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[OPEN] So I put my hands up, they're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
Who: Ranma + You!!!
Status: Open
Where: All Around
What: MANTA Quests + OPEN LOG
Warnings: Possible alcohol in the pineapple drink, nudity mention, more will be added accordingly
[Spelunking and traversing through the caverns in the abyss didn't just net him some rum. It also earnt Ranma a strange bell that he could never figure out. Something about it never sat well with him, but he didn't want to ring it recklessly. What if it was cursed? Like he needs to add more to the ever-growing catalogue of curses plaguing his life.
Hearing that several researchers were gathering up everyone to test out their new toys, Ranma figured now would be a good time to give it a ring. First, he needed someone to assist him -- and also play damage control if it was cursed or contained some evil spirit.
Standing in the safe area, Ranma pulled out his phone and began texting on the network for all to see.]
un:catsgothistongue
Yo, I need some help testing something out. Found a bell in the abyss we trekked down into, haven't rung it yet since I didn't know what its deal was. Anyone up for helping me find out?
[They had him at 'world famous tacos'. That solely is the reason why Ranma's standing here, in the rain, in her girl form, holding a tall glass of PiΓ±a Colada with two straws. If there's anything that could motivate her to do anything, it's bribing her stomach with the promise of food. All she had to do was get someone to partake in this sweet drink in the downpour with her, and she'll get food and free drinks.
Scanning the street, looking for anyone she can fine, she'd eventually stroll on up behind them and tap their shoulder. Those who turn around'll see a short redheaded girl with a sweet-looking glass paired off by two straws.]
Thirsty?
[... Y'know, when Ranma came out to investigate the farmers' complaints of their crops getting gobbled up, this was about the last thing he could've expected to see. This being a bunch of savage turkeys tearing up the greens with their sharp beaks and sharper razor-teeth.
Okay.
Not the worse, or ugliest, thing he's had to dealt with. Better to start rounding them up before they move on from veggies to human flesh. The pigtailed martial artist slowly approached the avian atrocities from behind, keeping calm and quiet as he could be. Get close, snatch them up, and--
Wherever you were, you'd hear what could only be described as unholy screeching being amplified through a foghorn, followed shortly after by--] EEP! HEY, WATCH THAT THING-- WOAH! [Ranma stepping and bouncing back as several mutant turkeys all chase after and peck at him. Guess they moved onto human flesh sooner than they could've predicted.
Oh, and now they have their eyes set on more fresh meat, i.e. you. Wonderful...]
[Last time around, Ranma opted to hang back and not go digging into the ancient underwater temple for his convenience. This time, since he missed all the fun before, he was raring to go! Particularly, he was going along to take care of the big, black, inky roadblock keeping them from getting closer to a breakthrough in research. Being near the oily goo made his-- her, given their needing to go beneath the water --skin crawl. Like a concentrated mass of suffering and agony and despair, all congealing in one.
Whatever it was made of, it's bad news. They needed to clear it up. Luckily, given what the researchers told them, it could be nullified by light-based magic. The primary tattoo she'd gotten for her ki. There was no better man for the job. She raised her palms up, turning to the individual next to her, whether they'e there to examine what's unveiled or to join her in taking care of the blotch.]
Ready?
[One could make the whole 'something's fishy here' joke, but that's beneath him. Whales aren't malevolent creatures by nature. They wouldn't act up out of the blue for no good reason. Corsairs officials had put out a notice to keep Paladins from digging their noses into other not-so-exactly legal activities, but Ranma could care any less about that than a pebble on the ground. He needed to figure out what the hell's going on here.
Venturing out to the ocean, standing on the beach, he's already forming an idea in his head surveying the waters. The trashy, polluted water with bags, junk, whatever shouldn't be floating in the water.][He'd comment out loud, tilting his head.] I'd be piss too if someone left a junkyard's worth of trash in my home.
[Exclusivity to the Paladins never stopped Ranma before. That includes their latest initiation trend to the newest paladins on the block. Sitting under a running freezing waterfall in your birthday suit. Pah-lease. That's the worst they could come up with for hazing new additions to their entourage? Ranma should show these chumps how it's done.
Being a martial artist, one of the forms of training he's done was exactly this, typically mid-fall to winter. It's been years since he's last had to do this... Meaning he also hadn't done it as a girl before either. Oh well, that isn't going to deter him from sneaking in to join the experience.
Whether you're one of the Paladins watching or participating in the challenge yourself, or a fellow Corsair who snuck onto the premise for one reason or another, you'll see one person sitting in the lotus position on a rock as the waterfall splits on them. A short, redheaded pigtailed girl, bare as the day she was born. She'd open her eyes, looking out to anyone else who may be struggling or hesitating.]
C'mon, you think this is hard? It isn't even that cold!
(OOC: Have a different idea than what's listed, be it another quest or something else you wish to/we had planned out? Lay them on me, I'm all ears! I'm open to other quests I couldn't write openers for. Feel free to message this account or on Discord (wahoothis) for anything you wish to plan out!)
Status: Open
Where: All Around
What: MANTA Quests + OPEN LOG
Warnings: Possible alcohol in the pineapple drink, nudity mention, more will be added accordingly
π Everything That Glitters π [4 pts.]
[Spelunking and traversing through the caverns in the abyss didn't just net him some rum. It also earnt Ranma a strange bell that he could never figure out. Something about it never sat well with him, but he didn't want to ring it recklessly. What if it was cursed? Like he needs to add more to the ever-growing catalogue of curses plaguing his life.
Hearing that several researchers were gathering up everyone to test out their new toys, Ranma figured now would be a good time to give it a ring. First, he needed someone to assist him -- and also play damage control if it was cursed or contained some evil spirit.
Standing in the safe area, Ranma pulled out his phone and began texting on the network for all to see.]
un:catsgothistongue
Yo, I need some help testing something out. Found a bell in the abyss we trekked down into, haven't rung it yet since I didn't know what its deal was. Anyone up for helping me find out?
π Getting Caught In The Rain (CW: Alcohol's involved) π [4 pts.]
[They had him at 'world famous tacos'. That solely is the reason why Ranma's standing here, in the rain, in her girl form, holding a tall glass of PiΓ±a Colada with two straws. If there's anything that could motivate her to do anything, it's bribing her stomach with the promise of food. All she had to do was get someone to partake in this sweet drink in the downpour with her, and she'll get food and free drinks.
Scanning the street, looking for anyone she can fine, she'd eventually stroll on up behind them and tap their shoulder. Those who turn around'll see a short redheaded girl with a sweet-looking glass paired off by two straws.]
Thirsty?
π¦ Suspected Fowl Play π¦ [4 pts.]
[... Y'know, when Ranma came out to investigate the farmers' complaints of their crops getting gobbled up, this was about the last thing he could've expected to see. This being a bunch of savage turkeys tearing up the greens with their sharp beaks and sharper razor-teeth.
Okay.
Not the worse, or ugliest, thing he's had to dealt with. Better to start rounding them up before they move on from veggies to human flesh. The pigtailed martial artist slowly approached the avian atrocities from behind, keeping calm and quiet as he could be. Get close, snatch them up, and--
Wherever you were, you'd hear what could only be described as unholy screeching being amplified through a foghorn, followed shortly after by--] EEP! HEY, WATCH THAT THING-- WOAH! [Ranma stepping and bouncing back as several mutant turkeys all chase after and peck at him. Guess they moved onto human flesh sooner than they could've predicted.
Oh, and now they have their eyes set on more fresh meat, i.e. you. Wonderful...]
β Light Cleaners β [12 pts.]
[Last time around, Ranma opted to hang back and not go digging into the ancient underwater temple for his convenience. This time, since he missed all the fun before, he was raring to go! Particularly, he was going along to take care of the big, black, inky roadblock keeping them from getting closer to a breakthrough in research. Being near the oily goo made his-- her, given their needing to go beneath the water --skin crawl. Like a concentrated mass of suffering and agony and despair, all congealing in one.
Whatever it was made of, it's bad news. They needed to clear it up. Luckily, given what the researchers told them, it could be nullified by light-based magic. The primary tattoo she'd gotten for her ki. There was no better man for the job. She raised her palms up, turning to the individual next to her, whether they'e there to examine what's unveiled or to join her in taking care of the blotch.]
Ready?
π Whale Watchers π [12 pts.]
[One could make the whole 'something's fishy here' joke, but that's beneath him. Whales aren't malevolent creatures by nature. They wouldn't act up out of the blue for no good reason. Corsairs officials had put out a notice to keep Paladins from digging their noses into other not-so-exactly legal activities, but Ranma could care any less about that than a pebble on the ground. He needed to figure out what the hell's going on here.
Venturing out to the ocean, standing on the beach, he's already forming an idea in his head surveying the waters. The trashy, polluted water with bags, junk, whatever shouldn't be floating in the water.][He'd comment out loud, tilting his head.] I'd be piss too if someone left a junkyard's worth of trash in my home.
π§ Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls (CW: Nudity) π§ [*2 pts.]
[Exclusivity to the Paladins never stopped Ranma before. That includes their latest initiation trend to the newest paladins on the block. Sitting under a running freezing waterfall in your birthday suit. Pah-lease. That's the worst they could come up with for hazing new additions to their entourage? Ranma should show these chumps how it's done.
Being a martial artist, one of the forms of training he's done was exactly this, typically mid-fall to winter. It's been years since he's last had to do this... Meaning he also hadn't done it as a girl before either. Oh well, that isn't going to deter him from sneaking in to join the experience.
Whether you're one of the Paladins watching or participating in the challenge yourself, or a fellow Corsair who snuck onto the premise for one reason or another, you'll see one person sitting in the lotus position on a rock as the waterfall splits on them. A short, redheaded pigtailed girl, bare as the day she was born. She'd open her eyes, looking out to anyone else who may be struggling or hesitating.]
C'mon, you think this is hard? It isn't even that cold!
π§ Wild Card/Extra! π§
(OOC: Have a different idea than what's listed, be it another quest or something else you wish to/we had planned out? Lay them on me, I'm all ears! I'm open to other quests I couldn't write openers for. Feel free to message this account or on Discord (wahoothis) for anything you wish to plan out!)
let's watch some whales, son
[Because seriously. Seriously this is a mess.]
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[Ranma no.]
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Okay dad.
[Snort, before turning back to the scene.]
Long as we're careful and don't disturb them, they might not attack us. Probably.
[That bodes well.]
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[...]
Let's clean as quickly as we can.
[Which, his plan involves giving Mehrak a net so she can start trawling and scooping all the trash up.]
Everything that Glitters | un: legendofthelion
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[Ranma posts a picture of the field he's currently in, followed by directions on how to arrive.]
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[Well... at least he's not alone. Still, she might as well go and monitor anyway since it sounds like it must be something more than an ordinary bell.
So she heads out pretty quickly, making it as soon as she can and watching whatever it currently ongoing as she approaches.]
crawling out of the pit of reality with starbucks in tow (i am sorry for wait)
[As Dehya approached, she'll find the teen perched on a rock, tossing his phone in one hand up and down and holding the bell idly in his other. He stands the second he saw those indistinguishable 'lion ears' atop her head.]
'Sup.
All good!
She waves as Ranma starts up.] Hey, came as soon as I could. You haven't started testing yet?
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I wanted to wait for someone on standby before I actually gave it a test run. From my prior experiences with magical junk, this could go sideways hard, so... Be prepared to play a little damage control.
[It isn't like the researchers here are capable fighters if say a spirit from the bell possesses him and drives him insane. Dehya, he knows can actually throw a punch. She could knock some sense back into him if she has to. No pressure or anything.
Ranma raised the bell up.]
Ready?
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She adjusts her gauntlet a little and nods.] I'm ready. Go ahead and ring it!
1/2 also sorry for the delay again
Here goes nothing.
[He shook the bell, letting it chime...]
2/2
Nothing except that, one second Ranma's standing a good ten feet away.
The next, quite literally, he's right in front of Dehya's face. Poking her cheek, which she might note feels sore like someone's been poking it for the past minute. All the while, Ranma's going--]
Yoo-hoo, anybody in there?
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--Ow. [She pushes his hand away.] What? What happened? Did it do anything?
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[He steps back as his hand swatted away, equally as perplexed.]
You tell me. When I rang it, you went stiff as a board. Didn't move an inch, even when I poked you a little.
[By little, he means for the past 45 seconds.].
It was like you became a statue or somethin'.
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Like before, to Dehya's point of view, it looked like nothing's changed. Ranma didn't even more from his spot. Although...]
Anything now?
[... Did he always have a marker sticking out of his right pocket?]
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... Smirk.]
Only that glasses don't suit ya'.
[Tossing that marker up and down in his hand, cheeky smile ever present.]
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You--! [She fixes Ranma with a glare as she snaps the compact shut. And then she's lunging, tying to catch him in a headlock.]
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Ring-a-ding-ding.
and where before they were standing in an open field with barely any trees or greenery around, much less water, now they were on the dock. And Dehya was diving headfirst into the water instead of the teen she was aiming for.
Said teen, sat on a post while looking at the bell in his hand with a fascinated expression.]
Whaddaya know? I think this bell can stop time!
[First time, could've been nothing but his imagination. Second time, could just be coincidence. Third time, given he just za warudo'd and carried Dehya without her complaining or struggling all the way to where the ships make port, it's pretty concrete.
Sorry Dehya. Least the marker's washing away?]
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There's a loud, aggrieved scream as she goes down into the water with a splash.
Another second, and she's yet to surface.]
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Any second now...
Aaaaaaaany second now...
... She's not coming back up on her own, is she?]
Shit.
[WHY DO SO MANY WOMEN HE KNOW DON'T KNOW HOW TO SWIM??
Diving head-on into the water, curse be damned, Ranma scanned underwater for the other woman.]
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Her arm lashes out, as she realizes too late that Ranma isn't just looking into the water but coming in. And did his hair just change color?
Dehya pushes away from the pillar to surface with a gasp.]
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Yep, that's red hair instead of the typical jet black. Look familiar?]
Um, sorry about that. [Ranma sheepishly chuckles, pulling herself back up on the pier.] ... Guess we know it really works?
Rain (I had the idea and it was too funny not to.)
Ew. No.
(They don't want your cooties, Ranma.)