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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on May 7, 2015 15:49:53 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
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With one strumm of the harp's strings, the scenery broke away. Xenneth looked around seeing an atmosphere of darkness riddled with small lights that stretched further than any sky. His feet felt as if it was bending back fresh grass in the midst of the night. Even his senses were filled with the familiar fragrance of morning dew. Another strumm of the strings brought calm, and then another attracted the sound of the crickets chirping and nightlife of the forest.
"Come, friends." the voice was gentle and sweet amongst the misty night atmosphere, "Join me. There is no danger here, no trial for you to face, and no reason to fear. I am simply here to inquire, and through doing so...you may understand why you have come to be here."
Xenneth was hesitant to move. Not without his friends at least.
He looked to the NetNavis to his left, to his right, and sat in wait for them to make a decision. With the concensus of one, two? Many? He would follow along with them as this place seemed so wildly unsafe at first, even Enhancer ordered him to stay close. However, just this once, he felt as if he should journey towards the calm female voice. He only hoped his allies felt the same.
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: Listed are points of interests that may trigger certain events if you ask those questions. One may lead you to your special condition which will give you a chance to earn bonus rewards, another may hint to you how to make the mission progress easier, or one may lead you in an entirely irrelevant direction. Not only that, but if you manage to ask a question that hit some keywords that have to do with this special scenario, then you may know more than one truth than one question would give. Since the Meeting Grounds consist of not just one person, think of it as a chessboard. Multiple NetNavis can cover many scenarios...but also protect against bad ones, or even might as well trigger them! Choose wisely! Chatty Ditz: ----
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 4, 2015 2:36:20 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
---------------------------------- “There was no way they did not notice this!” ________________________________________________________
Suddenly, it all faded to dark…
The sound of the harp met silence, silence met the eerie sound of a creaking door, and the dark met the light. The expansive darkness was met by a green sphere of light that glowed as it swirled about like a firefly. Suddenly, though…it faded. The only light left came from the sudden glow of more just like it that survived the travel from the abyss: red, yellow, and finally blue. All three of the spheres flew into a not-so-perfect right triangle shape. The three spheres burst outward until they were a soft gentle, flickering flame, but somehow, it was enough to cast light out to reveal an entire throne room.
Quiet whispers in the darkness had become audible among a room of guests. First few…then tens…then hundreds? It was unimaginable how such a server could hold so much data. Then again, it was not like this place was considered data…right? This throne room adorned with pure white with banners of red, green, blue, and yellow in their respective corners as if it represented Kingdoms of a feudal land. The lit torch light made the five throne seats, ascended in a symmetrical pyramid on each side, sparkle brilliantly with their gold trimming. The open vast space of the room was littered by hundreds of figures who seemed to be silhouettes of darkness, even as they were approached.
The few that were not, well, it was the very same who had found the strange Meeting Grounds where they had met. Amongst the crowd, they come to their senses as they see the strange, masquerade ball through their own eyes that saw through the trimmed holes of their decorated masks. Some of them farther from the next in the ocean of wandering many who whispered words that almost seemed like nonsense:
“I believe in…”
“I can’t…b-because…”
“Someday…I just might”
The statements were broken and incomplete! Hundreds of voices different than the last, but the thoughts were all so scattered and indecisive. However, still, the Room Travelers and the Guests of the Meeting Grounds appeared here just as quickly as they walked through the door or took their next step in the grounds without any short notice.
Would they take off their masks? They could not! Re-group...how? Mingle with the enigmatic broken souls of the room? It was possible! It was all up to them…but this party had a guest of honor, and maybe they would find him or another familiar face before festivities began.
________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: You are a guest among many in this crowded masquerade room, but this is still a game because you are a guest among hundreds here in a large throne room. Meeting each other will not be as simple as taking off your mask and revealing yourself to the world. Everyone will roll a die (1-100) at the beginning of their post as they try to Talk/Touch/Get Someone’s attention at the party. There are Two numbers that are absolutely vital to this puzzle. Rolling one will yield some info or possibly a lucky prize. Let’s begin our first round: You have until Midnight tonight to post with a roll with you trying to interact. Chatty Ditz: Let’s begin...Round 1
Tagging: The characters you can use are: @notsen (Serix) || Wackoguy (Glassman) || Genesis (Genesis) || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || theguyiscalledsteve (Rainman) || Phreezey Breeze (Troik) || notegg (Finale) || mirror (MirrorMan) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || @theremnantsoul (Warrior) || Kazu (E/Enhancer?) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia) || Zane (Zane)
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Post by Wackoguy on Jun 4, 2015 11:04:37 GMT -8
(OOC: Glad there's more fun to be had. ^^ )
1-100
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Post by Genesis on Jun 4, 2015 11:10:54 GMT -8
(You freaking ninja.)
1-100
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 11:15:00 GMT -8
This wasn't the place he'd expected to find himself in. Nonetheless, standing around and watching wouldn't accomplishing anything, much less waiting for somebody else to make a move -- he'd learned that just recently in fact.
Masks covered everybody's faces. He'd need to recognize them by whatever visible features left uncovered, but that was surprisingly difficult. His own mask was black and covered his entire face sans for his mouth and lower job. The mask's white eyes covered his own as if trying to conceal his recognizable golden irises.
Taking off the mask seemed unwise. Who knew whether or not all of these strangers were friend or foe? Moving forward was the only plan for now. Hopefully he'd bump into someone important along the way.
1-100
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jun 4, 2015 13:04:01 GMT -8
1-100
Troik wasn't very hard to spot in the midst of all this, seeing as how a figure as foreboding as him wasn't too hard to spot. Watching his step, the goliath navi treaded carefully, being sure not to step on anyone's feet. His small, kabuki mask was fitting for how outlandish he was, only covering but a small portion of his barrel helmet...
"Hello? Are other navi here? Troik want know!"
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 4, 2015 13:22:10 GMT -8
(Bakugan brawl!) 1-100
After Rainman had left the coral caverns he was greeted with a gust of wind and darkness. It was silent now, what had happened? He had proven himself to the others...what had happened? Where was he? What was going on-
Then Rainman heard something, a small sizzling sound. It was then followed by a ton of whispers, how many people were there? Rainman didn't know but it sounded like a ton...maybe even a hundred. Then he saw three orbs, red, yellow and blue. The three went up into the sky in a triangle form and lit up the room. Rainman then took note that he was wearing a mask, perhaps he was at a ball? It was congested in the room with all of these people in it, Rainman felt like taking off his mask but...for some unknown reason, he couldn't.
So he couldn't take off his mask, be he could at least talk to someone..right? Rainman went off to find someone he could talk too.
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Post by Kazu on Jun 4, 2015 23:26:05 GMT -8
1-100
Enhancers eyes darted from mask to mask while his hands instinctively went to his own to examine it. Twenty fingers examined its outer designs as he wandered about to the edge of the ever growing crowd of masqueraders. His mouth moved silently as he attempted a head count of the amount of people present within what he thought was some kind of Ornate ballroom. His assumptions lead him to believe he was in Creamland. Hopefully there would be someone, staff or otherwise that would know.
Merging back into the crowd, he whispered to some of the other party goers, using one of his six hands to tap on someone's shoulder.
Excuse me, whose party is this?
Like a true party crasher.
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Post by mirror on Jun 5, 2015 20:54:33 GMT -8
(OOC: Will post some more RP stuff later, but I wanna get my die roll in. A bit pressed for time currently. Please forgive the lack of formatting)
1-100
Wandering the party, MirrorMan mingles with the others. Maybe he would find someone he recognized, after some conversation. Of course, everyone had masks on, so perhaps he wouldn't recognize anyone. Time would tell.
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Post by ~Divine|<3|Heart~ on Jun 6, 2015 0:27:47 GMT -8
~The Meeting Grounds~
---------------------------------- “There was no way they did not notice this!” ________________________________________________________
Fifty-Six (Wackoguy (Glassman) and Kazu (Enhancer) )
As the two figures approach the lone figure in the mask, she turns around sharply smiling at the two. Obviously, she is female. Her long blonde hair is a dead giveaway, but her facial features are distorted because of the mask she is wearing. Her body is clad in all white and fluffy in its features as it gives off…well…actually it is a wedding dress! Without mistake, she lift her hands up presenting a beautiful bouquet of roses in her right hand in a small bundle of at least no more than three, and the left with a corsage. Her hands adorned with nothing but fair skin.
“I really would love for us to marry one day,” she said with a smile than soon faded, “But is…it possible…hmm…”
She seemed to be lost in thought, not even paying attention to the two guests that approached her. They could respond, but why bother? She seemed to almost ignore them with her own trivial questions…and besides, they were right next to each other.
Special Condition unlocked: Enhancer and GlassMan can now co-op this event. [Desc] Co-op members of a party can meet-up, communicate, and have certain abilities. If one Co-op member of the same party roll a die and the result is a number on member already rolled, the next co-op member can roll two die to broaden the search. The bigger the party, the broader your search for information.
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Ninety-Four (Genesis (Genesis))
A green flame lights the forth corner of the room. The room is completely squared by the lighting and from the corner comes another horde of the party guests. The figure Genesis addressed turns around as one hand was flicking what seemed like a yo-yo and the other were holding onto to what seemed to be a narrow serving glass. The contents were clear as the female lifted the strange liquid to her lips that changed instantly to a pink swirling what seemed like a sparkling glimmer of glitter on the insides.
“You’re not who I was looking for, but whatever!” the female said before glancing towards one of the torches, especially the green one, “See those? That means one the avatars have just arrived. She was busy dealing with someone who just flopped the trials, but that torch is lit now. You know what that means…right?” the female placed to the glass to her lips, sipping a drink, but she turned a shoulder to Genesis.
She smiled playfully, almost teasing him.
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Sixty-Seven (@theremnantsoul (Warrior))
“You seem to look like a strong warrior,” the female said as she looked over Warrior. The irony lost in her own observation as she presented one of her hands, crossed with glowing patterns that illuminated her body. “Certainly, you would have traversed the Green Room with patience. However, it seems fate had other plans for you. I on the other hand wish the best for you.”
The female had lifted her hand, presenting a glowing light from her palm that coveted Remnant. “And I meant that truthfully. Use that power to attract others to you. There are oceans of personas here.” the female then turned away from Warrior. Whether he could talk to her or not was up to him, but she seemed irritable about something for some reason…
Special Condition unlocked: Remnant received the power Exceed. Remnant may once, roll at least two-dice at once. This ability can only be used once per instance received.
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Sixty-Eight (theguyiscalledsteve (RainMan) )
“What do we have here?” the female figure removed her mask slowly revealing her pure white skin. Her eyes marked by black above and below. Her crimson lips cast a smile and her gold plated hat fixture poured her raven black hair down her back. “Thine odor. Sea salt and the essence of a calming breeze? I see thou has taken took the trial of one of the twins, and I know just which one. If it was the one I favored, then thou suddenly would not be standing here!” She let out a robust laugh as she reached out slapping the shoulder of RainMan. A hot print burned right onto his right shoulder.
“Very well, I’ve passed some of my power to thee…and now, a secret.” she brought RainMan close while smiling, “Our forms are all relevant, but not the twins. No-no! Not them thy see! For thine form is incomplete. Even their names reveal thine origin! If thy see those by the name of Tsuki and the other Yomi, do not think one! But if they are together, do not think two! It is then, thou think one…do thou understand? It is within them that they hold the greatest power of us all!”
The female sips her drink and lets out a thunderous laugh afterwards. “But I have spoke too much! Thou must find out the rest on one’s own!”
Special Condition unlocked: RainMan received the power Rude . [DESC] The power of being a very rude dinner guest who doesn’t waste time in meaningless trivial conversation with someone they already talked to. The night is young after all! [Ability] RainMan ignores any rolled numbers already spoken to by any other event-player and adds +1 or -1 to his roll value to meet someone else. The value is added in parenthesis along with the dice roll by simply typing “+” or “-“ in parenthesis.
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Ninety-Two (mirror (MirrorMan) )
“Have you noticed our masks?” the lady turned around, touching the plastic that adorned her face as she spoke to MirrorMan. “Each one has a color representing the lit torch. There are few that are colored out of the ordinary here. Green represents our lady Agia. She is an Avatar. You can find out the other colors by yourself…but…I’m not sure who the white, and pink masks belong too. Also…I think I saw someone with a two-tone mask of black & white. That’s very different! But that’s what makes this party so…interesting.” The figure turned a shoulder to MirrorMan seeming to sip the strange pink drink in her hand.
Special Condition unlocked: None
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Seventy-Nine (Phreezey Breeze (Troik) )
"Navis? I suppose you can call them that..."
This woman was beautiful. Troik could make out her features the moment she removed her mask. Her long flowing green hair poured from her head as well as the strange nodes of light that ran down the cascading feathery locks. She stared upward with the strangest big green eyes and retained a cam composure from her red lips. She tilted her head as if she was bewildered by the form that was before her.
"You are...not one of the room traveler who had taken my trial. As a matter of fact, you seem to be not one who took any of the trials. It is quite peculiar that we have met like this...out of all those who are here." She reached out a hand, but it was composed of metal. As she brought it back slowly, almost ashamed of the fake flesh that was present and peeling off the cybernetic parts, she smiled softly. "My apologies, this is what change' has brought to those like us. Even if we exist as simply legends, stories, myths...time affects us as well. It is funny how the past has been brought present by your technology, and even things now can change the course of what was in history. As true lies the potential in humans...and thus, that is why we exist here...in this space."
With calm eyes, the female looked to Troik. Her lips curving as she smiled. "I've met you...but just in another point in time. Do you know who I am, Troik?" The female asked. Even as the gargantuan NetNavi took time to answer, her hand was already lifting once more and summoning a light to covet the entirety of his body. "Let this guide you to the truth."
Special Condition unlocked: Troik received the power Insight. [Desc]The patience of the divine incarnated into a beautiful green aura. Just by sitting, waiting, and deliberating...one gains insight of the many options that lay before them. They observe their surroundings knowing exactly who they are taking to. Upon PMing the event-holder at start of the round, The user will receive PMs identifying current rolled numbers at the party by complete profiles. This can only be used to identify one number per round.
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Parties: Enhancer | GlassMan | ??? - -
Values Rolled:
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________________________________________________________ “How could you not notice someone touching your heart?”
Request Instructions: You are a guest among many in this crowded masquerade room, but this is still a game because you are a guest among hundreds here in a large throne room. Meeting each other will not be as simple as taking off your mask and revealing yourself to the world. Everyone will roll a die (1-100) at the beginning of their post as they try to Talk/Touch/Get Someone’s attention at the party. There are Two numbers that are absolutely vital to this puzzle. Rolling one will yield some info or possibly a lucky prize. Chatty Ditz: ----
Tagging: The characters you can use are: || Shast (Iria) || Raven8 (Gravity Beetle/Unity) || notegg (Finale) || B.o.B. (B.O.B.) || "Bill" (Embra) || Phen (Phoenix) || Xypher (Merrill/Xylia) || Zane (Zane)
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Post by Zane on Jun 6, 2015 18:00:04 GMT -8
1-100
Well this was a fancy place. He wore a mask naturally so having another one felt uncomfortable but whatever. He decided that he would mingle around this time, but in a manner that worked out. Mostly meaning he had to get in there and tap some guys. So he went off to do just that straight away.
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Post by theguyiscalledsteve on Jun 6, 2015 18:55:16 GMT -8
After the exchange with the rowdy lady, Rainman checked the mark she had left behind (No not THAT kind of mark) on his on shoulder. Out of his curiosity he went to touch and instantly bought his hand back. Ouch!, it had stung Rainman a bit. Rainman recoiled his hand back, but he had to look back at what the lady had told him, don't think two when spereate..? So were the doors manifested as people now? Could they possibly be among the guests?
Nah who cared right now? This was a party! It's time to talk to people! Talking talking, who knew? Maybe he could find someone cute!
1-100 (+1)
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Post by Phreezey Breeze on Jun 6, 2015 19:53:28 GMT -8
Troik reached his hand out as the woman spoke, revealing they had met somewhere before... He knew who she was... He couldn't remember a name, but her face, her gorgeous face, that was more than enough. The eyes behind his helmet blinked rapidly, as if conveying a feeling of remorse for something...
"M-Mountain Lady... Troik not know name, but Troik know you... Has been too long. Is sad that we meet like this. Troik be sure to... come back one day. We have everything back to normal after, and live in peace. Troik will be sure to make you famous spaghetti like memory serves. Do not lose faith, and... Stay safe for Troik, Troik worry about you. Now Troik find others, with help from you, Troik will find friends. Then we get over with, and then... You... and Troik..."
If Troik had a definitive mouth, he'd be smiling, as a small droplet escaped his helmet... He was unsure how he knew her, or how these vivid, fond memories of this woman were there, but they felt as warm and fuzzy as anything. Turning around, Troik had been given inspiration, now actively trying to find those with a similar mask as he did... Thinking he found one, Troik tapped their shoulder with a gentle phrase... The green aura now endowed upon him...
"Pochemu privem tam. Hello there."
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Post by Genesis on Jun 6, 2015 20:27:17 GMT -8
1-100
*What did the torch mean? It was lit and the avatar had finished with one of them from the sounds of it. But then he supposed he would need more answers. The bigger picture here that he didn't quite know. If he was lucky he could find out here. He would see to that now then and seeing if he couldn't grasp more about this with further interaction.*
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Post by Kazu on Jun 8, 2015 4:46:39 GMT -8
Clenched fists and a tensed body did little to hide the anger E felt. This place he was in was one deception after another. Visibly he was fed up with the shenanigans being pulled, but within he knew however badly he wanted to sling masses of plasma everywhere, he wouldn't. He had more self-control than that. Something he regretted though clenched teeth and furrowed brow.
But then something came to his head. This place to him wasn't entirely real. He wondered what would happen if he addressed someone.... With plasma covered hands. This person, no an illusion would be the perfect test. Using one of his right arms, he made a powerful attempt to address the woman before him in a wedding dress.
An orange and black pat on the back was what she got.
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