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escordvi2024-06-03 07:41 pm
moremystyle) wrote in escordvi2024-06-03 07:41 pm
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Who: Faris & open
Status: Open
Where: The places where MANTA quests are happening!
What: Faris and you taking on MANTA board quests.
Warnings: None so far.
Model at your own risk
[Faris has a serious sense of deja vu about this one... ugh. The ones that go over multiple months are always the most bothersome, aren't they? He just hopes that this one doesn't involve some creepy guy trying to resurrect a wife and creating succubi instead.]
Ahoy there! Artist bloke! [Faris looks around, a hand on the hilt of his sword, but there's nothing jumping out as a threat. Just a lot of art supplies scattered about.] Can't tell if this is from a struggle or just the normal state of things 'round here.
[And just as he leans forward towards one of the paintings--SWOOSH. In he goes!]
Celestial Navigation
[Faris looks up at the darkening sky, watching the stars wink on to replace the sunset.]
'Tis a funny thing. I've seen the sky change before, but not like this. [He looks down at his parchment, where he's already recorded what he knows of the old sky from memory.] Ever do this before?
Begrudged
[Faris does not often answer the bounties on creatures, and in fact, he's coming to the conviction that he'd like to do something about the ones that are out to hunt down hides and shells solely for profit.
But some are justified. This sounds to be one of those... but as Faris watches the tonberry, he frowns.]
This beast is meant to be dangerous? It's moving like a snail--a snail filled with molasses.
Status: Open
Where: The places where MANTA quests are happening!
What: Faris and you taking on MANTA board quests.
Warnings: None so far.
Model at your own risk
[Faris has a serious sense of deja vu about this one... ugh. The ones that go over multiple months are always the most bothersome, aren't they? He just hopes that this one doesn't involve some creepy guy trying to resurrect a wife and creating succubi instead.]
Ahoy there! Artist bloke! [Faris looks around, a hand on the hilt of his sword, but there's nothing jumping out as a threat. Just a lot of art supplies scattered about.] Can't tell if this is from a struggle or just the normal state of things 'round here.
[And just as he leans forward towards one of the paintings--SWOOSH. In he goes!]
Celestial Navigation
[Faris looks up at the darkening sky, watching the stars wink on to replace the sunset.]
'Tis a funny thing. I've seen the sky change before, but not like this. [He looks down at his parchment, where he's already recorded what he knows of the old sky from memory.] Ever do this before?
Begrudged
[Faris does not often answer the bounties on creatures, and in fact, he's coming to the conviction that he'd like to do something about the ones that are out to hunt down hides and shells solely for profit.
But some are justified. This sounds to be one of those... but as Faris watches the tonberry, he frowns.]
This beast is meant to be dangerous? It's moving like a snail--a snail filled with molasses.
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While Faris covers his ears, Nimona lets the BOOM ring in her ears - it's not really going to harm her anyway. She doesn't cower back at making the giant jiggling flan angry and now heading their way. ]
A little to the left, calculate in the wind speed... [ Muttering to herself as she realigns the cannon for a more deadly shot.
Then she straightens and points at the flan. ]
Heed my words, you overgrown bowl of Jello! Turn back now and no one has to get hurt. [ crickets ] How dare you insult those of us who have bones! I, the Great Pink Dragon Captain Nimona, will strike you down today!
Light the cannons! [ She's the one lighting it. ] Go back to the bowels of the earth! [ Then gently nudges Faris with her elbow. ] Get it... bowels, because Jello is edible?