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Momo's Workshop(#1445R)
Wow, you haven't seen this much junk in one place since the last demolition
derby you went to. Quite impressive, actually... large sheets of metal lying
hither and yon, gears piled higher then the average person, dozens of coils of
wire... quite astounding. As you work your way through the room, you also
notice useful things, like various tools, books, scattered notes, and completed
or near-completed devices.
As you scan further, you realize there's even things like furniture in here!
Waist-high shelves line two walls, and tall cabinets line another. You almost
missed the shelves, as there is hardly a square inch of bare space on them;
they are completely covered in small devices and scattered notes.
[Exits : Ladder to (r)oof, and (F)ront room ]
[Players : Honey(#2042XZ)(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
Honey wakes up.
No one that you are watching for is online.
+ph
Player Hammer v1.1a editing Momo
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Age: None of your business |Alias:
Align: To anything with moving ...|Ask: %N asks, "%m"
Class: Inventor |Exclaim: %N exclaims, "%m"
--Stealth is Off-- |Say: %n says, "%m"
Series: Breath of Fire III |Sex: Female
Species: Why do you ask? |Status: Curious
Portrait URL: http://www.rpgamer.com/bof3/graphics/people/bof3momo...
E-Mail:
Hompage URL:
ICQ:
Shortdesc: Brilliant. Nearsighted. Fond of Overkill.
Miscellaneous: *KABOOM* *cough* "Oh! Of course! The beta conduit should've been
attached to the delta input! How silly of me! Ryu, could you fetch me my
pliers? Ryu? Oh, alright, you can extinguish yourself first."
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(1)Age, (2)Alias, (3)Align, (4)Ask, (5)Portrait, (6)Class, (7)E-Mail,
(8)Exclaim, (9)ICQ, (0)Homepage, (A)LookNotify, (B)Misc., (C)Say,
(D)Series, (E)Sex, (F)Shortdesc, (G)Species, (H)Status, (I)Stealthy
(X), or (EXIT) to quit. (?) for help. (P) for proplist.
(R) or (RELIST) for screen refresh.
>>Option:
7
New Public E-Mail Address?
[NOTE: This is not required.]
[It is suggested you make this a 'public' address, instead of private.]
('.' to keep old.)
wasyuu@mad.scientist.com (No, really)
>>Option:
.end
New Series? ('.' to keep old.)
.
>>Option:
r
Player Hammer v1.1a editing Momo
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Age: None of your business |Alias:
Align: To anything with moving ...|Ask: %N asks, "%m"
Class: Inventor |Exclaim: %N exclaims, "%m"
--Stealth is Off-- |Say: %n says, "%m"
Series: Breath of Fire III |Sex: Female
Species: Why do you ask? |Status: Curious
Portrait URL: http://www.rpgamer.com/bof3/graphics/people/bof3momo...
E-Mail: wasyuu@mad.scientist.com (No, really)
Hompage URL:
ICQ:
Shortdesc: Brilliant. Nearsighted. Fond of Overkill.
Miscellaneous: *KABOOM* *cough* "Oh! Of course! The beta conduit should've been
attached to the delta input! How silly of me! Ryu, could you fetch me my
pliers? Ryu? Oh, alright, you can extinguish yourself first."
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(1)Age, (2)Alias, (3)Align, (4)Ask, (5)Portrait, (6)Class, (7)E-Mail,
(8)Exclaim, (9)ICQ, (0)Homepage, (A)LookNotify, (B)Misc., (C)Say,
(D)Series, (E)Sex, (F)Shortdesc, (G)Species, (H)Status, (I)Stealthy
(X), or (EXIT) to quit. (?) for help. (P) for proplist.
(R) or (RELIST) for screen refresh.
>>Option:
x
>>Done.
finger me
Momo (Alias: None) Curious
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Sex: Female
Species: Why do you ask?
Series: Breath of Fire III
Age: None of your business
Class: Inventor
Align: To anything with moving parts ^_^
==========================
Public E-mail: wasyuu@mad.scientist.com (No, really)
Homepage URL:
Portrait URL: http://www.rpgamer.com/bof3/graphics/people/bof3momo.gif
ICQ User #:
==========================
Currently connected.
No mail waiting.
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Short description: Brilliant. Nearsighted. Fond of Overkill.
Miscellaneous: *KABOOM* *cough* "Oh! Of course! The beta conduit should've been
attached to the delta input! How silly of me! Ryu, could you fetch me my
pliers? Ryu? Oh, alright, you can extinguish yourself first."
In a page-pose to you, Corona chuckles at your aligment. I have moving parts.
^^ OOC
page corona=:hmms o.o "Stand still..." ^_^
You page-pose, "Momo hmms o.o "Stand still..." ^_^" to Corona
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Uriel]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|City Square: Fountain | Pikachu, Seventeen
|Midgaard City Hall | Corona, Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Leviathan
|Thor Boulevard [400] | Lyrae
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 12 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
city
Honey> Momo has left.
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Things : Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
read
1) Janus 6 weeks ago -- *NEWS* Sensou Enterprises (c/o Lyrae and Janus Sensou)
2) Janus 6 weeks ago -- Sensou Enterprises: Now Hiring!
3) Janus 5 weeks ago -- Yesterday's News Report
4) Janus 5 weeks ago -- NEWS: CRIMINAL CAPTURED THEN ESCAPED
5) Lyrae 4 weeks ago -- 9/8/98 : Press Conference at Sensou Enterprises,
article by Mint E. Fresh
6) Lyrae 4 weeks ago -- 9/8/98 : Press Conference at Sensou Enterprises,
(cont'd)
7) Lyrae 4 weeks ago -- 9/9/98: Late Night Explosion, article by Mint E. Fresh
8) Lyrae 4 weeks ago -- 9/10/98: Interview with Sensou Lyrae, article by Mint
E. Fresh
9) Lyrae 4 weeks ago -- 9/10/98: Interview with Sensou Lyrae, (cont'd)
10) Keiko 2 weeks ago -- Come see the wondeful, the amazing, the mighty Keiko
no Nekochan!
11) Keiko Last week -- 11
12) Vega Last week -- TRAINING OFFERED
13) Ginsu_Kataki Last week -- NEWS: SENSOU ENTERPRISES PRESIDENTIAL CHANGE
14) Ginsu_Kataki Last week -- NEWS: OFFICIALLY ANNOUNCED NEW SECURITY DIVISION
15) Harken 6 days ago -- Today's paper: Special Meteorological Report, page D-9
Use 'read 'to list a message. Use 'read ' to list
messages with a keyword. (ie. art, building, personal, recent, new, etc)
Done.
home
There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
Momo's Workshop(#1445R)
Wow, you haven't seen this much junk in one place since the last demolition
derby you went to. Quite impressive, actually... large sheets of metal lying
hither and yon, gears piled higher then the average person, dozens of coils of
wire... quite astounding. As you work your way through the room, you also
notice useful things, like various tools, books, scattered notes, and completed
or near-completed devices.
As you scan further, you realize there's even things like furniture in here!
Waist-high shelves line two walls, and tall cabinets line another. You almost
missed the shelves, as there is hardly a square inch of bare space on them;
they are completely covered in small devices and scattered notes.
[Exits : Ladder to (r)oof, and (F)ront room ]
[Players : Honey(#2042XZ)(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
In a page-pose to you, Corona chuckles.
In a page-pose to you, Corona is a synthetic, silicon and metal-based organism
called a 'Golem' after the stone beings of legend. ^^
page corona=Excellent! I'll have to take you apart to study, don't worry, ti
won't hurt me one bit...
You page, "Excellent! I'll have to take you apart to study, don't worry, ti
won't hurt me one bit..." to Corona.
In a page-pose to you, Corona LOL...
In a page-pose to you, Corona checks out your pic. "Wow, you're pretty neat
looking! Geez, I have to get off my butt and draw myself. ^^"
page corona=I didn't draw it, bit it is nice ^_^
You page, "I didn't draw it, bit it is nice ^_^" to Corona.
l me
Momo(#1436PB$)
-=-=- Professor Momo -=-=-
Oh my! You are truly in the presence of genius - she says so herself! A healthy
girl, perhaps midway into her twenties, Momo stands around 5'10", and of trim,
if not completely in shape, build. As you focus closer you see her pale skin
and red eyes, seemingly cute, rather than ominous. Her knee-length strawberry
blond hair is tied into two braids which cascade down her back; her long,
rabbit-like ears stick out of some passing locks. She isn't exactly beautiful,
though she straddles the 'cute' line, with the spectacles perched on her nose
completing the image.
The clothing she wears is rather simple in design, if bright in color. The main
piece is an ornate scholar's robe of a cyan hue loosely draped over her form,
concealing any curves her body might possess. It's hems are trimmed with white
decorations, and the shawl around her neck is tied with a red ribbon. Pink
bloomers and some simple leather boots complete her lower dress, while a cyan
mortarboard is perched delicately on her head.
Carrying: (Currency: 550 pesos)
Cannon(#1437), and Midgaard City Map(#1440)
*** Momo just looked at you ***
In a page-pose to you, Corona is an aspiring comic book artist RL. ^^
page corona=Gotcha
You page, "Gotcha" to Corona.
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Uriel], [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|City Square | Lyrae
|City Square: Fountain | Pikachu, Seventeen
|Midgaard City Hall | Corona, Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Leviathan
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 13 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|Living Room | Lyrae
|Midgaard City Hall | Corona, Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Leviathan
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 10 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|City Square | Corona, [Uriel], [Bael]
|Living Room | Lyrae
|Midgaard City Hall | Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Leviathan
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 12 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|City Square | Corona, [Uriel], [Bael]
|Living Room | Lyrae
|Midgaard City Hall | Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Deis, Leviathan
|Twinkie Cage | Luna
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 14 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|City Square | Luna, [Uriel], [Bael], Corona
|Midgaard City Hall | Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Deis, Leviathan
|Second Floor Hallway | Lyrae
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 14 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Abbatoir (Laboratory) | Alhazad, [Callan]
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|Ante-chapel | Asellus
|City Square | Luna, [Uriel], [Bael]
|Library | Lyrae
|Midgaard City Hall | Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Raccoon City Police Department | Deis, Leviathan
|Tenou Manor-Haruka's bedroom | Haruka
|The Son House | Gokou
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 16 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
cafe
Honey> Momo has left.
Main Room
This is a sizable and comfy room of a relatively small cafe on the corner of
Thor East and Tyr. Tables are lined about neatly in an L coordination about a
likely L-shaped counter, where foot stools are placed for extra seating.
Behind the counter, a large cutout in the wall allows communication between the
registreers and the cooks, and the waitress or waiter on duty moves back and
forth from this room to the kitchen through a wooden door placed to the side of
it. Set into the northeastern corner, are two public payphones, the restrooms,
and some stairs, apparently leading up to an apartment above. There is little
to know decoration of the mostly wood-furnished structure, and what there is
seems to be following a 50s theme. With a few nostalgic objects of yore, most
notably a jukebox. (Use 'menu' and 'order' to order things.)
[Exits : (O)ut ]
[Sleepers: Goten, Katsuo, Usagi, and Melissa ]
[Things : None ]
Intersection: Thor/Tyr
This intersection is relatively nice, if not for the lingering darkness to the
west on Thor Street. Luckily, all the streetlamps here are replaced
regularly..any graffiti is cleaned up almost immediately..and a neighbourhood
police patrol keeps an eye out for any shifty and suspicious types wandering
about. To the east, Thor Boulevard is a much more lively and light
place..housing many people in small housing complexes, and a few larger,
upper-middle class homes. To the South, Tyr Road continues in that direction,
with a mixture of hotels and apartment buildings. To the north, it seems to
disperse at an obscure point..though a few eateries catering to myriad tastes
can be seen.
[Exits : (C)orner Cafe, (E)ast, (N)orth, (S)outh, and (W)est ]
[Sleepers: Pink, Soreth, and Toma ]
[Things : None ]
You depart to the south.
Tyr Road [200](#228RL)
The 200 block of Tyr Road is almost exclusively fancy hotels and high-rise
apartment buildings. Available in a wide range of designs, from the mundane
box-shape, to more architecturally enthralling towers such as 'The Obelisk'.
Housing this close to the middle of everything isn't cheap, but it isn't as
expensive as owning your own home farther out to the east, either. The area is
also clean..and a few commercial buildings are scattered about..though they're
rather limited.
[Exits : Obelisk (A)partments, (N)orth, and (S)outh ]
[Sleepers: Keiichi ]
[Things : None ]
You depart to the south.
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Players : Corona, Luna, Uriel(Pup), and Bael(Pup) ]
[Things : Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
:strolls in, rather casually mind you, with a huge box in her arms
Momo strolls in, rather casually mind you, with a huge box in her arms
*** Uriel just looked at you ***
Uriel
Your attention is drawn unwillingly to a young... lady... who has no
intention of being overlooked. Or so you gather, from the bright
streaks of purple, pink, and green in her tawny hair. If the parts of
her that are covered have as many body piercings as the parts of her
than are uncovered, then she probably sets off metal detectors for
miles around. A battered black leather jacket spends its time either
draped over her shoulder or worn over her hole-ridden Metallica T-
shirt, which has been hacked off high in the front so that she can
display her navel ring. Fingerless biker gloves protect her hands, and
she wears a pair of ragged blue jeans with the knees worn out,
liberally covered with their very own graffiti in the form of pictures,
runes, and four-letter words.
Carrying:
ex uriel
Owner: Harken
Bael stands next to Uriel, the pair exchanging whispers and fixating their
attention largely upon Corona.
Bael
Tall, but somehow seeming taller than he truly is, this man stands rougly four
inches shy of seven feet, proportioned along lean but powerful lines, a little
on the lanky side. Broad shoulders taper toward a narrow waist, with long, well
muscled arms and legs. His skin tone is slightly at odds with human norm, being
a pale hue shaded in faint purple. He looks healthy in spite of his pallor, his
skin more like polished marble than pasty flesh. His face is youthful, even
beautiful in an unearthly fashion, his features sharply defined by the play of
light on his porcelain skin. His expression, midway between brooding and
mirthful, is made all the more alien by the luminous quality of his purple
eyes. His hair follows the purple-white trend, silky locks cut short on top, a
wavy halo, while a long 'tail' from the back flows down to mid-thigh, tighly
wrapped in a red leather cord.
Garbed in angelic white and gold, his choice of attire maintains practicality
of form while conforming to a refined, if slightly martial aesthetic appeal. A
bulky white leather jacket adorned with gold buckles and snaps hangs partly
open over a loose-fitting grey shirt whose neckline leaves much of the firm
expanse of his chest and shoudlers bare. The jacket is held in place by a row
of leather belts around his waist, buckled tighly over a pair of form-fitting
white pants that sheath the muscles of his lower body and conform almost
perfectly to the shape of his legs. Calf-high boots of supple white leather,
held snug by thin belts with golden buckles, protect his feet and ankles from
the hazards of the ground beneath them. His arms are bare only from mid-bicep
to just past his elbow, his forearms encased in metallic sleeves of golden hue
that terminate just above his knuckles with an opening for his thumb.
Carrying:
Corona
Before you is a tall figure shrouded in a long, dull-gray cloak made
from rough-woven fiber that almost looks like burlap. It's covered in a
fine layer of yellowish dust from travel across the sands. The cloak is
partially draped over the shoulder of the being, closing it up.
Under the hood, a few stray hairs fall over the hidden face, raven
black with almost glowing neon orange tips, which cascade over glowing
neon orange eyes. From the shadows there is the hint of a woman's face,
with pale silver skin, and a strange red mark across her forehead, like
a crescent moon with a tiny red drop in the inner curve.
Carrying:
Solare Whip, Desert Cloak, and Midgaard City Map
:looks around . o O ( Ack! I've gotten lost again, where is... ) She blinks.
"Oh, hello again Miss Luna!
Momo looks around . o O ( Ack! I've gotten lost again, where is... ) She
blinks. "Oh, hello again Miss Luna!"
op pokes the idler. Never mind
Momo (OOC) pokes the idler. Never mind
Corona (OOC) is typing a large page. ^^
:sets the box down, exhaling -.-;
Momo sets the box down, exhaling -.-;
Corona looks at the huge box, raising a delicate eyebrow.
spoof It looks like a big cardboard box. Oddly enough.
It looks like a big cardboard box. Oddly enough.
Bael (OOC) scrolls up, gets his stuff together, and continues what he was doing
before we took a time-out for some OOC clarifications.
op Oh?
Momo (OOC) Oh?
Uriel jerks her head in Corona's direction, and seems to ask Bael a question in
a low, muttered voice.
Corona (OOC) takes a short amount of time to write up a non-shrouded desc. ^^
Bael (OOC) waits for Corona to finish. :)
Bael tilts his head to whisper to Uriel, and then nods, stepping to the side a
fraction and assuming a ready stance.
Corona (OOC) can still RP. I type this up on notepad. ^^
op Okay, current situation? Not that Momo woul notice anything going on c.c but
it'd be nice for my OOC knowledge ^^;
Momo (OOC) Okay, current situation? Not that Momo woul notice anything going on
c.c but it'd be nice for my OOC knowledge ^^;
Uriel (OOC) and Bael are about to scrap with Corona, basically. ^^;
Bael says, "(OOC) Bael and Uriel want Corona to come with them. Our intention
is to mess around for a little bit and then stop fighting altogether and just
ASK her after we're done having fun."
op Oooh, how naughty of you
Momo (OOC) Oooh, how naughty of you
Uriel flexes her hands, popping several knuckles as she casts a sidelong glance
at Corona, smacking on her gum.
Corona (OOC) hee hees. I still haven't told what the crime I commited to be
sentenced to death was. ^^
op Oh dear, all these miscreants... *pulls out nuclear warhead* Now, don't you
be going around attacking me either -.-
Momo (OOC) Oh dear, all these miscreants... *pulls out nuclear warhead* Now,
don't you be going around attacking me either -.-
Corona (OOC) giggles.
Corona smiles sardonically, watching the pair.
Bael doesn't have anything particularly witty to say except for a single word
"Three!" With that, he launches himself across the city square in a graceful
and decidedly feline lunge, with his right arm crossed over his face and his
left held out as though to attempt a clothesline maneuver aimed at Corona's
neck level.
:wouldn't notice if you dropped a bomb in front of her. She opens the box and
starts sorting through a variety of parts, to make sure she got everything she
was looking for ^_^
Momo wouldn't notice if you dropped a bomb in front of her. She opens the box
and starts sorting through a variety of parts, to make sure she got everything
she was looking for ^_^
Uriel leaps at the same time, her form changing as she parallels the ground
closely in a lightning-fast flight toward Corona's ankles.
Corona stands there, smiling, waiting until the two are just inches from her,
then flashes a bright white bubble of force-energy around herself, waiting for
the two to bounce right off.
ponder Lets see... 100 feet of copper wire, a fvariety of screws, a new
soldiering iron... what all that racket? c.c
Momo . o O ( Lets see... 100 feet of copper wire, a fvariety of screws, a new
soldiering iron... what all that racket? c.c )
Bael does so most satisfactorially, but even makes being deflected look good,
using the rebound as an excuse to execute a three flips before landing on his
feet with his arms outspread. He immediately crouches down and begins to run at
Corona and her bubble, his fingers held together in a tight 'knife-hand'
configuration and his long purple pony tail flapping wildly behind him. He
pulls up just shy of the distance he reached last time before bouncing off, and
attempts to slice, with his bare hand, through the protective barrier.
Corona (OOC) notes the shield is pretty strong... strong enough to deflect a
laser blast... (Can't whisper to a puppet. ^^)
Bael (OOC) is -quite- strong, so there's a chance that he could make a rip in
it. However, since it's not his bubble, it's not for him to say whether he
actually does or not. :)
Corona's shield flickers out quickly, and she raises a hand to block the
incoming swipe with a block.
:looks up from the box for a moment, dismissing the activity as horseplay
before pulling out a notebook and checking an inventory list off.
Momo looks up from the box for a moment, dismissing the activity as horseplay
before pulling out a notebook and checking an inventory list off.
Uriel ricochets off the shield with a screech, its course diverted to one side.
It arches through the air to hover perhaps ten feet in front of Corona, and
abruptly appears to go nova--or so it appears at first. A bright light
(possibly blinding, if you're looking at Uriel when it goes off) radiates from
around the figure, obscuring it in brilliant radiance.
:notices that O.o She looks up, one hand on her hip, another in front of her
eyes. "Excuse me, what are you doing?
Momo notices that O.o She looks up, one hand on her hip, another in front of
her eyes. "Excuse me, what are you doing?"
The knife-edge of Bael's hand makes contact with nothing, while his wrist is
impeded by Corona's block. He quickly withdraws, backpedalling two steps to
resume his ready stance. "Good move."
Corona states quietly, ** I have machine reflexes. **
Bael grins wickedly. "So do we." He glances over to Uriel, watching to see what
her move is going to be.
Corona smiles. ** This should be a fun fight, then. **
Bael says, "I'm glad you feel that way."
:puts both hands on her hips . o O ( How rude of them! The people in this city,
sometimes... Hmmmph!) >.<
Momo puts both hands on her hips . o O ( How rude of them! The people in this
city, sometimes... Hmmmph!) >.<
Uriel's glowing concentrates briefly into a pinpoint of light, which then fires
straight at Corona, a bolt of pure energy. At the last possible moment, though,
the bolt changes its trajectory, dropping downward to explode at her feet. If
Corona is resilient, her footing is likely -not- to be, particularly since the
pavement is more or eless mundane.
Raptor appears suddenly out of nowhere.
Raptor has arrived.
Zabel (OOC) sorries.. he just had to check out Uriel. He's not here. c.c;;
:stands in a huff, hands at her hips, and a big, open cardboard box at her feet
Momo stands in a huff, hands at her hips, and a big, open cardboard box at her
feet
Luna iyaas! "Momo-san!" ^^
Raptor goes home.
Raptor has left.
Luna wavies to her. ^^
op She lives!
Momo (OOC) She lives!
Corona's cloak whips back, as well as her hair, but being as dense as steel,
no, the blast really doesn't effect her.
:picks up the box with an *oof* and walks over to Luna. "Look at this, brawling
in the street, what has this city come to?
Momo picks up the box with an *oof* and walks over to Luna. "Look at this,
brawling in the street, what has this city come to?"
Uriel (OOC) got checked out. Cool. *.*
Corona (OOC) chuckles. Fun isn't it? ^^
Uriel says, "(OOC) She no longer has anything to stand on, though. Big pothole
in the street."
Luna says, "Ei...I don't know. o.o;"
:drops the box, which lands with a *whumCHANG* , causing a few bolts to pop out
and roll away. "Shameless, utterly shameless." -.-
Momo drops the box, which lands with a *whumCHANG* , causing a few bolts to pop
out and roll away. "Shameless, utterly shameless." -.-
Corona rapidly uncurls her whip, lashes out with a fiery CRACK and lassos a
streetlight, swinging to a ledge near the larg pothole.
Corona lands at the edge, and whips back her cloak out of the way.
Corona (OOC) changed descs. ^^
:hums a rapid tune to herself as she reaches behind her, puling forth a large
cannon barrel (!?). She rests the butt of the barrel on the pavement, pointing
it upwards. "I wonder what this is all about?
Momo hums a rapid tune to herself as she reaches behind her, puling forth a
large cannon barrel (!?). She rests the butt of the barrel on the pavement,
pointing it upwards. "I wonder what this is all about?"
Bael hops down into the pothole, and then springs right back out on the other
side a moment later. He stands at the edge, facing Corona. He smiles up at her
and then jumps, one fist pulled back in readiness to aim a devastating punch at
her.
Bael (OOC) kinda threw that one together real quick. Got in a hurry 'cos he
wanted to look at the new desc. :)
l corona
Corona
Stealth. Cunning. Intellegence. These are the words that come to
mind when one gazes upon the shrouded figure of Corona Sunblade. She
stands approximately five and a half feet tall, with a slim, lithe
figure that is well-proportioned with mouthwateringly feminine curves.
She looks like a very tall elven female; her eyes are large and round, her
features delicate and beautiful, and her ears long and pointed,
decorated with small ruby orbs along the outer arch. Her skin is a
liquid silver in color, and shimmers like frost on a winter window.
Her hair is a deep raven black, with bright, almost glowing orange
tips; it flutters wildly about her face, long and silky smooth, most
of it gathered into a long ponytail at her back. Her eyes are a
bizzare color of bright neon orange, slitted like a cats, and laced
throughout with tiny silver circuitry. On the center of her forehead
is a strange red mark, like a crescent moon with a dot in the inner
arch.
Corona wears a dusky desert cloak made of rough gray fibre; this is
swept back around her shoulders and the hood makes a small turtleneck
top around her shoulders, neck and back. A simple taupe long t-shirt covers her
top; a small smooth black cord runs under her large breasts, holding the shirt
down and pulling it tight. You can tell she wears no undergarments below the
shirt. The cord wraps in an X down her back and settles around her hips, the
shirt follows down and makes a long skirt, split up to the hips on either side;
the cord is bound together with a few gold, black and ruby beads. A satechel
sits on her right hip.
A small necklace with the same beads as her hip cord dangles between her
breasts, and a black metal snake curls round her right arm. Black rubber/laytex
gloves and boots cover her limbs up to mid-thigh and upper arms on her, each
slick and shiny. Curled near her hips is her Solare Whip, black handled with a
glowing orange length.
Carrying:
Solare Whip, Desert Cloak, and Midgaard City Map
Corona tugs her whip once, uncoiling it and bringing it back to her side, ready.
Uriel attacks at the same moment as Bael, rising high to drop like a falcon at
Corona's head, lacing its hands together to attempt to smack Corona soundly
over the head.
:keeps humming to herself as she adjusts a few dials on the large cannon. She
looks upwards a second.
Momo keeps humming to herself as she adjusts a few dials on the large cannon.
She looks upwards a second.
Corona sees Uriel comming and throws herself backwards, rolling (or attempting
to roll) out of the way.
Uriel notes Corona's dodge, but chooses not to change trajectory; it simply
folds its wings close to its body and crashes through the ledge like a nail,
tearing a large hole in the concrete. On its way by, however, it pulses
brightly, an attempt to blind or stun Corona.
:holds the top of the barrel in her right hand as she pushes a button on it
with the other. There's a *whump* as the cannon fires, and the whistle of steel
through the air as the shell soars upwards... after about a second of flight,
it explodes in a LOUD, mostly showy explosion that lights up the square. The
wind from the blast kicks up sand and loose papers that litter the area. Momo
dusts herself off, then waves to the trio. "Yes, hello? Hello? Could you please
kill each other somewhere else?
Momo holds the top of the barrel in her right hand as she pushes a button on it
with the other. There's a *whump* as the cannon fires, and the whistle of steel
through the air as the shell soars upwards... after about a second of flight,
it explodes in a LOUD, mostly showy explosion that lights up the square. The
wind from the blast kicks up sand and loose papers that litter the area. Momo
dusts herself off, then waves to the trio. "Yes, hello? Hello? Could you please
kill each other somewhere else?"
l uriel
Uriel
A large sphere of light, perhaps seven feet in diameter, glows so
brightly that it may momentarily dazzle unwary onlookers. Squinting
painfully through the golden haze, only a vague form is visible from
within. Whatever rests within the sphere is supported by a batlike pair
of wings, and looks vaguely human-shaped in silhouette. It's impossible
to tell if the figure within is male or female; the light shines too
brightly.
Carrying:
Uriel (OOC) ROTFL at Momo.
op The people at the hardware store wouldn't sell me HE shells! The nerve! I
have to make them myself. -.-
Momo (OOC) The people at the hardware store wouldn't sell me HE shells! The
nerve! I have to make them myself. -.-
Corona blinks a bit, her eyes turning solid neon orange to shade from the
excessive light.
Bael alights upon the ledge moments after Corona's already rolled back, and
several feet clear of where Uriel plows through it. He glances upward,
distracted by the explosion, and then looks down at Momo as she speaks up. His
reply is, "Kill? Who said anything about killing? We're just having some fun."
At the expense of the city.
Corona states quietly, ** Light is not a problem for me... why do you think I
was named Corona Sunblade?.... **
Kazuma arrives from the east.
Kazuma has arrived.
*** Kazuma goes OOC ***
Kazuma OOC waves, just passing through. :)
:continues dusting herself off. That shell was supposed to go off a hundred
feet higher up! Grrrr! "Well, it does seem to be kind of scaring off the
pedestrians. And the department of public works REALLY doesn't want to patch
the street up every week. I imagine.
Momo continues dusting herself off. That shell was supposed to go off a hundred
feet higher up! Grrrr! "Well, it does seem to be kind of scaring off the
pedestrians. And the department of public works REALLY doesn't want to patch
the street up every week. I imagine."
Corona (OOC) waves!
op Heya
Momo (OOC) Heya
Bael (OOC) waves. :)
Uriel hovers several feet above the ground, and agrees in a voice devoid of
gender, "My brother speaks truly. Let us amuse ourselves. If you are disturbed,
then leave."
Kazuma is off to build! :)
Kazuma leaves west.
Kazuma has left.
:puts her hands on her hips and HMMPHS at you. "How rude.
Momo puts her hands on her hips and HMMPHS at you. "How rude."
Bael seems to miss Momo's words for the most part, finding more of interest in
the name given by the silverskinned stranger. "Corona? That's your name? I
rather like it..." He crosses his arms and raises one hand to rub his chin. "I
suppose we've done enough damage here. Should we perhaps retire elsewhere to
speak more peacably? There'll be ample time for recreational scuffles later, I
think."
Corona rolls up and with a quick motion is on her feet with a hop, and a
gratuitous bounce of her upper torso.
op Shamless. Really shameless.
Momo (OOC) Shamless. Really shameless.
Corona (OOC) grins. I watch too much H anime. ^^
Corona (OOC) 's fave is Rei Rei or Twin Dolls. ^^
:picks up the massive cannon, pushing a button on it. It vanishes in a dim show
of rainbow lights. She smoothes out her robe, and picks up her box.
Momo picks up the massive cannon, pushing a button on it. It vanishes in a dim
show of rainbow lights. She smoothes out her robe, and picks up her box.
Uriel drops to the pavement, letting the glow fade. "I suppose you might be
right."
op See? If you ask nicely, and make big explosions, people listen to you! ^_^
Momo (OOC) See? If you ask nicely, and make big explosions, people listen to
you! ^_^
Bael nods. "I am. Besides, she's interesting, sister. We can introduce her to
all the others."
Bael (OOC) nodnods. "We're not evil, just undisciplined. :)"
Uriel (OOC) grins.
Corona brushes herself.
Corona brushes herself OOF.
Uriel corrects Bael, "You are still thinking of me as a woman. In that case..."
It flares brightly, and when the glow fades the punk-rock girl from before
stand with an insolent expression, again smacking her gum.
Corona states quietly, ** Most interesting... **
Uriel surveys Corona, "Eh... in any case, why the hell not?"
:puts her hands on her hips . o O ( Now what was this all about? )
Momo puts her hands on her hips . o O ( Now what was this all about? )
Bael has invented an expression with which to look at Uriel every time she does
something he decides is 'wierd'. He favors her with it now, and then shrugs. He
steps across the hole made my Uriel's dive to approach Corona with a hand
extended. "You fight not only amusingly, but well. We should enjoy your
presence in our home if you would be so kind as to accompany us."
Uriel snorts derisively. "Smoothie." She appears amused as she turns away from
him to eye Momo. "What's with the big guns, bunny-girl?"
:hmmphs. "Can't a person have a hobby?
Momo hmmphs. "Can't a person have a hobby?"
Corona states quietly, ** I will accompany you, if only to see who is behind
all this, and have some questions answered... **
Uriel grins appreciatively. "Didn't say you couldn't. nNice hobby."
Corona (OOC) is RPing several places at once, so I'm slightly laggy. ^^
:blushes. "Thank you." ^_^ "But you really should have your sparring matches in
private, if only to be considerate." Oddly, she doesn't seem fazed by all the
weirdness you've been up to.
Momo blushes. "Thank you." ^_^ "But you really should have your sparring
matches in private, if only to be considerate." Oddly, she doesn't seem fazed
by all the weirdness you've been up to.
Uriel blows a bubble. "F*** considerate." So much for that.
:hmmphs again, hands on her hips -.-
Momo hmmphs again, hands on her hips -.-
Bael grins slightly as he spares a sidelong glance to Uriel and Momo.
Corona states quietly, ** As I stated before... they do not seem to be very
well mannered, Miss. **
:nods to that. Sh reaches down to pick up the nuts and bolts she spilled
before, putting them back in the box.
Momo nods to that. Sh reaches down to pick up the nuts and bolts she spilled
before, putting them back in the box.
Uriel adds, "F*** manners, too. I do what I want." She tosses her multicolored
head.
Corona states quietly, ** You live only to seek pleasure. And that, perhaps, is
something that will always elude you. You'll never rise above your base, animal
lusts. A pity. **
Bael chuckles quietly. "I think that perhaps you misunderstand. In any case,
the invitation is extended. Would you care to join us?"
l
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Players : Corona, Luna, Uriel(Pup), and Bael(Pup) ]
[Things : Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
Uriel chortles. "Says you. As long as my 'base, animal lusts' entertain me, I'm
fine with that. Bael's right, though. You gonna yap all day, or come along?"
Bael grins impishly. "If for no other reason, than to further educate us as to
how flawed we are? If such a thing is true, then surely our brothers and
sisters should hear it as well."
op holds up a big, flashing "Warning" sign c.c
Momo (OOC) holds up a big, flashing "Warning" sign c.c
Uriel smirks.
Corona states quietly, ** I will go with you. Lead the way. **
Bael bows his head. "As you wish." He extends his hand once more, and then nods
to Uriel.
Bael offers to lead Corona.
:picks up her box . o O ( Well, it's none of my concern, now that they're
leaving ) -.-
Momo picks up her box . o O ( Well, it's none of my concern, now that they're
leaving ) -.-
Corona falls in line behind Bael.
Uriel shoves her hands into the pockets of her jeans, slouching as she waits on
Bael.
Corona pulls her cloak about herself, narrows her eyes, and pulls up her hood.
With that, Bael leaps up with Corona in tow. They both disappear in a flash of
pale, blurry light.
Bael is gone before his absence can be noted.
Bael has left.
Uriel has left.
Corona has left.
Bael leaves, with Uriel and Corona following behind him.
l
City Square
Welcome to the middle of the sleepy (yeah, right), humble mountain city of
Midgaard. The peaks that surround the somewhat smallish sprawl of
constructions about you appear a vibrant, cool purple at this distance..capped
with off-white snow at the tops. Although the town itself recieves little
precipitation from being sheltered by this atol of sheer rock, a cold wind does
comb and filter its way through..providing a brisk, though arid, atmosphere.
On the southwestern pointing end of town, a small, manmade pass in the
mountain valley allows for easy access from the bustling world outside. To
your north and west are the commercial districts..manufacturing, shipping, and
selling various consumable goods. In the east, to the 'horizon', appear to be
homes of various architectural influences..the more wealthy of said houses
bordering a small alpine lake and park. To the south, the middle-class homes
continue, thinning out just before the open gap to the highway beyond.
As for where you stand..it is the Midgaard City Square..Several government
offices and the larger buildings can be found on the sides of the slightly
misnomered elliptical, cobblestoned intersection. No actual automobile traffic
passes here, being routed through the side streets..this is a strictly
pedestrian and bicycle zone. A large, granite fountain with a statue of Odin
atop it towers nearly two stories prominantly in the center. There are also
benches about for taking a quiet repose from the hustle of daily life.
[Exits : City (H)all, (T)ransit Station, (S)outh, (N)orth, (W)est, (E)ast,
and (F)ountain ]
[Players : Luna ]
[Things : Ye Olde Message Boarde [IC!] ]
:hmmphs and walks off -.-
Momo hmmphs and walks off -.-
home
There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
There's no place like home...
Momo's Workshop(#1445R)
Wow, you haven't seen this much junk in one place since the last demolition
derby you went to. Quite impressive, actually... large sheets of metal lying
hither and yon, gears piled higher then the average person, dozens of coils of
wire... quite astounding. As you work your way through the room, you also
notice useful things, like various tools, books, scattered notes, and completed
or near-completed devices.
As you scan further, you realize there's even things like furniture in here!
Waist-high shelves line two walls, and tall cabinets line another. You almost
missed the shelves, as there is hardly a square inch of bare space on them;
they are completely covered in small devices and scattered notes.
[Exits : Ladder to (r)oof, and (F)ront room ]
[Players : Honey(#2042XZ)(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
## DB Save Forthcoming. ##
## Saving... ##
## Done. ##
wa
-Room--------------------------------------Who---------------------------
|Ancient Throneroom | Harken
|Ante-chapel | Asellus
|Bedroom | Ryu_Hoshi
|Central Corridor | Alhazad
|City Square | Raptor, Luna
|Midgaard City Hall | Sootsprite
|Momo's Workshop | Momo
|Nova Pandaemonium | Corona, [Uriel], [Bael]
|Obelisk Apartments 501-Alhana Starbreez| Alhana
|Odin Street Church: Sanctuary | Skuld, Banpei-kun, Lyrae
|Raccoon City Police Department | Deis, Leviathan
|The Son House | Gokou
|Wu-Tai | Ryan, Kim
-- 20 awake - sorted by room name, not actual room ----------------------
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You leave the workship, managing to not trip on any large pieces of equipment.
Honey> Momo has left.
Workshop: Front Room(#2286R)
This room serves as the storefront to the workshop. There's little resembling
decoration here; everything is almost purely practical. The area is about
20'x10'x7', with the long axis parallel to the street. Large pane-glass windows
line the street side of the shop, allowing a good view in and out; shutters
close them off at night. A single wooden door serves as an entrance, while
another in the opposite corner provides access to the workshop itself.
The center of the room is occupied by a long counter, while shelves line the
wall opposite the door. Various devices, in various levels of dismemberment,
lie atop the counter and shelves. Everything from old VCR's to mechanical toys
can be found, and while often in a jury-rigged state, most of them seem to be
working. Usually. The cash register is obscured by the large pile of notes and
manuals that lie on the table around it.
[Exits : (W)orkshop ]
[Things : None ]
You open the thick door and walk into the workshop. Probably not a good idea
for those who value their health.
Honey> Momo arrives from the front room
Momo's Workshop(#1445R)
Wow, you haven't seen this much junk in one place since the last demolition
derby you went to. Quite impressive, actually... large sheets of metal lying
hither and yon, gears piled higher then the average person, dozens of coils of
wire... quite astounding. As you work your way through the room, you also
notice useful things, like various tools, books, scattered notes, and completed
or near-completed devices.
As you scan further, you realize there's even things like furniture in here!
Waist-high shelves line two walls, and tall cabinets line another. You almost
missed the shelves, as there is hardly a square inch of bare space on them;
they are completely covered in small devices and scattered notes.
[Exits : Ladder to (r)oof, and (F)ront room ]
[Players : Honey(#2042XZ)(Pup) ]
[Things : None ]
QUIT
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