so he's gotta be careful how he cleans it, and--

    With an aggravated noise, after he's pulled it off, he'll shove a finger through one of the massive holes in it. "Damn it.... I actually liked this..." He's grumbling mostly to himself, heedless of if anyone else is already here, or may be shoved in.

    And as a bonus. if someone already lives here, he's definitely going to raid their snacks. So sorry, if you come home to find a shitty teenager eating your figurative cereal straight from the box.

    Midnight Hunting - deepbreath.mp3

    He can't live off depression naps and stealing his roommates food forever, no matter how much as he'd like to take the easy way out and just coast for infinity. And so he's signed up for the one thing he's good at: Hitting monsters in the face with an axe in the middle of the night.

    The guild had seemed insistent on armor, which was taking some time to get used to. Even just being worn leather, it's still different than just running around in a long coat, jeans, and cowboy boots. He brings up a hand to tug slightly at the collar of the leather jerkin with a huff, as he approaches the rendezvous site for those who had signed up. He holds a large battle axe in his right, held low and casually, as though it's an afterthought, and not a massive hunk of metal.

    "...So we working as a team and splittin' the cash, or is this everyone for themself?" As he approaches, he'll ask the first person he gets close to. After all, it's his first time taking a job here. he might as well figure out the way it works.

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    The Estate is a lot fancier than anything else Shinjiro has seen. And almost immediately, he can understand why he'd been coerced into a suit and vest, similar to the attire the butlers wore. (Hell, they'd even insisted that he pull his hair back, so its in a bushy ponytail.) He'd hated the idea of getting dressed up and looking like something he's definitely not, but once he looks around it makes a bit more sense.

    Still scratchy, though.

    All the lipstick on a pig can't change what it is, though, and his posture is still absolutely terrible, hands shoved into the pockets of his trousers as he walks closer to the walls, looking over towards the food. He'll just nose about, grab a bunch of free grub, and then see where the night takes him.
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    Random lottery (hell yes, Shinji!)

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    "Oh. Hello."

    Welcome, Shinji, to the most unusual of roommates you could have envisioned. He's sitting down, but he looks like he's very tall. His face and his ears are rather bovine looking and his hair is long, pink and cut in a floppy mohawk. His voice is also rather deep.

    He's also currently making tea, pouring himself a cup. "Would you like one?"

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    Red Savarin | Solatorobo | Soldier

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    Red Savarin | Solatorobo | Soldier

    I-B. Amazing Paperboy Delivers
    [Red probably should have listened to that tiny voice in the back of his head and not taken the job when the girl at the front desk started laughing uncontrollably the moment he stepped into the Truthogram offices. ...and then asked if she was going to fetch her slippers, too. But, in fairness, he'd been ignoring that little voice for years, so why stop now? Besides, he had a good throwing arm and was used to simple jobs like this.

    But having every single canine in Concord start barking as he jogged past was a little bit harder to ignore. Especially when they started chasing him. And these four-legged guys were just impossible to talk to...! Just the same, however, he didn't quit a job. Period. And he'd see this one through, barking dogs or no. ...though he'd ignore that one bit about breaking the windows of cancelled subscribers.

    Maybe the Truthogram got a detail like someone's correct address wrong (which was, of course, wholly unthinkable - ed.) and some poor starfallen got smacked in the head by a paper while they slept. Or- more likely- someone might stumble across Red the next morning, his satchel mercifully empty... having fallen asleep while standing upright in the middle of a walkway.]


    II-B. Bumps in the Night
    [Finally, something a little more his speed: Holding lookout to fight some dangerous monsters! The excitement was actually enough to make him momentarily forget that he sort of no longer had his mecha to help him easily deal with the ghouls. Oh well-- Nothing he couldn't handle. After all, he'd fought plenty on his own two legs; he'd show this Men-At-Arms guild just what he was made of.

    ...or, he would, if the ugly goons would actually bother showing up to their date with the sharp end of his brand new sword. Unfortunately, it seemed like they were arriving fashionably late. Furballs, with how boring it had been for the past couple hours, this looked like it was going to be another all-nighter that ended up with him falling asleep on his feet.

    At least he wasn't the only one actually out here tonight. He dropped the professional patrolling poise with a big, loud, toothy yawn and a lean against the wall, tapping his blade against his shoulder.]


    Ghouls, huh?

    [...and then, almost as an afterthought.]

    Y'ever fought these things before? [Because he hadn't even seen one, and was starting to doubt he would tonight.]

    III-B. Upper Upper Class High Society (And nudity)
    [Wow. That was one impressive swimming pool.

    Sure, he'd seen canals, swimming holes and water features before-- even flying islands high above the clouds had their own cycles of fresh, flowing water, and don't ask him how-- but never anything like this, with water cascading down from elegant fountains into a massive, well-kept, perfectly-pristine space practically the size of a house.

    Though in fairness, he also had never had 'sparkling wine' before, either. And while he'd only had half a glass of the stuff so far, it just might have factored in to why he felt like it might be fun to actually take a dip. After all, they'd said the entire estate was open for them to explore, right?

    ...but he wasn't in the mood to have to pay for this admittedly nice butler outfit to get replaced if it shrunk after getting wet or... something. Well, it didn't look like anyone else was here, so what did he have to lose?

    Red quickly- and only just slightly carefully- started shedding layers of clothing, gradually working his way down until he was wearing only his usual blue-and-white striped boxers, taking a step towar--

    ...then again, he only had this one pair, didn't he. And nobody likes walking around with wet underwear all night.

    And so, after a moment's pause, he started slowly, almost hestiantly reaching down and sliding down his undergarments...]
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    "Ghouls? No." Red's helmeted, and so far unnamed companion checks down the sights of his crossbow into the darkened shadows, getting adjusted to the weapon. It's a different beast from his blaster pistol. "But we keep our heads about us, we'll be fine. You seen much combat?"

    There are buttered biscuits they've been given to eat, but so far he hasn't had any of them, even though it's been a few hours already.
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    Kanji Tatsumi | Persona 4 (Prisma CRAU) | Outlander, Soldier, or Expert

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    [II-A]

    Many adventurers had no problems fighting these small creatures, these... Rabites. It was easy money while the Concordians had one less problem on their hands, and after his dealings back home and on another alien planet entirely, 19 year-old Kanji Tatsumi was ready for just about anything.

    ...Until he, himself, found his first Rabite and wanted to pet it. He'd gotten a bite for his troubles, which was discouraging enough, but it turned into the creature giving a funny sort of sound that rang over the cobbles and the masonry of the town proper. One Rabite became two, three, six, twelve, twenty-four...

    Kanji ran shouting, an oath under his breath as he was backed by too goddamn many Rabites, all out for blood.

    "G-get the hell outta the way, move it, MOVE YOUR ASS!" At least he could try and minimize damages or- god forbid- casualties, but it seemed he needed more help than anyone in town.


    [III-A]

    This was different from his normal attire, but Souji had a funny way of choosing weird-ass outfits for the group to wear before some excursions in the TV world. It'd been years, but when handed a costume, Kanji saw little need to question it. He didn't wanna make the guild bitch, right?

    He smoothed his gloved hands over the shirt and tie, whistled his appreciation. Okay, he kinda liked lookin' fancy. But for that coat, he never bothered to wear it right: He had it hang over his shoulders, his arms well out of the sleeves. Delinquent butler ensemble... hah. Never gets old-

    Tink! His eyes narrowed when his cuff button hit the floor.

    "Tch..." After he hunkered down to get it, he tugged his sewing kit from his pocket and took 45 seconds tops to get the button right back where it belonged. If the button fell off of HIS outfit... who knows what problems were lurking in the other loaners?

    Eyes sharp, it became his mission. He wasn't about to dance with anybody, and it wasn't quite the time to drink yet- AHA! There!

    "Hold up, hold up!" He stepped in front to stop you, palm up. He saw that loose button or small tear somewhere on your outfit. Kanji also didn't seem like he was about to let you go or refuse.

    "Are ya seriously gonna let yourself walk around with that? Hold still a minute, dammit. I got it."
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    "Whoa, hello." Corrin stops suddenly when the young man appears in front of her, looking quite serious. Immediately, she suspects danger. "What's wrong? Are we under attack?" But then her concern turns to confusion. "...I'm sorry?" She asks, bewildered.

    Corrin has also opted for a crisp butler's uniform, and had noticed the small tear in the right sleeve of her jacket, but considering these must be old and unused outfits for the most part, and that the tear was barely noticeable, she'd decided not to make an issue of it. She was already pushing things a little by insisting she go barefoot, after all. Besides, the tear had hardly been noticeable, or...so she had thought.

    "Got what? I'm confused. Is there something on my face?"

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    Samus Aran | Metroid | Outlander or Soldier

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    Being stripped of her armor after literally crash landing into a situation wasn't an unfamiliar one to Samus. Unfortunately this planet was incredibly archaic compared to any she was ever used to and it was as jarring to her as her bright blue skin-tight Zero suit was to the locals. Right... she should probably fix that for practicality's sake. She's able to find some comparable clothes and very light armor, though the modest starting stipend meant that's all she could afford. Fortunately there was a lot of work for hire and that was something she was very familiar with.

    [I-A]
    While Samus was usually the one making gratuitous messes she couldn't help but feel pity for the trio of wiry young scholars as they directed her to her clean up contract work. The academy's hallway was absolutely covered in sooty slowly writhing tentacles from floor to ceiling, and each one smelled like burnt bacon to boot. Gross. Perhaps you came here with her or are just arriving to lend a hand on the same assignment. Her withered sigh is audible. This sol had better be worth it.

    "I wish I could say I've smelled worse things on Zebes."

    That was one perk of her Powersuit she was sorely missing right now; not having to smell all those gratuitous messes.


    [II-A]
    Ghouls paid more, true, but also it was daylight and there was no reason Samus Aran couldn't do Rabites now and ghouls later (ever the hunter-holic). She's not greedy either; she'll share this mission with a partner if it means keeping locals safer and means faster sol in her pockets. That said she hardly needs the help. A heavy green crossbow was about the most familiar thing she could put in her hands and with it she was making incredibly short work of the Rabites.

    She was doing well until the last single Rabite was before her, tiny and cowering, harmless, only an infant. She has her crossbow trained on it but is clearly hesitating. A bead of sweat rolls down her temple.

    ...Maybe snap her out of it, whatever it is.


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    Spending most of her money on clothes just to fit in with the locals was maybe not the wisest idea. Maybe working a lot of odd jobs to work up a really strong appetite was also not a wise idea. The promise of free food was extremely enticing to her, even if the price of admission was having proper attire. Ugh. Fine. She goes for the butler outfit because of course she would. It's a little ill-fitting, especially around her generous bust and muscular arms, but as the minutes go by and she gets used to it and helps herself to generous portions of crab legs and meat and drink.

    The reason why it is more comfortable now is because a button or two has maybe probably definitely defenestrated themselves right off her outfit which has left a small drafty window of cleavage for anyone other than her to notice. Whoops.
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    Scout shows up with what appears to be a hoe in hand and a frown just this side of pouting on her face.

    "This is going to take forever," she complains, and starts rummaging in her pockets with her free hand and that really long spade-tipped tail. The tentacle shapes have a crumbly element she doesn't like. "Do you have like a cloth to put over your nose and mouth? I think I've got a spare."

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    Rakka Pickclaw | D&D OC | Steward

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    [I-B]
    Rakka very much preferred to use his musical talents to provide a steady income for himself--and make no mistake he and his lute were already getting very comfortable at the Last Resort Tavern--but a little supplemental income never hurt either, and many underestimated a Kobold's tenacity for hard work. Rakka reached the end of his paper-delivery route by mid-morning and had only a one single paper left to deliver, carefully rolled in the coil of his tail. Everything was going well, ahead of time, very good and not bad... until one of the neighbor's dogs broke out of its fence and immediately started to chase him, snarling, snapping and biting. An expeditious retreat was in order, and Rakka's little clawed toes never ran so fast.

    He nearly ran into someone else (you) but had the forethought to turn his run into a mighty leap at the last moment. Congratulations, you've just been pounced on by a little lizard man and now he is your backpack. He's panting and trying to play this all too casually, though his nervousness comes through in some broken english.

    "Hello yes from behind you looked like such perfect delivery mule, so please carry on."

    A large barking dog can be heard from behind quickly closing the distance.

    "...I did not do that."


    [II-B]
    Anyone signing up for ghoul hunting would not find themselves going alone. Rakka is not much of a fighter but he promises inspirational talents and a keen sense of smell for rotting flesh, if nothing else. It might be helpful in sniffing their quarry out!

    As night falls and camp is set in a well known ghoul hunting spot, it seems now all there is to do is to quietly wait. And wait. And wait. And--

    Twaaaaang. Twang twang.

    "What?" Rakka lifts his head from his lute, seemingly not caring if he's about to drawn attention. "Perhaps the silence is too boring even for ghouls."


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    Naturally Rakka is going to schmooze with the other bards and find himself at the microphone when permitted. ...If he could reach it. Pardon the prolonged obnoxious screech of a small wooden crate being pushed across the stage until he can scramble his whole three feet of himself up it. There, that's better. Fortunately when he starts to strum his lute the melody more than makes up for the wooden prelude. For a Kobold with a faintly draconic accent, he can carry a tune incredibly well. It seems he's already found some inspiration in the crowd.

    ♪ Here we are in the town of Concord
    Not compact or covenant, comity or accord

    Land sundered and split in the ground
    Sky filled with stars fallen and made earthbound

    She's blessed with fish women who have skin so blue
    Tiefling women quite so horny--did you think no one knew

    Smelly dog men who chew on his bones
    Feathered reptile who's head is thicker than stone

    Concord you are blessed
    Concord you are cursed

    Least of all we have this fair dragon's breasts ♪
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    Caduceus, who'd been walking along and just enjoying himself, abruptly gains a backpack and nearly trips.

    "Uh...hello, friend. Wasn't aware this was how some people greet each other here."

    At the very least, Rakka picked an excellent target, since Caduceus is seven feet tall.

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    schala | chrono trigger | scholar

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    DIS-CONCORDINATED.
    "Excuse me—" a young woman, looking entirely out of place turned in place, trying to get the attention of any passer-by, "If I may just—" she was brushed off again, her shoulders sagging with disappointment. Schala folded the map she had in her hands, standing still in a sea of movement around her, hanging her head.

    Drawing in a long breath, she gathered herself again, approaching you with cautious optimism. "A... a moment's time, if you can spare it?"

    THE WORLD'S EDGE.
    "It's— beautiful here," a hand rested on her collar bone as Schala inclined herself backwards, bathing in the starlight. Maybe it had been her idea to visit the Sea of Stars, maybe it had been yours— either way, she seemed enthralled with the surrounding beauty, head turning on a pivot as though she might miss something— she may even need a reminder to blink.

    The hike to the edge had been no easy feat, so when she finally grounds herself again, she turned to her companion, blushing just slightly in the darkness.

    "Thank you, for coming with me."

    WILDCARD: SPEED RUN. ( timeskip for a level 5 encounter!! let's go wild testing those new skills. assumed cr is welcome. )
    Schala took a step back, the corner of her mouth digging into the side of her cheek as she felt herself gently bump into her comrade. They were surrounded on all sides, by several Featheraptors. In singles they weren't difficult for fledgeling adventurers to take care of, but a pack this size...

    "Time for a new plan, I think," as if that wasn't an understatement. She was positioned defensively, the glow of magic twinkling around her fingertips.
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    World's Edge

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    Corrin, likewise is enthralled by the sight that greets them at the end of their hike. "Oh gods..." She breathes in, eyes wide. Schala and Corrin had both been interested in making their way out here, and she seemed pleasant enough company to make the trip fun, which it had been. And yet, now that they're here on the edge, words seem to fail Corrin.

    "...It's amazing." Corrin finally manages. "I think I'm going to remember this sight for the rest of my life." How could she not, though? She turns to look at Schala, and in the dark catches her smile and the reddening of her cheeks, and in turn feels herself blush too, with some confusion. But it is a lovely smile, she has to admit. "O-Oh, you're welcome, Schala." She answers, somewhat awkwardly. "I'm...glad we could share this."

    Looking around, she finds a spot nearby and unrolls the blanket she's carried with her, tucked under one arm. "Hey, you wanna sit for a bit?" She asks. "I brought some snacks too, if you're hungry."

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    A GENTLEMAN FALLS, RATHER THAN FLIES
    A Starfallen Introduction



    Hildebrand Manderville. Agent of Inquiry. Gentleman of Light. Savior of Ul'Dah.

    Man who's been planted like a dumbass tree.

    The people of Concord are being treated to the view of a Manderville man's buttocks hanging out of a flower bed after he had fallen from a great height, blissfully unaware that this will not be for the last time. His lower body was sculpted like a statue, and could only have been sculpted by Michaelangelo.

    He... Probably needs help getting out.


    A CASE OF HAUNTED HILLS
    Bumps in the Night



    Hildebrand, heroic figure that he is, decided to inquire into the disturbances outside of the town of Concord. As the surroundings became right gloomy, he didn't notice the figure moving swiftly from cover to cover. From gravestone to mausoleum. As it approached, and crept up behind him, the Agent of Inquiry and his stalwart companions turned around and....

    “No, no, no! Good gentle dead man, that is not how you greet a gentleman!”

    The slavering undead beast pauses, sizing him up, it's pale eyes somehow looking more confused than malicious.

    Uh.

    Do you know what's going on here, Starfallen?


    WILD CARD
    Feel free to PM me!



    Dare you speak with a Manderville Man, and do what only a Manderville can?
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    ▶ A GENTLEMAN FALLS, RATHER THAN FLIES

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    Duster really doesn't want to see someone sticking out their butt in public, and he's sure that everyone else here doesn't either. Someone has to move the man onto his back and call for a medic, because there's no way he's okay.

    He takes hold of Hildebrand's sides and, shifting his weight onto one side, pulls as hard as he can.

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    Nanami ☀ Suikoden II ☀ Outlander

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    I-B: When In Doubt, Make a Path!

    Shoes on tight. Waist knot done. YOSH. As soon as the delivery is made Nanamis bursting through the day on top speed. This was her first ever job and she was going to do it right! With the grace and training that she had been taught by Master Genkaku, the sprightly girl young woman was on her way! The day started good, with a few hurried "hello's" and "thank you's" but as the dawn began to approach, more and more people began to litter the street.

    That grace and training? Doesn't do much when dodging moving carts and service wagons. Probably the worst was the dogs, though, and Nanami had to hustle. She's practically out of breath and in complete tunnel-vision, flying the newspapers at wild speed to any doorstop that looks appropriate. She's so in the zone that anything in front of her is going to get plowed by five feet of young Highland woman.

    Someone like you?

    II-B: Back to Basics

    Okay, so the runner's job may not have worked out. But there are still missions! And what's better for a trained warrior and battle-hardened veteran of the New State Army! She can totally take care of these rabbites!

    And as it turns out, she could! When they were in groups of three or less. Perhaps it was overconfidence, or perhaps it was the idea of getting 300 sol all at once was a little too appealing, but either way the "veteran" is currently on the run, a squadron of six rabites nipping perilously at her heels. "Gang way, gang way! Incoming! Incoming!!"

    III-A: The Last Straw

    Okay, okay! So the newspaper job didn't work, and maybe she got a few extra cuts, scratches and bites from feral rabbit creatures. BUT THERE IS STILL MORE WORK TO BE HAD! Prestigious work! Fancy work! Nanami's eyes are aglow at the opulence of everything. She had always dreamed of what it would be like to be like a fancy maiden, making her way to court and conversing with the lords and ladies of high society -- I mean, she would sometimes do that as a functionary, but this was at a whole new level! And who knows? Perhaps she could be swept away by some eye-pleasing suitor, be dashed into a romantic tryst, and be set for life in this weird world that was so far from home! Nanami was blissfully content in the daydream when the maid outfit was shoved into her hands.

    What. Was. This.

    Oh, that was the last straw. She was not about to let this one go. She could handle the shopping carts, the dogs, the bites, the dirt, the insults, the injuries but this--? "WHAT IS THIS? I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO BE DOING SOMETHING MORE GLAMOROUS?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M GOING TO BE A SERVANT."

    In a fit of fury the young woman girl slammed the outfit onto the floor and threatened to beat the poor attendant senseless. She needs a time out, okay? It has been a very stressful week....
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    AH HA HA HA HA! Can't get plowed down if you're already standing in a crouch! CHECKMATE!!!!

    Raven is hunkered down where a tree casts a shadow along the path, thinking devious master thief thoughts and not paying attention to tiny women running behind him. His Raven rune no longer renders him invisible, but that doesn't really matter when neither party is paying attention. They collide.

    "GYAAAAA!" Instead of getting knocked from his feet, he ends up getting rolled over. At first, he's stunned, then... he rolls back up to his feet and starts laughing.

    "Gah ha ha ha ha! Am I still invisible after all? YES!!"

    It is... not stealthy. And he is absolutely not invisible. But you've certainly made him very happy, Nanami.

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    Tallisibeth Enwandung-Esterhazy (Scout) | Star Wars (LC CRAU) | Probably Soldier, Expert, or Scholar

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    Scout is an athletic girl a good six feet tall. She appears to be some kind of dragon-faun, with hooflike feet, small horns, and a very long spade-tipped tail. In this unfamiliar place her braid is undone and her outfit doesn't suggest that she is a Jedi. You never know.

    IA A basket of mushrooms has been animated and grown tiny black eyes and little legs, so that they look almost like crabs. They have proceeded to scuttle literally everywhere, leaving tiny ink-colored footprints even on the walls and ceilings. They need to be wrangled and the spore-laced footprints cleaned up.

    Scout's sat down next to a monstrous cabinet so she can fish under it with her tail, pulling it back grasping a mushroom, or a key, or a fancy dropped marble. It's been a while since anyone cleaned under this wooden siege wall and her tail is coated in dust and spiderwebs. She was multitasking and cleaning up some footprints, but her attention's been caught by the big chalkboard at the head of the room and the formulas scrawled across it, frowning as she tries to piece it together.

    IIb It feels really bad to be doing anything active and potentially dangerous with her senses dulled and without a lightsaber. Here she is with a spear and her hand-to-hand skills anyway, patrolling and staring out stoically as the hours crawl by.

    Well, she was stoic. That's a huge yawn which she barely covers, and Scout groans. "I'm gonna fall asleep! Do you know any, I don't know, songs or something?"

    IIIb One of Scout's talents is dance and she's looking down the dance floor with a calculating expression. What's acceptable here? Couples stuff is always its own thing. She glances around, too - do any of you know these dances?
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    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-21 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    Meroon is here on patrol with the... tiefling? She's assuming tiefling; that is what most creatures with horns seem to end up being called on her world.

    She crosses her arms. She's bored too, but not willing to admit it out of professional pride. Night watch is just a part of life that must be endured.

    "I am no bard." So don't expect to get any songs out of her, Scout. After a moment of silence, she relents and pulls a deck of cards out of a pocket.

    "Bring the light over and we can play a game. Do you know Three Dragon Ante?"

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    Bolin | LoK | Expert/Outlander or Steward

    [personal profile] rocknbol 2020-10-18 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
    Amazing Paperboy Deliveries;

    There's something almost therapeutic about the act of delivering papers. It might not be the most glamorous position to be sure, but after crashing into a strange new world and discovering that he no longer has access to his bending - or anyone he knows! - Bolin is willing to cling to anything that seems even the slightest bit familiar.

    And sure, he's never actually delivered papers before falling into this world. But it's easy to pick up and get started. It takes him a bit to familiarize himself with the terrain, but by somewhere around the third or fourth morning, he's decided to challenge himself by seeing how quickly and efficiently he can get through his route.

    If only he wasn't so easily-distracted...

    Raving Rabites;

    Hunting down what amounts to cute cuddly critters is probably never going to be his favorite thing. On the other hand, he practically lives for helping people, and he's been assured that the rabites are less cute and cuddly and more growly bitey. Maybe he can just get through this without feeling too guilty about it.

    With a quick glance over his shoulder, Bolin gestures toward a small group of the fuzzy terrors, before addressing them in a stern-but-friendly tone (not unlike the way he speaks to Pabu).

    "Hey guys! I know you never asked to be in this position, but you've been causing trouble and hurting people, and that's just not okay!"

    Bumps in the Night;

    Occasionally, the things that Bolin thinks are good ideas in the moment turn out to be less so, in the long run. Volunteering to take on this job just might turn out to be one of those things.

    It's not being out after dark that's getting to him, because he's more than used to that. There's just an odd feeling in the air and it's making him feel a bit on edge. The night is quiet, the only sounds a result of himself and the unfortunate soul they'd roped into accompanying him for this.

    That, and the odd noises somewhere out there in the dark. Needless to say, Bolin is proving to be a slightly jumpy patrolman.

    "Hey... What was that?"

    Upper Upper Class High Society;

    There's just something about getting to wash up and dress up that makes a person feel fancy. And maybe the dressing up isn't Bolin's favorite part, but he's come to appreciate it when the opportunity arises.

    The opportunity to poke around the manor and see what he can see isn't one he's going to pass up, either. Nosy by nature, Bolin's curiosity is probably going to get him in trouble one of these days. For now, he's satisfying that curiosity by filling a plate with a little bit of everything the buffet has to offer.

    Later on, he can be found pretty much anywhere people are allowed to snoop. Maybe stop him and say hello?

    Choose Your Own;

    The obligatory wildcard option! If none of the above seem like fun, feel free to throw something else at me. I'll match whichever format, though I tend to default to prose.
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    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-21 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
    Meroon isn't the stealthiest (fish)person, so Bolin may hear her coming as he snoops around the library. She is short, blue-skinned, dressed in a borrowed maid's outfit, and happens to be dripping wet and barefoot after a dip in the pool.

    "Still no wash room...." she mutters as she leans her head in the door. Apparently finding one isn't so important, though, because she decides to step in and snoop around, too.

    "Find anything good?" she asks the other guest, as if it's completely normal to stand around dripping on a very expensive carpet in a strange mansion.

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    Duster | Mother 3 | Outlander/Bard

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    I-B.

    There's a neighborhood with a bunch of subscribers here. [Duster points to the company-provided map under the streetlamp. It had taken some convincing via parkour that a guy with a bad leg was in good shape to go running across the city delivering a heavy bag of newspapers, and Duster wasn't prepared to disappoint.] You take one side, and I take the other. That way, we can move onto different paths once that's done. Sound good?

    [Duster doesn't want to move on with his plan if he doesn't get the OK from his coworker. It wouldn't feel right.

    For half an hour the delivery route goes well. Fences have to be hopped to avoid dogs, crowds try to knock Duster onto his back, but it's not bad. It's nothing worse that what he went through before arriving here.

    The guy in the hood and scythe, though? That's strange, even for someone from the Nowhere Islands.]


    Are you lost? [Why is he carrying farming tools in the middle of the city?]

    III-b

    [Oh dear. They let one of the Starfallen on stage. He's got a double bass borrowed from the orchestra, so they must have mistaken him for an official performer.]

    Tonda Gossa! [Duster's voice is louder when he's in front of a mic. It's the stage persona that shines through.] How are you all doing this evening! [There's not loud cheering as one would expect from a nightclub.] Anyway, I have some smooth jazz to bring some extra flavor for tonight!

    [Before anyone can pull him off-stage, he dives into a bluesy piece.]

    Wildcard!

    [Fell free to start any kind of thread!]
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    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-21 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
    How do you tell a fish-person from a musician? Ask them to pronounce "bass" aloud!

    [Meroon watches as the bard talks at an audience who doesn't respond back, then breaks into his 'smooth jazz'. Meroon isn't hip to what music is in style. When she left the ocean, her fellow Triton teens were very into whale sounds.

    When Duster eventually gets ejected from stage on the bass-is of bass-theft, she gives him a slow clap.]


    Ah, there is the 'extra flavor'. [A scuffle between musicians is one of the more exciting events of the evening.]

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    Hung | Arknights | Soldier/Steward

    [personal profile] adamantlyeasygoing 2020-10-21 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
    [I-A] Whistle While You Work

    [After everything the agency and Aak have put him through, Hung has developed a strong stomach. Literally fighting back stains, while a new experience, isn't something that will have him beat anytime soon. He's been diligently working away, defeating aggressive slimes made of grease and debris and handling all the more dangerous clean-up jobs by himself. What he wasn't expecting though was after cleaning up an alchemical spill... His whole world turns upside down.

    Literally. He's standing on the ceiling of a corridor now.]


    Uh. Huh. Okay, this is new, but nothing I can't handle.

    [Laid back as always, he takes this new chance to start dusting off the ceiling and higher up wall fixtures. Or he does until he realises something. Immediately he tries to flag down the next person he sees. He's pretty big and hard to miss, thankfully.]

    Hey, 'scuse me! Your guess is as good as mine on how I got up here, but listen. I think all the blood is rushing to my head like this. Do you think you can give me a hand getting back down? [Somehow. Hopefully. Maybe.]

    [II-A] Deploying Guardian Operator

    You know, I kind of feel bad about this. These things are a lot cuter than what I'm used to tackling.

    [Not that he's going to defend the Rabites or anything, it's just an observation on his part. They're almost a welcome break from Reunion's creatures and originium slugs.

    The Rabites are happy to bounce around in their far-too-large family unit for now whilst Hung observes from a distance and addresses his accomplice in Rabite hunting.]


    Think you can take them down quicker without having to worry about your back? I'm a lot more used to playing defense you see. [He smiles, offering a hand out for a shake.] Promise you won't have to worry about a single bite or bruise with me as your bodyguard.

    [III-A] Dressed to Impress

    [Hung is a bit out of his comfort zone having to dress up like this. A suit and tie like this just didn't work for him. He'd rather be wearing his usual gear... But ah well. There's not much he can do about that is there? It's not like he'd ever want to cause a fuss over something like clothing. It's easier to just nod and get on with it.

    With a smile and a sigh, Hung takes a few butler uniforms for himself and makes off to one of the changing booths. He wants to try a few different sizes and see what works best, which leads to him being stuck in the booth far too long.

    So it's totally understandable for you to walk up to a booth thinking it's empty and then yank back the curtain to find a 6' dog-looking man, pants half on and shirt unbuttoned as he's getting ready.]


    Huh?! Whoah, this ones occupied! Close the curtain!
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    [personal profile] meroon 2020-10-21 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Meroon is dressed in cloth Seeker robes and wielding a scroll case like a club, but she's not letting that stop her from acting like she chose a martial job class.

    She huffs out a breath and shakes her head at her taller and much fluffier companion.]


    Why do all surface-dweller mistake 'hairy' for 'cute'? Fine, you guard, I will kill.

    [She's gotten pretty good at bludgeoning these little rabbits by this point, and she has no moral qualms about it. The creatures are rapidly becoming a menace to the town... and also, they aren't nearly as cute as say, a baby octopus. Air breathers have such weird taste.]

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    Papyrus | Undertale (Inverted Fate AU) | Scholar

    [personal profile] einspine 2020-10-22 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    A. Out of his Element;

    This is... a lot to take in. One moment, Papyrus was Underground, and now he's. Not. And so passersby may find this tall, goofy skeleton staring googly-eyed at the sky. Yes, googly-eyed.

    "I'VE PINCHED MYSELF AT LEAST TEN TIMES. BUT THIS CAN'T BE REAL, RIGHT?! I MUST BE DREAMING. SOMEHOW. EVEN THOUGH I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR RANDOM BOUTS OF NAPPING!!!" He's... airing his thoughts to no one in particular. But his voice is loud and carries pretty far despite his lack of vocal chords.

    And yes, he's gotten the overview! And yes, it's all a lot to take in, but... another world? This fast and this easily? Naturally, millions of questions flood his skull, and the second a stranger passes by.

    Well. Enjoy this goofy skeleton nerd scrambling your way.

    "TELL ME! IS THE SKY NORMALLY THIS COLOR? I'VE ONLY SEEN HOLOGRAM PROJECTIONS. AND FOOTAGE FROM HUMAN MOVIES AND VIDEO GAMES AND... OCCASIONALLY THE ANIMES. BUT ONLY OCCASIONALLY! I'M A SKELETON WITH STANDARDS." If this is real, which it might be. And probably is. Well. Others might be like him! From other worlds. And the sky could be so many things!

    And besides, it's a good distraction from his worries about Frisk and Undyne's inevitable clash.

    B. Down and Dirty;

    Naturally, robbed of his magic, Papyrus was quick to look into the magic academy. Well, that, and the 'scholar' class does suit his more scientific pursuits. Nyeh heh... And it's a good thing, too! Because as he takes on his first real task, with a trusty mop and bucket in hand, one thing becomes crystal clear.

    "THIS PLACE IS FILTHY!!!"

    So yes. That is indeed a skeleton rushing through the halls, wielding cleaning supplies like a sword and... well, perhaps not a shield. But an ever convenient and portable cauldron?

    You might find him waving a soapy mop at wayward, living stains and politely urging them to leave.

    Or you might find him... Flailing through the air in a room with zero gravity. Mind the potential soap and water downpour. Papyrus may be experienced with floating, but only on his own terms... or someone else's.

    That might explain his next outburst:

    "SAAAAANS! YOU CAN'T HIDE FROM ME. YOUR TIME-SPACE PRANKING SHENANIGANS HAVE GONE TOO FAR THIS TIME!" But no response. This 'Sans' person obviously isn't here. "GAH! COME ON. THERE MUST BE SOME WAY DOWN FROM HERE. WHY MUST GRAVITY BETRAY ME NOW?!"

    C. Monsters are People Too! Right...?

    Papyrus crosses his arms, frowning at the board. "THIS CAN'T BE RIGHT! WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO KILL MONSTERS? ...BESIDES THE HUMANS WHO DECLARED WAR ON US."
    And the heroes in the human video games and movies. And...

    Papyrus sighs, turning to the nearest person. "I BET IF THESE PEOPLE GOT TO KNOW THE MONSTERS, THEY'D SEE THERE ARE PERFECTLY NON-LETHAL SOLUTIONS! PERHAPS THEY JUST HAVEN'T ACTED IN THE RIGHT WAY. OR WOWED THE MONSTERS WITH THEIR IMPRESSIVE COMBAT SKILLS!!!"

    There's a hint of uncertainty in his voice. This is all a tad... uncomfortable, to say the least.

    D. Wildcard

    [Papyrus will be all over, wanting to see and learn as much as possible, so I'm down for other prompts, too!]

    [ooc: Got the okay to post this loser here. Some info about him on his profile. Also, font is optional and I can do brackets, too. Very flexible!]
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    [personal profile] unzeal 2020-10-24 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
    "Oh, I..." that had been a bit of unexpected fervor, but after the initial surprise that he had been addressing her wore off, Schala softened, offering a slightly fragile smile.

    "I think there might be better solutions as well. Perhaps their food supplies have been tampered with in some way, or their homes uprooted..." it seemed she was giving these requests more thought than their face-value offered.

    That "us" does have her a bit curious— his appearance was different to be sure but did he consider himself a 'monster?'

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    Ayla | Chrono Trigger | Outlander

    [personal profile] ayla_strong 2020-10-22 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    I b - Papergirl

    Whoever handed Ayla a sack of newspapers will probably have to reconsider their own judgement in the future. It's not to say she wasn't good at traversing the route. In fact no obstacle seemed to stay her as she ran along on all fours, even clambering across roofs of buildings and vehicles. Even a few of the stray dogs were quickly dissuaded by her roaring back at them, making her the weirdest cat they'd ever attempted chasing.

    No, the problem is that the actual specificity of the route was more of the issue, with the cavegirl hurling the bundled up newspapers at every door and every person she passed. And she did so as strongly as she could.

    "You take! You take! New paper! You take!"

    II b - Rabbite Hunter

    Okay, this was more her pace. Poised on all fours, hands and the balls of her feet she was haunched up as she faced down her quarry. Who can say just how the tail of the furs she wore waved around as it did, but that was hardly worth questioning any further.

    And likewise the cavewoman was not one to doubt that their appearances could be deceiving. She was no stranger to the dangers of wild prey. Ayla bared her teeth. The rabbites bared theirs' back. And then a shout as she leaped into battle, raking her nails out ahead of her. The hunt was afoot!

    III A or B - Maid by design

    Ayla cocked her head as she watched the people milling in and out of the fancy hut, decked out in plumage and furs that didn't look comfortable in the slightest. They were colorful yes, but the whole affair mystified her. She'd tried to enter earlier, beckoned by the inviting smells and sounds within, but she'd been chased away from both doors and the one window she'd tried, with only this weird black cloth to claim as a trophy.

    After gnawing on it for a moment she decided it wasn't fit for dinner and turned to a passerby. "You. What do with this?" She holds up the maid outfit, her furrowed brow demanding an explanation.

    Of course, odds are if she didn't get an answer she'd like, she was bound to find her own way over the wall and into the grounds eventually.
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    Maid

    [personal profile] johnnysuperstar 2020-10-22 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
    Whoa. Either this young lady was really into the whole 65,000,000 Years B.C. bit or she was actually a cave-woman with that get-up. The way Johnny figured it, in a weird Realm like this, the odds were an even 50/50 either way.

    He takes a moment to examine the cloth, pushing down his reflective shades just to make sure. "That would be a maid costume." He explains, adjusting the cufflinks of his own butler outfit. It's a bit old-fashioned, but he makes it work. Style's half attitude, anyway. "They're asking us all to wear outfits like this if we wanna take part in the party." He gestures to his own outfit as he does this. "You need the location of the changing rooms, Raquel?"
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