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Magic Kingdoms Moderators ([personal profile] smk_mods) wrote in [community profile] smk_ooc2019-12-28 03:22 am
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Character Meet and Greet: Winter Wonderful!




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i.Main Street

Main Street has settled in for January, but there are still Christmas Decorations here and there to liven things up a little bit. Feel free to shop, mingle with the locals or explore the castle grounds.

Though after hours there are still some shadows that venture into the streets. Not everything here is as peaceful as it seems, and it’s best to defeat the corroded trespassers before they cause trouble.

ii. Cookie Overload

Do you like free cookies? Of course! Everyone does. After the Christmas Rush, there are plenty to go around, available only after the sun goes down to any hungry passerby. There are cookies of all styles and flavors. But watch out for the dreader sriracha cookie. It will make you breathe fire in three flavors and gives a bit of heartburn after, but the aftertaste will leave you craving more.


iii. The Eighth Wonder of the World
Now that the jungle has been purified, Apprentices can wander through to explore all the things the jungle has to offer. Take a (still somewhat shambly) riverboat and explore the river, or come to chat and trade with the villagers. (Shrunken heads, two for one special!) But beware. Even though the jungle is purified, it’s not a safe place. In this kingdom of animals, someone is always hungry.


iv. Pin It On Them
Some smugglers are hanging around the outskirts of New Orleans, selling dubious looking items from even more dubious looking bags. Do you buy from them? Haggle? Steal? (not recommended) Or quietly try to alert any sort of authority (good luck) The choice is yours.


v. Battle Mesa Gate
While the jungle may be purified, many other Kingdoms are still seething with corrosion. Erstwhile Apprentices will find such corrosion on the banks of the Rivers of America, right where the jungle river joins in. Fight corroded creatures on the shore and in the water and be careful, they are stronger than they look and cleverer than they seem.
nosmallfry: (Force Catch)

Of course!

[personal profile] nosmallfry 2019-12-30 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"You cannot simply use the Force then, Master?" He knew the answer. The lack was almost as strong as the lack of Padmé in this place. So he had to take small pleasures where he could. And fir the first time since arriving he could almost convince himself that he was home, that it would be alright after all.
followedbyfools: (quite aaaaalll aloooone)

I - you got Tom's Diner stuck in my head

[personal profile] followedbyfools 2019-12-30 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
Someone else was still buttoning up his own shopping, preferring to go late at night when there were fewer people out and about ... he didn't want to break the habits he'd just barely begun to hang on to, after all, just in case. Obi-Wan was browsing on the other side of the glass, when he caught the feeling of being watched ... or so he thought. He looked up from the shelves of sturdy local pottery that had caught his eye and smiled politely, setting down a teacup to give her a little wave.
mal_contented: (Heh)

[personal profile] mal_contented 2019-12-30 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I think that if you want to pay less money, no matter what it is actually worth, you need to find something they value even more than money, and offer that." She leaned close to the smuggler with a very Isle smirk. "Like say, getting out of this with their lives..." And she might be palming something expensive looking - comparatively - while playing the intimidation card.
creepyoldguy: from: stratfords @ livejournal (beautiful sound)

no problem!

[personal profile] creepyoldguy 2019-12-30 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
The demon laughed himself silly, because, that was a great reaction. One that he hadn't been able to elicit as much without his old powers.

"Just a souvenir, Red," Beetlejuice finally said, cheerfully.
followedbyfools: (translation: sass for days)

[personal profile] followedbyfools 2019-12-30 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"If you couldn't tell that's what I was trying to do, then neither can you," Obi-Wan retorted pleasantly. "It's alright. Better to have our limits tested in a moment of relative quiet than to find them the hard way when we're surrounded by ... whatever Corroded actually are." He had no reason to disbelieve their welcoming committee, after all, and some wisdoms were universally applicable.

"We still have our connections, they've just weakened. Muscles to be rebuilt. Frustrating, yes, but ... not impossible."

A pause.

"It is a bit more difficult with the blood rushing to my head so."
followedbyfools: (serious face is serious)

[personal profile] followedbyfools 2019-12-30 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
That intimidation card was not one he liked to see out on the table, especially not when played by one so young, and paired with theft to boot. Obi-Wan frowned.

"And I think there are better ways to achieve one's goals, young one. Sir? You can keep the part after all, you'll need that thirty munny by the look of things. If the boat breaks down I'm sure I can find alternative ways back to Main Street."

enchantressofore: (Whaaaaat?)

[personal profile] enchantressofore 2019-12-30 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"HEY!" The yelp was high, frightened, and she jumped away from the tendril. It didn't take her more than a moment to pull her sword out and to hold it protectively in front of her, and she was looking around almost wildly for whatever it was that touched her. What in the world even happened, though?!
om_nom_namur: Art by Pink Afro on Pixiv (criminal brand)

[personal profile] om_nom_namur 2019-12-30 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Namur flicks a stray tendril. It stings like shit but at least he took it on his finger rather than his face.]

No offense dude, but if yer busy huggin' someone else, means y' ain't huggin' me, an' I'm hella down for that.

[Especially right now, since patches of his skin have gone numb from his earlier dive into glory. He'll just have to trust his body to respond even if he can't feel it.

The snake weaves closer, but it's hard to say if it's minding its own business or getting nosy. Either way, Namur doesn't care. He jets forward and crashes headfirst into its belly, causing it to convulse and coil up, stunned.]

Take it 'way, loverboy!
abys_keeper: (smile)

[personal profile] abys_keeper 2019-12-30 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
The tendril whipped out of sight before it was seen. Hmm. She was pretty tasty. Very nutritious. If he ate her, he wouldn't have to eat again for almost four hours. It was very tempting. Adela might hear a faint sloshing as he moved to another position and then sneaked out a tendril to take another taste of he back of her neck.
abys_keeper: (sea)

[personal profile] abys_keeper 2019-12-30 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
... It's not hugging it's eating.

[there's a big difference. He licks his lips as the shark merman bashes the snake which makes it curl up and twitch and swims up. Lights flicker over his skin in a mesmerizing dance as he draws the snake in with tendrils and filaments and tentacles, stinging it all over and tucking it inside his bell. It is a very big snake but he is a very big jellymer and it fits very comfortably.

The bell closes around it completely and floods with acid.]


Mmmm. Delicioussss... [not as delicious as the shark merman, but tasty nontheless.

And then! A realization!]


Does this mean we're friends? [he knows that term now! Well sort of. He thinks he's got it anyway]
petite_ancient_one: (Default)

Amren | ACoTaR

[personal profile] petite_ancient_one 2019-12-30 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Still can't if she is better suited for Monster or Mystic class yet.]

I.Main Street

Well, this town had a similar feel to Velaris, though much more small and quaint. Which is not a bad thing. Every now and then Amren likes small and quaint. She knows the other members of the Night Court would enjoy it, though she is not sure if the town would enjoy them. Especially with three certain male Illyrians and their antics. Oh well, they're not here now so she doesn't have to worry about that. For now she will enjoy her time away from her companions.

So, the petite High Fey looking woman continued her stroll down the street. Every now and then she will stop to look into a shop window before continuing on her way. She will stop for a noticeably longer time if the window was displaying jewelry. Especially jewelry with a lot of gems on it.

III. The Eighth Wonder of the World

Amren smack her neck to kill the latest mosquito that tried to bite her. "Cauldron! Is there no end to these pests?"

Maybe it was a bad idea to get on the riverboat. All she wanted to do was explore more of this world, and this is the price she is paying. The state of the boat should have been her first clue on what to expect.
im_a_hugger: (Default)

Re: ii

[personal profile] im_a_hugger 2019-12-30 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
Look dude, she used to work with an aggressive cat-girl, a skeletal alien warlord, and a lizard man who couldn't speak English, among other beings; you're not that unusual yourself. Also she kinda... really wants friends. So as long as you're not telling her to get lost, she'll be glad to return the favor.

"'Cookies', huh?", Scorpia said, glancing at one of them for a moment. "I'll have to remember that. Thanks! Oh, and did you want one?" She offered him the cookie in her left pincer. "I mean, I know there's more, but since I have two of them, and there's two of us, you know..." She shrugs, giving a bit of a sheepish smile.
blessedarethebookmakers: (grin)

[personal profile] blessedarethebookmakers 2019-12-30 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Lovely, aren't they?" He is admiring a selection of pinky rings, honestly, inset with large stones. His wings flex a bit and he smiles. "Do you have a passion for gems, my dear?"
creepyoldguy: from: stratfords @ livejournal (Default)

Re: ii

[personal profile] creepyoldguy 2019-12-30 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure!"

He quite happily took a cookie. Being visible was pretty great.

im_a_hugger: (Unsure)

Re: Omg Scorpia!! <3 (also Main Street)

[personal profile] im_a_hugger 2019-12-30 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Me? I'm totally fine," Scorpia said. "Having an exoskeleton comes in handy for things like this."

As Adela stared in disbelief though, Scorpia's expression grew concerned again. "Are you sure you're alright though? Because you're looking kind of dazed there. Did I hit you on the head? " Her tone grew a bit more alarmed as she continued. "I didn't accidentally sting you, did I? I'm sorry! It's just a reflex sometimes you know? I mean you're not knocked out, which I guess is good, but then I don't know if my venom works the same way here so I still might have, and I-"

You might want you interrupt there at some point, Adela. Once Scorpia gets on a roll of awkward fretting, it could go on for awhile if someone doesn't stop her.
im_a_hugger: (Default)

Re: ii

[personal profile] im_a_hugger 2019-12-30 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Scorpia quite happily handed over the cookie before taking a bite of her own. "Say," she said, "since I have you here, do you mind if I ask you another question?"
creepyoldguy: (thumbsup)

Re: ii

[personal profile] creepyoldguy 2019-12-30 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure, go for it."

He ate half the cookie and put the other half into his suit pocket.
enchantressofore: Thanks to Tarot for the B/W bases! (Did you say something?)

[personal profile] enchantressofore 2019-12-30 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"No, no, I promise you I am not hurt!" Gah, why was she fussing?! Adela started to feel flustered, shaking her head as she tried to get the other to just stop.

"You did not sting me, or hit my head, or-- wait, sting?"
no_wing_knight: (Default)

Priss S. Asagiri | Bubblegum Crisis: Tokyo 2040

[personal profile] no_wing_knight 2019-12-30 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I. Main Street

Priss wasn't exactly happy about being stuck in another world. Especially a world that feels like she walked in on some American historical reenactment. She wasn't one to have all the latest tech, hell she lived in a trailer with the basics back home, but she misses her motorcycle. Horse drawn carriages where definitely not her thing.

At least there were no boomers or AD Police around. She would be very surprised if a berserk robot started rampaging here and a bunch of incompetent cops started chasing after it. She wasn't sure if she would laugh at the sight or not.

For now, it was night and she was just wondering the streets, looking for something to do. "Damn. Is there at least a bar or club around here?"

V. Battle Mesa Gate

And these must be the Corroded that the old man told her about. In away they weren't that much different from the rogue boomers of her world. Only they had a lot less metal bits. And here she was, without her hardsuit. At least she had a metal staff though, which she swung quite hard at the creature's head. Behind her there were a couple of civilians who got caught a little too close to the action. She looked over her shoulder to see them.

"What are you idiots doing!?" She yelled at them. "Get the Hell out of here!" Of course this leaves her open for the Corroded that she was fighting to get up and get ready to strike her.
petite_ancient_one: (want to call me short again?)

[personal profile] petite_ancient_one 2019-12-30 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I do. I have quite a collection back home..." Amren said before trailing off as her looked towards the male. At first he could have easily been mistaken for a Peregryn but there was something off about him. Something that was very familiar. A familiarity that she had not felt since she left her original home universe.

"What are you?" She needs to know and confirm what she suspects!
Edited 2019-12-30 02:59 (UTC)
beancounter: (Default)

III

[personal profile] beancounter 2019-12-30 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Ahh, hello there. Were you trying to get this?"

If Obi-Wan opened his eyes, he'd see an anthropomorphic duck looking up at him with a partly-confused, partly-amused look, holding his lightsaber up to him. Fenton had no idea what the thing WAS, but it was obviously foreign to this land, and had probably fallen out of this guy's pocket.
im_a_hugger: (Default)

Re: ii

[personal profile] im_a_hugger 2019-12-30 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"What's a 'holiday'?" Yep, she totally just asked that, and is entirely serious.
creepyoldguy: from: stratfords @ livejournal (Default)

Re: ii

[personal profile] creepyoldguy 2019-12-30 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
The demon shrugged.

"There's lots of 'em. The last one, was a day when breathers get together, eat too much food, give each other crap they asked for."

im_a_hugger: (Awkward)

[personal profile] im_a_hugger 2019-12-30 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
She's fussing because she really wants the people here to like her and injuring random people in a shop tends to not make the best impression. Also because she's used to having to apologize for being clumsy or otherwise in the way, so overcompensating a bit out of caution until you know the rules is a thing.

"Sorry," Scorpia said one last time. "I'm just still getting used to... well, pretty much everything around here, so I don't..." She trailed off with a sigh, face-clawing. "Yeah, I'm just... gonna shut up now." Now that she'd effectively ruined any chance of making a good first impression with this person. Good job, Scorpia...

When the young woman asked about her stinging, she looked back at her mildly confused. "Well, yeah," she said. After a quick glance over her shoulder to make certain there was nothing and no one behind her, she briefly flexed her tail by way of demonstration. "Kind of goes with the whole 'scorpion' thing. Normally my venom can temporarily paralyze people and knock them out for a little while, but I don't know if it works the same way here."
followedbyfools: (don't make me use this)

/just realized he won't have it in-game but eh, you live, you TDM, you learn

[personal profile] followedbyfools 2019-12-30 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah! Yes. Usually, I'm able to call it to me, but ... my connection to the Force is far more weak here." He accepted the saber and thumbed the power on, drawing the blade out with its customary thrum before cutting himself down and somersaulting effortlessly to the ground to land on his feet, turning the blade back off as he did so.

"Thank you very much." He put the saber back in its place at his hip and offered a grateful smile, completely undeterred by the fact that he was speaking to a duck in a suit jacket.

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