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escordvi2024-12-13 11:50 pm
telepathicignorance) wrote in escordvi2024-12-13 11:50 pm
Quest Shenanigans (open)
Who: Sidestep and ...you?
Status: Open
Where: Various
What: Angry Sidestep dons villain suit, goes out and does quests. They also get dragged into helping tame animals while in civilian guise.
Warnings: It's Sidestep. Excessive edginess and swearing is a given. Anything else I'll warn for if it comes up.
Catching Arsonists
(Sidestep is pissed. Pissed enough that ordinary outlets like the Conservatory or their favorite bar or even sweets from Daily Kneads aren't helping.
No. They need a different drug this time. A different distraction.
And so, when they hear about the attacks on the barns and the food stores, they don the suit and go out as Puppetmaster, intending to dish out a perhaps rougher version of justice than many would appreciate.
Hey, they haven't seriously injured anyone yet at least.
For now, they've got a pair of wannabe arsonists tied up and... are they rifling through their pockets? Really?)
Little Red Riding Hood
(And now for a more action-focused prompt!
This time, Puppetmaster is fighting the posessed Red Rifing Hood Doll.
It's not a great matchup: though their suit is non flammable and does a good job of protecting them from the creature's sharp claws, they don't have light magic or any weapons outside their own slightly augmented fighting skills.
They do have one advantage though: they're pretty damn fast.
They've lured Little Red Riding Hood into a rocky area mostly clear of highly flammable things such as trees and are now using their speed to dodge it's fire attacks. With a sudden leap, they pulse their jump jets to lift them to the air before they cut them and plunge, driving their pointed feet into its back.
The creature screams and swipes at them.
They get ready to fire their jump jets and blast it with their own flame-
The hit connects.
The power supply for their suit briefly cuts out.)
Fuck! (It's a horrible, mechanical sounding noise more than an actual word.
The next hit sends them flying, and they land on the ground in a heap.)
Pegasus Problems
(And for a non villain option...
Apparently, "Chris can talk to animals" is beginning to become enough of a known thing that they've been asked to help out training animals to pull sleds. Or sleighs. Whatever.
They've been given a Pegasus stallion to work with, a young temperamental thing with a temper fiery enough that the only way Sidestep has been able to get it to do much of anything is via bribing it with copious amounts of treats... and everything it does do it seems absolutely determined to do it's own way.
Right now, they seem to almost be in some kind of argument. Sidestep's got a carrot and is trying to convince the Pegasus to walk on a lead by telling it that they'll give it the carrot if it'll just do this thing for them but the Pegasus wants the carrot now, actually, and is absolutely trying to snatch it out of Sidestep's hand.
"What? No. Come on... can't you just-ack!"
With a gentle--for a given value of gentle--smack of its head and neck the winged horse sends Sidestep tumbling to the ground. Their bag flies open, and all their snacks, both human and horse, scattered across the ground.
The Pegasus is pleased with his work, and begins to munch away on these treats.
Sidestep, meanwhile, is uninjured but opts to remain flopped on the ground, rolling onto their back and staring up at the sky.)
Fuck this.
Status: Open
Where: Various
What: Angry Sidestep dons villain suit, goes out and does quests. They also get dragged into helping tame animals while in civilian guise.
Warnings: It's Sidestep. Excessive edginess and swearing is a given. Anything else I'll warn for if it comes up.
Catching Arsonists
(Sidestep is pissed. Pissed enough that ordinary outlets like the Conservatory or their favorite bar or even sweets from Daily Kneads aren't helping.
No. They need a different drug this time. A different distraction.
And so, when they hear about the attacks on the barns and the food stores, they don the suit and go out as Puppetmaster, intending to dish out a perhaps rougher version of justice than many would appreciate.
Hey, they haven't seriously injured anyone yet at least.
For now, they've got a pair of wannabe arsonists tied up and... are they rifling through their pockets? Really?)
Little Red Riding Hood
(And now for a more action-focused prompt!
This time, Puppetmaster is fighting the posessed Red Rifing Hood Doll.
It's not a great matchup: though their suit is non flammable and does a good job of protecting them from the creature's sharp claws, they don't have light magic or any weapons outside their own slightly augmented fighting skills.
They do have one advantage though: they're pretty damn fast.
They've lured Little Red Riding Hood into a rocky area mostly clear of highly flammable things such as trees and are now using their speed to dodge it's fire attacks. With a sudden leap, they pulse their jump jets to lift them to the air before they cut them and plunge, driving their pointed feet into its back.
The creature screams and swipes at them.
They get ready to fire their jump jets and blast it with their own flame-
The hit connects.
The power supply for their suit briefly cuts out.)
Fuck! (It's a horrible, mechanical sounding noise more than an actual word.
The next hit sends them flying, and they land on the ground in a heap.)
Pegasus Problems
(And for a non villain option...
Apparently, "Chris can talk to animals" is beginning to become enough of a known thing that they've been asked to help out training animals to pull sleds. Or sleighs. Whatever.
They've been given a Pegasus stallion to work with, a young temperamental thing with a temper fiery enough that the only way Sidestep has been able to get it to do much of anything is via bribing it with copious amounts of treats... and everything it does do it seems absolutely determined to do it's own way.
Right now, they seem to almost be in some kind of argument. Sidestep's got a carrot and is trying to convince the Pegasus to walk on a lead by telling it that they'll give it the carrot if it'll just do this thing for them but the Pegasus wants the carrot now, actually, and is absolutely trying to snatch it out of Sidestep's hand.
"What? No. Come on... can't you just-ack!"
With a gentle--for a given value of gentle--smack of its head and neck the winged horse sends Sidestep tumbling to the ground. Their bag flies open, and all their snacks, both human and horse, scattered across the ground.
The Pegasus is pleased with his work, and begins to munch away on these treats.
Sidestep, meanwhile, is uninjured but opts to remain flopped on the ground, rolling onto their back and staring up at the sky.)
Fuck this.
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I was more thinking that if people find out Paladins are interfering in Corsair business like this there's gonna be trouble.
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[ The whole thing kind of makes him want to roll his eyes, but he doesn't. He has enough self-control not to. ]
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(Some part of them wants to laugh, though they understand the frustration. Either way, if he runs into the wrong person, he's going to cause trouble either for himself or the paladins in general.
Just imagine, him attempting to turn someone in and then arguing against the punishments recommended? True, tying them up and leaving them outside was also a suggestion, but they doubt he'd be alright with giving these miscreants frostbite either.)
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[ Hawks has never encountered this, not really. There's one set of laws in Japan and they all follow them. Anytime he's been outside it was to enforce something he agreed with - so he's not entirely sure what the problem is.
And no, no frostbite. ]
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(They make an exaggerated thoughtful pose, tapping their chin with a long sharp claw.)
But the right Corsair gets the wrong idea and there will be accusations of trying to enforce Paladin laws on us. Unless, of course, others were under the impression that your presence were invited...
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I don't think I can just leave it so people's food gets burnt up. That's who I want to protect.
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The implication was that I would claim to have made the invitation.
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Lead the way.
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(A moments pause, and then they point in a direction.)
My sources indicated there was a barn about a mile that way likely to get hit.
(And sources, they mean they picked up some thoughts inside some heads that suggested the barns in this area were getting targeted tonight, and they know there's a barn over there that seems like a likely target.)