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Post by Night on Nov 16, 2016 21:18:09 GMT -6
[googlefont=Open+Sans|Francois+One|Source+Code+Pro|Montserrat][nospaces] [attr="class","jarnight"] [attr="class","jarnighttitle"] YOU CAN'T RUN, YOU CAN'T HIDE
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[attr="class","jarnighttag"] @ruler
[attr="class","jarnighttag1"] HP 100%Night wandered through the market, eyes scanning over the boards as he checked prices and available weapons. No store currently held what he was looking for, and the few people he'd approached for a commission had declined his wish. Perhaps the ninjato was hard to find, but he absolutely wanted one. He wouldn't settle for anything less. [break][break] His eyes alighted upon a small shop, which had the word "commissions" etched on it. With a shrug, he supposed he'd try again.[break][break] The shopkeep looked young. His age, perhaps. And apparently, he had the proficiency to create a D-rank weapon. He wondered just how much this young fellow had worked to get to such a level. [break][break] He approached the shopkeep and pointed at the sign. "Are you available for commissions currently?" he asked politely, though his tone was monotone and bland.[break][break] [attr="class","jarnightcredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarnight]width:300px;height:400px;background:#313131;border:3px double #919191;padding:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttitle]font-family:Francois One;color:#efefef;text-align:center;font-size:20px;border-bottom:1px solid #efefef;letter-spacing:01px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext]height:350px;overflow:auto;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;color:#fff;background:#414141;padding:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext b]color:#ff0000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightpic]width:100px;height:100px;padding:10px;background:#616161;border:5px double #313131;float:left;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag]width:125px;height:15px;padding:3px;font-size:10px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:center;margin-bottom:3px;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag1]width:100px;font-size:9px;padding:3px;padding-left:5px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightcredit]font-family:Montserrat;font-size:8px;color:#616161[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2016 21:34:46 GMT -6
Ruler liked to believe he'd gotten an eye for his customers. He could tell at a glance if someone wanted an impressive weapon, or would be okay with something simple. With Night, he wasn't so sure of that. The young man looked scraggy. The sort he'd probably avoid if he ever met one on the streets. Ruler felt like it might be a massive pain. What if the guy was one of those otaku, and wanted a painstakingly accurate replica of some obscure anime Ruler'd never seen? "Well... I'm open for reasonable commissions," Ruler said carefully. "So let me hear what you want, and if it's possible I'll do what I can to make it." If he was honest, he wasn't so sure he wanted to make this guy a weapon. But a good blacksmith didn't turn away a customer just because he didn't like the guy's vibes, right? Ruler felt tempted to stop being a good blacksmith, but... he didn't want to find someone's name on the Monument later and realise he refused them a weapon. Weapons saved lives.
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Post by Night on Nov 16, 2016 21:57:29 GMT -6
[googlefont=Open+Sans|Francois+One|Source+Code+Pro|Montserrat][nospaces] [attr="class","jarnight"] [attr="class","jarnighttitle"] YOU CAN'T RUN, YOU CAN'T HIDE
[attr="class","jarnighttext"] [attr="class","jarnightpic"] [attr="class","jarnighttag"] USERNAME: NIGHT
[attr="class","jarnighttag"] @ruler
[attr="class","jarnighttag1"] HP 100%Night paused for a moment after the man had spoken his piece. He wasn't sure if he was offended at the shopkeep's mention of 'reasonable weapon'. Would the Ninjato be too far-fetched? Was it too difficult a wish? Night sincerely hoped not - or else, he'd have to rely on daggers forever. However, he nodded his head at the man's implied question.[break][break] "I'm looking for a ninjato," he said simply. "Would you be able to make one?"[break][break] Night gave a moment's pause before he realized that perhaps, the blacksmith didn't know what a ninjato was. His cheeks tinged in slight pink at the thought. To the shopkeep, he'd probably seem like an extreme otaku and shut-in. With a quick swipe at his hair - oh god, did he have bed hair? He wasn't sure - he quirked an eyebrow.[break][break] "Um, I can explain what a ninjato is if you're unsure," he said politely. [attr="class","jarnightcredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarnight]width:300px;height:400px;background:#313131;border:3px double #919191;padding:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttitle]font-family:Francois One;color:#efefef;text-align:center;font-size:20px;border-bottom:1px solid #efefef;letter-spacing:01px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext]height:350px;overflow:auto;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;color:#fff;background:#414141;padding:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext b]color:#ff0000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightpic]width:100px;height:100px;padding:10px;background:#616161;border:5px double #313131;float:left;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag]width:125px;height:15px;padding:3px;font-size:10px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:center;margin-bottom:3px;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag1]width:100px;font-size:9px;padding:3px;padding-left:5px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightcredit]font-family:Montserrat;font-size:8px;color:#616161[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 8:39:25 GMT -6
Ruler wasn't an expert when it came to swords of all shapes and kinds. If he'd been a more avid gamer, or otaku, he figured he'd have a whole lot more knowledge, but... "Care to run into that explanation then?" the boy asked, frowning. It was probably some kind of ninja weapon going off of the name, but he always thought it was kunai and shuriken that found their way to a ninja's arsenal. Ninjato. It was definitely going to be one of those guys. What if he were an adult chuuni? Ruler promised himself that whatever he'd make, it'd be something dark and brooding, appropriate for a chuuni. Part of him also wanted to make something not quite as serious as his previous crafts. He needed some light-hearted fun. "I can probably make it, but... need directions."
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Post by Night on Nov 17, 2016 10:48:34 GMT -6
[googlefont=Open+Sans|Francois+One|Source+Code+Pro|Montserrat][nospaces] [attr="class","jarnight"] [attr="class","jarnighttitle"] YOU CAN'T RUN, YOU CAN'T HIDE
[attr="class","jarnighttext"] [attr="class","jarnightpic"] [attr="class","jarnighttag"] USERNAME: NIGHT
[attr="class","jarnighttag"] @ruler
[attr="class","jarnighttag1"] HP 100%Night sighed. He'd hoped he wouldn't have to explain. Mainly because that took time and energy, but also because he had a whole schpeal of description for the shopkeep. And he knew it would be boring.[break][break] "The ninjato is a straight blade about the size of a wakizashi. It is one-edged. The hilt has a square-shaped cross guard, and the handle is leather-wrapped. It is a light blade, thus meaning that it can be wielded in one-hand, and it can be used effectively for stabbing as well, as the point is also a part of the blade edge." Night took a deep breath and leaned down to draw a picture in the dirt, his finger tracing through the dust.[break][break] "The scabbard can also be effectively used as a snorkel. The shape of the ninjato is based around a wakizashi, but it is not curved like the wakizashi," he added. After glancing at his drawing for a bit, he looked up at Ruler. "Does that explanation suffice?"[break][break] And truth be told, he'd already cut down on his explanation, giving only the basic points. He supposed that the shopkeep didn't want to listen to trivialities about the blade. [attr="class","jarnightcredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarnight]width:300px;height:400px;background:#313131;border:3px double #919191;padding:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttitle]font-family:Francois One;color:#efefef;text-align:center;font-size:20px;border-bottom:1px solid #efefef;letter-spacing:01px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext]height:350px;overflow:auto;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;color:#fff;background:#414141;padding:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext b]color:#ff0000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightpic]width:100px;height:100px;padding:10px;background:#616161;border:5px double #313131;float:left;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag]width:125px;height:15px;padding:3px;font-size:10px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:center;margin-bottom:3px;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag1]width:100px;font-size:9px;padding:3px;padding-left:5px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightcredit]font-family:Montserrat;font-size:8px;color:#616161[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 11:06:49 GMT -6
Ruler listened with half an ear to the lengthy explanation. He picked up the important bits from the other, though: shortsword, but Japanese. That wouldn't be too terribly difficult. The thing was that the guy had skipped over the most important piece of explanation, and then had failed to provide the most important facet of a craft request. Ruler shook his head. "Yeah, sounds fine, but you're going to have to tell me what material you want me to use, and then gimme mats. Copper and Iron are your best bet, and iron's the strongest of those two." He held up a hand. "Gimme ten of either and I'll forge you a sword right here and now." He was going to make it black. Because this dude really seemed like the sort who'd appreciate a pitch-black blade.
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Post by Night on Nov 17, 2016 11:29:28 GMT -6
[googlefont=Open+Sans|Francois+One|Source+Code+Pro|Montserrat][nospaces] [attr="class","jarnight"] [attr="class","jarnighttitle"] YOU CAN'T RUN, YOU CAN'T HIDE
[attr="class","jarnighttext"] [attr="class","jarnightpic"] [attr="class","jarnighttag"] USERNAME: NIGHT
[attr="class","jarnighttag"] @ruler
[attr="class","jarnighttag1"] HP 100%The black-haired player finished his tirade and drawing in the dirt, looking rather pleased with himself. He supposed this was why he was a hikkikomori - cooped up in a room, eating unhealthy instant noodles and ramen, playing games for weeks on end, and most of all, learning useless information that, until now, had never been applied to real life. [break][break] The ghost of a smile formed on his lips. He wondered how he'd be doing if he hadn't become one of japan's shut-in gamers.[break][break] Night's cheeks reddened slightly as Ruler reminded him that he'd neglected to mention the materials. He opened up his inventory window, quickly making a trade transaction.[break][break] "I have ten iron ore. I'll send it to you now." Night tapped the user interface to create a trade transaction before he paused. "Um, I'll need your name."[attr="class","jarnightcredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarnight]width:300px;height:400px;background:#313131;border:3px double #919191;padding:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttitle]font-family:Francois One;color:#efefef;text-align:center;font-size:20px;border-bottom:1px solid #efefef;letter-spacing:01px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext]height:350px;overflow:auto;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;color:#fff;background:#414141;padding:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext b]color:#ff0000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightpic]width:100px;height:100px;padding:10px;background:#616161;border:5px double #313131;float:left;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag]width:125px;height:15px;padding:3px;font-size:10px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:center;margin-bottom:3px;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttag1]width:100px;font-size:9px;padding:3px;padding-left:5px;background:#818181;font-family:Source Code Pro;float:right;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;border-left:5px solid #c1c1c1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#313131[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnighttext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#717171[/newclass] [newclass=.jarnightcredit]font-family:Montserrat;font-size:8px;color:#616161[/newclass]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2016 12:40:46 GMT -6
The boy pointed to the sign beside him. 'Ruler's Weapon Crafts', it said. He then thumbed his chest. "I'm Ruler," the boy clarified, awaiting the trade request. The idea for the weapon was already clearly in his mind. At D-Rank, he'd be able to make that idea a little cooler. F-Rank weapons felt the most limiting, after all. If he etched an 'R' onto the butt of the weapon, Ruler was also sure he could keep his trademark on. Then people'd definitely be able to tell his weapons at a glance. He wondered if it was a good idea to keep doing that. The requests he received were slowly but surely taking up significant amounts of his time. He wouldn't have time to explore the labyrinth, but... "Honestly, there's others who're keen on that," the boy mumbled unintentionally.
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