Cleaning The Streets of Central! [Now Closed!]

[Narihama]

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MP: 100%

HP: 100%

Tagged: Kumori @dindeen @0x1dea Nisha Bast<--- yep and still more people is expected to join xD

sorry Derek and Decicode, had to keep the group at least ten, or it'll be a big mess of a thread -_-'''
OOC: any order is fine as long as anybody doesn't spam posts one after another :P (P.S. the quest invite people saw spreaded across the entire quest board it self kk?)

Equipped:

Great Shield & Starter Halberd (in inventory)| Starter Platemail (just leggings) (also has butler uniform in inventory)

Skills

• Heavy Anchor
• Covering
• Counter Break
• N/A
• N/A

Nari, lying on a park bench, bored as ever, “ah~, when will ‘they’ come?” Nari giving a heavy sigh, the flower on top of the Wolf felt as heavy as a house, the wind was tickling his feet as he tried to gain some momentum to get up and do something, no, the boredom was so unbearable that even the sharp Wolf can’t do anything about it, thinking back on what he did as he came to this world, he met a weird samurai which acts like a child that never had any help in life to begin with(Aion), met a bunch of people after that like the talented yet “can’t give two shits about your problem” druid, Scoria or the cute little fluff ball that is known as Nisha that even to this day still pesters him, even thinking of the her for just a second brung another long winded sigh as he finally tried to get up for the last time, this time succeeding the fight with his boredom, Nari makes his way out the park, barefooted this time.

Thinking what he should do as a past time he went to a nearby food store, buying a bunch of stuff like takoyaki and other food, bringing it towards the meeting point again, Nari plops down, legs crossed, and having away with the some of the sandwiches he brought, as he was eating he can hear a bunch of other people walking into the park, “is that them?” Nari pondered with a sandwich between his teeth as he got up yet again, the fight he had earlier gave him a massive scar down the right side of his chest, still trying to unwind himself from the thought of the completely one-sided fight, Nari checks his message he posted up in throughout Londinium, every quest board had a massive “Cleaning The Streets!” label plus the meeting spot which is here, Victoria Park, his most favourite place in the once great city, the smell of the flowers he planted recently had a faint smell of lavender since a lot of the flowers around the entrance to the park was lavender to keep the bad smell of the city out of the very semi-clean park, Nari had started days ago, and still no-one wanted to join in the “fun” of cleaning the city, JK, the “fun” wasn’t even there at the moment, the naked from the waste up while wearing a boonie hat as to show he’s gardening is still in progress Wolf has still haven’t have a participant to help him with the cleaning of Londinium, again, while getting up from his spot, he looks around the area, seeing if there was another participant that wanted to join in the “fun”, just thinking that gave Nari a huge sigh of disappointment.

“Well what can be even worse? Having no help at all? Or not even bothering at all?” Nari asked himself and shrugged as he turned the corner to see if there was a person who would sign-up for this home-brewed Quest!

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[Nisha]

Ah, why was it that Nisha was so interested in wearing this damn maid uniform anyway, she wondered about herself as she put it on again and, now that she had a big mirror in front of her twirled a little, just to blush and stop. Looking around if someone was looking, which was pretty much impossible, seeing as she had rented a room in the inn for a day, just to get a good look at herself and no one was in the room. The windows had no opposite window through which to look and they only way someone could have seen was by climbing up to the second floor and cleaning the window before watching her. Sheesh, london was dirty and broken for real, no way around it or need to rephrase that. Everywhere one went it looked like as if no one had cared for the houses in years, just like the house on which roof she had slept on as she had looked for a place to sleep after the apocalypse. Vines and ruin had taken over any of the houses and Nisha did not know if some players rallying could change that. Not that she minded though, she rather liked the feeling the city gave her. It always made her feel like there was history and points of interests yet to uncover, something big lurking beyond the facade of the city that was visible. Something must have happened, maybe cleaning and clearing up the city would help uncover this. Or not, Nisha was not really out to destroy this feeling of mystery she got from the city, but maybe it would get her into an even higher gear to finally get into the next city just at the horizon of sarum´s frontier, what was the name again in real life? Salisbury?

Nisha had not been there before, but the wall that had not yet been penetrated by players surrounding it was definitely intriguing. Nisha finished up in her room, closed the door behind her and started to head down, just to walk back and close andlock the door and hand the key over to the owner of the inn. She would not need to carry a key with her this way and knew that no one would go into her room, even though there was nothing really there to steal, but it would feel weird if someone would just enter. Sighing she went out of the door and made all of her tails appear, it felt nice to let them loose sometimes, this fluffy business and all that, it felt nice and chaotic, even though she was trying to get it under control. Heading for the place they were supposed to meet up with the one who had rallyed the troops, narihama, she started to just enter and walk along streets, jump on walls and follow cats around. Her usual way of finding her destination and soon she found several points of interests she had been looking for out of accident and knew where she had to go. It had been good she had left a little bit earlier, but then again, she had no other plans for the day anyway, so this would have to do as enjoyment and maybe to meet some new players and meet up with players known to her. Entering the park, she saw nari, who was difficult to overlook sitting there with a sandwich in his mouth. Waving as a greeting she drew closer and took a wooden poker out of a takoyaki box and stuck it in one of the octopus balls, blowing on it, saying: "You don´t mind, right?" with a smile and then bit into the steaming ball of tastyliciousness.

Words: 624
Mood: Yummy
Music: Music~
Tags: Kumori @dindeen @0x1dea Bast Shepard Dagon @m Narihama

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STATUS

Late for an Important Date

HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - Comfy Jacket Green Shirt SKILLS - None Active - Words: 743 Tags: Kumori @dindeen Nisha Bast Shepard Dagon @m Narihama @somanypeopleholyshit Notes: --

The afternoon sun shone through a certain bedroom window, one of many belonging to a house owned by the guild Aeryn. This particular window in question happened to belong to a snoring, drooling Half-Alv, a player often prone to staying up late at night researching various subjects, some of great import, and others of little-to-no value. The bright rays given off by the hanging fiery ball of superheated gas fell upon the resting eyes of Oxford, the beams of light rudely interrupting whatever dream it was the Guardian was having at that time. "Eurgh...what year is it..." A couple of papers were stuck to the side of Oxford's face as he dug around in his stacks of parchment and books for his pair of glasses. "That's funny...I could've sworn I put them around here..." A ruffle of papers fell to the floor, revealing the source of the disturbance to be a slumbering Brier Weasel, a piece of paper and his glasses clutched in his tiny paws like some sort of origami teddy bear. He wrestled the two items out of the weasel's grip, blinking the sleep out of his eyes as he put his glasses in its rightful place. "Omo, stop using my sky tram notes as blankets." Finally noticing the paper stuck to his cheek, Oxford gently peeled it off as to not ruin the writing that was probably on it. Turned out it was a flier advertising a Londinium cleaning event. He skimmed over the document, his eyes widening a bit whenever he saw that participants got to keep whatever objects they found when helping with the clean up. Plus, there also seemed to be a deal about a discount on guild housing, so that part caught the Guardian's attention as well. With a bigger house, we could all have entire rooms to ourselves. I could probably have a walk-in library... And yet here it was, first day of the event, and it was already somewhere around noon. Daylight was already being wasted, and Oxford was determined not to waste anymore. One lightning quick shower later, he skidded into the kitchen to gulp down a glass of milk and grabbed a couple apples from the fruit bowl sitting on the middle of the table. He adjusted his Comfy Jacket as he realized someone else was already in the kitchen. "Oh, look, Caer's here too." Biting down on the apple he grabbed, Oxford went ahead and grabbed her as well, carrying the probably very confused Wolf Hair out of the room princess-style as he dashed out the guild door. Once outside, he tossed the Samurai up in the air and caught her with his hands behind his back, now transporting the young lady to their destination piggyback style. Oxford reached up and grabbed the apple from his mouth, chewing on the bite he took as he explained why he had suddenly surprise adopted Caer. "Sorry about the grab-and-bag routine. As you probably already knew, event quest started today, and guilds get discounts on building upgrades if they participate." Had their guild leader, Kumori, had been there, he probably would've grabbed him too. He stuffed the apple back in his mouth, rooting around for the other he grabbed and tossed it to the Samurai before he resumed the nomming of his own. "Don't know if you got anything to eat, so I went ahead and brought you a snack." A big flyer advertising a "Cleaning the Streets!" mission were plastered everywhere in the city. Bulletin boards, sides of buildings, even the backs of unsuspecting Landers and Adventurers. Seems promising. Might as well check it out. After a short jog, he found the organizer of the event and a fox tail participant as he rounded the corner, recognizing Nisha from his and hers (and Scoria's) dilly-dallyings at the local library. He didn't recognize the other guy at first, but then a glance at the tattoo refreshed his memory. Narihama, another fellow Guardian who decided to run around half-naked. He set Caer down gently on the ground, crouching down to make sure he didn't accidentally drop her. A glance at the fox tail's maid ensemble reminded him of the other rule that at least one guild member needed to be in uniform in order to qualify for the discount reward. Hopefully Caer was more prepared for the event than him. He went ahead and greeted the other two for now. "We're not late, are we?"

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StatusReady to wreck clean stuff! OOC Notes--- Tags@0x1dea Narihama Nisha Kumori Hrairoo bothered the samurai all night with that -thing-. You know, that -thing- that bunnies do... which was to run around the room trying not to get murdered by your own wife. Hyzenthlay was on her ‘LOVE ME!’ mode again so although Caerbannog wanted to spend some time with them, she unsummoned the rabbits so that they would stop causing chaos. The samurai was about to fall asleep on the counter when she was so suddenly whisked away by a knight in shining- oh wait, no. It was just Oxford. “ A what? “ and then she was flipped onto the guy’s back. He said something about an event or some other... and then an apple. And then uh... okay, FINALLY the samurai’s brain kicked into gear. There was an event for which they had to clean up Londinium and if a guild participated with at least one of them wearing some specific clothes, they’d get a discount for housing. Caerbannog didn’t know what was going on with the guild, but she did remember that info at least based on what Ryuu-oniichan told her a while back. Speaking of the guild leader Kumori, he was supposed to make a maid outfit for the wolf-hair but he neglected that for some reason. So the girl went ahead and purchased one of the things that some adventuring tailors had up for sale. As Oxford ran on, Caerbannog pulled up her interface and switched out her usual armor for something more fitting for the event. A French maid outfit complete with frilly stuff and a little green bow. It came with white thigh-high stockings and a pair of black platform shoes, perfect for Caerbannog’s lacking stat. When they arrived at the event area, the guardian let her down carefully and she gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder and a thumbs up to indicate that she was okay. The samurai then adjusted her green bow before she turned to the event organiz- was that Narihama? Oh dear Cthulhu. He was still running around half-naked. Well, that was fine; some people had those fetishes after all. She waved to get that other guardian’s attention and once he looked her way, Caerbannog nodded at him. What caught her attention moreso than the half-naked guardian was the presence of Nisha. Did they come in pairs? Guardian and samurai; samurai and guardian. Oh hey, they did! Was it a tag team battle or something? No, no it wasn’t. The objective was to clean up Londinium, not to wreck it. With that in mind, the samurai skipped over to Nisha and her takoyaki, and bowed to her. “You look cute,” she said to the foxtail. WC: 445 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[bunji]

I will hunt you down... His jaw lowered, and his mouth opened wide as he let himself yawn as loud as he could raising his hands overhead, the mess of red hair that rest atop his head would be ruffled with a free hand as the lazy Samurai frowned looking around. He had fallen asleep on some random bench at the park again, with a heavy sigh the man rolled his neck letting the slight pops ring into his ears breaking the silence around him for a moment. Pushing up from the bench he once called a bed he was welcomed by the sight of...well trash, Bunji raised a brow his red eyes scanning the landscape that was littered with trash as far as the eye could see. Which reminded him why he was even here, he had noticed some posting earlier in the day he sighed shaking his head, he annoyed, he had taken this stupid task up only because he was in need of scouting out other talent. Those who could prove to be enemies, and allies of his future guild; granted he would probably see no combat here today, but he would see more players those that he would later stalk, keep an ear open for their names. "Tch..." bringing up a hand from one of his pockets Bunji opened his interface, sleepy eyes stared at the bright screen that hovered just in his reach pressing a few tabs until he opened the menu where he would equip a strawberry red lollipop. Bunji would hold it in his hand before popping it between his lips, now that he had the interface open he made sure to check the coordinates of where everyone was meant to meet up. All the while his tongue would lick around the surface of the strawberry flavored sucker, with the coordinates in his head he walked off making his way to the meeting spot where he expected to finally put a face to the organizer of this event. As he walked along he carelessly kicked trash out of his way, and sighed a few times trying so hard still to fight off the lingering drowsiness that seemed to cling to his person. It would not take him long before arriving at the spot where a group of people had gathered, Bunji eyed them all face to face he jumped until landing at one he recognized. "The mute girl" he whispered walking over the bottom of his cloak hanging at his ankles until he finally came to a stop when he was close enough to the group, he bit down hard on the sucker he was enjoying, the hard candy shattered under his chomp with a loud 'crunch'. After which Bunji purposely spit the lone white stick that was once attached to the now swallowed candy, the stick flew in the middle of the group. The Samurai licked his lips as he eyed them all without really caring to be approachable at the moment, thanks to his grumpy behavior that seemed to stick with him thanks to the very oh so comfortable sleep he had on a bench. "So you guys the happy gun crew?" he asked in a rather sarcastic tone, noticing the mute girl, and the girl who he did not know wearing maid outfits he raised a brow before focusing his attention on everyone in general. "....Didn't know we were supposed to dress up, left my maid outfit at home" he commented as he yawned, tilting his head to one side then the next, "Alright when we starting this clean up folks?" he asked, waiting for someone to say something or even give the order to start. "Oh! and for those of you who dont know me, which is practically the majority of you except for Caerbannog there. My names Bunji" he said rolling his shoulders as he stopped finally with arms crossed over his leather chest plate.
	words 653 tags Narihama @others notes wut
...escaping is futile...

made by jasmin - for sir paya use only

[Kumori]

100% 100%

Equipment: Cuirass of Shadows | Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 Skills: Tags:

: Word Count : 0804 OOC Notes: Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives

What a wonderful morning it was. His alarm was going off and he woke up practically instantly. He looked at his HUD clock to see what time it was, and it was pretty early in the morning. His arms stretched out and taking in the sun that was going through his window, he looked outside towards the window and what was it he saw? Filth. Complete and utter filth. You’d think that because it was a game, most people would be like “Oh.. let the NPCs take care of it,” or “Trash doesn’t exist in such a world.” Unfortunately for them, they were wrong, and now Londinium had become a landfill. Well, that was why quest request were made in order to get the adventurers to help out. It would benefit his guild greatly, not only because of the discount they would receive for helping with the mess, but because it would give them a cleaner Londinum and therefore a cleaner place to live. He got up opened his door that separated him from the rest of the guild house. He looked to see Caerbannog who was dozing off. “Come on Kyuu! Time to wake up. We have some work to do!” he said to her. He wasn’t completely sure if she heard him, but he followed up with: “Wait for me, okay? I’m going to go get dressed,” Kyuu looked at him, all zombie-like, and then turned back towards what was ahead of her, staring at… nothing? I’ll take that as an acknowledgement. He turned back towards his room and closed the door to give himself some privacy. After what had happened at Windsor, he wasn’t sure how Kyuu took to learning about the birds and the bees for the first time. Why it was the first time? Who knows, but it was up to Ryuu as her older brother to teach the most uncomfortable topic that any man would have to explain to a sister or daughter. Like, how would one start? “Soooo… sex… fornication… the f word… umm… well… it’s when a man and woman love each other a lot.. and well.. you know… have babies…” is probably how it would start normally. That stupid key really deserved to die. After he put on some casual clothes, Ryuu opened up his door. While it only had been 3 minutes, it was enough time for Kyuu to be whisked away and the kitchen to be completely empty, even void of her rabbits. Had this been an anime, an exclamation point would appear at the top of his head, sweat marks would appear at the side of his head, and streak marks at the bottom of his eyes. “Eeeeeeehhhh?!” he yelled out. “Kyuu? Kyuu?!” He opened up his map to look, and it seemed that Oxford had already taken her. Gaaaahhhh. Ryuu dashed out of the room, kicking the wooden table upwards so that a piece of toast flew up from the table that it was on and then caught it with his mouth. Mmmmm… jelly. At this point, a moe would’ve grown out of the front of his hair, his gender changed, and a school girl outfit would have been replaced with his casual hoodie and jeans. Like a typical late anime girl, he would jump over everything, flashing everyone that was under him, should he have been wearing a short miniskirt, because obviously these types of girls were rebellious. Why else would they be late? After bumping into several tables and stands, he’d yell a variation of: “”sorry!”, “excuse me!”, or the personal favorite “WATCH OUT!” He would then jump into someone, see love at first sight, and then continue on his way towards school (the event area) finally skidding to a stop, barely making it on time. As he skidded, he would crash into something expensive, and have to be a slave to the person who owned it for 30 days. “Yata! I made it!” Well, the overlay of schoolgirlness disappeared away from the author’s mind, the Assassin was finally at the area of the event. He looked at Kyuu with a face of desperation, hurt, and confusion. “I told you to wait for me!!” he said, making a face like this: “D:” He looked around and introduced himself. “Hey, I’m Kumori of Aeryn, it’s nice to see you all again,” he would say as he bowed. He looked at Kyuu again, the first time not registering what she was wearing because he was more focused on the fact that she ditched him. “Uhhh…” Ryuu looked around to see if anyone was staring at his sister. He held his dagger’s handle, ready to destroy whoever dared to lay eyes on his sister in a lecherous way. Confound the guards, he’d drag them outside of the city if he had to. Code by DinDeen. Original Art by Tistelmark. :DeviantArt:

[zantetsuken]

ITTOU SENSO

Forever Spring

Zantetsuken

Race/ Human

Samurai, Lv. 1

100%

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Status/ Healthy

Normally, by this hour, he would be in his suit and out doing his routine rounds, ensuring that everything was in its place. Then he'll check on his client, waking them up for their schedule. Sometime, he would bring them breakfast or a cup of coffee, just simply a gesture of kindness. He'll be hearing the sound of traffic on the streets below and the chirping of early birds right outside the window of the penthouse as he mentally prepared what security measures he should take for the day. That's the kind of life he was used to. As a bodyguard. A serious career where the life of the client lies in his hands. Every decision he made would be a matter of life and death. 

But instead, the world he's now in bore no such resemblance whatsoever. He wasn't sure if he'd heard the birds singing this morning. He was sure there's no traffic though. And certainly, he wasn't wearing some expensive suit with polished shoes either. Neither was there truly a life or death situation where his quick thinking could somewhat be helpful, since nobody here could truly die; still oblivious that the same couldn't be said with the People of the Land.

Ittou Senso just came back from the campsite west of Windsor Greatwood. Unable to go back to sleep since first light, he left the area and decided to go back to the city to see what updates he could find. To see whether or not anybody had found the answer as to how they could log out. Entering civilization, or so he'd like to think, the Samurai slowed his pace down and activated SILENT MOVE, one of the Tracker skill sets which he thought he should familiarize himself with. He was aware of how much sound his plated armor was making with every step he took so he handled that matter in order not to arouse those who were probably still in slumber.

Just like everywhere else he'd seen so far, most of the things here were green. The only difference was, its much fresher to be out there in the open than here. It almost looked like a dumping area. Garbage and thrash were all over the place. And here he thought everything would just vanish when used or cut, just like those monsters he'd slain or with the ZANTETSUKEN skill he saw someone used. But to his chagrin, such weren't the case here. As he continued walking, he spotted a group of early risers gathering nearby. They were Adventurers and they seemed to be either discussing about something or found something interesting. Clueless as to what was going on, Ittou approached them with silent steps.

"Greetings," he bid the group. "I go by the name Zantetsuken.. You may call me Zante, or Zan for short.." the Samurai then paused, studying their faces before he resumed. "I was just walking through and was wondering if there's any interesting news going about or findings? You know, those sorts.." asked the ignorant man, even though he'd noticed the suggestive attire worn by a couple of them. 

Are they cosplaying this early in the morning? If so, exactly who is the half naked male suppose to be?

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[Bast]

                                                                                                                                       
It was a bit bizarre but after having found one of his old house mates turned bartender he had spent the morning sweet talking him for food and a few early Drinks in memory of old times outside the game. The lad had only made an account because we had dragged him into it so it wasn’t strange at all that this more than realistic version was a bit much for him so he was working off here. But he found it more impossible as he heard that Bast had signed up to help with the city clean up, Bast or as he knew him Robert was not that much known for his care of the untidy or leaving of dishes to hold a few days grease and meals to layer it before touching the thought of cleaning so why did he want to help the city?

His reason was simple a dapper outfit if a little embarrassingly similar to what he used to when he used to morris dance, just with a long coat that at this moment was hanging on a hook, he was too warm for it at after shots of something that felt like fire down his throat. The outfit was nice as far as he was concerned it might not be much for stats but since he was still wearing starter equipment so this was a nice change of pace, from some worn-out leathers for battle. He stepped out the door in a haze but still hearing the words ”I’ll make you a tab for all this” huh, oh well it was his living he grudgingly thought back to his friends words. Off to work he thought.

Bast was still in a happy haze even after these grudging thoughts and he found himself singing to himself Heigh Ho with his own words replacing the digging parts with cleaning and instead of “ to home from work we go” it was “from bar to work we go” but it all seemed in his view to work so he was happy with his little tune. He knew in his brain he could have gone with the ”Off to work we go” version but he liked his one better at the moment switching out at times to taste it, as he made up more verses on his way to the event area they got more silly as he went along, sobering up from his haze didn’t really stop him enjoying the song just made him want to embarrass anyone listening and enjoy their reaction to such no becoming vulgar and insane song that had become “Hi hoe” his own invention of a song that still spoke about work but spoke of silly maids and mishaps.

He stopped as he came through to the event and a fierce gaze locked onto him from a human assassin player. The guy didn’t seem to like the tune for some reason and Bast finally knew why when he re focused into the world and not the song and noticed there were a couple of people in this area and he had probably passed wearing maid outfits. He gulped well guess this wasn’t exactly the time to be testing the boundaries of morning silliness and tried to keep himself away from the miffed off player, he hadn’t meant any disrespect he had just been embarrassed to be seen singing and wanted to embarrass those listening to him instead. This outfit and it’s similarity to Morris might get him killed here hehe.

The only people he knew were this “quest” of the events planner the apple giving wolf guardian and Nisha a fox tail who at the moment was in a maid outfit so may if she had heard may use some of the mischief he remembered she used on Nari, to get back at this songs inappropriate vocalist. So the option of mischief, a chance lectures from Nari for inappropriate actions on his quest or face the glares of a tough human lad decisions, decisions. He wanted to head towards the closest bits of equipment and to think the drink had given him the great idea to test his Speed Sword Etude and see if brush strokes counted as actions that followed attack speed or if such an action would only help those that want to rush into fights. Now he was less in the mood to hasten the action of those “allies” he was “partying” with to rush into battle and more questioning how he might hide while still doing the work. He was not one to give up on a job after haven taken it up even if he looked an ass doing it.

Nah, no one will of noticed no one at all hehe, to think this had all happened thanks to a waist coat, some drinks and a song. It was just like those times back in Morris.


Word count: 819
Tags: Narihama Nisha Kumori @others

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Why he thought coming to this event was a good idea, he couldn't say for certain. Perhaps it was because almost everyone was participating in it. By now, most of the other Adventurers had joined some guild or another, so having the crafting guilds subsidize their guild house purchase was no small matter.

Unlike the others, however, he had no guild yet, not because he hadn't been invited before, but it was because he felt that he hadn't found a guild that 'suited him'. What kind of guild that would be, he didn't know yet. But in the meantime, there was absolutely nothing to do at the moment, he had no house to laze about in, no guild house to hang around. Since there were tons of Adventurers already supporting the event, he might as well join too. It couldn't be THAT much different from the community involvement projects he'd been involved in in the past, right? Then again, maybe he should hope it was different, unless he wanted to see random children running past him spewing vulgarities again.

He was also taking this opportunity to meet other Adventurers, some of whom might be blacksmiths willing to craft a new sword for him. He'd been looking for a blacksmith to forge a new weapon for quite some time, evident by the starter swords he was still using. He'd also decided it was time to start getting acquainted with more Adventurers. Being the lazy guy he was, he probably hadn't made more than twenty friends in Elder Tales yet. And these are the people who are probably going to be stuck here with you for the rest of your life, better make friends before everyone retreats into their own personal social circle.

As he walked through the streets, he paid attention to his surroundings, noting the overgrown shrubs, vines sprawling over walls and the whole... dustiness of the place. He hadn't really thought about it, but most of Londinium looked like it had been abandoned for a long time. He'd wondered why the organizers would be so generous for a cleaning activity, but seeing the state the city was in, perhaps the organizers knew what they were doing. He silently applauded them simply for willing to spend their own coin for the betterment of the city. Then again, they were raking in the coin from Adventurers and People of the Land alike, so he guessed they'd had a lot of gold to begin with.

He didn't really know where he was going, he simply looked for a crowd of people, which he found not long after he'd left the inn he was staying at. Fortunately, there were a few people he did recognize in this group. More people were streaming in quickly, although he doubted such an event would require formal briefing of any sort before starting. It was just a matter of allocating people to different areas.

It seems that the event hadn't started proper yet. Should he try talking to some of the other people present first?

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Tags: Narihama, -Too many people, too lazy to tag-
Word count: 508
Total word count (Pathfinder): 508

[Tobin]

-(OOC: There’s simply too many people to try and take into account, so if ya want a piece of this sexeh dwarf here, your gonna have to talk to him. *Winks* Also made some assumptions, let me know if they are justified. XD)
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The dwarf was staring at the board blankly as he attempted to sign into the quest. He hadn't really know what exactly this bonus perk meant for his guild of choice, indeed Tobin hadn't even been in its halls yet, but for some reason when he attempted to join up it gave him the choice of dressing up in one of two styles. A black outline of a maids dress and a greyed out butler out that was inaccessible.

-Ehh... But I am a guy, why would someone want me to dress up as a… Wait a sec- The dwarf squinted and, in extremely small print, read the phase -Must be in maid outfit. Because Dwarf.- Time continued to pass while he remained as stony as the stoniest, golem sentinel. Who knew exactly what dark thoughts briefly flicked into his mind at this moment of the indignification, but then he let out a long sigh as the colour faded from his face pressed the accept button and received the ‘quest item’, with the knowledge that if he refused to take on this challenge the girl would likely hunt him down and sit on him, make him watch the rabbits again in silence. Or something, he hadn’t quite figured out why a level 60/70 samurai would even want a level 1 dwarf to join in the first place unless the guild collected exotic species, hopefully not storing them in airtight balls for prolonged periods of time. Though now he had thought about it, he still didn’t know who had the authority to make such judgment calls.

“Gah, that guild is tryina turn meh into an elven sausage lover.” He mumbled as he ventured toward the nearest restroom to undergo his transformation.

-Tell me, how did I end up in this situation again? I look like an absolute nancy.-

At the meeting point Tobin quietly slid into the station, his gaze centred down to avoid the glances from passer by’s, before he set himself down on a table and brought out a tray with a bundle of glasses. There was great reason to be unconfortable as he was dressed in a thrill typical maid outfit would normally be worn by petite humanoids. Only Tobin wasn’t petite and was probably broader then some men, thus the straps dug into his shoulders, the fabric was wound taut around his body, exposing, exposing hefty manchest rather than bosom and generally meant he had more of the appearance of a overfilled pork sausage. The skirt, probably one of the few thing not entirely uncomfortably tight exposed a hairy stubby leg and a single tightly wound stocking as the dwarf only had one from an earlier misadventure, the excess material from his lack of height concealed into his heavy working boots. Needless to say he looked like a Goth chick with an gender crisis, hardly an object of elegance.

The dwarf sighed as he immediately began to pour in thick, yellow orange juice into each mug. To this he added some scrapings of the ugly ginger root by rubbing a grater against the exposed flesh, adding some punch to an otherwise bland drink. After the quick preparation he grasped the trey and strolled over to the adventurers, his head bowed as he offered light refreshment as he gently sung a song. Needless to say several of the adventurers would easily recognise the unfortunate sod, though despite himself he couldn’t muster the confidence to do much more than that.

“When I walked in the joint, herrummm, I could see you were a man of position, a real big spender…”

His gaze momentarily flickered towards the person whom was recongised by the guild icon on his map, the individual called Kumori that he had only seen once during the drinking party; an overly serious chap if he recalled correctly and massaging his hilt ominously. The aura of violence was obvious, though he had yet to notice why so he did what he thought was logical. He stepped in close, firmly reached over his hand to grab his hilt oh my, keeping the weapon sheathed to preserve the maidens vanities and possibly the unlucky bugger who was most likely to get shanked. Tobin would twig on his menu as part Kumori's guild, perhaps unusial considering it wasn't him who invited the dwarf in, a subject of interest perhaps.

“Hey big spender, speennnddd a little time with me. I know it be gettin’ hot in hure, but there’s no need to be whipping out ya short sword just yut.” He chuckled as he slipped into his northen dilect, before he gazed up, this expression somewhat more serious. “But let me just ask ya somethin’, was it ya idea to force me to dress up like ya mother in law? Whoever did that, that’s a bit…” Tobin patted the hilt twice as he felt his gaze turn, making the weapon rattle in its sheath “a bit below the belt, don’t ya think?”

As he glanced around he recognised a fair few faces, they knew who they were and a good few he didn’t that he would probably mentally scar with his attire. Naturally he would gravitate towards the people he would already know immediately and he would stride up to Cear, Nisha and Oxford first as he made his rounds.

“Is this KAWWWIII ‘nough for ya wee lass? I’mma all up for jokes, but don’ cha think this is gonna bit too…” At this point the dwarf would be assaulted by MOE, Kawwwiii and all that silly Japanese terminology as they would glance and likely have adverse reactions to his appearance, assaulting his optics with cuteness enchanted by the maid outfits. Very much despite himself he adverted his gaze downward, today was just too emotional though at least it was for girls, otherwise he would have to join the local priesthood. It was at this point it hit him. -Ah jesus, an’ they tryina turn mah furreh.- “Just take ya drinks goddamn it, nice to see ya good ladies and sirs, teehee.”

At this point he would do his rounds, responding “sir” or “lass” to whoever took the drinks from his tray.

[Narihama]

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MP: 100%

HP: 100%

Tagged: Kumori @dindeen Nisha Bast Icyferno @0x1dea Tobin bunji zantetsuken

OOC: you can drop out any time too, so i don't mind

Equipped:

starter Helberd, Windsor Antiqua Longsword & starter shield in inventory | Butler's uniform

Skill

• Heavy Anchor
• Covering
• Counter Break
• N/A
• N/A

After the arrival of some familiar faces like Caer, Oxford and Kumori (also Bast), the event looked like it was going to be abit bland since there wasn’t enough new people to interest Nari, but when the new people started to join like the man with a VERY long name which he cannot care about saying so he’ll just refer to him as Zant as he previously stated, plus the arrival of Icyferno and Bunji.
The event was starting to look quite good, there was an ‘ok’ level of participants which Nari didn’t recognise but they all seemed to be nice people apart from the slight pissed off Bunji that is, THEN out of no-where, just about as Nari was going to state the quest in detail, a pudgy dwarf in a maid outfit just walked by Nari, hits on Kumori and what sounds like to be threatening the entire group because of his own attire, Nari, startled and not knowing what to do; the Dwarf that is named Tobin drops down a bunch of alcohol next to the big variety of food the Male Wolf hair brought for the event (you can pick out what your character’s favourite food or your pet’s favourite food also is out of the variety since I didn’t specify what Nari brought apart from takoyaki and sandwiches).

Now this event quest is the weirdest thing Nari had made and partook in, period. Nari who is still trying to break-down of what he said, noticed the hatred emitted from Kumori while he was trying to protect Caer it would seem, everyone’s attention and gaze was towards the Dwarf, Nari decides to do something about this ‘utter stupid entrance’ Nari would call it now.

With a huge sigh and disbelief of what happened, Nari locks the quest group and clicks his fingers to activate his skill <Quick Swap>, changing his attire and putting all the huge quest posters which is now wrapped-up beside his right leg, then Nari walks towards his huge bag and grabs of what looks like a robe out and throws it towards the dwarf, “here, If you clearly don’t like your attire, wear this over it, it’ll still keep the buffs you have on with the maids outfit and makes you not look like a Goth that has a gender crisis” with the attention now drawed towards the Wolf, Nari now makes a quick remark towards Kumori while making a serious face “I don’t think you should need your weapons at the moment Kumori, I suggest you should keep them away for the time being”.

With the has now been problem momentarily sorted out, Nari takes the chance to address the party, Clapping his hands for a brief moment, lightens his face with a smile and Nari speaks with a loud and clear tone to everyone “Welcome to Victoria Park! Named after the queen of England and still to this day stands as one of the biggest parks in London, I’m Narihama the Event organizer, seeing as though I know a bunch of you already, some of you probably know I love flowers than anything else when it comes to decorative means, and you’ll be right, but this event quest is not about cleaning alone, it’s to give other people a chance to meet someone new and to have fun too!”.

With an explanation that was somewhat decent in Nari’s mind he continues before anyone had a chance to speak upon the matter “this quest’s main priority is to clean the Main areas around Londinium, meaning, Westminster abbey, the old parliament Building, St. Pancras station, huge buildings in Londinium like The Shard and Here! Victoria Park! First we will start with a grouping consisting of five then split into groups of two when the quest goes into its second phase, then when it’s done, we’ll be coming back to this location, ok?” with slight nods from everyone Nari continues the speech while glancing at everyone individually for a quick second “the first phase is that everyone will go and clean random areas around Londinium within their group, you may also collect things you want as a decorative item for your apartment, guild house or whatever, The second phase will have people making a group of two and scour their designated areas until sundown, I’ll message everyone when to get back so you don’t worry about anything and clean to your heart’s content!”

Nari then begins to stroll towards his bag yet again and this time brings out a bundle of cards, handing everyone a card facing down which was either the ace of hearts or the ace of spades on the side facing down, “I do not know the arrangement of everyone via the cards so this’ll be interesting on who gets picked to be in the groups of 2”, with the cards given, Nari turns his card face up and reveals the ace of hearts, “looks like I’m joining group 1, the ace of spades is group 2 by the way”.

-after the groups have been decided via the link [HERE IS LINK!]-

Nari makes a little speech after the groups have been decided, “oh yeah, almost forgot to tell everyone, after the first phase has been finished, everyone will be coming back to this location to have a break from cleaning and relax a bit too and or coarse I’ll message the other group too, then after the break I’ll decide on who will be with who in the pairings, that’s fine with everyone?” Nari claps his hands and shows a smile then continues, “Ok! So since it’s nearly lunch time at the moment, we’ll eat lunch here via the food I bought earlier and everyone that wants a drink thanks to the dwarf can have some, there’s enough food for your pets if you are an animal trainer too”.

With the important things out of the way, Nari thanks the dwarf for the drinks though not caring that it has a bit of alcohol in it as to give it a ‘punch’ to it, and then gestures everyone to sit beside the huge bundle of food Nari brought and forms a neat circle around it, with that Nari eats some more sandwiches a then switches to some takoyaki~ afterwards.
While waiting as he ate for the rest to sort out which groups there in, Nari goes through the event list yet again…

SPOILER: Click to show

{Event tracker-thing}Participants:

-Nisha

-Caerbannog [neun]

-Kumori [rien]

-Tobin [biskit]

-Oxford

-Zant

-Bunji

-Bast [Bsword]

-Icyferno

-and me [Narihama]

-Everyone will start with posting via ‘rounds’ meaning everyone will have a chance to post once each round until goes back to me, then we’ll start the new threads.

-then move to the two groups of five [leader of each group will be making a different thread in ‘London’ at the first phase], the leader of the ace of spades will be the first one to gets the ace of spades first in the posts so please keep that in mind.

--When one group is filled up, the others have to be in the other group--

after the threads are complete we’ll be going back to this thread and continue with the ‘rounds’

-then proceed to post in the designated area when decided upon in the pair you were chosen to be picked in, I’ve not yet picked the groups so if you want to be with someone special please inform me ^w^ (don’t forget I’ll automatically put you in a pair with a person you never RPed with so again keep that in mind :P)

-then the exiting posts will be done via this same thread

<< if you want to comment about this set-up please inform me via PM>>

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[Nisha]

Nisha had not really listened to what Nari had said before, because she was already wearing her maid uniform and she did not have any weapons equipped right now anyway, she would most likely have to get a broom soon anyway, so she did not really care for such things right now, but she did feel like she should maybe change classes alone for this event to be housekeeper or mechanic or something the like, since a scribe and exorcist had little to do aside from cleaning somewhat average and since there was neither ghost dust nor dirt that could only be cleaned by creating maps or using a contract with them... Well, there was little to do there. Looking around at the people coming to clean just like her, she saw only two faces she did not know, well, it would be nice to be paired with some new people, but having people around she knew would be cool too. Seeing Caer and Ox come closer, she was about to ask them something as she was surprised once more. Nisha had wanted to start up a conversation, maybe starting with ox and try to draw in caer after, since caer in Nisha´s mind was still very quiet and silent and only opened her mouth on occasions, well, she did talk for a while to show nari his wrongdoings and to do a little family four koma with scoria and their pet/child, Nisha had already put it into panels in her head and even had spoken very shortly to Nisha, but still...

And then the first thing being a compliment, Nisha was baffled for a second and then smiled from ear to ear looking down and up the really cute looking caer as well: "You too, you look really good in that. We can even do this now." Nisha began to twirl and all the frill and stuff fluttered around, making it look quite awesome. "Ah, I like this stuff. How have you been Caer and Ox, oh hi Tobin, kawaii? What is more adorable than a dwarf saying these things." Grinning at him, she wondered if they would be paired up by nari later on or something and if they would get the dwarf in a butler costume or... Her grin widened, into a maid outfit. But that would be just overkill and she was not sure if these clothes were not gender locked anyway. Nomming away at various other food, there would be barely any package or other such thing she had not at least tried something out of, she wondered if she should also try to go around greeting people, but it did not feel right since it was nari´s event and trying to get more attention was not really what Nisha wanted anyway.

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Tags: just listing those I talked to: @0x1dea @dindeen Tobin

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Status<3 OOC Notes--- Tags@0x1dea Narihama Nisha Kumori Tobin @etc A short while after the tanks of Aeryn arrived at Naked-san’s event, a familiar redhead also walked into the scene. Like Nisha, he was a foxtail and Caerbannog remembered him distinctly since he was one of the first players whom she got acquainted with in Elder Tale. Being in a maid outfit, the wolf-hair thought it appropriate to greet people more enthusiastically than usual, so she smiled at Bunji and waved at him too. Before she could actually blurt out a greeting though, her oniichan arrived and he seemed rather distressed. Having been half-asleep until Oxford picked her up and ran away with her to the event, she didn’t really understand why Kumori was so upset. So instead of apologizing, the samurai skipped over to their guild leader and flicked his nose. And then Sephiroth arrived. There’s really not much to say. Apparently he was called Zantetsuken in Elder Tale, but Sephiroth was Sephiroth no matter what and Caerbannog was not really keen on joining Jenova’s Witnesses so she just eyed him warily. In the back of her mind she did wonder what would happen if someone yelled out the name of the samurai ace move ‘Zantetsuken’ while Sephiroth was around... would he throw himself at the target? While she was thinking about such a scenario, some dude walked in singing about maids and he immediately caught the attention of the siscon overprotective Ryuu-oniichan. Not good. Caerbannog flicked the assassin’s nose again. A swashbuckler arrived but Kyuu’s attention shifted to the dwarf who apparently had to wear a maid outfit for some reason. That reason was probably ‘Because dwarf’. In any case, he was a member of Aeryn as well and so after his shenanigans, Caerbannog thought to introduce him to Kumori since she was the one who surprised adopted invited the dwarf into the guild. Too late, too late. Tobin was already being touchy-feely with Ryuu, and after that he strode over to the samurai girls and Oxford. Caerbannog looked at the dwarf in the maid outfit, then at Kumori whose hilt was violated by Tobin, then at the dwarf again, and finally she took a glass of the drink which was offered to them. She nodded at the half-ling and then the samurai turned back to fluffy Nisha who was being super kawaii. “I’d probably kill anyone who tried to make me wear this in the real world,” Kyuu replied to the foxtail with a smile. She then took a sip of the dwarf’s drink and almost choked on it. It wasn’t alcoholic. No good. Naked-san then spoke up and made them draw cards. Only two options were available: Group 1 which was Naked-san’s group of the Ace of Hearts, and Group 2 which was the Ace of Spades. Please let it be a Spade... a Spade... a Spa- ah, neep it. Caerbannog drew the Heart. She’s grouped up with Naked-san then. The samurai sighed and motioned for Nisha to pick a card as well, and then she walked back to Oxford, tugged at his sleeve to make sure that he was still awake, and gestured for him to pick his own card. The dwarf was ignored because his drink was not vodka or gin. Caerbannog skipped over to Ryuu-oniichan and shoved her drink into his free hand. “For you- and oh, I got-” the wolf-hair formed a heart sign with her hands to indicate her group. WC: 565 || Code by Neun of ET. Artwork by Taamo.

[bunji]

I will hunt you down... He noticed the mute girl waving at him, looking at her for a moment he would only nod at her before raising his right hand to return the wave as half assed as his was turning away from her he would focus his attention on the other arrivals. As far as he could tell he literally only knew one another person here, and that was flips the guy he had ventured into the old Windsor castle with, and fought off skeletal warriors as well as necromancers. The red haired male would turn away from the two he knew, not sure why flips had his dagger out ready to fight it seemed. Instead he would stare at the rest of the crowd, the unfamiliar face his red eyes bouncing from face to face, then he spotted him one that caught his interest. Whether it was just because he looked like who he looked like, or because this guy had something interesting about him; Bunji could not tell all he knew was that he would make a note to stalk this one later when this event was over. Bunji was itching to find new talent for his future guild, and if he could employ a murderous psychopath well why the hell not? But then again this murderous psychopath could not be a murderous psychopath, and just look like one, either way Bunji would keep an eye on the silver haired man that looked like Sephiroth. It was then that he noticed..."What the neep?" was all he said as he saw the dwarf run in wearing a maid outfit, ignoring the senseless blabbering of the short creature he would sigh shaking his head, already asking himself if being apart of this event was even worth it. But he was already here so he might as well stick around, luckily though he would hear some words rom their organizer the half naked individual who was now explaining how this event would work. The fox tail listened quietly as he watched the male speak, and instruct until he walked up to everyone handing them an upside down card. Bunji took his looking at it for a moment, he was unsure as to what he would get but he knew that either way his team was now dependent on his own luck, hopefully it would not be shitty luck. Bunji turned the card upright looking at it, the 'Ace of Hearts' was his he raised it up holding it for all to see, "...guess I'm with the Ace of Hearts" he commented as his eyes looked around to see who else would have the same card, it was there that he saw the Caerbannog she seemed to have drawn the same card. Lowering his hand he walked over to stand next to the one team member he was aware of crossing his arms over his chest, and holding his hand in his hand he would look around wondering who else had the same card as them. Who else was an Ace of Heart? Bunji would just wait now, he would socialize with the silver haired individual though, as soon as he got the chance he needed to get to know his future prey before he decided to pounce. For now the red head remained silent waiting for things to be organized, and for the teams to deploy.
	words 562 tags Narihama Nisha @others notes Ace of Hearts
...escaping is futile...

made by jasmin - for sir paya use only

[zantetsuken]

ITTOU SENSO

Zantetsuken

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Nobody seemed to have heard what he was saying, for they'd not provide him with the answer he was waiting for. Either they were too busy to give him a reply or too caught up with whatever they were talking about before he arrived. Perhaps even too distracted by those who'd later showed up. For a moment, Ittou thought he'd cast some sort of Silent spell on himself instead of the standard Silent Move of a Tracker, rendering those at present not only incapable of hearing his movements but also to what he was saying. But he knew no such tricks.

So when the Samurai heard somebody singing upon reaching the crowd, he concluded that they were distracted. Who wouldn't be when the Bard -a main class he didn't quite noticed existed- was mocking those wearing the maid outfits and somewhat cursing them with mishaps in such a joyful tone. But that wasn't an awkward scene as the next occurrence. As if a half naked organizer and a couple of Furry in a maid outfit weren't enough, they were shortly joined by a ...short? No, not short. By a Dwarf, who happened to also be wearing what the two Furry was wearing. Ittou can't quite say it's a pleasant sight at this point. It once was, he'd admit, but now no longer. 

The Samurai frowned. That definitely couldn't be something one could get forced into. Especially not on something that ...bulky. It's obvious to him that such a happening was voluntary. The evidence were then made clear by the creature's dedication and diligent work at serving those around him. Ittou frowned as he studied this individual. Quite an amusing fellow this one is, the Samurai thought, subconsciously smirking as if he'd just plotted a sinister plan.

His head then turned around to the source of the claps. The organizer managed to grab the crowds' attention. When Ittou finally learned the true purpose for everyone to be gathering here, he was slightly taken aback.

Wait, what? Cleaning event? Ah, so that explains it.. He looked over at the Fox Tail and the Wolf Hair while avoiding that haunting figure of a Dwarf. So the attire comes with a buff.. Still, I'm not sure I could bring myself to wear them. Before he realized what was happening next, he'd found himself holding a piece of card handed out by the organizer between his fingers. 

SPOILER: Click to show

{CARD}

"Wait," he began addressing the man in charge, approaching the man with quiet steps. "I'm not here to," then he paused, suddenly reconsidering. "I mean, I don't mind giving a hand but I'm waiting for a call from a friend whom I'd promised to do a quest with together.. So I might have to leave midway when the call comes.. If that's alright with you and the rest, then count me in.. Otherwise, may our path cross again.." said the Samurai with a slight but friendly smile.

It wasn't an excuse for him to get out of the situation though. In fact, he would like to get a chance at befriending this interesting bunch of Adventurers. Who knows what they could achieve together. Besides, being in a group provides a better survival chance then going solo, especially on dangerous quests or events. Thus, he hoped they wouldn't have frowned upon his statement. 

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[Bast]

After the dwarf came along in his maid outfit no one was paying attention to Bast and his song thankfully but this left Bast thinking about the dwarf. Was he in that outfit because of a punishment game, bet or was he a female trapped in a male body? Hell was their an option in the female section to take the terry Pratchett and J. R. R. Tolkien approach to dwarfish women and have them equally endowed with beards and looked as equally manly, why would some choosing a female character choose that for themselves? The announcements stopped his thinking on such matters and he listened to… wait was Nari shirtless, he hadn’t even noticed in his earlier belief he needed to fade in among the crowds… stop it no more questions listen.

With Nari’s announcement of a lottery of two cards to decide the groups and some food and drink laid out before him Bast wondered over to Nari trying not think about questioning his shirtless choice of attire, which started making him think of how much the long coat felt stiff and it would look fine to wrap it round his waist right, he had taken it off during drinks earlier this morn why not… other than butler coats didn’t really seem the kind of coat one would do that to never mind that its separating cut at the back might hang loose and drag on the floor. Making these thoughts he didn’t realise Nari giving him his card or if he had said anything while doing so. Bast felt a little embarrassed again and decided his best bet was to grab a beer and a sandwich, sit down and just pay attention to the quest. None of that’s important so why waste energy on it when you could be eating, right?

Chewing on a sandwich and sipping and the sadly non-alcoholic beverage he had mistaken for beer somehow, he looked around at what the others on the quest were doing, they seemed to be grouping up together probably for the quest, turning his card over he glanced at the card and then around at the groups. The hearts would be the one’s close to Nari right and so… ok so the spades, actually he couldn’t tell who the spades were he would say the rest but there were too many so most likely most hadn’t picked their cards yet.

He decided to put his card in the coats little front pocket so it was largely poking out, after all it made the most sense how else was he meant to display he was a “Spade”. Sighing he chewed on his sandwich a bit more and had to take a chug of his drink, it had too much butter on it, it was nice but just over powered the taste of everything else with its taste, but it still felt nice even if it wasn’t really his cup of tea, it was still close enough. Taking another chug of the drink he downed it and then swallowed the rest of his sandwich and decided he should just get comfy till he could tell where to go and then follow, he would be fine. Taking out his harmonica he wondered if he could play the Ace of spades on it or if that would turn out a bit off he thought he thought he could remember it being used to replace the bass notes but hmm the whole song would be tricky to be recognisable. Well, what did he have to lose? So he started to take a crack at hoping to make it recognisable enough while he waited.

                                                                                                                                  
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The Spade of Hearts

HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - Comfy Jacket Green Shirt SKILLS - None Active - Words: 461 Tags: Narihama @others Notes: --

The events that followed the arrival of the Half-Alv and his Wolf Hair passenger could be summed up in one word: Damn. Seeing a couple of cute girls strutting around in maid outfits? Dayum. Seeing that a small mob of people had joined the others? ...Damn. A dwarf walking around in a meido outfit serving beverages like he lost some kind of bet? ...DAMN, SON. Ox covered his mouth with his hand, trying to hold back the laughter that had been building up in him when he first saw the sight. He took a drink from the dwarf maid's tray as he tried to say his next sentence with a straight face. "That outfit isn't too drafty, is it Toby?" No offense was meant from the remark, the Guardian intended it to be more like playful ribbing to help lighten the mood. Then again, laughter at someone else's expense usually made the person being laughed at not feel too good, so he decided to put a lid on it and check out some of those snacks the half-naked half-werewolf man had brought with him. Picking out two ham sammiches, he smooshed them together and took a monstrous bite out of them, glad he was able to find something to eat for second breakfast. Oh jeez, starting to feel a food coma coming on...Don't know why I'm feeling so tired, I managed to get a solid 45 minutes of sleep last night... He walked back over to the rest of his group, standing there with drink in hand as he waited for the commotion to die down as Werewolf-kun clapped his hands and made everyone draw from a deck supposedly made up of nothing but aces. Crap, now there's a possibility of the guild getting split up. A tug at his jacket's sleeve from the wolf hair maid reminded him to hurry up and draw his card. After waiting for the others to draw their cards, Oxford drew his, the familiar symbol of a black spade stamped on the card's surface. "...Ehhhh." Oxford walked over to the other members (or was it member?) of the second group, standing there with his arms crossed as he waited for the others to draw their cards. Remembering that party maid dwarf was a part of their guild, there was a chance that him and Kumori could still end up with the spade group, rounding out the required number of guildies for bonuses. Then again, there was also a chance that the party would be split 2-for-2, which meant no goodies. Whatever the case, his fate was already decided by the card already, and if a scrap of paper thought it had control over this Guardian's future, you'd be wrong. But anyways, back to whoever else.

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[Kumori]

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Equipment: Cuirass of Shadows | Windsor Antiqua Dagger * 2 | Nectar Scabbard Skills: Tags:

: Word Count : 0913 OOC Notes: Quick Slot: Windsor Antiqua Throwing Knives

After Ryuu had made his entrance and had calmed down, he received two flicks to the nose. One was for trying to figure out why Kyuu had left him. The second was for being a typical overprotective brother. Ryuu scrunched up his nose and returned a flick to Kyuu’s forehead. “Baka-imouto~” he said playfully, “Don’t be flicking my nose for no reason,” he pouted. Well typical Ryuu, trying to play the emotions card again, attempting to make Kyuu to not look at him like that and continue being her older brother, but keeping all dem men away from her. Dem men be wary, cuz they weren’t going to be men if they got too close to Kyuu. Ryuu smirked and wonder what would happen if he attempted to castrate someone. Would it grow back? Ryuu couldn’t help but snicker, but also writhe at the thought. Painful… but if given the chance, I will do something they will regret for the rest of their lives… he thought, thinking about an older movie called The Desperados where Antonio Banderes pointed a sawed of shot gun at the guy’s balls and asked “What do you prefer more in life,” noting that Antonio had a gun pointed at his head by the other guy. Classic. he said with a smirk. I think Ryuu is turning S right now… In any case, a guy named Sephiroth, I mean Zantetsuken who looked exactly like Sephiroth came in. “I think Zan will do,” he said, too lazy to actually say his entire Japanese name. Well, 4 syllables wasn’t that bad, but why call him four when you could shorten it to one? Regardless, he had the sudden urget to call him Sephiroth. Yes, he was a very popular character (but he thought that Cloud was more badass and cooler than Sephiroth). Besides, Sephiroth carried a pretty terrible stigma… I mean the guy was a lunatic. Anyways, aside from that, he couldn’t help but smile at the homage given to the Squaresoft Villain. Yes, it will be labeled as Square Soft, because Square Soft is the OG. “The name is Kumori. Nice to meet you,” he said, extending his hand forth as to shake his hand. Before formalities could take place, however, a dwarf rampaged into the room with… you guessed it, a maid outfit. Ryuu placed his hand on his forehead and looked down, trying to avoid him. Unfortunately for him, the dwarf went straight to him. There goes keeping a low profile. The dwarf referred to him as “big spender” and his lewd comments. Really? Really… Ryuu wanted to sink into the darkness right now, but everyone was watching him. The other option was to throw him across the room out the window into the open space of Londinium, but you know… this wasn’t the time or the place. It wasn’t like they were besieged by 50,000 Uruk-hai and a bunch of mountain trolls. This was neither the time nor the place. Besides, the dwarf didn’t even have an axe… Finally, Tobin went back to addressing him normally. “That wasn’t my idea, man… I was just here to help clean…” he said. After he said that, he went to Kyuu in order to present himself. Did he really just say “teehee”? Oh my… Nisha was also dressed similarly. He smiled and waves his hand enthusiastically to say hi. There were a lot of familiar faces. He even said hello to Icyferno, whom he had made a nice crafting trade with a few weeks ago.. months? Who knows? Kyuu then shoved a cup into his hand and he looked at it, bewildered as to why she did so. He took a sip, but it was like what he thought it would be, according to the drink color and look. It was orange juice. He looked at Kyuu who wanted something a bit stronger. He flicked her forehead. “Do I need to lock you in a room? You know that drinking too much is bad for you… that’s why I didn’t invite you to parties in the real world,” he said to her. The replay of all the times she got drunk began playing in his head, and oh my Lord, it always turned out to be a disaster. Narihama then told him that he could put his weapons away, but Ryuu did not feel safe unless they were on his back. He dully noted his suggestion, but decided not to follow them. He could clean fine with them on. After Narihama told them to choose a card, Ryuu picked an Ace of Hearts. He looked and shrugged. “Guess we’re sticking together today, Kyuu,” he replied. He then looked at Zantetsuken who had grabbed the same card as well. “Heh, what a coincidence. Guess we’ll be working together… Let’s work well together!” he said to him with a smile. Oxy then picked his card, and it was a Spade. Ryuu sighed, but patted Ox’s back. It happened. “Go make a good impression on the other people. Maybe a few of them want to join Aeryn, but don’t actively recruit. If anyone asks, then you can answer… We don’t want to grow too big,” he told him. He had chosen Oxford as his second in command, mostly because Kyuu didn’t want to, nor was she the best choice for such a position. A second in command had to be able to control a group, and without speaking much, she couldn’t do it. Code by DinDeen. Original Art by Tistelmark. :DeviantArt:

[Icyferno]

Status: Healthy / Rested

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Whether it was a good thing or not, everyone's attention seem to be directed at the quite obviously male dwarf wearing, of all things, a maid uniform. What did they do to get him to wear something like that? He thought. Even if he happened to be a girl trapped in a male body, he highly doubted the dwarf would resort to cross-dressing to feel some connection to her original gender.

When the dwarf, whose name was Tobin, based on the name provided by the status bar, spoke, all thoughts that the dwarf was a girl trapped in a male body escaped his mind as he heard a decidedly male voice speak to Kumori about being a big spender, among other lewd comments. Uhhh... I didn't know Kumori swung that way... was the only thought that came to mind. This mental image was compounded even further when Kumori mentioned that it 'wasn't his idea'. So... a meeting in a bar which escalated into something more...? Well, he supposed all sorts of people were here, but it was certainly unexpected that Kumori did swing that way.

At the very least, the event organizer was sympathetic to the dwarf as he proffered a robe to Tobin. He then proceeded into what must have been a prepared speech or something along those lines; Icyferno guessed he was either really passionate about this, or he just wanted a change of pace. Either way, Icyferno took the proffered card and flipped it up.

The ace of hearts.

Well, at the very least, he knew Zante from his earlier trip to Sarum, as well as the apparently gay Kumori. His other group members comprised of the event organizer himself, some girl whom Kumori seemed to know, and a red-haired Samurai whom he also didn't know. Well, at least he knew someone from his group. At the very least, he'd have someone to talk to if things got awkward. Perhaps one of the remaining people would join his group, although they might just end up getting shuffled to the other group since the Heart group outnumbered the Spade group at the present moment.

Stifling a yawn, he tried striking a conversation with Zante. "How's your levels coming along?" Frankly speaking, Zante was leveling faster than him, although he attributed that to him just being lazy and not working hard to grind up his levels as quickly as possible. In fact, many of the people he'd started with had probably out-leveled him by now. Well, it was of no concern to him. Right now, he was, um, here to clean, not compare levels. Why did I even think this was a good idea in the first place again? He quietly thought to himself as he stood with the group he was assigned to. Well, he couldn't back off now, might as well hope he'll enjoy himself here. Perhaps he'd even find a nice trinket to keep, although he doubted anyone would be stupid enough to leave anything worth keeping behind.

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Tags: Narihama, Kumori, zantetsuken -Everyone else in the Heart group, will tag them as I meet them-
Word count: 502
Total word count (Pathfinder): 508 + 502 = 1010

[Tobin]

(OOC: Short post. Serious Rpers beware, this post may come with flashing lights and extreme dwarf premotion)

Word Count: 543

Needless to say, the maid outfit had performed two functions to further Tobin's gains. First of all it raised the awareness of the adventurers to the endangered status of his kind. Secondly it warned potential punters away from venues with dwarfen barmaids or worse, likely for life. Both of those benefits were completely lost to the dwarf whom under the varied responses that ranged from laughter to borderline anger could only muster the will to respond to select few people. After all, being dressed like a square fairy didn't do fantastic things to one’s confidence. That and the writer probably would lose his mind trying to look at each and every individual in the thread.

"That outfit isn't too drafty, is it Toby?"

“I saw the Scottish do it, so I thought I would try mah hand at it… Couldn’t make my mind up what to wear under though” Was the murmured response, by now laying down the remainder of his wears and letting people help themselves, responding to Nisha with a dry chuckle. Tobin had began to fiddle with his inventory to bring out a small array of alcoholic beverages when the event organiser, a curiously shirtless fellow tossed him a robe that he caught in his firm fist.

“Peh, thanks, but it were startin’ ta feel a bit tight on meh anyway. Time ta fire up my own buff.”

With that, his skin turned to iron that seemed to shimmer with the light cascading through a hole in the ceiling as a masculine song verbrated from the silence, (Wowsuchmanly) his hands turned inwards to grasp the corset front as he exhaled a breath and pushed his muscles out, expanding the fabric as far it would go. For those who didn’t want to behold glory, this was the time to look away. “HAWWWOOOGAH!” With a grunt and a cry his body tensed as as he pulled apart his arms, causing the buckling fabric designed to keep beauty in to rip and spray out. This liberated a chest full of dwarf flesh that sparkled with a metallic sheen of blinding youth bound within the muscular square. Tobin momentarily pumped his chest out as he took a deep breath to savour his freedom from the tightly bound corset prison, clad in only the skirt and stocking to protect the dwarf’s mighty modesty. He then wrapped the robes around him and deactivated his iron body as he smiled boldly.

“Woooo, that is much better now. Now I can actualleh eat.”

With that he dug in without further comment as he enjoyed yet another free meal, wrapping the discarded fabric around his hand to use as an improvised duster for the trials to come. The dwarf frowned at the suggestion of being put into a team, such things seemed relatively trivial when they had to put their lives to perform a great task often spoken with hushed tones and veiled terror between men, spring cleaning. but he was hardly going to complain this time as he pulled the sleeve up he seized the top card and turned it over, perhaps somewhat content that at the very least, he wouldn’t have to watch bunnies breed today.

“Spades, I guess be meanin’ I join an all macho team.”