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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.

II

Date: 2019-07-21 05:52 pm (UTC)
takeitsleazy: (we can figure this out)
From: [personal profile] takeitsleazy
Michael didn't have much experience with guns, but he had a feeling that he knew why this kid was having such a hard time with his.

"It's the magic," he said, coming up beside him. He had a small cardboard and plastic cylinder in one hand, the kind that held long fireplace matches. "It makes everything not work right. It took me three days to remember how to walk right, but that's ... I'm not human, so. That was its own ball of ... taxes? I think that's how it goes."

Date: 2019-07-21 05:55 pm (UTC)
strangeandunusual: (you are so full of it)
From: [personal profile] strangeandunusual
"A bounty hunter?" She pulled her lips together in an expression that wasn't quite a frown. "I mean, we're all here to fight the Corrosion, so that's probably a good thing, but ... I don't know if there are any regular jobs for bounty hunters. But, here."

She reached into the deep pockets of her skirt and pulled out a black change purse, popping it open and shaking out a few Munny coins. "This should be enough to get you something here. And ... a couple of the places give out certain things for free, too, if you're an Apprentice."

Date: 2019-07-21 11:21 pm (UTC)
13th_hour: (Free food? Hell yeah!)
From: [personal profile] 13th_hour
"Well, yeah! I hunt down bad guys, you know how it is." He waved a hand in front of his nose, grinning cheerfully. If anyone told him how this world works, it completely went in one ear and out the other. "I can probably do odd jobs too, if there really aren't any bounties here... I'm sure it'll all work out!"

His eyes went wide and happy when she brought out the money. "Hey, thanks, lady! That's great to hear, and I promise I'll pay you back as soon as I get a job!"
Edited Date: 2019-07-21 11:26 pm (UTC)

Date: 2019-07-21 11:26 pm (UTC)
13th_hour: (Relax I know what I'm doing)
From: [personal profile] 13th_hour
"Magic?" Train frowned down at the piece of junk he's holding in his hand. Magic was something he knew, at least a type of magic, but it didn't have anything to do with him.

He tilted his head to one side, looking curiously at this old guy as he lowered the gun. "I'm not a Taoist, though... wait, you're not human?"
Edited Date: 2019-07-21 11:27 pm (UTC)

Date: 2019-07-22 12:50 am (UTC)
strangeandunusual: (those sheets? ya basic.)
From: [personal profile] strangeandunusual
"Lady, huh?" She smirked. "You can just call me Lydia, that's better. And don't worry about it. If I ever need someone to help me fight one of the Corroded, I'll just know where I can find some backup. How's that?"

Date: 2019-07-22 02:30 am (UTC)
13th_hour: (Relax I know what I'm doing)
From: [personal profile] 13th_hour
"I'm Train!" He turned away briefly to loudly tell the worker what he wanted, accepting the weird breaded meat stick before he turned back to her. "You got yourself a deal, Lydia. I'm great in a fight, I guarantee it!"

He took a bite of the food. Not too bad... with his mouth full, he blithely asks, "So, what do you do around here?"

sorry for lateness my dude 8<

Date: 2019-07-22 05:00 am (UTC)
cannoneering: (• and if in the future i think of one •)
From: [personal profile] cannoneering
"Nickname?" She chuckled as though he'd said something utterly ridiculous. "Ladies do not accept nicknames, you know. Canon is my name!"

Yes, really. Canon was her actual, proper name. Fitting, right?

"Well then, it is a pleasure to meet you, Mr Crowley." She let her gaze drift over to the castle in question. She agreed! It was much better to aim for a target that persons would not be around; unless people were the targets, then it was a whole other story. But she tilted her head to the castle. It seemed immaculate for being a faux building. She realized he was circling her again and once more, turned with him to strike up their 'dance' anew. "What about it is fake if I may inquire?"

sorry for late on this one too >>

Date: 2019-07-22 05:07 am (UTC)
cannoneering: (• because who the fuck cares really? •)
From: [personal profile] cannoneering
"So it seems, yes..." That was a bit troubling. Maybe it was one of those doors that needed care due to it sticking? Either way, if someone with strength such as Skuld couldn't get it opened, Canon assumed that it was jarred fairly hard. Or locked, that would be the more logical answer but who ever said Canon was logical?

Aggravated with herself for being without a handkerchief, Canon glanced toward her Valkyrie friend when she spoke and requested silence. Following the order, the pig tailed girl grew all the more silent and like Skuld, listened for what she seemed to be hearing. It was pretty albeit somewhat grim; the melody had something of a sad feel to it while simultaneously coming off as sinister somehow. Fortunately, none of that would stop Canon from seeking it out!

"Skuld, I think it may be coming from this direction..." Canon motioned toward a door near the step of the stairs she had located. Closing the distance between said door and herself, Canon took a hold of the knob and unlike the front door, it clicked and released, opening up with ease. "Oh, lovely! It appears to be opened, shall we descend?"
incredibulukami: (but but but ...)
From: [personal profile] incredibulukami
Amaterasu was the queen Kami of startling the hell out of Chuazzu. Mostly due to her volatile personality and his never knowing which words coming out of his mouth were going to set her off. Theirs was truly a remarkably awkward and dangerous relationship for sure. Conversely, she had gotten more used to Chazz's incessant need to snark and complain, she was still having issues with his talking back though. He had no bite so his bark was the only thing for her to be aggravated with and given how much bite she had, things of a disastrous nature tended to happen when they clashed. But similarly, Amaterasu had a difficult time admitting certain emotions: mostly those that made her seem weak. When it came to affection? No, she had no issues.

Demonstrated by the tackling hug she'd given him. It might have grated her nerves that he'd checked to be caught hugging her while returning it, but, good enough. Baby steps, all that. She felt him tense up at the feel of her cheek on his but did she withdraw? Did she stop? Offer an apology for the breech in his personal bubble? Hell no, she had a claim on him and was not afraid to kill him crush him with kindness and/or affection. "It tooku me enough timeu!" How dare you question how long it took her to locate you in this horribly ugly dormitory! Hotel? Whatever it was! She had no time for reading signs, okay. With her fingers digging into him as though the nails might spike into claws; she was pleased with his answer and loosened up. "Better pulaces like being with me~"

So modest.

Her expuression flattened. Why wouldn't she have her powers? Because you didn't read the rules Elle, that's why. Her ruby eyes dulled with her annoyance at his questioning her abilities. "Hn? Why would I not haveu my puowers?" She hadn't seen the Ojama either but, then again, she never could. Going back to the decorations, or lack thereof, she tilted her head back to look over the place, slowly turning mid-air until she was facing him again. "Bleh, whoever thuought this was puroper beauty for this room was, puerhaps, bulind." Because how else would it be explained?

Raising a finger, she tapped her chin in thought. He wasn't wrong. The first time had been when she crashed into him — literally — at the academy. This time it was different, at least she hadn't collided with someone and began a huge forest fire. Or school fire. Or any fire at all. Apparently, this place was much luckier than Chazz's school grounds were. Amaterasu scrunched her nose and bristled. "How duare the forces of fateu turansport Amaterasu yet again!" She huffed as though fate were someone she could strike for its impertinence but hovered through the air closer to the dark haired boy, once close enough, she thumped her forehead to his shoulder.

"I couldn't get backu to my home furom your pulanet, Chuazzu," her voice was soft, saddened even. "What if we cannot get backu furom this one either?"
Edited Date: 2019-07-22 06:18 am (UTC)

Date: 2019-07-22 12:33 pm (UTC)
strangeandunusual: (lining up the shot)
From: [personal profile] strangeandunusual
"Is that a nickname?" She'd never met anyone named Train, but it sounded neat. "I work at the camera store at the end of the street, but I'm training to be a sorcerer." The word came out sounding new and awkward. "I'm still getting used to saying that..."

It's ok. ^^

Date: 2019-07-23 10:09 pm (UTC)
serpentinthegarden: (Pleased)
From: [personal profile] serpentinthegarden
"Fake, not real, that castle is made up of Styrofoam and paint not real stone and mortar.

As the 'dance' seemed to have begun again he walked around her until she was facing the castle, then he stopped so that Canon, not a nickname girl, would have it in view view.

"Bet it'd be like it was snowing when you blew it up."

/pets/ It happens

Date: 2019-07-23 10:55 pm (UTC)
valkyriefoodie: (Shocked wide face)
From: [personal profile] valkyriefoodie
More and more this was beginning to feel like a very elaborate invitation... the locked door, the music, some one or something wanted them to stay inside this house and explore. And really, it seemed the thing to do. It wasn't like they could leave and just sitting around in this dusty spider filled room was less than appealing.

"I think we should. Maybe we can find the owner of this mansion down there."

The floorboards creaked under her feet as she made her way to the open door and peeked in. A long dark hall led to a set of stairs at the far end. The pictures on the walls were eerie. Gaunt men with long faces, women who seemed to scowl as they passed by, and the eyes! The eyes of every single one of those paintings seemed to follow them as they moved down the hall.

"It's... it's nice?"

Skuld decided uncertainly as she decided to stay very close to Canon's side, for mutual protection and all.

Date: 2019-07-24 03:08 am (UTC)
takeitsleazy: (ye olde thyrst trappe icon)
From: [personal profile] takeitsleazy
"I don't think so," Michael replies. "At least, I know I wasn't before I got here. Now I'm not sure. The shift across the dimensions changed me, and I'm still figuring out exactly how. ... But last I checked, Taoists didn't do magic, they just ... practiced certain philosophies."

Re: Number 44 8/

Date: 2019-07-30 06:58 pm (UTC)
cometophobic: (Bored)
From: [personal profile] cometophobic
It might not have been aimed at her, but well.. his answer hit uncomfortably close to home. After some nervous fidgeting she tried to rationalize this all away. I mean a lot of species would hypothesize over when the end of the world would be and usually it was an exaggeration on their parts. This sort of thing was hard to predict. Maybe this guy had misunderstood the signs.

One thing was certain, he definitely believed his world was in the end times.

Oddly defensively Marisol started babbling, "Don't you think you're underestimating your world? I mean.. sure... it's possible that.... it could be.... destroyed... but there's a balance to everything... the planet might just be letting off steam..."

:It's not like people never act irrationally either..." As if she wasn't one.

Date: 2019-07-31 07:11 am (UTC)
cannoneering: (• but don't forget to mop up the mess •)
From: [personal profile] cannoneering
"Oh!" She raised her brows. It was a very nice model in that case, well done to those whom had pieced it together. "What an interesting construct."

What's styrofoam? Why didn't this girl know anything about anything? When their turning came to an end and she could see the structure in its entirety, it was well made for being, as he put it, fake. Still, if it wasn't a proper building then she could indeed use it as a target! Her fingers drummed on the oversize barrel to her cannon. Tilting her head back, she glanced to the much taller man.

"And nothing or no one could possibly be therein?"

that icon XD

Date: 2019-07-31 07:24 am (UTC)
cannoneering: (• and if in the future i think of one •)
From: [personal profile] cannoneering
It was nice to be invited in the end. The sad thing was the lack in tea — and host to greet them! But with the addition of the music and them being led to take a specific door in order to get elsewhere, the pair might've been on their way to locating whomever was the proprietor so they could clear up the whole, door being locked thing. If Skuld was lucky, there might be food involved, too!

"Perhaps the host entertains down there given how much dust litters this floor," unfortunately the dust was likely to chase them down the stairs to the next level, too. The floorboards were slightly unsettling but only because they sounded uneven and someone might trip up on them. Someone being either one of them unless Skuld opted to hover. Then it was just herself! Similarly to the Valkyrie, Canon's gaze lingered on some of the portraits hanging on the walls. She slowed, scrunching her nose at a particularly bitter looking old woman. Tapping a dainty finger to her lips, Canon decided to raise her hand and waved it! She had expected the eyes to follow it back and forth since it felt as though she had been being very watched, but...

"...odd, I could have sworn the eyes were following each step we took. Do you think it some trickery?"

Nice, it was not. The noble young lady couldn't fake appreciation for such ghastly portraits no matter how hard she'd try.

Date: 2019-08-02 06:16 pm (UTC)
serpentinthegarden: (Its red)
From: [personal profile] serpentinthegarden
"I don't see why you are getting so defensive!"

He drew back so he could watch the girl's fidgeting and rapid quick speak, frowning in a very confused way as he did so.

"It's not like you're a world hell bent on destroying yourself..."

That would be silly.

Re: ♥

Date: 2019-08-03 05:49 pm (UTC)
serpentinthegarden: (Aw paint splotch)
From: [personal profile] serpentinthegarden
"Nahh..."

For a demon Crowley did still manage a little good now and then, as he did now by quickly giving the area a quick survey just to make certain no one had wandered into the area while they had been dancing.

"It wouldn't be any fun if some one got hurt."

Great isn't it?

Date: 2019-08-03 06:03 pm (UTC)
valkyriefoodie: (Blushie)
From: [personal profile] valkyriefoodie
"It could be a trick, but why would you want to make a house look like it's haunted when it isn't?"

Skuld opened the far door and squeaked nearly as loudly as it did when a very odd looking chair hovered over to land beside it. The startle factor for in the next minute she was beside the thing, poking at it with a bold finger.

"A large black chair with room for two people! It seems normal now."

She paused and hummed thoughtfully.

"Maybe this is part of the invitation? We're supposed to sit in this?"

Why not, she finally decided as she plunked herself down on the padded seat.

"There is room for you too Cannon."
chazz_it_up: (Kya!)
From: [personal profile] chazz_it_up
Releasing his hold on the green monster, sprite, thing- Chazz clapped his hands over his ears. His face contorted in annoyance as he tried in vain to tune the high pitched warbling out. "Ugh, is that really the best you can do?! I didn't think anything could sound worse than Atticus's ukulele!"
petalwing: (Sing)
From: [personal profile] petalwing
Still happily singing, Petalwing settled comfortably into Chazz's hair.

It certainly does! Hope it was a fun one!

Date: 2019-08-04 06:47 am (UTC)
chazz_it_up: (Ojama hate)
From: [personal profile] chazz_it_up
Being overly dramatic, Chazz collapsed to his knees like he'd just lost this entrance examination duel. Then he leaned forward until his elbows nearly touched his legs.

"No one asked for this! CAN IT ALREADY!" He never thought he could find a creature more annoying than the ojama but here was petalwing.
petalwing: (Sing)
From: [personal profile] petalwing
"No, bigthing need singasong!" Petalwing said happily, before resuming with the horrid noise that couldn't really be called singing even by the most generous of souls.

That is a pro.

Date: 2019-08-04 07:37 pm (UTC)
chazz_it_up: (Shouting)
From: [personal profile] chazz_it_up
"The only thing I need right now is earplugs, and a one way ticket home." It might be the happiest place on earth for some people, but Chazz wasn't sharing that sentiment. Forcing himself to look up, he looked around for anything he could use to shake this creep. If there was a fountain he could have dunked his head in it, but he didn't see one.

"I'M NOT LISTENING TO YOU... LALALALALALALALALA" Or he could be equally obnoxious.

Nah, we don't get paid.

Date: 2019-08-04 11:36 pm (UTC)
petalwing: (Sing)
From: [personal profile] petalwing
Petalwing perked up at that and the song shifted to follow Chazz's song... in the most painful way possible.

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