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.

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( cannoneer canon • valkyrie connect )

[cannoneering]

ii • sorry about the paint job.

A soft, sweet sounding voice cackled that's right, cackling sweetly, figure it out. Elongated blonde curls flailed and bounced in the air with her chortling, daintily hidden behind the back of her hand. What was she laughing at? Well, there had been a sign hanging on a nearby wall and it made for just the most lovely of targets! Giddily, Canon had hoisted up her all too large travel cannon and pointed it toward the wall, shattering it with the heavy strike of her flaming cannonball. It had made her so happy to have hit the sign that she didn't really register having utterly destroyed the wall itself sorry. Fortunately, the cannon wielder hadn't caused any issue with the recently painted building...

...unless one counted the dust kicked up from the heavy attack that was likely clung onto the wet substance now. Oh well! It gave it character, right? Right.

iv • did you know that i am a pioneer cannoneer?

She wasn't sure where she was. Things didn't really look all that familiar to herself and she was kind of upset that she'd lost track of Skuld and Hel; how was she supposed to impose on them teach them about the wonders and delicacies of cannoneering if they weren't around? Hel especially seemed to be quite against the notion and Canon, being perfectly ladylike at all times, thought it might be best to teach her via displaying her amazing talents Canon please right before her own eyes!

And yet... she was lost. When had she taken a wrong turn and how had she ended up in some sort of town? Weren't they heading into the woods? Hel had insisted they at least not be near her estate again when firing off the oversize portable canon. Her large, red eyes took in the sign before her; reading something about apartments. What were those? Tiny homes? It said something about "living" so it must have been something to do with housing.

She was bent over just slightly, reading the smaller print of the sign whilst tapping her chin with her index finger. What in the name of the Gods was going on here? "Wow, such a strange place! I wonder if they need anyone to teach their young ladies how to properly become a cannoneer?" Obsessed, what? Who said that!

II. Not sorry about the paint job

[to_curse_and_confuse]

Even Sulfus had to jump at the loud concussive blast, but once he knew what had happened and he could see the damage for himself ... well... he was amused. In fact, he had a positively wicked idea he decided to try putting into practice. Assuming a calm collected manner he approach the firearm happy girl. To the casual observer he just looked like any other human despite the large star over one eye.

"Not bad....... but it was only a sign." Not that she'd asked for commentary. "I don't really think that flimsy plank of wood was a fair test of your weapon's power."

You could take the demon out of his dimension but it wouldn't change his natural inclinations.

neither is she, really.

[cannoneering]

He might not have been as impressed with it as she was but it hardly mattered. Canon was still ( technically ) learning how to properly use her immense weapon and hitting the target was a step in the right direction! The mass destruction that happened as a result of firing said weapon was a happy accident — although it was to be expected as a given. It wasn't exactly a nerf soft ball being shot from its contents.

"Maybe! But it was hit and therefore, I did as I wanted!" Chipper to a fault, Canon smiled to the newcomer and touched the tips of her fingers together, steepled before herself. "Oho? There is always somewhere new to practice! Where do you have in mind, friend?"

Stranger, more like.

Re: neither is she, really.

[to_curse_and_confuse]

She might have thought it was a step in the right direction, but Sulfus was here to ensure that it would ultimately lead to the wrong direction. He wasn't the top in his class for nothing, and he didn't think it would take much coercion to have her use that weapon for ill purpose. Plus, there didn't seem to be an Angel in the area to even oppose him. Win-win.

"Sure, I guess it did... but I'd think you wouldn't be content with just that." Continuing to not sound overly impressed to inspire doubt in her mind. It looked as if he didn't really have to however since she was already asking him for suggestions, and calling him friend. Sulfus smiled in return.

"You see there's a building they're planning on demolishing and you could save them a lot of time and effort by bringing it down with your cannon".

[cannoneering]

Excuse you, there is one hundred percent an angel present: he was looking at her! He wasn't wrong though: gullibility was something Canon was known for due to her young age and her excitement to prove herself as a noble lady in the cannoneering profession.

"Hm?" She was pretty contented. It was the target she was trying to hit and had nailed it. What wasn't to be happy about? Sure, it might be nice to have a bigger target but given that the wall had crumbled, too, it was sort of a win/win, right? The lack in enthusiasm for her amazing target skills was a little troublesome but maybe he just didn't understand the practice needed for a weapon like this one...

... that peaked her interest! She perked up and smiled. "Is that so? I imagine that I could certainly handle a job like that! Can you please direct me to it so I might ask if I can assist?"

[to_curse_and_confuse]

Funny that angel sure looked like a regular human to this devil. Either way, it wouldn't stop him from trying to corrupt her even if she was one of the winged denizens of heaven. I mean he had gotten Raf to violent the V.E.T.O. on day one of the latest school term. Now that was an angel that was really clueless about how things worked on Earth.

It was a start, and that is all Sulfus would allow. He had much bigger ambitions for that destructive force. Sulfus was no weapons expert himself, but he didn't need to be.

"Sure thing.." There was just one problem with that whole asking thing. He started to lead her down the street towards what looked to be a castle. It was rather small for a castle, but a castle in shape none the less. "This thing has been here for years, so don't let the new paint job fool you... it's a safety hazard on the inside." If the other devils were he he could have used one of them to pose as one of the staff. "I wouldn't even bother asking for permission, they'll just be glad the job was finished."

//not here - demon bro fist of solidarity

[serpentinthegarden]

IV.

[cometophobic]

"Haven't you ever stayed in one of these before?" Noticing the other girl's apprehension and acting as some kind of expert on the subject FYI she isn't. The concept wasn't entirely foreign to her though just the word 'apartment' and some of the amenities they offered.

Her brilliant blue eyes darted briefly to the large metallic cylinder the stranger was carrying. She didn't have the first clue as to what that was supposed to even be so it would take a fair amount of bluffing on her part if it became the topic of choice. Or you could tell the truth Marisol. It was always an option you just never availed yourself of it.

[cannoneering]

"Oh?" A voice! Canon pulled herself from the intricacies of the sign of which there are none to look at the other female. She beamed, lifting her comically oversize cannon as though it were made of styrofoam to maintain her watch on it. Daddy might forgive many things, sure!, but something told her that he'd really, really lose it for real, really real this time doubtful if she lost it. "Well, mm, maybe not? The estate is very, very big but the houses in town are small."

She squinted toward the sign once more and nodded to herself, looking to the girl as though she were some kind of housing savant. "Not this small though, at least I have not seen any so small. Or, mm... hm." After a moment of thought she added: "Actually I have no clue! Going into the homes of other people? That just does not really seem all that right to me, I mean, do you think so? Even if you knock and just go in, you know, just to measure... I would worry they might think I were bragging."

She didn't have to. The people in her homeland knew her, she was popular and hard to miss thanks to her enormous cannon — and being her father's daughter.

[cometophobic]

The blonde with the curly pigtails certainly did move that cylinder with relative ease, it must be a lot lighter than it looks. Perhaps the hollowness of it contributed to that fact. Still- Marisol thought she had a decent sense about metals since her basic powers stemmed from geological modification but she was some how cut off from even that skill here. "Maybe..? Wouldn't you remember if you had?"

Straightening her posture, Marisol flipped her tail behind her awaiting an answer that was a little less confused. It took some time to receive one though. "Oh, that doesn't seem strange at all to me. As a priestess I am often visiting other people's homes in order to grant blessings and cast protective wards and charms over their domiciles." What a total load of.... Still, she clapped her hands together, closed her eyes and bowed forward like she were about to give a solemn prayer. Then she opened one eye breaking the illusion to see how her audience was taking it.

Then she opened both eyes and commented offhandedly, "You must be used to living in an expansive house"..

[cannoneering]

It had to be at least a bit lighter than it seemed. Canon was fairly dainty and in spite of the cannon, she wasn't exactly muscular. The hollowness likely helped somewhat, yes. Unlike this girl, Canon had no idea about metals. She scrunched her nose in thought, tilting her head and shrugged her shoulders. Should she remember? Probably. Did she? Well, other things have happened between then and now, right? "I guess, maybe. I do not know, really! I have been so occupied with practice and school, and helping with attempting to stop Ragnarok..."

The tail didn't seem to click with the young girl, but, being from a world were aesir, jotun and therians were the norm, it wouldn't. She raised her brows at the bow and chuckled, nodding. That made sense! Priestesses certainly did that kind of thing. "That makes sense for you! But, for someone like me who most definitely is not a priestess, it might be a tad bit droll to just go into the home of someone I do not know."

Canon blinked her large eyes. "Are you not? I thought priestesses lived in expansive temples..."

[cometophobic]

Perhaps that was part of it, the hollowness. Marisol had fashioned some of her sparkly adornments out of metallic deposits, and apparently didn't mind mixing them since some were silvery and others were golden in coloration. Yes- she certainly had enjoyed her connection to such things. She used to be able to feel untapped potential in the aforementioned baubles but now they felt cold and lifeless. It was jarring at first. Was this how metals felt to normal humans? "It's alright, you needn't trouble yourself to think back on it further." Though Marisol was curious she was not overly insistent. ".... What is Ragnarok?" Sounding it out slowly since she'd never attempted to say such a word before.

Fair point. Yes- see there was nothing suspicious about her story in the slightest. "Mm, I suppose so since you wouldn't have a purpose in doing so. It might be nice to enjoy seeing how others have arranged their living space though wouldn't it?" Getting into interior design briefly. Humans kept all manner of things in their homes and not all of them seemed useful, they were of interest to her.

"Temples come in a variety of sizes, dear girl." Stating this as if it should be common knowledge. "In fact the one I reside in is situated on a small island which is cut off from the mainland for most of the year. It is only during the springtime when the waters are navigable and I can make my yearly pilgrimage, and rounds of blessings. That's why being here is such a rare treat." The story just has to become bigger and bigger.

II.

[dino_deviant]

Recoiling as the dust started to settle, Rex got a good glimpse of where the sign used to be, the remnants of the wall and just how close it had been to his person.

"Hey watch it! A few inches lower and I would have gone extinct!"

[cannoneering]

Large, red eyes took in the weird small young man because Canon was so huge herself, blinking in something of a flutter when he spoke to her. Was... he speaking to her, really? Didn't he know what cannonballs did upon connection? Why had he walked in the way in the first place? Canon raised her hand as though she were about to make a point, index finger in the air — but instead, set the tip of it to her chin as she tilted her head.

"Is it really considered extinct if it is just yourself and not all humans?" Canon, what.

[dino_deviant]

Oddly enough, in comparison with him, Canon likely was taller. Let's face it, Rex might be a lot of things but tall ain't one of them. He was definitely talking to her- did you see any other cannon toting psychos around? Pretty sure you're the only one. You know... she was kind of a cute cannon-toting psycho though.

"I think so...... I mean, I was only talking about myself and not the entire human race." Not that it really mattered to him, as Rex just tended to speak using terminology often associated to dinosaurs. She was clearly missing the point.

"Hey! Either way, you still nearly took me out along with that sign!" Not even an offer of restitution for his troubles or anything.

[cannoneering]

Oh Rex, that's just terrible. Canon was one of the smallest people she knew! It was a bit weird to have height on someone else for a change. She barely seemed to notice it, though, given that she was more keenly interested in practice! There would be a hefty amount of offense taken to being called a psycho were it verbalized. She wasn't! She was just very enthusiastic about her career choice. And would definitely agree that she was, indeed, a cute cannoneer.

"Mm, no, I cannot imagine that fitting this particular situation. Extinction generally relates to an entire species. Perhaps you could saying something like... expire instead." Because grammar was the important thing here, not the near death incident, obviously.

Canon felt a soft giggle pass her lips, fingers gently brushing them to attempt hiding her amusement. "Took you out? But you are simply far too little like myself to be struck when something is aimed so high~"

[dino_deviant]

You think he doesn't know that? Eventually he's gotta have a growth spurt right? It gets tiresome having to look up to... everyone. The only exception was like Yugi Muto, that guy was a shrimp-o-saurus too. For the moment he had enough sense to keep the term psycho to himself but time would tell if that remained the case. Rex was just as enthusiastic about dinosaurs but he took that to be a perfectly normal hobby, as opposed to hers.

"Expire wouldn't work at all." Knitting his eyebrows, and tugging on his knit hat. Apparently the strange boy wasn't willing to give an inch on this whole grammar thing. It was all about aesthetics. You'd think a girl that took so much time curling her hair could get aesthetics, or had she somehow missed the news about who he was and what his deck consisted of? Do they really not have televisions with the dueling network in the Magic Kingdom? What a Jurassic disaster.

".... Short- hey!" She wasn't wrong but somehow it was still offensive. The only thing that kept him from firing back an insult to her is that she'd defused it by also admitting she was on the short scale. "You know the least you could do is buy me lunch or something..."

ii • sorry about the paint job.

[serpentinthegarden]

The sound of a large explosion rattled the glass in the buildings he past by and he was fairly certain he had heard something shatter. Like some one had dropped a wine glass. He thought of just hurrying on his way. Anything that could cause explosions like that he wasn't really sure he wanted to mess with, not after that whole mess he had been in with a giant monster werewolf... long story.

Curiosity won out. Crowley slipped over to the corner and peered around it to see the girl, her still smoking weapon, and the destroyed wall. One thing seemed certain to him.

"Should have aimed for the castle, you could have done more damage that way."

[cannoneering]

Canon glanced over her shoulder at the sound of a stranger's voice. Was she concerned about stranger danger? No, as a young girl she perhaps should have been but not this girl! She smiled and giggled at the man, hoisting her enormous cannon up as though it were nothing while turning to properly face him.

"Mm~ Maybe so, but, I just wanted to see whether or not I could hit that small of a target on my first try!" She'd nailed it. Canon saw an opportunity to ask whether or not this person might be able to tell her where she was and tilted her head slightly toward him. "Where is this place anyway? It hardly looks like any place that I have seen before..."

[serpentinthegarden]

"Heaven or Hell, I haven't decided yet."

Crowley offered helpfully as the place was literally neither, figuratively however he was leaning towards Heaven which would have been Hell to him. This world was too perfect, too ordered. He suspected it wouldn't have any nightlife at all! Was there a single bar or casino anywhere?

"I think it's called the Kingdom or something like that, really didn't pay much attention to the wizard when he was talking. You've seen him? Wears all blue, beard long enough to trip over."

[cannoneering]

Heaven? Hell? She blinked at him as though he'd said something entirely foreign to her. It wasn't that she didn't technically know what he meant but she certainly didn't call them that, especially given that her Hell was different than his. The ideas of "salvation" and "damnation" were fairly alien to her rather earthy worldview, so the latter wasn't something she would ever think of existing. After a moment of thought, Canon shrugged her slender shoulders.

"Honestly, I am not entirely sure what you mean? You mean Valhalla? Or Helheim?"

The description he gave was very specific so she should have been able to get who he was talking about buuut, Canon wasn't well known for paying attention to the things she should be. She offered him another shrug and smiled brightly!

"Hmm~ no idea! I think someone had been talking to me but I saw this wall and my canon spoke to me, you know?"

iv • did you know that i am a pioneer cannoneer?

[valkyriefoodie]

"This place is wonderful!"

A familiar voice cheerily called out as she flapped her wings and landed near the cannoneer. The reason she felt that way would become pretty obvious to anyone who looked her direction as she held two massive turkey legs that were very nearly the size of her head. Skuld bit happily from one before chewing, swallowing, and biting happily from the other.

"These are so good! You really have to try them!"

[cannoneering]

The familiar voice was extremely welcome and turning on her heels, Canon beamed at Skuld! She lit up and felt a soft laugh leave her lips at the sight of the food in her hands. It was very like her to immediately take to the food in a new place, although Canon had to admit that a person could learn a lot from the sort of food persons ate...

"Skuld!" It was exciting to see her and lugging her cannon along, she closed the distance between herself and the valkyrie. "What a great reunion! What sort of meat is that? Is it tough? Where did you get two?"

But after a moment she had to add: "Hey! Where is Hel? I thought you two were always together since I rarely run into either one of you individually..."

[valkyriefoodie]

Questions! Skuld finished her mouthful of meat and pointed to a not too distant food cart.

"I got them from that nice stand right over there. They are from a turkey and they aren't one bit tough at all! I was speaking to the vendor and apparently they inject each leg with salt water right before they cook it. That makes everything nice the tender."

With more than you ever wanted to know about turkey legs said, Skuld suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"You should go get one! They really are very good!"

That final question was the real kicker though. Hel...

"I..." She frowned slightly, "I seem to have misplaced her. But, she must be here some where? Maybe after you have eaten we could go looking for her?"

[cannoneering]

Questions were the specialty of most teenagers and Canon was no exception. She raised her brows at the idea of injecting something into a creature to make it tender... the people here had some pretty wild ideas! Gleefully, she nodded and enthusiastically agreed to go with her and get some of her own.

"I would love to! I want to taste what water and salt inside of a bird is like." Having been pointed toward the vendor, she motioned for the Vallkyrie to join her as she approached and touched her hands together. "Excuse me, could I please try one of those salt and water turkey meals?"

Smooth.

Frowns didn't suit Skuld. Canon felt a little bad about having caused one and furrowed her brow in thought. It was kind of odd to have lost Hel, she seemed to be incredibly much more responsible of the pair of them. Maybe she was hiding or something?

"Delighted, Skuld! To help, that is. It really is a shame that she seems to be missing... Maybe she took a wrong turn or two...?"