Character Meet and Greet

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"You can design and create, and build the most wonderful place in the world. But it takes people to make the dream a reality."

I. Exploring Main Street! Take a trip through a little town taken straight from 1890's America. Visit the shops, dine at the restaurants- but don't forget you are here on a mission. As an Apprentice, you will need to gather some supplies. A weapon, or tool for producing magic.

But we understand if that corn dog cart on Market Street is your first stop.

II. Apprentice Class 101! Practice your spell casting and weaponship on the open commons behind the Firehouse. Sparring, casting or just general confusion abound here. Try not to hit anything or...anyone, the paint on the infirmary is still drying.

III. Look out! A level 2 corroded monster has managed to get onto Main Street! Protect the citizens and defeat the cur, and please watch the damage, the paint is still wet!

IV. One Little Spark! Go ahead, show us the strength of your imagination and come up with your own scenarios. Just, stay out of the Corroded Lands...if possible.

Comments

[bigbadrose]

If Rose hadn't been a complete tea kettle going off its rocker and actually spilling tea, or at the very least: hot water in the form of tears, and had a very rough emotionally exhausting day, on top of the worst year of her life, even worse than the one with Jimmy... That would have actually stunned her and bought him time to escape.

Instead she kicks his shins and rages, "Who the hell are you?!"

[guitar_hero]

He manages to avoid that kick somehow, though it's a near thing. He sighs and frowns at her. They are going to get into it, aren't they. He didn't want to get into it. Didn't even know if he should get into it. This kind of thing getting into was not easily gotten out of. But he could never shut any door all the way, especially when she was standing right in front of him in pain.

With a soft sigh, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her close. She fits just under his chin like she used to and a little more snugly than she used to and the smell of her hair hasn't changed a bit in 2,000 years.

"It's me... Sorry."

[bigbadrose]

There was only one "me" that counted, and she's not even 100% sure he hasn't mistaken her for someone else like she did to Crowley, but her eyes flood up all the same, and she instantly lets herself melt into the hug and cry and cry... And so much crying. "I'm sorry for trying to kick you..." A small laugh between the tears, because that was true no matter what, and she hugs him again, listening for two hearts, and yes, there it is, so she sobs and bawls even more. "I thought you were dead!!! Or the darkness got you!! Or I'd n-never see you again!!!!!" All the bawling. She really feels like Alice now, crying a river that floods the whole of Wonderland and creates a sea. The Disney helps distract her into sniffles and calm down a little. "Don't let go."

She can't tell if it's a dream, or a nightmare, but she doesn't want to wake up. And she feels like she'll break if he puts her down.

[blue_eyed_obsession]

Kaiba might have recognized that look but it didn't deter him from proceeding in any way.

With a scoff," Better." Truthfully he'd dabbled around in the type of VR Crowley was thinking of before, and he'd surpassed his peers on that score as well, but his duel disk was something else, something better because it didn't need a lot of extra wires, cords or accessories to use it and it was portable.

"There's a very simple reason for that," A pointed pause," The duel disk system doesn't need them." Bristling at the word experimental he deftly activated the device and drew a card. "How's this for experimental?" Sliding the card he drew into a slot on his duel disk and Vorse Raider appeared before him.

"I haven't lost anything, especially not to you." The name didn't mean anything to Kaiba, which came as no surprise.

"That's his problem, and for your information he isn't." This vantage point apparently wasn't big enough for the both of their egos. "Isn't there a furry convention you should be attending?" Said while curling his lip in disgust.

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[perpetual_underdog]

Joey cringed at the tongue action. "I don't tink anyone else is gonna want dat bagel now...". There really wasn't much he could do about it, unless there was a bell to ring the owner or something. It's not like he wanted to forcibly eject the first person he'd met here even if he was a dirty rotten thief who was getting to eat while he wasn't.

"Dat's not the point, it's still wrong." He asserted though his convictions were soon challenged. Joey started to envision taking one himself and his mouth watered. I mean- there was some logic in it, flawed though it was. If no one was here to see it, there would be no retribution for it.

After a noticeable pause, he shook his head. "You dunno who runs dis place, dhey might need every sale just to make ends meet." Not that it looked like the shop was hurting from a lack of funding.

[all_about_the_numbers]

Startled by the outburst, Astral's eyes darted back to the winged man momentarily forgetting about this new sensation that would likely result in his end. To his surprise the man looked directly at him, not past him or to someone else.

" You heard all of that?" There wasn't much time to dedicate to that question as the new information was given to him. First the man had confirmed Astral's suspicions that he was not human, Secondly,"Hunger? I do not see how that could be it....". That was until he really thought about it? "So..... this is hunger?" Still sounding so unsure about the concept. ".... This is.... it is dreadful. It is one of the worst things I have ever experienced and to think humans must feel this all the time".

"I will never reprimand Yuma again for his insistence on halting a duel in order to acquire sustenance." He was about to ask how to make it stop, but the answer seemed fairly obvious.

Astral rankled a little at what was said next. "Steal? Like some common thief? That I cannot no will not do."

III

[funnylittleclown]

The scruffy man in the rumpled checked trousers hurried forward.

"Yes, I've a plan!"

His eyes widened suddenly as the massive chicken beast drew back it's head for another peck and he quickly reached out to take the Doctor's hand.

"RUN!"

He had done this often enough. On his travels there was always some sort of giant creature, Cyberman, or Dalek to run from but this was his first giant chicken. He yelped a question to his new companion as they sprinted just ahead of the bird's massive scaled feet.

"Whatever did you say to annoy it!?"

[funnylittleclown]

The Doctor had much the same sort of thought in mind only he decided the restaurant itself might do better for him. The little pup was noticed as he stepped out of the business.

"Oh, hello there, looking for something to eat."

He stopped in the doorway and pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket which he proceeded to unwrap.

"It isn't much but I do have a few scraps left. Would you care to have them?"

[serpentinthegarden]

Hugs weren't physically painful, he reacted as if they were, but that was only him being dramatic. This time was no different. Quick though it was he stiffened in her hug and tried to wriggle free like a snake being held against it's will in the arms of it's keeper.

"Don't thank me! I'm not supposed to be helping you lot no matter what Merlin or that Hades says. There are rules against that in Hell."

[bigbadrose]

"I KNEW IT!" she declared loudly and pointed a finger at him. "Remember? I asked you that and everything!"

[serpentinthegarden]

"Tell me about it..." Crowley said dryly as he munched unhappily on the sad little bagel, "Do you think I wanted to steal it? Like I spend all day sitting around going... man I wish I could find a stale bagel to pinch! That would make my week!"

He huffed, not feeling much better because he had been able to work out his frustrations on the ghost.

"It was an emergency. That pain in your stomach won't just go away. It gets worse until it feels like it's going to eat you from the inside out. Once you get to that point tell me how wrong it is to steal some food."

He wouldn't listen, being a demon and all, but...

[guitar_hero]

"Good plan!"

But then he looks. And looks again.

And groans.

"Not you." Why him? Why of all people? "Listen I'm not going to be your Scot to get you out of trouble and cling manfully to your side whilst prompting "fanfiction"" and he does bunny ears with one hand. "Several decades down the line so don't even think about it. I haven't got the charming knees for one thing."

"Also for the record. Look out!" He jerks the other him out of the way as the scaly foot lands hard, tripping as he does so and they end up in a somewhat awkward embrace against the wall. "I didn't say anything."

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[serpentinthegarden]

"That's the point. Now I can eat it in peace... It's not like they could sell it. They would have to throw it away."

And he took a bite.

"If you look at it from that angle I'm actually saving them from wasting food."

That was true. He had never met the shop's owner and actually he hoped he wouldn't right now. Owners weren't the most understanding people when it came to sharing food without offering some form of payment in return.

"They run a business in the middle of Main Street in the busiest... whatever this is... trust me, they aren't hurting for cash!"

[funnylittleclown]

"I haven't even looked at your knees!"

The Doctor protested only to find himself wrapped in a warm embrace. Really Doctor, if you wanted to cuddle you only had to ask or so the smile seems to say.

"You are wearing pants anyway, I couldn't see them."

Reluctantly he pushed himself away and tried to slid along the wall. As they were nearly under the bird now there was a chance they could slip right past it and escape.

[serpentinthegarden]

He really didn't want to admit that was pretty clever... unfortunately being a bit of a dork he flapped his wings reflexively when the creature appeared in a backwards flight retreat.

"What in heaven is that!?"

Of course his name didn't mean anything here it was more what he was than tended to leave people in cold sweats, whenever he bothered to allow them to find out. Which unfortunately had happened too often here.

II

[bigbadrose]

Rose gets him the book... and throws it at his face, scooping up the sonic. Hers now!!!!! Just call her a magpie!

"Setting 311-..." it starts screeching ear-slittingly loudly and she cringes and tries to cover her ears, "Nine!!! I mean nine!!!" Halp. "You changed the settings, didn't you?!" she probably can't be heard over the eardrum bursting shriek.

[serpentinthegarden]

There was a finger pointed almost directly at his nose. A finger asking him to remember something that just happened. He almost wanted to bite it, didn't, but the thought did flash to mind.

"You say that like it's a great Revelation. Demons are meant to tempt humans, not help them, it's written down and everything."

[bigbadrose]

To be fair... Rose might bite a finger pointed in her face too, so would the Doctor. And it wouldn't make her like him any less.

"Yeah, but why can't you just do what you want? Do you need me to kick Satan's ass again?" she says, like it's just that easy.

And she scrunches her face. She has no idea what even qualifies as temptation for her anymore, honestly. Honestly. She's been living completely on the full cusp of doing whatever she wants -- bar that one destroying two universes because yanno, that'd be bad. "I mean, what good is it telling everyone else to do what they want and hang the consequences, if you can't?" Is Rose Tyler trying to tempt the demon of temptation? Yes, yes she is. Rose Tyler though.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh interesting. The plainest of the plain. It just goes to show how easily people can be deceived. [it was a tale as old as time, really. The true devil is the one that you don't see coming]

[serpentinthegarden]

"He would kill you."

Crowley pointed out without a second thought. Human versus the ultimate evil, human looses every time.

"And I do what I want most of the time but even demons have rules. You do have to appear to be following them."

Just give yourself a good cover story and do whatever you like! That was his motto. If it wasn't he wouldn't have an arrangement with an Angel. But one did have to be careful of spies.

[bigbadrose]

"Nah," Rose beamed calmly, "Killing is too good for me. Killing would get me out of his range. He sent me on a mission where I got to see the Doctor dead in hundreds of ways instead. Revenge for the black hole I shot Satan into, I'm sure."

A snort. "Why? Break them." A shrug. "I guess I get it. God doesn't smite, the devil does, that sort of thing. But what about here? The only other demon isn't from your neck of the woods, and the only reason he's not willing fighting the darkness is he thinks the people who want us to fight are the ones that stole his D-Hopper. If they paid him, he'd be down for it." Nod nod, "Proper demon." Not that you're not demonic enough for her.... but you aren't.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Aziraphale does and manages to avoid the goop, thank heaven. Though his wings are probably in a state from having been knocked to the ground. He gets to his feet, brushing off his trousers and straightening his vest.

"Thank you." And then he looks at the snake, twitching on the ground in its death throes. And feels a wave of unangel like sympathy for it as well as some hidden fear growing like ice just under his rib cage.

"Oh...the poor thing. I hope it died quickly..." Why did it have to be a snake? "I've always thought snakes were the most fascinating creatures..."

[blessedarethebookmakers]

"Is it?" He smiles. "Sometimes a direct hit is best, don't you think?"

He looks down at his crepes.

"I just hope these are made with some finesse."

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Cutting through all the...terminology, he fortunately understands the core of it.

"It's possible she doesn't want you to kiss anyone else but her."

Atem | Yu-Gi-Oh!

[king_of_egypt]

I.

There wasn't much about this scenario that made much sense. On the completion of his destiny, he was supposed to move on to the afterlife for a much deserved rest and to be reunited with family and friends alike- which he had, only to be wrenched away from them all once more. Only this time it wasn't to protect the world he knew from dark forces but somewhere else entirely. Somehow Atem didn't think even the Millennium Necklace could have foreseen this. That being said, as he strode down Main street in deep contemplation he was not unsympathetic. Merlin had a serious situation on his hands, especially if it meant having to look for the aide of strangers from a variety of realms.

Halting in his footsteps he surveyed the buildings stretched out before him, his cape lightly swaying in the breeze. It hardly looked like a place in the midst of a calamity what with the quaint shops lining the streets.

Rather than seeking out material or edible comforts, Atem spotted a shop that might be the most beneficial for his current needs. He turned on his heel towards a place that looked like it held an assortment of weapons. It wouldn't do to remain unarmed here, and perhaps he would at least look at their magical wares as well.

IV.

Atem was currently facing the greatest challenge of his life.......

He stared a bit helplessly downward, towards a pile of clothes. Sure, the apartments included a free laundry service for one month but that didn't mean he should dawdle in the meantime. At some point he was going to have to figure out just how those machines worked. The situation was only mildly embarrassing, so he was trying not to draw attention to himself, and likely failing miserably. I mean, who goes to the laundry room and just stands there for an extended period of time?

It's not as if he'd even had to do his own laundry back in his kingdom either.... and the technology was significantly different....

So.. when he thought no one was paying attention to him, he would steal a glance at what the other people were doing. It looked simple enough. They were dividing the clothes into different piles, then loading them in the machines with a cupful of that powdery soap- but where were they setting the dial? Did it really matter....? Noticing all too late that someone's eyes had met his, Atem looked aside and feigned innocence. This was not his finest moment.