Unintelligenius he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 "This better go well" he mutters to Nacho as he raises his quarterstaff in a two handed grip, ready to use his stormlight enhanced strength to slam it down onto the tributes head. Hoping that he could grab their bag of supplies and be gone before they could fight back. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Oompa/Loompa/Doopidy/Doo Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 2 minutes ago, Unintelligenius said: "This better go well" he mutters to Nacho as he raises his quarterstaff in a two handed grip, ready to use his stormlight enhanced strength to slam it down onto the tributes head. Hoping that he could grab their bag of supplies and be gone before they could fight back. She dodged it and slashed at his arm with the knife. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 (edited) 1 hour ago, RoyalBeeMage said: "*sigh* yes i do." "You want sand? I give you three bags if you win. If you lose, I get your information and throw you out into the highstorm. Deal?" 1 hour ago, Scars of Hathsin said: Dougella, HG Arena, Casino "Sounds good old man" She mutters eyeing off the chips that contained her breaths. How can I cheat this, and use my will... no not possible, this is luck, dammit, something I do not have. She grabs the dice, feeling them for weights, None, good, she rolls @Ancient Elantrian Quote 1, 4, 6 The man swore when he saw the results. He slid over four chips, each a vial of chromium. "One more game?" He said. "You win, I give you three vials. You lose, you give me three hundred breaths." Edited May 22 by Ancient Elantrian 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dragonheir he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 1 hour ago, Edema Rue said: It can have some iron in it, but not enough to do anything until he’s had a lot. Tondon doesn’t care if he won’t be able to pull anything. He just wants his iron sight back. He’s not quite an iron savant, but he’s close, so being without it is causing some major panic. Tondon burns iron, sitting up straighter, but also going from crouching to lounging. He smiles and looks around at the metal lines, the highstorm water giving off a very faint blue. He searches for a better source of metal that could be one of the loot boxes, a dropped metal item that he could file or use as a metalmind, or a decent anchor he could use to maneuver or find this place once he had more supplies. For the first time since he even got to this century, he feels confident, and understands his goals. At that exact moment, his iron runs out. “Ruin.” Depending on what the short burn gave him, he’ll either try to drink more storm water (maybe make a distilling device) or check out the potential recourses he found. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
SmilingPanda19 of the female/variety Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 1 hour ago, Edema Rue said: Gavin looked away, coughing. You can’t let him see. Idiot! “W-what i-i-if th-they d-d-die b-b-b-before y-y-you c-c-can m-m-make th-them f-f-fall i-in l-l-l-love?” He blinked earnestly, hoping his father’s broken English would cover his mistake. He watched the screens as they fight. His English wasn’t perfect so he just brushed over it. “I can only offer them what they are willing and capable of receiving…” He watches the screen and whispers. “même si je prie pour qu'ils vivent.” He leans over and the microphone on Tinker clicks. “You know what you have to do…” It clicks silent. @The Bookwyrm 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted May 22 Author Report Share Posted May 22 13 minutes ago, Dragonheir said: Tondon doesn’t care if he won’t be able to pull anything. He just wants his iron sight back. He’s not quite an iron savant, but he’s close, so being without it is causing some major panic. Tondon burns iron, sitting up straighter, but also going from crouching to lounging. He smiles and looks around at the metal lines, the highstorm water giving off a very faint blue. He searches for a better source of metal that could be one of the loot boxes, a dropped metal item that he could file or use as a metalmind, or a decent anchor he could use to maneuver or find this place once he had more supplies. For the first time since he even got to this century, he feels confident, and understands his goals. At that exact moment, his iron runs out. “Ruin.” Depending on what the short burn gave him, he’ll either try to drink more storm water (maybe make a distilling device) or check out the potential recourses he found. Quote It gives him almost nothing, and leaves him feeling nauseated. It clearly isn’t a pure alloy. 6 minutes ago, SmilingPanda19 said: He watched the screens as they fight. His English wasn’t perfect so he just brushed over it. “I can only offer them what they are willing and capable of receiving…” He watches the screen and whispers. “même si je prie pour qu'ils vivent.” He leans over and the microphone on Tinker clicks. “You know what you have to do…” It clicks silent. @The Bookwyrm GMHQ Gavin nodded, trying to look placated. He’s too soft. He cares too much. He doesn’t understand that the most beautiful art comes from the most desperate people…abruptly, Gavin stiffened, feeling something sharp and warm and dangerous come over him. A picture began to form in his mind…no, no, no, not now… “Y-you,” he said, pointing at a random assistant, who froze. “G-g-g— g-get m-m-my p-p-paint. A-and a c-canvas.” The assistant scurried off, and Gavin turned back to the screen, the painting in his mind spreading and growing. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unintelligenius he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 (edited) Quelkin sees the blood spurt from his arm before a biting pain erupts down his arm. But he was close friends with pain. Ever since his parents, ever since his years on the streets. He knew pain and knew when to ignore it. So he ignored it. And slammed his quarterstaff down onto @Spark of Hope's head, then he lunges for the bag hoping to grab it and run. Edited May 22 by Unintelligenius 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Oompa/Loompa/Doopidy/Doo Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 Just now, Unintelligenius said: Quelkin sees the blood spurt from his arm before a biting pain erupts down his arm. But he was close friends with pain. Ever since his parents, ever since his years on the streets. He knew pain and knew when to ignore it. So he ignored it. And slammed his quarterstaff down onto @Spark of Hope's head, then he lunges for the bag hoping to grab it and run. She moved and it hit her shoulder. ”No-“ She ran up after him. ”You-“ She drew her arm back. ”Don’t!” She stabbed him in the back of the neck. @SmilingPanda19 @Edema Rue 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Bookwyrm he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 30 minutes ago, SmilingPanda19 said: He watched the screens as they fight. His English wasn’t perfect so he just brushed over it. “I can only offer them what they are willing and capable of receiving…” He watches the screen and whispers. “même si je prie pour qu'ils vivent.” He leans over and the microphone on Tinker clicks. “You know what you have to do…” It clicks silent. @The Bookwyrm 11 minutes ago, Unintelligenius said: Quelkin sees the blood spurt from his arm before a biting pain erupts down his arm. But he was close friends with pain. Ever since his parents, ever since his years on the streets. He knew pain and knew when to ignore it. So he ignored it. And slammed his quarterstaff down onto @Spark of Hope's head, then he lunges for the bag hoping to grab it and run. 9 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said: She moved and it hit her shoulder. ”No-“ She ran up after him. ”You-“ She drew her arm back. ”Don’t!” She stabbed him in the back of the neck. @SmilingPanda19 @Edema Rue Tinker watched in horror as the sudden exchange in violence began. He'd been lost in thought, and Marewill's sudden leap to her feet, as well as Quelkin's sudden attack, had caught him off guard. He gripped his sharp stone in his hand, but didn't move. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unintelligenius he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 Right as Quelkin grabs the bag he feels a sharp pain in his neck. "Not again" he thinks as he turns and goes to punch her face. He notices that the stormlight had healed his arm but was running out. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 40 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said: "You want sand? I give you three bags if you win. If you lose, I get your information and throw you out into the highstorm. Deal?" The man swore when he saw the results. He slid over four chips, two hundred breaths. "One more game?" He said. "You win, I give you three hundred. You lose, you give me six hundred." Quote Wait I thought I was betting for Chromium? @Ancient Elantrian 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spark of Hope Oompa/Loompa/Doopidy/Doo Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 1 minute ago, The Bookwyrm said: Tinker watched in horror as the sudden exchange in violence began. He'd been lost in thought, and Marewill's sudden leap to her feet, as well as Quelkin's sudden attack, had caught him off guard. He gripped his sharp stone in his hand, but didn't move. Just now, Unintelligenius said: Right as Quelkin grabs the bag he feels a sharp pain in his neck. "Not again" he thinks as he turns and goes to punch her face. He notices that the stormlight had healed his arm but was running out. She dodged it, removed her knife, and kicked him in the stomach before stabbing him there. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Bookwyrm he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 1 minute ago, Unintelligenius said: Right as Quelkin grabs the bag he feels a sharp pain in his neck. "Not again" he thinks as he turns and goes to punch her face. He notices that the stormlight had healed his arm but was running out. Just now, Spark of Hope said: She dodged it, removed her knife, and kicked him in the stomach before stabbing him there. Tinker dropped his sharp rock and grabbed Quelkin's arms before he could recover, pinning them behind his back. What I wouldn't give for some Verdant right now. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Stormfather He/Him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 I use the tiny bit of metal I got from the storm water for half a second of burning, just for the comfort of the feeling in my chest. then I get a splitting headache. ”bad metal…” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 1 hour ago, Scars of Hathsin said: @Ancient Elantrian Quote Shoot dang Im losing track of all these deals I edited it. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 2 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said: "You want sand? I give you three bags if you win. If you lose, I get your information and throw you out into the highstorm. Deal?" The man swore when he saw the results. He slid over four chips, each a vial of chromium. "One more game?" He said. "You win, I give you three vials. You lose, you give me three hundred breaths." Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella snatches at the three vials, a shiver running down her spine from the Euphoria of gaining some metal. Lets do this. She grabs on of the vials, and shatters it in her fist, leaving glass embeded in her hands, but she starts storing a small amount of luck, draining it all from herself. But only briefly, she stuffs her fist in her mouth shoving the metal in. She picks up the dice in her other hands and reaches into herself, flaring her now luck chromium, and rolling the dice. Quote Rolls 2,6,1 but should I make it 2,2,6 for her luck? @Ancient Elantrian 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ancient Elantrian Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan/Elan Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 11 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said: Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella snatches at the three vials, a shiver running down her spine from the Euphoria of gaining some metal. Lets do this. She grabs on of the vials, and shatters it in her fist, leaving glass embeded in her hands, but she starts storing a small amount of luck, draining it all from herself. But only briefly, she stuffs her fist in her mouth shoving the metal in. She picks up the dice in her other hands and reaches into herself, flaring her now luck chromium, and rolling the dice. @Ancient Elantrian Quote 3 7 2 for luck I got 4 1 1 The Gambler swears. He hands her the vials, and her breaths absorb back into her body. “No more.” He grumbles, leaning back. “Get ur stuff somewhere else lucky little brat.” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Unintelligenius he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 "Nacho some help here" Quelkin yells as he gets pinned. "Your going to have to get yourself out of this one" he replies. "Storming spren, won't even help me when I'm about to die." "You focus to much on your pewter, use the stormlight", Nacho says. Quelkin throws himself to the ground and coats the floor in stormlight, sticking @The Bookwyrm to the ground in the process. Quelkin stands up with the bag in hand and inhales sharply taking in more stormlight. He turns a starts running into the jungle as his wounds begin to heal. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 6 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said: The Gambler swears. He hands her the vials, and her breaths absorb back into her body. “No more.” He grumbles, leaning back. “Get ur stuff somewhere else lucky little brat.” Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella grins, it lights up her face, making her seem almost cherubic. She goes to shake hands with the old man, but pulls it back at the last second. Never mind she thinks to herself, not touching him. She laughs to herself, before heading out of the casino, the metal she has in her stomach making her happier than she had been in days. Lets see what people can do against me now. She turns the knob, before turning back, and heading to the other guy, "do you have any weapons?" @Edema Rue 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted May 22 Author Report Share Posted May 22 5 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said: Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella grins, it lights up her face, making her seem almost cherubic. She goes to shake hands with the old man, but pulls it back at the last second. Never mind she thinks to herself, not touching him. She laughs to herself, before heading out of the casino, the metal she has in her stomach making her happier than she had been in days. Lets see what people can do against me now. She turns the knob, before turning back, and heading to the other guy, "do you have any weapons?" @Edema Rue Corin nodded once. “I do. What can you give me?” 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lotus Blossom she/her Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 Having been infused with enough stormlight, Astra stands in the storm. "Mark, dear," she begins gently, voice calm and steady through the wind, "I'll come back in a moment. I must survey the area." @The Stormfather And Astra, the second ideal Willshaper, sets out during the highstorm, a new burst of energy filling her lungs. You ready? Rivia asked. Always, darling. Astra smiled, with that usual air of haughtiness, and summoned her blade. She ran off into the open underbrush of the jungle, tossed and turned by the highstorm. Calling. Looking. Praying. For just something. Something of use. Or someone. [anyone who is outside in the jungle and is a radiant... you can interact with her rn if you'd like to] Freedom. That was why she was here. And she had every right to get it. For herself. For Sawyin. She brushed back her hair and exhaled quickly. With a grin, she assumed her showy demeanor once more and banged on the doors of the building. @Edema Rue 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella lights up. Weapons and metals. What a day. "I have breaths and memories to give" she responds, glancing around once again, alight with the euphoria of getting metal. Noticing more colour almost, even the glow of colour around her, thanks to her heightning, also from casino's in the past. @Edema Rue 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted May 22 Author Report Share Posted May 22 8 minutes ago, Lotus Blossom said: Having been infused with enough stormlight, Astra stands in the storm. "Mark, dear," she begins gently, voice calm and steady through the wind, "I'll come back in a moment. I must survey the area." @The Stormfather And Astra, the second ideal Willshaper, sets out during the highstorm, a new burst of energy filling her lungs. You ready? Rivia asked. Always, darling. Astra smiled, with that usual air of haughtiness, and summoned her blade. She ran off into the open underbrush of the jungle, tossed and turned by the highstorm. Calling. Looking. Praying. For just something. Something of use. Or someone. [anyone who is outside in the jungle and is a radiant... you can interact with her rn if you'd like to] Freedom. That was why she was here. And she had every right to get it. For herself. For Sawyin. She brushed back her hair and exhaled quickly. With a grin, she assumed her showy demeanor once more and banged on the doors of the building. @Edema Rue Finally, finally, it opens. 4 minutes ago, Scars of Hathsin said: Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella lights up. Weapons and metals. What a day. "I have breaths and memories to give" she responds, glancing around once again, alight with the euphoria of getting metal. Noticing more colour almost, even the glow of colour around her, thanks to her heightning, also from casino's in the past. @Edema Rue “I’m listening,” Corin said. Quote EVERYONE WHO ISNT IN THE CASINO: The highstorm begins to slow. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Scars of Hathsin he/him Posted May 22 Report Share Posted May 22 Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella thinks for a moment. "Does 300 breaths for 1 shortsword and a dagger sound good?" she asks the Corrin. Please be Yes, I have things I want to do with these breaths She smiles. @Edema Rue 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Edema Rue she/her Posted May 22 Author Report Share Posted May 22 Just now, Scars of Hathsin said: Dougella, HG Arena, Casino Dougella thinks for a moment. "Does 300 breaths for 1 shortsword and a dagger sound good?" she asks the Corrin. Please be Yes, I have things I want to do with these breaths She smiles. @Edema Rue Corin laughs. And keeps laughing. And keeps laughing. The sound never changes or fades until it cuts off. “Try again,” he says sharply. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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