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Beacon Academy / Re: The INKKredible room fiesta [INKK]
« Last post by DEXES on January 13, 2019, 11:56:08 AM »
Kisha shoved the two stacks over to Ismael and gave him an impatient look. "Well then, which one do you want to look in?" She asked, then took a look in her own cards. Damn, they were good! Seven of hearts, seven of diamonds and a Queen of Diamonds! "After Ismeal picked a stack, you can start Kin."

(Okay, since playing cards is a bit arduous in an RPG, I stole a card pack and laid it all out, it'll be chaotic, but that's how it is now, I'll edit this down here as soon as Chaos has chosen his stack. The current cards are:

Kisha: Seven of hearts, Seven of diamonds, Queen of Diamonds
Ismael: Ten of Spades, Seven of Spades, Nine of clubs
Kin: King of Hearts, King of Clubs, Ten of diamond

Middle: King of spades, eight of hearts, Nine of diamond

Chaos has the next post, but can't lay a card yet, just pick the stack. Then it's Kin's turn, then Kisha. So that we don't exclude Nate we now have a conversation. I guess. Idk. What am I even doing here? )

"So," Kisha began as she looked at her cards, "How about we make it a little more.... interesting? Whoever wins may ask the loser a question or a task, you know, like truth or dare, or something like this."
Everywhere Else / Re: Embers of the Hearth. [CLOSED] [BSSM Thread]
« Last post by mylies43 on January 12, 2019, 06:12:39 PM »
Serin was intrigued that the old man seemed to such an opposite from Smokey as he was much nicer and open to talking unlike the closed off team member of BSSM. Maybe they just haven’t found a topic for Smokey to open up about yet? On that note Serin looked around for the other reserved member of the team finding him eyeing up the displays in the front of the store with a intensity that he rarely saw on his fellow members face.  ”Looks like even Mikado is interested in the weapons” Serin chuckled  before turning back to the main conversation at hand.

”Well it’s not here per say, but in Atlas which is just a short ride from here. You must be really wrapped up in your work to not notice it.” Serin commented with some slight confusion coming across his face, he had always been aware of when the festival was at hand regardless of location and could not understand how someone would be unaware of its time and location. Much less when he had a son competing in it.
Everywhere Else / Re: Foreign Delicacies [Closed]
« Last post by MonsterManic on January 11, 2019, 02:34:44 PM »
While Yu didn’t particularly like the smell of smoke, nor did he like smoking - it lowered average life expectancy too - Chantou was indulging his rather extravagant offer. So, he shook his head in consent, as well as to answer her first question. ”I’m afraid I’m not particularly keen on fighting in front of large crowds.” He said simply, but his words did not carry the full truth. Even though his two new acquaintances had so far been the most gracious of hosts, they were still newly acquainted. First impressions and appearances could be deceiving, and he was not dropping his guard.

Still, to continue the line of discussion, he turned to Diana. ”And what of yourself? From your previous actions one could be forgiven for assuming you are a medic, so if you were to enter any fights it would be team-oriented. Am I right in guessing so?” Yu said politely. Still fairly new to the whole ‘socialising’ aspect of life, he found a small satisfaction in deducing what little tidbits he could from everyday appearances, though not always accurate.
The Vale Region / Re: Royal Rumble [CLOSED]
« Last post by MonsterManic on January 11, 2019, 01:14:42 PM »
Rachel didn’t let her slight fear and nervousness show when Akel’s opponent stepped into the ring, though her stalks flared out in annoyance at Sark’s rude comment. If she wasn’t supposed to be under cover, she’d just as quickly go down and beat him senseless herself. Instead, she quaffed her entire glass of beer to cover her emotions, gently putting it back on the plate with a light ‘tink’. Quickly, before the two fighters began fighting in earnest, she leant over and whispered to Hart: ”Know who Sark belongs to?”

She’d already noticed Hart’s curt glance at the guy with the mask, but she wanted more information without seeming overly nosy.. Speaking of… ”And - pardon me for asking - what do you mean, ‘not anymore’?” Rachel could probably hazard a guess - judging by the subtle nicknames given to Sark down below it was fair enough to assume many a challenger had been topped by the “Bloody Blade”.
Before his attack went through Shiroe’s guard, Setsuna noticed the long white sabre brandished in a defensive position, nearly blending in with the snow and fog surrounding the arena if not for its glow. Without it’s telltale light, he might struggle to even see the blade, especially if the conditions were to become worse.

The shield bash connected, sending a jarring sensation through his back and a small smile across Setsuna’s face. His opponent fell back with unexpected speed but unfortunately lost his footing, giving him an opportunity to continue his assault. However, a problem posed itself. There was no angle of slash that was particularly effective against a prone opponent, and the options that posed themselves in that split second could be evaded simply by rolling out of the way. Still, hoping to keep his opponent from standing up, Setsuna dove after Shiroe, stabbing his sword downward with the intent of attacking his stomach.

Setsuna's Stats:
  ● Aura: [█████████-] 92%
  ● Weapons: Discord, Harmony

Combat Data:
  ● Attacks: Downward stab (7%)
  ● Semblance: ACTIVE - 55/60 seconds
Everywhere Else / Re: Being a Responsible Adult [CLOSED]
« Last post by Moth on January 10, 2019, 11:41:42 PM »
“The Royale family sponsors me - Royal Senior, specifically. He has scholarships for students who can’t attend Beacon or other combat schools, and I was lucky enough to snag one.” She answers, letting a hint of pride in her voice. “Plus like, two afterschool jobs and night classes at Signal brought me up to par pretty quickly. There’s plenty of time in the day when you don’t sleep.” Her joke is on the lighter side, even if her voice is oddly weighted - finishing with another sip of the energy drink in her hand.

Hunter’s offer to sponsor her though makes her perk up though, straightening her back and blinking at him rather widely for a moment, trying to comprehend what he just said - another Hunter, and one that’s tasked with teaching the next generation, offering to teach a tiny faunus from Vale that vaguely showed some promise. That’s basically any sane student’s dream. A professional huntsman offering to dedicate their time to teach them, to help them become stronger, faster, better versions of the students they already were. And here was a literal professor, a faunus professor, someone who taught and prepared the next generation of hunters and huntresses to save the world over and over again, singing her praises about her ability to survive and succeed and offering to teach her, she’d be a fool to say anything other than-


The answer is abrupt, sudden, and even Prism seems a bit taken aback by the way she slams the bottom of the energy drink onto the table in enthusiastic confirmation. She blinks, flushes a slight red, and settles back into her chair again as she tries to calm the literal ruffled feathers peaking out from behind her. ”...if you’re willing to pardon the outburst, I’d be absolutely honored to accept you as my sponsor, and would relish the chance to improve my skills in any professional capacity.” She finishes, only smiling a bit awkwardly.
The Vale Region / Re: Hunt across the Savannah
« Last post by Kingnoname1 on January 09, 2019, 05:03:29 PM »
’The main objective is to find and isolate the Dustsmith but yes if you are able to disarm and remain unnoticed it would be beneficial to future missions. Of course, if you are capable of capturing the Dustsmith here and now we won’t need future missions.’ Sam Copper responds coldly. ’Your line to me is encrypted but no encryption is perfect and even the existence of an encrypted communication line could cause suspicion so I would recommend keeping your calls back to base to a minimum. Now, unfortunately, there are other briefings I need to run so best of luck out there and keep your eyes peeled. The Dustsmith is a dangerous threat so don’t be cautious about bringing in backup.’ With that Sam’s voice cuts out leaving only the dull droning of the car and the occasional tune hummed by the driver.

’There are some thick robes in one of the cases back there, might be a bit uncomfortable in the heat but they actually do a lot to keep the hot air from reaching you as well as protecting you from sunburn. Honestly, it’s the sunburn that would dehydrate you more than sweat as well as it will also keep the sun off your armour Aurelia.’ The driver pointed out as she turned around to face the other members of their impromtu team, Aurelia could immediately recognize her. Saffron was wearing a dark blue saree as well as a fair amount of gold jewellery but rather than her normal fire dust fractals to deal will Atlas’s cold there was light blue frost dust to deal with the heat. ’So I’ve ran into Aurelia before and although I’ve read both of your files it’s still polite to introduce yourself, My name is Saffron nice to meet everyone, what is everyone else's name?’ Saffron remarked as she turned back around to keep her eyes on the road. It was still reasonably open but there was no reason to take unnecessary risks and it allowed her to turn towards the smoking wreckage.

If Siu did end up sending one of her dragons out to scout the surroundings the dragon would find small pockets of Grimm in a pretty wide radius around the vehicle but they seemed to be keeping their distance for now. When it gets closer to the source of the smoke that isn’t the case any more. A caravan, former caravan more precisely had been completely guttered by the creatures of Grimm with some still stalking around the ruined and burnt out shells trying to force their way inside. The remaining Grimm forces numbered around a couple dozen and don’t look like they would put up a considerable threat to the huntsmen. Saffron does her best to accelerate towards wreck caravan unless one of the other members of their impromptu team says anything but it still looks like they would be a couple of minutes away.

’So, what’s the plan?’ Saffron asked. Normally a leader of her own team Saffron would normally be expected to come up with the plan but she was unexpectedly happy that obligation was no longer hers. With two far more experienced hunters, Saffron would be comfortable letting them take the lead even if it only looked like one of them just woke up. Obviously, she wanted to help anyone she could but her Atlas training had encouraged her to look at the bigger picture, they needed infomation. It would do more good than saving a few lives but it was going to be a difficult topic to bring up given Atlas’s negative reputation and Saffron didn’t want to add to it. For now, she kept her opinions to herself and focused on the road. The shrubbery and trees were getting more sparse leading to a mostly open forest plain.
Beacon Academy / Re: The INKKredible room fiesta [INKK]
« Last post by Golden Koi on January 09, 2019, 01:55:04 PM »
Kin eyed the deck of cards, thinking more simpler thoughts. Being busy with his modelling job, and his curriculum, he was eager to get some time off and play a card game with his new team. He hadn't bothered with thinking about the origins of 31, what he did wouldn't change the outcome anyways. As he ate his choc9late muffin, he started looking at ways to make 31 and win. He subtly wondered if there would be a prize for winning. Maybe another muffin. They tasted so good~.
The Vale Region / Re: At the mountains Summit
« Last post by nathan67003 on January 09, 2019, 06:12:34 AM »
Camelia didn't really mind the rough ride. She'd done far worse to herself when she was starting out with her semblance. Nothing like accidentally smashing your head into an amphitheater's ceiling to get you going. Apart from that, she keenly listened to the briefing given (at a distance) by none other than Sam Cooper, who'd she heard of before. She didn't hear of much unless they had some reputation, too, so that spoke lengths as to how known they were around Hunting circles.

The briefing was clear and concise and Camelia found she had nothing to want for in terms of additional information. She was, however, thoroughly disturbed by Toast's comment, sat opposite and to the side of herself. Collect... jizz samples? What? "...What?" Alas, before she could either figure out what the hell that meant or get an answer, the Bullhead arrived at its destination.

Being armoured as she was (and seeing as how someone'd brought their vehicle along), Camelia decided to bring up the rear. After everyone else was off, she jumped onto the roc below herself, landing with a loud thud accompanied by the rock breaking a bit under her equipment's weight. She immediately took hold of one half of Unity and left the other sheathed, whilst Orion remained on her back for the moment. She'd probably take a hold of it after a bit, depending on how fast they progressed through the mine.

...Jizz samples?
Beacon Academy / Re: The INKKredible room fiesta [INKK]
« Last post by nathan67003 on January 09, 2019, 05:59:49 AM »
best box of rocks, to be honest

Nathan more or less just... stared? Stared at the playing field. Not only did he always suck at any given card game and usually needed to play through several goes to get the gist of the more complex ones like Charlemagne, he was still trying to make up his mind regarding the backstory.

Meeting Izzy's (sustained) gaze snapped him back to reality, if only to admire of slight despair the lad sometimes gave off when completely befuddled. Making sure only Izzy could see him, Nathan subtly mouthed (and attempted to facially express, but probably failed anyway as far as he was concerned) something along the lines of 'getting to know each other with a common activity or something i dunno'.
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