Nothing a person can't solve by punching the right people~! ;3
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24
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
pansexual
CLASS
Face Tank
UNSORTED
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Nov 28, 2023 17:31:21 GMT
Post by Lottie Harper on Nov 28, 2023 17:31:21 GMT
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[attr="class","vpostb"] [attr="class","vpostbg"]It only took one wrong turn.
London was one of the few safe havens left in this new and altered world, granting people solace from the dangers beyond and a chance at normalcy. It was a stable and safe place for those looking to merely live their normal lives, and an apt resting spot for those who took to risking themselves in the world beyond.
But not all was fine and dandy, and Earth-chan had inserted their mischievous little hands into London in a way that ensured anyone who wandered without paying attention would be punished for their folly. It was so easy to slip into a wrong alleyway or corner of London and suddenly find oneself in some other place entirely, stuck in a predicament indeed…
Such was what happened to Lottie.
Lost in her thoughts as she idly wandered about this new London, Lottie was struck by just how silent it was. The lack of cars and people, as well as the altered geography, made for a far more relaxed place, and Lottie almost had a hard time believing this was the same city she had spent her whole life in. A part of her couldn’t help but feel this had been an improvement from before…
But there was still a lot to explore, and so taking a corner into an alleyway shortcut, Lottie would walk until…
“W-Whoa!” She suddenly stumbled, the brick underfoot shifting and changing as the buildings around her seemed to converge upon her! Tripping, Lottie expected to feel the pain of faceplanting onto the hard ground below, but she just kept… falling, until she suddenly landed. Groaning, Lottie looked up to gaze around her, seeing what she could only describe as some sort of fantasy prison dungeon, water dripping from the ceiling and architecture long since fallen into disrepair. Was this some kind of prank!?
Pulling up the System HUD, Lottie would try and check her location, only to see a message that simply said ‘Surprise!;3’ from it, and nothing else. Ugh! That Earth-chan was just insufferable, wasn’t she!? Pouting, she would suddenly pull up her phone, but a rumbling above caught her attention. Did another person fall into this gross dungeon too…? [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:9px;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbord]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#fcfcfc;border:1px solid #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#fcfcfc;border:1px solid #eee;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#666;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb b]color: #434343; transition: 0.8s ease; -moz-transition: 0.8s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.8s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb:hover b]color: #df98d5;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostbg]padding:20px;background-color:#fafafa;[/newclass] [newclass=.voguet]color: #fff;width:400px;position: relative; z-index: 2;[/newclass] [newclass=.mainv]font-family:Playfair Display;font-size:115px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vlyrics]font-family:verdana;color:#fcfcfc;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;margin-top:100px;text-align:left;width:375px;line-height:12px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vcred]opacity:0.6;font-size:8px;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vgroup]width:400px;padding:0px 0px 3px 3px;height:500px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbox]width:400px;height:200px;background:url('https://i.postimg.cc/C1ypfr9v/lottie-threading-2.jpg');overflow:hidden;position: relative; [/newclass] [newclass=.vcover]width:400px; height:200px;position: absolute; top: 0px;-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbox:hover .vcover]-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; top: -195px[/newclass] [googlefont=Playfair Display] |
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22
PRONOUNS
she/her
CLASS
Hex Girl
Dissection
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Post by Morgana on Nov 29, 2023 3:50:11 GMT
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[attr="class","LOUDWRAPPER"][attr="id","charactername"] [attr="class","LOUDHEADER"]  Running from the [break] past is a losing game [break]
been down this road before, already know this story
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Morgana wasn't exactly too thrilled by the sights in London. For as much as everybody always seemed to go on and on about the marvels and cool stuff here, a lot of it seemed like a bunch of rich people not getting a clue that the 1800s had ended centuries ago. She walked through one of the streets with some mild interest and had come to a stop by a lamp post for cig. The fresh cancer stick had been lit but before she could take that sweet first drag, the ground quaked beneath her. [break][break]
"Hey, what the-" [break][break]
The buildings above uprooted themselves like planks of wood being torn off an old, derelict house. They went to crush her as she took a step off of the curb and was sent into a downward spiral. Just falling endlessly as the surface and skylines above had become just darkness above her. Not entirely a bad thing but she had no intentions of staying in some little cesspool underneath this shitty little city. The area around her rumbled and gave way to the floor below while Morgana could only look down at her incoming demise. [break][break]
The impact echoed in wherever the hell she had fallen. The goth laid there for a moment, wondering if she had at the landing but slowly pushed herself onto two legs. One soft groan later, her phone whipped out to showcase her status. Everything was still functioning and she was alive. But not where she was originally. [break][break]
"Great. Didn't think I'd want a tour of some creepy ass dungeon..." [break][break]
Morgana scoffed. Her tone was soft but somewhat apathetic, complete with the kiss of a frequent smoker that enjoyed her little nicotine hits when things got to her. It wasn't long after the fall that she spun around and spotted Lottie there with her. She was surprised that somebody other than her had gotten dragged down here. But hey, misery loved company. The other girl was pretty. Pink hair, gorgeous figure. It reminded her of Lucy back home. [break][break]
Oh yeah, her chest was pretty nice too. She almost caught herself looking for too long and then offered her hand to sit back up. [break][break]
"Hey Pinkie, you get stuck here too?" [break][break]
Morgana went to go for another cigarette to replace her old one. Going to the menu again to fetch her item list and...it was grayed out? pressing the button on the menu didn't do anything no matter how much she pushed. About thirty rapid pushes later, a message box popped up, informing her about noncombat items not being allowed on missions. The news hadn't gone over well with Morgana. [break][break]
"Alright, now it's personal. Nobody messes with my smokes." She huffed and looked at their surroundings for any way out. Just darkness and a bunch of freaky ass crypt walls around them. It was a little poetic that somebody who adored the macabre like her to find herself here, but she was far too irritated at Earth-chan to bother soaking it in.[break][break]
"You okay to walk? We should probably get out of here before something finds us." [break][break]
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Nothing a person can't solve by punching the right people~! ;3
AGE
24
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
pansexual
CLASS
Face Tank
UNSORTED
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Post by Lottie Harper on Nov 29, 2023 5:19:03 GMT
[attr="class","vbord"] [attr="class","vbox"] [attr="class","vcover"] [attr="class","vgroup"] [attr="class","voguet"] [attr="class","mainv"]VOGUE [attr="class","vlyrics"] What price will you pay for freedom? [attr="class","vcred"] Morganaa short note here maybe
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[attr="class","vpostb"] [attr="class","vpostbg"]Lottie could only watch in awe as the ground above her (what a weird sentence) opened up once more to apparently suck in another person! Stumbling back as the entire structure seemed to rumble, she would witness a figure tumble from the top and spiral in a seemingly infinite fashion until she landed on the ground, somehow not taking any damage from the fall either. A machination of Earth-chan, she imagined. Gah, just thinking about it annoyed her!
Well, she seemed fine. Taking the girl in, Lottie couldn’t help but immediately be awed by her. This girl’s sense of fashion was amazing, and she was so pretty too! The goth girl had a complete and cohesive ensemble, and clearly was confident in herself, an attractive trait in and of itself.
But she was staring. Smiling brightly, Lottie would happily take Morgana’s hand and pull herself up, “Okay, before anything else, I have to say that I love your fashion! We should really exchange tips some time~!” She affirmed, eager to trade all sorts of information with the cute goth lady and quite clearly getting utterly sidetracked from the fact that they were stuck in a dungeon.
Looking around her quickly reminded her, though, and she would deflate with an annoyed sigh, “Yeah, I am… I just fell into the ground and got a message from Earth-chan. Looks like she got you too, huh? Sorry that you have to deal with this too.” She said, but would try to stay positive, a small smile, “But I’m sure we two can make it out of here if we work together. Push comes to shove, I’ll just be a punching bag for the mobs while you do… whatever it is you can do~.”
Looking around the prison cell, Lottie would try and take in its details. It was… decrepit. That was the word, decrepit. The cell the two were in did not have so much as a door, and so they could simply walk out down the hallway, bricks lying this way and that, with merely the light of blue torches to give vision to an otherwise utterly dark place. More cells dotted the hallway, some with skeletons in them. Ugh… Lottie hoped they were just props.
“Oh!” Lottie suddenly remembered something. Turning to Morgana, she would extend a hand for her to shake, “I’m Lottie, by the way! Nice to meet you!” [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:9px;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:9px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbord]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#fcfcfc;border:1px solid #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb]width:400px;padding:20px;background-color:#fcfcfc;border:1px solid #eee;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#666;text-align:justify;line-height:15px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb b]color: #434343; transition: 0.8s ease; -moz-transition: 0.8s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.8s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostb:hover b]color: #df98d5;[/newclass] [newclass=.vpostbg]padding:20px;background-color:#fafafa;[/newclass] [newclass=.voguet]color: #fff;width:400px;position: relative; z-index: 2;[/newclass] [newclass=.mainv]font-family:Playfair Display;font-size:115px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vlyrics]font-family:verdana;color:#fcfcfc;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:9px;margin-top:100px;text-align:left;width:375px;line-height:12px;letter-spacing:1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vcred]opacity:0.6;font-size:8px;letter-spacing:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vgroup]width:400px;padding:0px 0px 3px 3px;height:500px;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbox]width:400px;height:200px;background:url('https://i.postimg.cc/C1ypfr9v/lottie-threading-2.jpg');overflow:hidden;position: relative; [/newclass] [newclass=.vcover]width:400px; height:200px;position: absolute; top: 0px;-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.vbox:hover .vcover]-webkit-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; o-transition: 0.8s all ease-in-out; top: -195px[/newclass] [googlefont=Playfair Display] {Info}Stats
PWR: 12 [E Rank]
DEF: 15 [E Rank]
SPD: 5 [F Rank]
MAGI: 5 [F Rank]
VIT: 12 [E Rank]
WIL: 11 [E Rank]
LUCK: 0
Cooldowns
Never Back Down: 0/3 turns
Wavedash: 0/1 uses
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PRONOUNS
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Hex Girl
Dissection
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Post by Morgana on Nov 29, 2023 6:18:13 GMT
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[attr="class","LOUDWRAPPER"][attr="id","charactername"] [attr="class","LOUDHEADER"] Running from the [break] past is a losing game [break]
been down this road before, already know this story
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"Oh, this getup?" Morgana asked, looking down at her robes, or if you could count this thing clothing more than a see through curtain. It did fit her style and aesthetic though so she could complain too much. "Thanks. I sorta woke up with this thing on. Your outfit's pretty cool too." [break][break]
She wasn't exactly the best judge of character when it came to calling things cool or uncool, being from a lifestyle that was more simplistic than chasing trends. But the mixture of modern and "street" style choices was nice. Lottie stood out in a crowd in more ways than one. She even cracked a rare smirk while finding some idolization in her cute earrings. It was almost enough to prod the nagging cravings away.[break][break]
"Sounds good. I'm not exactly some fighter, but I knew a hex or two for anything in our way." [break][break]
A soft chuckle came out of her. In essence, Morgana wanted to find something to test her class on. Something about the mysterious Hex Girl class had made her want to see how far she could take it. Maybe if she got good enough at this, she could see about pulling Lucy out of wherever the hell she was. Or possibly breaking Earth-chan for ruining her smoke breaks so often. The idea made her giddy with excitement. [break][break]
But other matters took priority. Their cell door was open and meant they could leave whenever they wanted to. The environment around them was a classic sort of dungeon looking area. Morgana lead the way and looked inside of the other cells. Skeletons and remains of people trapped down here. It was cool in a way. Just the remnants of some poor fool out for them to see. Her black nails traced along the stone before Lottie introduced herself. [break][break]
"Lottie, huh? Cute name." her hand slid into Lottie's and shook it. "I'm Morgana. Recently loaded in and ready to start hexing people." [break][break]
She was anything but complex. Just a downtrodden person with an opportunity and seizing the day. Who wouldn't given the circumstances? Morgana plucked a torch from the wall after a bit of force and used it to push forward. Her gait was more hurried than Lottie's. She was eager to go and see what else could lie in wait in this mysterious dungeon. It was a fantastic romp! The temptation to pluck off a skeleton's head and begin to recite some of the more macabre ruminations she had memorized was there. But Lottie was probably spooked enough. [break][break]
"So, while we're wandering around in the dark, what did you do before coming here?" Morgana tried her hand at small talk some. Better to keep her from getting more upset she couldn't take a light up in this hellhole. "I used to be a bartender. Pretty boring stuff." [break][break]
It was omitting a lot of stuff, but she wasn't going to care that much about a stranger, would she? [break][break]
"Besides that, loved anything dark, dreary and mysterious~" [break][break]
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Post by Panda on Nov 30, 2023 16:39:37 GMT
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EARTH-CHAN: [break][break]
"Testing! Testing! Is this working?"[break][break]
"It seems we caught ourselves new contestants, ladies and gentlemen! Well, step right up, step right up!"[break][break]
"The goal of this game- well, mission, is to escape. Find the escape route, before the monster gets ya! And if you do see the monster, make sure to say hi for me? Tee hee!~"[break][break]
Thunderous footsteps echoes through the hall after Earth-chan's voice dissipates. A roar, spine-chilling, bone-numbing, fills the hollow halls. It is coming...[break][break]
Your task is to escape, or to fight the monster that lurks these halls. To find your way out, you must each roll a d20 and add them together. A result of 25 or more means you chose the right path. You must choose the right path three times to find the exit. Each failure will trigger a trap...
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