makoglow: (31)
Cloud "Delivery Boy" Strife ([personal profile] makoglow) wrote in [community profile] escordvi2024-08-03 02:34 pm

[ open ] Life is like the igniting of a match

Who: Cloud Strife + You
Status: Open
Where: Various
What: MANTA quests
Warnings: Gore? Maybe



đŸŒŠī¸ Caught In the Rain

[ More like caught just standing there like some idiot with two drinks in his hands. Because Cloud had been trying to avoid getting involved in all of that nonsense. But, as usual, is he allowed this? Nope. Cloud had been given the directions on what he needs to do and before he could say no, the tavern keep is just walking away. Waving and telling Cloud to have a good time. ]

At least it isn't a dress this time... [ Silver lining and all. Not that it is going to stop him from finding someone to pawn these things off on. ] Here.

[ Now one can either just take the drinks from Cloud as he had been given them... Or maybe there is another option? ]



đŸŒŠī¸ A Sheep in Sheep's Clothing

[ "No one knows how this happened" is what they say. Bullshit is what Cloud says. There is no way that these people don't know something. But that's another problem for another day. The first thing that he needs to do is stop sheep from being harmed...

From other sheep. ]


Still not the weirdest request to get. Let's go.

[ Of course Cloud can do it by himself. But if they do take to flying, he'd have to purely rely on magic. Another person having his back won't hurt.

At least until coming across the first sheep... Who is kind of. Really. Feasting on a bloody smear of what probably used to be another sheep. Maybe. Hard to tell. ]



đŸŒŠī¸ Gentle Moogle

That is not a Moogle...

[ Surely it is someone dressed up as a Moogle? That's really the only explanation because Cloud wouldn't recognize it as a Moogle if not for the pom. Do they even really get that big? ]

Augh. [ He is not even drawing his sword out for this one. ] First the mutant Tonberry and now this.

[ Surely it will be easy to chase the person away. Right? ]



đŸŒŠī¸ Whale Watchers

[ Cloud is standing at one of the Paladin ports that had recently been attacked. The damage isn't anything to sneeze at, but do whales even just come from out of nowhere and attack? Then again, given the odd nature of this place, maybe the whales have found a liking for flesh... Wouldn't surprise him at this rate.

First thing's first, he is looking over the damage. Inspecting it. There is a lot of debris and - ]


Honestly the place looks trashed. Literally.

[ He runs a hand over some damaged posts. ]

Maybe we should check the ships to see if there was cargo that caught their attention...



đŸŒŠī¸ Elemental Energy Part 2

[ Cloud hadn't had much to do with the original survey. However, this time it seems to be right up his alley. Using magic around these butterflies to that they can take readings? Easy. Cloud finds a more remote area and releases the little machine-like creature. ]

Might still need to hold back some. Maybe.

[ Two things can happen here. Maybe he is sparring with someone else. Maybe he's just practicing by himself. Either way, he starts to open things up with a Thundara! ]

Let's see how much it can take.



đŸŒŠī¸ Wildcard

[ This is your freespace area. Don't like any of the prompts above but want to thread with Cloud? Hit me with anything. Additional ones I am interested in are: Seeds of Hope, All Tied Up, Trailing Dawn, and the Plot Chickens . If you want to plot something out, reach out to me at verthunder on both Discord and Plurk. ]
emet_sulk: (86 Silly mortals)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-09-14 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I suggested the idea some months ago when I first arrived and saw them tinkering: an electromagnetic coil, or something similar. Combine it with a combustion engine and you could have a magickless vehicle.

[ He makes wide gestures, illustrating his point in the air. ]

For cases where the crystal may fail or find itself depleted, a small fuel tank could substitute and provide enough power for you to find help. All one needs for fuel is a violently combustible liquid.
emet_sulk: (43 now what colour was her soul again?)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-09-18 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
What do you mean by 'fossil fuels'?

[ He's imagining someone pressing the great bones in the New World into liquid somehow but he feels that's not what is being referenced here. Unless...? ]

One can make a fuel from alcohol, I'll have you know. Distilling it in a slightly different way yields a fairly serviceable fuel.
emet_sulk: (27 you disappoint me)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-09-23 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
When creatures die their aether is gradually absorbed by the star. Only bones remain.

[ Maybe Cloud is talking about ceruleum. It seems the closest equivalent. ]

Where does your 'mako' come from?
emet_sulk: (49 my world will have no need for heroes)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-09-28 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hmm... Maybe it takes more than twelve thousand years to transform organic matter into meaningful fuel. Or mayhap the constant process of calamities disturbs the process. Or...they have yet to find this mysterious fuel.

Regardless, his attention is immediately pulled away by what Cloud says next. He stares at the younger man. Stares for the longest time like he can't believe someone could be so phenomenally, incredibly stupid. ]


I'm sorry - for a moment, I thought I heard you say that you use the souls of the dead to fuel your machinery.
emet_sulk: (34 I AM an Ascian you know)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-10-05 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Hey, kid, you aren't the only one with special eyes here.

But right now Emet-Selch gives Cloud a long-suffering stare. He's aware that none of what this man is telling him is directly their fault - that should be laid squarely on the shoulders on the one who came up with the stupid idea to begin with. Still, the old mage cannot help but think that this is what he hates about mortals. ]


Of all the utterly inconceivably foolish plans to come out of your kind's thick skulls, draining the life force of your own dead surely ranks the highest. I'm glad you put a stop to that.
emet_sulk: (05 then so can mine)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-10-10 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
...I suppose.

[ He seems to be brooding over something but, after a few moments, it's clear he won't be forthcoming about what exactly. ]

I'm sure your people will forget the lesson in a century or so however. They always do.
emet_sulk: (18 well you'll be fine)

[personal profile] emet_sulk 2024-10-18 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Two hundred, and I'm being generous. That's at least five generations.

[ Why are they bartering over this? Oh well, it's funny enough for Emet-Selch to smirk about it. ]