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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 22:30:25 GMT -6
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s they walked through the forest, Prince's face grew a bright red. She was in front of Marth now, thankfully. So he couldn't see the blush. Why did she say that stuff? Yes, everyone was adjusting, but was it really her place to say it? She had no idea what he had seen or been through during the past week. Prince wanted the earth to open up beneath her and swallow her whole. How could she be so careless? [break][break] The blond girl kept quiet as she stared ahead. Tears were forming in her eyes. He probably thought she was weird or something. After all, Prince had basically been making an excuse for everyone else and their actions. Would he think she was the kind of girl who just spoke for others without being asked to. [break][break] As they walked through the forest, Prince spoke softly. [break][break] "E...erm... but yeah... I'm not upset or anything... a..and there's an easy quest around here in the forest if you want to go do it..."[break][break] Yes distract from embarrassing moments with quests.[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 14, 2016 0:13:10 GMT -6
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The view from the summit of the mountain was breathtaking. He could see the entirety of the First Floor spread out before him. But it wasn't the view that stuck with him once the pair left the mountain. Rather, it was Prince's words circulating in his mind on loop. He knew that it would take a lot to adjust from one way of life to another but it wasn't something that they had to go through alone. Paxilon's face and his voice were a mocking reminder that even the strongest people could fall victim to their emotions if left unchecked. For a moment, Marth wondered whether or not he should tell her or keep it to himself. After they passed by the NPC, and walked into the lush green wilderness, he was sure that they would part ways. Probably for the best.He didn't want to make her cry or any more uncomfortable around him then they already were. Opening his mouth to say something, he was caught off guard when she spoke first. Mild shock crossed his features and it melted into confusion. " You still want to be around me?" She wasn't facing him or speaking to him directly. The slight stammer was back but an effort had been made. The corner of his lips tilted upwards in appreciation for the effort and he smiled. " I was wrong earlier, you're one of the nicest people I've ever met." Thanks Alice.He walked forward to fall in step next to her. " Another quest sounds fine. I need to gain experience somehow and I'd feel better if I wasn't by myself." Looking to the item that they had been given, he equipped his already and it was a beautiful feather. He wondered what bird it would have come from but there wasn't any way that he could fact check inside of the game unless he encountered it.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 14, 2016 1:10:59 GMT -6
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rince tilted her head, blinking as he spoke. She blinked quietly for a few moments. Why... wouldn't she want to be around him? They needed people to survive in this game. It was an MMO. It was made to be played with other people... That was why Prince had gotten the game to begin with. She wanted to try making friends. Prince shifted her gaze up as she spoke quietly. ”Erm... why wouldn't I.. want to be around you?” she asked softly. [break][break] When the words of her being super nice escaped his lips, her face's pink levels spiked into the red. Prince reached up to tug on the edges of her hood, once more trying to hide the blushing before turning to walk into the forest. She gestured for Marth to follow her with a wave. [break][break] ”Follow me. The NPC is in the woods this way... erm it's a woman. The quest says she's lost and needs to be escorted back to town... avoid dense brush though... that's where the Nepents hide. Otherwise... it's an easy quest.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 14, 2016 1:30:50 GMT -6
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Marth smiled slightly and let her take the lead. It wasn't as awkward as before and he resisted the urge to laugh, although a relieved chuckle slipped through. Maybe this was how it was making friends with other people online. You think about what to say and figure out where to go from there. Nonetheless, he fell in step with her after letting a bit of distance come between them. As she told him about the quest, a word caught his attention firmly. " Nepents?" He remembered talk about them from the information guide. They were nasty creatures and a bit of a nightmare for schoolgirls. But he wouldn't bring up the last part to Prince. That wouldn't help their current situation at all. " Aren't they monsters that use their tendrils to grab you?" Long-range versus close-range, it wasn't going to be much of a match if they were grabbed and thrown or restrained. " Neither of us have weapons that work from long-range so we'll have to be careful." Marth wondered if he was saying it more so for her sake or his own. He wasn't going to try and take as many risks this time. A slight downturn of his lips followed as he thought back to the pigs and Paxilon. Prince already seemed shy enough. She didn't need him making it any worse.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 14, 2016 1:43:46 GMT -6
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rince nodded softly as he spoke about the nepents. They were nasty nightmares for school girls- and school boys! And guess what! Prince and Marth were both those things respectively. If they ran into nepents, fun times were assured. ”Yeah... they're easy enough to avoid if we don't go near the thick brush...” she spoke softly with a nod. [break][break] As they walked and Marth kept talking, Prince reached to pull open her menu. After fiddling with it for a bit, a two handed spear taller than Prince would appear in front of her. She held it tightly and looked over her shoulder, her face red as her eyes shifted to the side. ”Erm... if we run into one... I'll fight it,” she mumbled gently before turning to face ahead. [break][break] After a few moments, the sound of sobbing could be heard. ”That's the NPC.” Prince turned to begin trudging through the forest to the location of the NPC. When she got there, Prince stepped forward, triggering the quest to begin as the NPC began her usual dialogue for the party.[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 14, 2016 2:35:54 GMT -6
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Marth barely noticed Prince's movements as she drew her weapon and presented it to him. For such a small girl, one would believe that she was too dainty to wield something as fearsome as a spear. The awe that crossed Marth's face distracted him slightly from her reddened face. Bewilderment crossed his features and he rubbed the back of his head with slight laughter. She was really different than what he'd expect at first glance. Whether that was a good thing or bad would take time to tell and he wasn't going to make a decision now. " You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" He pulled his sword from its sheath. Staring at the blade and his reflection in it, he remembered polishing it day and night methodically. The weight of it in his hands was something that he grew accustomed to and after practicing, it had become an extension of his body. But his left hand felt empty and he flexed his fingers a few times as though reaching for something that was there. The memory of Paxilon and how he fought with the spear in his hand crossed Marth's mind. He wanted to do the same but it would take time before he could wield a round shield in the way that he wanted. Patience is a virtue.His grandfather's words rang true in his mind and he barely listened to the dialogue that the NPC spoke. His gaze instead trained on the underbrush and their immediate surroundings. " Do you know how far it is to the destination?"
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 14, 2016 2:54:25 GMT -6
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...erm I just... I erm....”[break][break] She stammered quietly as he told her she was full of surprised. Her turquoise eyes shifted quietly as she reached up to nervously tug on her wavy blond hair. ”I guess...” That's what she settled on in response to being told she was pull of surprises. Prince didn't know how else to respond. Was it a compliment or an insult? Did it really matter at the end of the day? Probably not... Still, it felt like praise. So as she kept her face turned from him, a soft smile crept across her lips. [break][break] Prince looked towards the direction of Horunka quietly before glancing back to Marth. She reached up to pull down her hood, not as embarrassed anymore. ”Erm, it's a twenty minute walk or so in that direction,” she explained softly as she glanced back to the direction of the village. [break][break] "It's one of the two easy E Rank quests..."[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 14, 2016 3:01:23 GMT -6
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Marth was caught off guard. It was brief but he thought that he saw her smile. His lips quirked upwards into a smile of his own and his hand raised to rub the back of his neck out of habit. This felt a little nice if not still a bit awkward. But there were other things to be done rather than basking in the moment of a little friendliness. He looked in the direction that she pointed and started walking. " I'll lead this time if you don't mind." He turned back to address her only to be caught off guard as he noticed her lower her hood. He hadn't been looking at her too closely before. It didn't really occur to him but her eyes were really green. A very pretty shade of green. Without thinking, his mouth moved on its on. " By the way, I'm glad that you took your hood down." He said. " You're really pretty." The NPC looked between them and Marth noticed that he must have been staring. Pink dusted across his cheeks and he whistled low, looking the other way. Walking forward with his sword in hand and the other hanging at his side, he cursed himself somewhat. Never get swept in by a pretty face. " Well, time to get a move on." The NPC followed behind the young man who was kicking himself for the momentary blunder.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 14, 2016 23:22:59 GMT -6
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hen he mentioned wanting to lead, she blinked. Prince tilted her head with pursed brows. Was that really okay? She was better equipped than him... Still, she bit down on her lower lip and nodded softly before letting him walk in front of her. Prince shifted her eyes to the side quietly, avoiding eye contact once more while also scanning for anything suspicious in their surroundings. [break][break] The moment he called her pretty, her eyes widened before shooting down to look directly at the floor. The near constant blush had begun to fade, but now it was back at full blast. Did he just call her pretty? Prince had been complimented on her looks before, but usually it was about her looking unique or foreign. She wasn't sure how to respond, so the girl kept quietly shuffling behind Marth. [break][break] ”R...Right... y...yeah...”[break][break] Prince gulped as she shuffled before glancing to the NPC and following him. [break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 15, 2016 2:23:18 GMT -6
[attr="class","pricklebear1"] | 120/120 HP | STR 0 | DEX 0(+5) | CON 4 |
The trek continued on in a bit of silence but it wasn't suffocating at least to Marth. This time, it felt rather nice and he didn't want to ruin it with another misstep. Staring straight ahead was what he tried to do but he couldn't help but steal small glances at the girl behind him. She really was pretty, he concluded, although his mind told him that he knew that already. An above average girl who was strong to boot and wasn't afraid of him for reasons that he could understand if they were in the real world. Part of the reason that he was grateful for the change in his last name was the slight disconnection from the main branch of his family but it still looped around when his family's adversaries learned of his first name. The infamous Shingen.His grandfather wore it with pride but Marth wasn't sure how to feel. There were so many things that he didn't understand and most of it happened before he was even born. Everyone is just adjusting.What did he know about what they were going through or what they felt besides what he was told? He couldn't understand what he didn't know. But that wasn't her fault and he couldn't blame her. She just made me more aware.If anything, he could thank her for that and hope that this mission was a success and less strange. Marth heard a slight rustling in the bushes nearest to them and the NPC tensed up before looking in the same direction that his head turned. His eyes flickered from the shaking young woman to the bushes and in a burst of movement, everything seemed to set into motion. The NPC fled away from the fighting as a nepent surged forward to grab the young warrior with its tendril. Marth drew his sword and slashed through its tendril, feeling himself being slightly thrown off balance. His eyes widened as another tendril shot out to grab him.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 15, 2016 2:53:51 GMT -6
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rince's eyes fluttered shut for a brief moment as they walked. They had both quieted down, so that was good. The fluttering in her chest seemed to be growing still. The sounds of birds chirping in the forest that surrounded them helped Prince calm herself. She took in a deep breath before releasing it and opening her eyes quietly. Her gaze shifted up to look at Marth's back. She hadn't noticed how broad his shoulders were before... [break][break] Her face turned pink once more, but this time it was a soft fading pink that danced across her cheeks. Was... this kind of like a date? She had never really been alone with a boy her age like this. Prince glanced down and shook her head, trying to shake some sense into it. It was weird that she was thinking about that. This was life and death. She had to focus. [break][break] Just when the thought of focusing flickered across her mind, the sound of rustling bushes reached her ears. When the NPC fled and the tendrils rushed out of the bushes, Prince gripped her spear tightly. Her face turned pale as tears built up in the corners of her eyes. She hated fighting. She hated violence. Prince squeezed her eyes shut before rushing forward. [break][break] Just let the game do the action. It's your character not you.[break][break] Her Spear whacked against the tendril that was reaching to grab Marth, swinging it in an upper arch. Then, in a fluid motion, she brought it back down to violently slam it into the tendril. The tendril pulled back as their combined attacks seemed to take out at least half of the Nepent's HP. Prince's shoulders and hands trembled as she tightly gripped the spear's pole. Tears were building up in the corner of her eyes as she shakily spoke while keeping an eye on the Nepent. [break][break] ”A...Are you o... okay?”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 15, 2016 4:46:09 GMT -6
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It hurt to feel the tendril slice through his side and he grumbled at the feeling. A thin red line was present against his side reminding him of attacking the pigs in his first mission. Kayaba really was a sadist. Person or beast, they would bleed the same, and such a morbid thought would cause anyone to fall into despair. Marth grumbled and stood to his feet only to find that Prince had already taken action. He opened his mouth to thank her or at least say that he was alright. She's going to cry.His words fell short and the tears at the corners of her eyes chilled him to the bone. His mother always told him that a man who made women cry were the worst. And even if his grandfather was a bit of a amoral man, he'd never do something like that. Steeling his resolve, Marth drew his sword back and charged a sword art. The weapon glowed a fluorescent green. " Don't worry, I'm alright." He tried to keep his voice light and free of the irritation that he felt. If he kept his thoughts on the battle rather than focusing on her or his family, he'd have seen it coming. But what was done was done. Marth shot forward and swung his sword down in an arc causing the nepent to squeal and recoil. Turning on his heel, he slashed through again. She'd finish it off, he was sure of it but he didn't want to look at her face right now. So much for less awkward.Calling out to the NPC, he motioned for her to follow him.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 15, 2016 22:17:37 GMT -6
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ears dripped down Prince's eyes as she watched Marth attack the Nepent. She kept her grip around her spear tight before biting down on her lower lip. Prince wasn't going to take any chances. She took in a deep breath and squeezed her eyes shut before bringing the spear up and slashing down on the Nepent horizontally after Marth struck. Her Sword Art activated, and the tip of her spear sliced through the Nepent. A trail of red data followed her blade before the vine themed monster erupted into an explosion of rainbow colored data particles. [break][break] Prince let out a shaky breath before reaching up to wipe at her eyes. When Math spoke, she turned and smiled weakly through her tears. She didn't want him to worry that he had done anything like earlier... ”N... No... I just... everything is... terrifying... and I'm not... very brave," she explained softly before moving to walk with the NPC once more.[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 15, 2016 22:50:19 GMT -6
[attr="class","pricklebear1"] | 125/125 HP | STR 0 | DEX 0(+5) | CON 5 |
Marth glanced back at her and frowned a little. He didn't want her to cry but it made him feel better that it wasn't his fault. However, his fingers twitched slightly out of reflex and wanting to reach for someone else. Just as he did in the real world when his mother was distressed or his grandfather was acting a bit out of character. Placing his hand on someone's shoulder or patting their back, showing them that someone was there, that it was okay. It was reassuring. Hesitating slightly, he slowed his pace to walk alongside her. Tentatively reaching out to touch her hand with his own, he smiled a little. " You fought even though you were afraid," he said. " If that's not brave then I don't know what is." His fingers fell away from her own and he inclined his head with a broad smile. Sheathing his sword and crossing his arms behind his head, his gaze flicked forward to the path ahead of them. " And if it makes you feel any better, I'll tell you a little secret." Something that he wouldn't admit to his family and probably didn't want to acknowledge himself without a bit of help. " I'm scared too." With that, Marth gave her another smile which he hoped was reassuring and walked ahead. " We should be there soon."
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 16, 2016 0:43:07 GMT -6
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s Marth moved to walk besides her, she glanced down quietly. Once again, Prince wasn't use to being around boys. She had always been surrounded by girls. Boys never really approached her in class. Either because of all the girls around her or because of the rumors that she didn't even speak Japanese. Her eyes shifted up quietly, eyeing the canopy above them. Behind them, the NPC could be heard following them and mumbling the occasional quest dialogue. [break][break] When Marth reached to touch her hand, her hand instinctively flinched, pulling back ever so slightly. The sensation of someone else's hand on her own felt oddly alien. It felt intimate but it didnt sound like that. Still, Prince glanced away, her cheeks burning red as she could still feel the warmth of where his hand touched her own after he pulled away. Why did Kayaba have to add in something like that... [break][break] ”Th... thank you... it does... erm it does make me feel better,” she stammered softly before glancing at him with a weak smile. When he mentioned they were close, she nodded gently. [break][break] "Alright..."[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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