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[moremystyle]

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.

Comments

Model at your own risk

[astudyinviolet]

[ Sherlock has been investigating the missing people related to this artist, but so far he hasn't made any major progress beyond the artist being a definite suspect. He has an idea where the people might have disappeared even if he doesn't understand the magic behind it. However, where are the missing people now? How can he rescue them? (Is their anyone alive to rescue?)

Those are his thoughts when he returns to pour over the crime scene and hears someone in the home studio. ]

Wait!

[ He rushes into the studio in hopes of helping the painting's newest victim when he's pulled in as well. The world around him changes to something unreal. It's as if he's fallen into one of those wax museums, which is better than another world he's been pulled into before. Sherlock is simply glad that this place appears to lack giant swinging axes. He doesn't immediately see anyone else. ]

Hullo? Is anyone else here?

celestial navigation

[airdnd]

[ Being a relatively new arrival, Sumina likely isn't quite as familiar with the skies here, but what she lacks in familiarity, she does her best to make up for with diligence. Sumina has several star charts rolled up in her arms, which she's starting to roll out for reference. She's certainly looked at many star charts in her life because of her work, though she's never had the honor of actually helping amend them before. This is so exciting...! ]

No, never! I'm a bit familiar with reading these sorts of maps, but being responsible for documenting such changes is certainly a novel experience for me! How about you, sir?

wildcard - Kaiju

[pinksidekicking]

[ Nimona may have just let the sea slugs live when they were asked to collect slime. They seemed harmless enough at the time, and more useful left alive. Only felt right to come take care of this now that it's become a problem.

She heads out to the beach, stretching along the way, only to see someone else out there. ]

You here to get all slimy fighting this thing, too?

» begrudged

[tilfrosset]

[Jill takes up hunting when she's in need of doubloons and this is one of those occasions. She also doesn't hesitate to take on those that are causing trouble in the area. However, she didn't expect to see the familiar face of a Tonberry, or at least its seafaring cousin, staring right back at her. But at least she knows the true secret of dealing with these creatures:]

Mind the knife. It's not as slow as the rest of it.

[The creature turns its attention onto her and begins stepping unhurriedly towards her. She still backs up, holding an arm out in front of Faris.]

One would be foolish to think slowness meant less lethality.