For easier access when comparing the two. Should be able to see how well your character can do against the others from here, but feel free to ask any questions.
[ ◦ ♥ ◦ ♠ ◦ ♣ ◦ ♦ ◦ ] It was impossible for her to stop wiping her hands on the way back to the stadium. They were blood free and yet over and over she wiped them on her pants or shirt. It wasn't too repetitive though, as she was also trying to hide the fact she was even doing it. Didn't she thought to herself earlier that it hardly mattered if she was caught? But now...getting caught meant this would end. If this ends there will be no more killing. No more killing equals no more fun. No more fun no more reason to live. No. No she was doing this for Anthony, not for fun. Hehe...but it really was fun. Especially considering the fact that she never done this before and yet she felt as if she was rather good. Though the fact she had been staying miles away from either scene helped. Last one was closer though...too close... Haha. Once back at the stadium it became apparent that they all could be killed off and it would be fun. Most looked depressed. She could save them! Some were rude and cruel. They would have it coming. Who needed a reason though? It's so much fun... But for now she would have to stay on mission. Already it was obvious that without this focus she wouldn't have functioned so...perfectly. She would have messed up, gotten dirty. Gotten covered in blood. Gotten caught. Finding an empty spot on the bleachers was hard but when she finally got one she laid in it to rest, smiling all the while. "I do this for you...baby brother. So please be happy." She uttered to herself before drifting off. [ LEVEL TEN - BGM 10/4 - STATUS: TELEPATHY GO - UPDATE: N/A ] Anthony missed Brian's reaction, so he was unaware if it was weirded out or just annoyed. Well, whatever it was it became obvious that this wasn't working, that he needed to talk out loud now. So he did, asking for some clothes to borrow and to use the shower. Both were answered with a yes. Smiling he made his way upstairs with Brian, since he needed The Prince to tell him where his room was and to find out which clothes were okay to borrow in case some were not. After that he left the crowned boy in his room and headed to the bathroom. It's going to be so good to be clean again. Smell reduced to zero! Aha, this way it would be easier to talk to people without having them become disgusted and walk off. Wait, that was the Sims, not real life. In real life everyone smelled. Slaying monsters did that after all, with the guts and stuff. Ew. Guts. Shaking his head after making a 'blah' sound he finished his shower, got dressed, and returned downstairs. Another night on the couch! ...How was it night so quickly. Did they not just have breakfast? Breakfast all day? Lame! "Boo!" He shouted, displeased, as he jumped to the couch before nuzzling in it. Though to him this was a guest chamber in The Prince's palace, therefore it was the softest bed he's ever laid in. He did not even have to wait before he was completely out cold. However, once out it seemed that an evil witch had decided to mess with his dreams. Her spell plagued him with visions of deaths that one could not come back from, dragons who were viciously slain, possible romances lost before they even had a chance to form, and an endless night that would never turn to day.
[ ◦ ♥ ◦ ♠ ◦ ♣ ◦ ♦ ◦ ] Elizabeth had found the house of the fiends who dared to break in to her house. It was easy, as she's been here before. It was the Williams' Household, and say about a block from Brian's house. She had been watching it for a little while and it did not take long before it was obvious that the parents were out, leaving their sons, David and Adam, home alone. How convenient. Now she just had to put on the gloves she bought back at the clothes store and finish this. It was rather easy, they even invited her in. They moved to the living room to chat, hiding their monstrous selves. Maybe they found it to be fun, acting so innocently as they spoke casually to one of their victims thinking she knew nothing. Yes. This was a game, wasn't it? A much smaller, simpler one than the one she was forced into but still a game. One which she was going to win. Pulling one of the pillows on the couch on to her lap she slid out the gun under it. Not only did it hide the weapon but if TV was correct, it would act like a silencer was well. She only needed to wait for one of them to leave the room, but when that wasn't happening she requested a drink. The gentlemen Adam went to fetch it. Standing now she moved over to David who sat on a nearby chair, holding the pillow in one hand and the hidden gun in the other. "You really shouldn't have broken into my house." Surely he went to say 'what are you talking about?' but never did he get to finish that sentence. Then, on her way to the kitchen, she ran into Adam. Now he didn't even get the chance to even begin a sentence. Though he did look a little confused, perhaps after hearing the noise. Didn't seem that loud though. Was it loud? It couldn't have been. Still, now paranoid others would be drawn to the house for whatever reason, Elizabeth exited and started back for the stadium. [ LEVEL TEN - BGM 10/3 - STATUS: TELEPATHY GO - UPDATE: N/A ] Finished with breakfast Anthony began staring at The Prince. He wanted to send his thoughts to the only other male in here so he did not have to speak outloud, but so far there was no reaction. Had he equipped an item to block out all mental signals? Maybe that was what the scarf was for. He kept trying though, staring harder and harder until his head began hurting. At that point he put his head to his temples to increase his focus but there was still no progress. What about leaning in closer? Nope. No good. Keeping one hand on his temple and putting the other on Brian's forehead? Yeah, this should work. If it didn't he was out of ideas.
I was still in limbo about making another character but after finding several pretty pictures of a character I just have to now. Full Name: Sofiya "Daniel" Volkov Appearance: Here Age: 17 Likes: Cats › Layer of Clothes › Dark Places › Usual Places › Praise › Smoke › Owning Things Dislikes: New Environments › Spotlight Stealers › People Calling Her Out on Her Hypocritical Nature › Challengers Weaknesses/Fears: Commitment Issues › Narcissism › Pyromania › Kleptomania › Remembering The Past Strengths/Talents: Singing › Getting Away With Theft › Excellent Pickpocket › Hiding Her Russian Accent (Expect When Angry) Personality: Daniel, as she prefers, thinks highly of herself though still sometimes has bouts of self doubt and depression in which she doesn't even have the energy to move. Though most of the time she roams the streets as if she owns everything, having few friends who she hangs out with and spends most of her time setting fires and stealing from stores, gas stations, and taking whatever else she can get ahold of. And despite hating people challenging her she loves proving herself to be the best at whatever it may be. If she loses, a wicked display of anger is sure to follow. Sexuality: Pansexual Contact Information: Tumblr Favorite Color: #EED5D2 "Misty Rose"
oh that's okay then so long as they do not mind
also, in your rp post you should state which one he is attacking
Scarlet's Skills: Familiar Recovery - <<850>> Familiar Communication - <<Mastered>> Hiding - <<835>> Battle Healing - <<720>> One Handed Straight Sword - <<Mastered>> Parry - <<987>> Delay - <<800>> Changing her weapon once I find a new picture. Also I believe using this thread to compare stats and saying which person will have a better chance of dodging, hitting, etc would be wise so it's what I shall do. In the rp thread fight like normal. And Chie, you should edit your post with the skills to have the numbers please.
YEAH THAT'S THE SPIRIT
ooc; I think everyone here has their skills posted already but me, so I'll make sure to get that up when it's Scarlet's turn to fight. So we can compare them in battle. This is also useful for things like...Scarlet's special skill is Invisible Wires. If someone's detection skill is higher than her hiding skill they can see either faint traces of the wires or them fully. And sorry this is before Tale and MoK signed up, but you can make a post saying they did and then listening to Scarlet/preparing for their turn. BIC: Scarlet smiled at the timid girl, sending a party request. She waited for it to be accepted before saying 'good luck' to her. "Everyone should wait here until it's your turn." Moving to the center of the arena now Scarlet went to start the tournament. Now in the center she cleared her throat before activating the announcement system, allowing everyone to hear what she said. "Good afternoon everyone, and welcome to the first Moonlit Swords Tournament!" Pause for cheers. "The rules are simple; fight fair and no killing allowed. To help keep these rules various guild members are keeping watch," she waved her arm, gesturing the the guild members that made a ring around the arena. They were spaced out, ready to stop any Player from breaking the rules at any given time. They were the best, just in case high level people signed up. And by the looks of it, the highest levels were here today. "And you must fight in with a partner." Turning to the VIP Section she glanced at her second-in-command, an older male Player. "With the sign-in information Asura will now randomize the parties, assigning each a number." A moment passed before Asura sent her a message. Once she opened it she began speaking once more. "Team 3: Star and Masaru... Team 10: Mya and Masamune. Team 28: Shiina and Scarlet. Team 30: Kuroi and Ittoki... That gives us a total of thirty-five teams. Good luck to you all!" The announcement system turned off and she moved to the entrance where most teams still waited, though others have moved to the stands. There were supposed to be a waiting room, but after that incident... Shaking her head she turned to look up at the VIP Section where Asura will now speak from. ~~~ Asura stood and looked over the crowd. This was a stupid idea. They were supposed to stop violence, not promote it as a sport. Scarlet voted with him, but in the end majority rules. Sigh. Might as well get it over with then. So, will these first teams have the luck of the draw? "Match One will be between... Team Three and Team Thirty. Will the parties please enter the stage?" He paused, watching as a guild member found the teams as they approached the arena and gave each a ribbon that each member received. Team Three's color was red while Team Thirty had blue. "Good. There are three ways to win. Get both team members' HP down into the red zone, obtain their ribbons, or have the other team forfeit. Once both sides are ready the battle will begin." [ ooc; whoever posts first gets the right to say the countdown has started. just remember to follow the rules and allow everyone to post before going again. Everyone in the battle that is. People outside of the battle can interact with each other or just wait their turn. ]
I'll be making a post starting it soon.
http://kh-vids.net/threads/name-change-requests.114976/
There's a thread for it. iunno if you can change i think you have to have a certain amount of posts. i'll link soon to be sure
oh yeah. i like it. up to you though
what is your new main one
i know it's neat. love the alerts
A Red Player dared showed his face on this floor? Heh, what guts that one had. Normally she'd kick him out on the spot, but as these Players seemed intent on fighting him in this thing she'd allow it. Just this once. It would be good to see what he could do, after all didn't someone call him Masamune? If rumors were right... Yeah, testing him out would be good. But for now she ignored his presence, turning to introduce herself first. "My username is Scarlet and you may call me by that. Surely you recognize it, signing up for this? And okay, I just need a partner. Either one of you will do, and if you don't want to I can always ask someone else. Just decide quickly, it's starting soon." Turning to the others in the mess, she crossed her arms. "All fighting will be saved for the matches. Anyone who breaks this rule will not be permitted to participate."
Scarlet never got a reply from Star.
Can I spend my point on Stamina?
1. It'd be a majority vote, meaning whichever route gets the most votes will be posted. However got most of them already planned out and will come back to write out every one of course. I think I'll probably stick to only posting the ones picked though, however at the end if someone wants to ask 'what would have happened if we did ____' I'll tell them. 2. Possibly. Right now it's a solo thing but if you have a skype you can add mine (aforgottensoul) and we could discuss it. If not then also could just message me here. 3. If they want their name in it, then yeah. I'll credit them for helping me get it started and being apart of this. And I'm glad to see you're so interested in this, it makes me happy. c:
Spoiler: Notes So I'm basically trying out an interactive story, in which your choices will not only affect the outcome, but the main character's personality and how others view him as well. My main goal here is to work out the story and hopefully get some feedback because I wish to turn this into a short visual novel as well, since I plan on practicing with that in the near future. It's nothing big though, mostly all experimental. A Quick Summary: After years of working at a mental institute Riley has learned that there's always a story behind his patients insanity. However when one patient's story turns out to be more than just metaphors he soon finds himself in the supernatural community, hunted by demons and monsters of all kinds. 5:59am. You've been waking up throughout the night and each time the only thing you could think about was your phone. Will the text come in again today? Who was it? What did they want from you? You wanted nothing more than to believe it was a mere prank. Even as no one confessed to doing it, it had to be right? For the thought of having a stalker... Why, it was rather scary, wasn't it? Especially one who already knew what times you woke and when you went to bed. Perhaps changing your number would help... But if they already know where you lived what difference would that make? Still, something had to be done. Cops... A cop in particular... 6:00am. There it is. Your phone lights up and begins ringing. You try to ignore it but your alarm goes off right afterwards. You have to pick it up now if you ever want the noise to stop, and so you soon find it in your hand. The noise is gone now but you continue to stare at it. You pull up the conversation only to see your method of ignoring them did not work. Now you read through the old messages, trying to figure out if you know anyone who texts like this. No one comes to mind. Sighing, you put it back down and your nightstand and move on to getting ready for the day. Maybe...just one more day of ignoring it would bring this to an end. Spoiler: Menu Clothing Top; Shirt: White t-shirt → Long sleeved blue shirt Coat: N/A → Doctor's coat Bottom; Pants: N/A → Black slacks Accessories; Sliver watch Inventory; Grey flip phone, notepad, black ink pen, flash drive, brown leather wallet with a photo ID, a credit card, a few gift cards, and fifty dollars in cash Status; Tired, healthy, no ailments Now ready for the day you leave your house and head towards your sliver sedan. Only then do you realize that there's still an hour left before you have to get to work and with the drive there being as short as it is you have plenty of time to yourself. Would you like to take a detour? → No, I like being early to work. → I never really did greet the new neighbors.
