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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Feb 6, 2024 1:58:17 GMT
Buying for: Uesugi Umeko Purchasing: • 6 Level Ups (8,9,10,11,12,13) [break] Total Cost: 420 Extra: All stats
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Feb 5, 2024 22:42:51 GMT
Characters you're keeping: Uesugi Umeko [break] Character Anchor: Gift [break] Character Class: Lady of Vistas [break] Characters you want archived: n/a [break] Discord Name: Khepri [break] Notes: Points to Ingrid Karina
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Feb 5, 2024 2:49:30 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Even as she was being thanked, Ume could feel the palpable hurt underneath Dahlia’s words. Today had been a mistake. Ume had realized the folly of this so-called-date. Even if she felt Dahlia had been doing exceptionally, she worried that her friend’s mind would wander into terrifyingly negative spaces. She could glean so much from the cave she had presented. Creative endeavor was hardly a calming activity for the two of them. Ume’s professional stresses were a terrible mix with Dahlia’s anxieties under scrutiny. Sighing, she attempted to address the issue, “I’m sorry” She abruptly broke, “I had hoped this would’ve gone better. Afterwards, how about we go catch’a movie? I found some interesting DvDs.” [break][break]
Umeko had yet to blink since she sat back in front of the canvas. This class wasn’t supposed to last all day, yet painting a large landscape was an incredible task. She felt the burn of the rush. Internal conflicts swirled within her. A thousand mistakes appeared directly in front of her. All the cracks in her underpinning screamed out for her attention. Ruffling her hair with her brush-ladened hand, she fought the urge to completely shatter under duress. Swiping her gaze towards the clock, and her instructor, she cursed her inability to address these concerns. It didn’t need to be a masterpiece, it just needed to be on canvas, she told herself internally. [break][break]
A considerable amount of thought went behind Ume’s take of the sky; the mindset of Romanticism was clearly set. Under the stress of time, she may not have been able to see many of these thoughts through to fruition. Blending blues with her grays, she set out the penultimate section of her work. Soft rounded strokes made up the sky’s foundation; a series of discs sinking down towards the ground. Following with flourish after flourish, wispy swirls of grays and whites added the all important ethereal edges to her clouds. [break][break]
Adding and finalizing significant details, Ume darkened much of her swaying foliage, while finally populating the upper echelons of the hill. Barely visible through the trees was Ume’s favorite touch; a dulled shinto gate, falling apart, its way barely clear through the woods. Puddles, reflections, and all the intricate details that needed a steady hand followed. The stress was clearly getting to her, as her attempts to keep her hand steady were in stark contrast to the sudden jumpiness of the canvas. Still keeping a steady breath, she still tried her damndest to paint through the movement. [break][break]
What remained of her shuttering focus was completely undone. A bat’s squeak, one followed suit by an expression of absolute terror, brought Ume’s head up. Catching the familiar sight of Dahlia fighting a monster sprung from seemingly nowhere had satisfied her curiosity. A swarm of little ink bats couldn’t stop her, let alone a lone one; Dahlia could handle this on her own with ease. In clear defiance, she set about adding a fox to her bit of clearing, with no true significance, she just thought the pop of red from the Shinto gate could use some more company. [break][break]
Ume was far from happy with the finished product. Her painting was a mess of poorly defined perspective, terrible lighting, and a fox that appeared moving. Although in this case, it wasn’t so much an issue of the fox having been magic, but rather the canvas had been snatched from in front of her and was being flung directly into the fluttering bat. Taking a light sip of her wine, Ume crossed her legs and turned her gaze toward Dahlia, “I thought it had charm.”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Feb 4, 2024 15:07:14 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Ume smiled as Dahlia described her history of painting as something she had dabbled with in college. It was something they shared, "It's tha same with me, really. In university I studied tha work'a European romantics, where they tried to capture the 'sublime'. During summer, I tried to capture the land around my aunt's house, and never could. Figured painting wasn't fer me." She responded, keeping a casual tone as her eyes and hands remained pointedly focused on canvas and brush. Her eyes dropped a bit as she her spoken words finally caught up with her own thoughts, forming an inspiration. [break][break]
Her field had begun to spring to life, inspiration rooting deep within. Focusing headlong into the every important choice of greens; blending mostly with muted grays and blues. Much of the detail hadn’t been developed, simply a color palette. She had yet to dip her brush into the important space of the sky, not while she hadn’t yet set the horizon. Hills came to life, hoping to fame out and draw the eyes towards the expressive cave that Dahlia had brought to life. Eyes intently carrying her pointed intensity towards focus; her hand danced through the process of drawing long blades of grass swaying. [break][break]
There were no references to go off of; purely memory or rather dreams. Her mind had zoned on directly to a place of great significance to her, a place of truth: The Nara prefecture. Many summers had sent her to visit her aunt in the country, summers filled with playful exploring of the forest. This idea fresh in her mind, her field would develop patches of woodland; trees bending under the force of the wind. She wouldn’t be able to populate the horizon until she had developed the heavens, bringing her great pause. Having set the stage for a storm, she racked her head around its intensity. Far too intense would take away from Dahlia’s cave; she needed to strike a delicate balance. As if set to a timer, she removed her attention from the canvas to her palette, just in time to miss the physical rumbling of the canvas. [break][break]
She wouldn’t be able to put forth any of her intense focus towards the “sky” dilemma”. Breaking through the white noise of wind blowing, cicadas chirping, and crackling of thunder was Dahlia’s voice and the powerful sting of her supernatural strength tapping at her shoulder. Meekly, she was pleading, while they were in such a pleasant place taking part in fun–mostly insular activities. Something had to be wrong, even if it was something as mundane as a lack of wine. [break][break]
Whipping head bobbed head around to meet Dahlia, her eyes widened once she figured out what had been causing her so much issue. At her feet were the oily remnants of a spill, and clearly, she was far too mortified to handle it directly. These sorts of accidents were bound to happen, especially in a setting where wine was so free flowing. Understanding, she stood up, rushing to get a set of damp rags, “Oh. I’ll get that, don't fret." [break][break] The stains of the monsters that Dahlia had dispatched under Ume’s nose hadn’t had the time to form a permanent mess. Taking her eyes off of her clean-up job, she failed to realize the set of eyes staring back at her through the oily residue. Their tiny, tiny pupils shifted, staring directly into Dahlia’s eyes in the seconds before they met their permanent oblivion at the hands of Ume’s callous nonchalance. Setting the rags on their shared table, a ways away from their fruit plate, Ume was once again hard at work. [break][break]
Noticing that once again, Dahlia had done away with the idea of there being something more obviously creeping in the cave, she wondered if this struggle was the corner store of her anxiety in this setting. She wasn’t one to offer any unsolicited advice or artistic suggestion. Personally, Ume felt the lack of a clear antagonistic force added a terrifying mystique. All of this alongside their instructor's warnings against the very real dangers of chasing intertextuality.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Feb 4, 2024 3:06:02 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Wine and the arts–a perfectly classical stereotype. While this may have been a setting perfect for a murder, a heist, or the spark of a romantic misunderstanding, she had the gut feeling that none of that would exist today. Today was a day for friendship and the crafting of a landscape. However, to Ume that very prospect was about as severe as business got with her. The arts were where many of her passions lied; the rest were wrapped up with a traditional board game without much popularity outside of her country of origin, making it more there than here. [break][break]
Taking a sip of her provided wine, she returned her intense gaze to the off white field just before her. Every blink provided her with a new way to populate it. One moment a meadow of verdant majesty, dotted by bright flourishes of flowers. Next a rocky beachside, meeting the might of a stormy ocean. Lastly, a sleepy pond, dotted by the light rippling of a soft drizzle springing forth a glistening rainbow overhead. Many more would flash through, and many more still would be rejected. She could spend all day imagining pretty or simply evocative landscapes, but that wasn’t the point of the class. [break][break]
Holding her brush fractions of millimeters away from the canvas with her well-practiced serenity, she fought tooth and nail to break ground. Sweat beaded across her brow. Ume had and continued to express herself in an artistic field. However, her confines were typically a bit more limited. No matter what she intended, she would always be limited by physics, and the other natural orders of the universe. Although Earth-Chan had dialed back a little bit of the treachery of reality, she still had to abide by certain rules–especially in a world where her post-production effects were next to non-existent. This newfound freedom, one where she was limited purely by the confines of her own imagination. Painting was perhaps the most daunting task she had faced; the breadth of options before her was paralyzing and she feared just how it may show the cracks in her imagination or talents. [break][break]
Next to her, Dahlia was making short work of the assignment. Painting could certainly be an activity of great catharsis, and it seemed to be doing Dahlia a great deal of good. Closing her eyes, she underwent a series of breathing exercises. Removing her brush from the canvas, she turned away, pivoting herself in her comfortable stool. She did not feel the jerking of the canvas, and wasn’t aware of anything being amiss until she had heard her name called in the wake of a stomp. [break][break]
"Are ya okay, Dahlia?" She quickly responded. Opening one of her eyes, she shuffled back. Getting a full view of the work Dahlia had begun; she could see how it was able to capture the class's attention. She had gone for something delightfully expressionistic. She had hardly expected something so raw and vulnerable in a beginner landscape class, but this is exactly why she viewed Dahlia as an invaluable partner in their collective creative endeavors. Putting her free hand on Dahlia's shoulder, she continued to misconstrue exactly why her attention had been called, "Ya've quite the hand fer the canvas; have ya painted much before?" [break][break]
Dahlia had inadvertently nudged Ume towards what she needed to do. Their instructor was right, she only needed to see truth. As she awaited a response, Ume's hand glided along her side the canvas. She started with the barest foundation; a field of the greyest green.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 25, 2024 2:46:04 GMT
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This first person that Ume had the pleasure of meeting appeared to be just as confused as her. Another misplaced tourist, perhaps? Still, Ume nerves were frayed; she had been the victim of quite the existential rug pull. For now she might have been able to keep pace, she didn’t get a lot out of this stranger, only a few rushed out phrases. English hadn’t been her strong suit, and the fact that she could intuitively understand whatever was being said to her hadn’t struck her yet, “C…c..close?” She repeated, in English, nervously. ‘Nearby?’ She thought to herself. For a moment it seemed to her that it was simply the fact that she had kept up with English language movies keeping up with her. [break][break]
As many thanks as she owed Barbara Stanwyck, she certainly owed many more to the squirrelly woman who had narrowed down her search. Politely bowing, she was ready to be on her way, “Ookini... Thank you.” She slowly and carefully replied. Relaxing her terrified breath, she attempted to get a lay of the land. While her literacy was much stronger, she wasn't confident in her ability to navigate a foreign city. [break][break]
As her eyes moved from street signs to broken business windows, something occurred to her; clarity. She no longer needed to unpack and attempt to match what was written with fading vocabulary. It wasn’t just English; Spanish, Vietnamese, Tagalog, Cantonese written here and there were as clear as her own native tongue. Curiosity took hold; her class description made no note of comprehension, only understanding of terrain. [break][break]
Maybe she didn't even need to navigate. Her mind returned to the floating menu that assailed her upon arrival. Going against her better judgment, she attempted to visualize it once more. Earth-Chan’s GUI would, rather unceremoniously, mark a clear path through the city to the stadium. However, at the end of the waypoint, Ume noticed a red circle in the center, and a dwindling number labeled [participants]. [break][break]
Struck with a reminder that she had 10 minutes to get to the arena before ‘Elimination’, Ume fully understood her reality. Snapping with the fervor of a spooked rabbit, she darted off in what was–only a few fleeting milliseconds ago–the opposite direction. She was trapped in a deadly perversion of her own world for the amusement of a terrible higher power… clearly. With her revelation ringing in her head she took a moment to stop, “As the Gods Will!” She exclaimed in native Japanese, her mind fleeing from the baseball related horrors her imagination was hasty to concoct.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 21, 2024 16:59:00 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Ume carried herself through LA with a pensive gait, arms tucked behind her back. Dressed fairly casual–unbothered by the mild desert chill– if confident in her own ability to stay neat and dry, as shown by her shimmering, white buttoned blouse. Paired with black capris, and similarly black sandals, Ume kept to her tried and true pre-technicolor flare. Her straight hair had been cropped into a flattering bob; layered with one of her signature white hairbands. [break][break]
This engagement had been Ume’s idea; the terrifying ordeal of the race coupled with the fact that every other experience prior to the race had been terrifying in its own unique way, had led Ume down the path of wanting a night to simply unwind. Uncharacteristically, she had been running late. Recently, she had begun to explore her options when it came to reinvigorating cinema in a landscape without. With so many vital roles missing, she was scouring Los Angeles and the other safe zones, in search of both already skilled crew candidates, and the far more common prospect of unskilled individuals excited to learn various trades. Getting ahead of herself, she had lost track of time, and was looking to miss time with her assistant director, script supervisor, editor, and production assistant (all rolled into one package). [break][break]
Darting her way through the streets of LA, she slowly unraveled the mysterious trail that led to the Vegan Sushi Experience. While the minimap and waypoint made it an easy find; the trip there was one of passing by many ruined façades, and activities that may or not be construed as crime. As worn down as Dahlia’s choice of venue may have been, it stuck out with the beaming of functional lights. [break][break]
Ume wondered to herself, making her way into one of LA's more resilient eateries. Keeping to her polite inclination, she eagerly returned the staff's warm greetings similarly. Finding Dahlia was a far less involved task; she was tucked away in a pleasant spot. Glad to see her after an unusually long absence, Ume penitently bowed, going lower than any previous. Even though priorities had shifted, she still couldn’t abide by being rude, “I’m very sorry I’m late, Dahlia.” Stress crept its way into her voice. [break][break]
Not offering any excuses and not anticipating a rejection, Ume sat herself down. Taking for granted Dahlia's lack of experience, Ume got to work quickly. Setting them up with a pitcher of beer as a starting round. While in the west this was usually a path warned about in rhyming adages, it was Ume’s norm before the awakening. They would not have to suffer on an empty stomach, for the boat was on its way–Ume sure to double up on the mushroom options that most intrigued her. Loading a chilled mug she held the pitcher above Dahlia’s, gesturing for her to tilt it, “Did you run into much trouble while we were separated?”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 15, 2024 4:06:50 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Directors had the star power, Ume knew this. Even so it hurt to hear the ever present fact that the cinematographer, the editors, and many others often slipped through the cracks. She would never hold it against anyone, for a lot of the crew fell to the wayside. Thankfully, Seika was leaning into her ronin ways, expressing her desire to learn and grow. While work loomed ahead of them, Ume was intrigued by the prospect of discussing the work of some of her heroes, “I can tell you all about Saito, Nakai and Miyagawa.” She suggested, before she got way ahead of herself. What she was a bit ambivalent about was going over her own work, which had fallen more into the B-picture range, as proud as she may have been. [break][break]
Either way, this light banter wasn’t terribly intrusive, this was a silent film after all. Sekai had taken ‘action’ to heart, it seemed. There was passion behind her way with the sword, and certainly a lack for the slimes that stood in her way. It made for properly compelling stuff. Even in the downpour that she confirmed was a direct result of her interference, “Sorry, I should have warned you; my class allows me to switch up the terrain, and make it rain.” She simply followed up. The full details weren't necessary, not while her actress needed to focus on slaying the vicious slimes before her. [break][break]
The slime problem had ceased to be in a flash of purple and silver. Ending a pitch perfect chiburi, after some clever editing at least. [break][break]
Ume bluntly declared, “Wrap.” In English. Abruptly calling the storm off she approached Seika, “Thank ya so much for yer time, you do excellent work. Ya gave me lots of great material to work with. I’ll keep in touch, once I see my editor, I’ll get you the full short.” Even watching through the rough footage, Ume was lighting up. Ushering in her return to filmmaking was a powerful feeling, even with all the work she had ahead of her for such a small amount of footage. Shutting her camera with a heavy click, she gestured toward the greater LA, “Ya hungry? I promised ya lunch.” [break][break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 15, 2024 3:11:15 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Together, Ume and the batman hid together under the stairwell. Large thumping steps echoed through the increasingly dark building. Above them, a droning hum that could overpower the racing of the city hovered above them. One red light broke through the darkness, zipping around–feeling. Finding common ground, Ume and the batman silently formulated a plan. If either of them was going to make it out of here alive, they were going to have put aside their differences as strike as one. [break][break]
Nodding, the batman got into position. Ume prepared herself, once again slotting the raining terrain data into the slot. Rain pouding once more, the android went into a frenzy. Shooting off in every direction, it wildly attempted to eliminate the two intruders that sought to disrupt whatever it was it was up to. Poking out for a moment, Ume shot the android with an empowered blast from her viewfinder. While it didn’t destroy it, the strike left it vulnerable for a brief moment. The batman used this moment to execute a complicated judo maneuver to toss the android out of a high gated window, all the way to the ground [break][break]
Relieved, the batman ominously threw a wing over his face and began to walk off, heading upstairs. Ume, confused simply stared. Stopping, the batman gestured for her to come with him. In silence the two continued up the stairs further and further. More androids blocked their way, as well as entire android wars. At the very top, after what appeared to be a day’s journey, they had made it to the penthouse. In the flashes of lighting, Ume caught a glimpse of the mysterious bat. [break][break]
Flying quietly up the top, she inelegantly whipped her hand out, violently grabbing the bat by its tiny little legs. It screeched in her hands, its cyborg screeching enough to cause her physical anguish. Having not brought a cage, she did her best to stuff the bat into her provided coat. She had a long journey ahead of her, for the farmer she needed to meet was atop another condemned building.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 15, 2024 2:48:24 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Smog had made even the brightest hours of the day indecipherable in this part of Motor City. Inside, despite the many torn walls open to the outside world, the darkness was impenetrable. Feeling her way around wasn’t getting her very far, for the substances that lined the walls were hauntingly mysterious, and she couldn’t rely on the sounds to guide her–they mostly got obscured by the roar of the racers outside. She had two choices: she could attempt to find a lightswitch, or she could use terrain data. [break][break]
Not wanting to even risk touching the walls she searched through her data in the pitch of darkness. She hoped to slot in her desert terrain, the unrelenting, cruel sun straight from Lawrence of Arabia was perfect for these cramped halls. Her luck was far from being on her side. Clicking in, she was greeted by nothing but the howl of wind, and the bombarding beratement of rain. Not entirely defeated, she attempted to time her movements with the flashes of lightning that came with her storm. [break][break]
The wind was knocked out of her upon the first flash of lightning. Hidden in the dark was no bat, but a lanky figure dressed as one. In that brief second offered by the flash of lightning, Ume caught the figure’s beady, bloodshot eye staring directly into the part of her spirit that made her her. Her blood running cold, caused her to pivot on her heel and begin running in the now slippery halls. Whatever shriek the building’s inhabitant made was hardly a bat-like sound, but something designed from the ground up to be disturbing.
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 15, 2024 2:29:18 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Mission Details[break][break] Just when she thought she was out, she found herself stumbling back into her favorite dreary gin joint. Motor City moved quickly, and this den had gained a lot of glamor since Ume's last visit. Ole bronze arm needed her help once more; Ume was relieved to see her drinking and smoking with her cat. Ordering a Scotch on the rocks, she sat at the bar next to her confidant, looking to get some information on her next mission. [break][break] Being the animal lover she was, she put Ume on the path towards the case of a fantastic creature: a bat, one that could “produce ” lithium. Even in this high tech portion of the world, the manilla envelope still got some serious mileage. Inside of the envelope was a tablet, one on a strict timer. Quick as she could, she pulled the critical pieces of information: the address that held the bats, where to take them, and which streets to avoid. Making her short processing window, she, Ume just narrowly avoided her warnings before the tablet sparked and went blank. Nodding, Ume ordered another Scotch on the rocks for the road. [break][break] Outside, she took a long look around. Her time in Motor City had been enlightening; she had come to grips with it, and all of its odd inconsistencies. Thinking back to the burnt tablet, she set her mind on the apartment, and its ludicrously high floorage. These streets bred a certain cruelty, and even the act of asking for directions was met with a slew of rude words and impractically incorrect directions, mostly involving body parts. Patience carried her through the streets until she was finally clued into the fact that she had been wandering in the opposite direction. [break][break] Doubling back, she discovered her target: a large, condemned building, plastered with warnings. Adjusting her facemask, she took a deep breath, prepared to make the plunge. [break]
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 15, 2024 0:52:05 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] It had been a long time coming, Ume’s return to Japan. Her trip to LA had certainly soured when the world ended around her (go figure); she was glad to be home, until she was starkly reminded of the terrors that awaited further out. At the very least, she and Dahlia were safe in this apartment building, one not dissimilar from the one she had been living in for the better part of her adult life. Still, she was deeply appreciative of the hospitality she and Dahlia had been offered. [break][break]
“A room sounds nice; if it isn’t an intrusion, I’d like to brew Dahlia and myself some tea.” She graciously requested, hoping to find a moment of normalcy; even their lunch before leaving had been unusual. Ume had been so caught in the prospect of both returning to Japan and meeting a group of likeminded entertainers, that she had lost track of Dahlia, her sisterly friend of Earth-chan’s domain, "Well don't let us keep ya; we'll be fine for a moment.” Together, Dahlia and Ume were perhaps some of the least troublemakingist people around. But before she left the two, Ume offered a polite bow, "Thank you for everything Ms. Sakuyuki. I'll do what I can to help, in any way I can."
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Jan 14, 2024 19:34:25 GMT
Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 14, 2024 19:34:25 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] “The director certainly is; they are often the ones in-charge during a shoot. But a film crew has a lot of movin’ parts that a director works with. A cinematographer's role is wrapped up in the technical details of filmin’: Lightin’, lens choice, camera placement. Director has an idea or plan for a shot; we work with the crew and our tools to make it happen.” Ume was ready to go on. Right now, Seika wasn’t far off. Ume was fulfilling the role of a director; coordinating with her actress, location scouting–the works. [break][break]
Happy to have Seika fully on board, she snapped her camera to catch a shot of her from below, to match the imposing slime. She could’ve made short work of these slimes with nothing more than a regular umbrella, an actual sword was overkill. [break][break]
Taking her eye from her camera’s viewfinder to her magical Superimposer, she clicked in the slide for a storm. Overhead the clouds shifted from light white wisps to the ominous dark gray of a typhoon. Wind picked up, and Ume remained focused. She was in relative control of this storm and as such, struck the slowing power of its rain and wind from her and Seika’s list of debuffs, allowing her move through the daunting storm uninhibited. Keeping her hand raised, she waited for the moment the knightly slug lunge–slowed by the worsening downpour. Code switching to English, Ume issued her signal, “Lights. Camera. Action!” [break][break]
Once Seika was off. Ume would follow suit, on the move alternating her position, going so far as to even get overhead shots. Overhead, a dragon slime arose from the nest, struggling against the wind to get in on the action. Ruthless creature was nothing short of a distraction. Lining up her Superimposer, Ume fired an enhanced bolt of lightning right into the advancing slime. The flash of the slime's demise offered a momentary burst of light, allowing a pop of brightness to slip into the footage. [break][break]
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Name: Rainstorm[break] Damage Type: Lightning[break] Description: A heavy rainstorm, dark clouds covering the skies, rain lashing down like stinging needles and harsh winds blowing across the battlefield. Effects: While in the rainstorm any ranged abilities or attacks have their range reduced by 25% and the [SPD] of all creatures in the Rainstorm is reduced by 10%, increased to 30% if the creature is flying. Lastly any fire damage is reduced by 50% while in the rainstorm. [break][break]
Used [Core] - SPD debuff waived for Seika and Ume. Ume is granted flight by World Through a Lens: Lightning. One attack, D rank magic.
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Jan 14, 2024 16:15:07 GMT
Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 14, 2024 16:15:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Oda’s weighted yo-yo had proved treacherous enough. When swung it crushed vehicles into a miserable flattened state. Ume felt as if that was more than enough; it did the job the race needed, giving her a dangerous advantage. However, her suspicions that this was, in fact, her Oda from Osaka were confirmed not just from her strong Kansai-ben, “Yer outta ‘ere!”, but from her rather audacious strategies. Perhaps most audacious was her creative use of the incredible tensile strength of her yo-yo; having wrapped the string around the neck of the large wyvern, she had swung it and its rider towards Ume. [break][break]
This not entirely happy wyvern was mostly unhappy with this argument. Flaring its wings, it slowed its descent, coming to a thunderous land behind Ume. Not finished with her–they were all its enemies–it fired off one of his massive, incredibly hot, and possibly very deadly blasts of fire towards the racing woman. Quick to react, and even quicker to take her eyes off the road, Ume slotted in her all-important rain cloud once more. While the summoned typhoon could not completely snuff out the flames, it offered Ume some respite. She had taken the full brunt. Her incredible newfound fortitude was stretched to its limits. Searing agony had overtaken her back, but she did not falter. [break][break]
Not finished yet, the wyvern yanked on the yo-yo. Oda, taken by unusual surprise, found herself at the end of her dirty trick. Once more, Ume was the target. Three attacks in such a short amount of time was too much–it was unfair. Having adequate preparation for once, though, she was able to twist her own trajectory, avoiding much of the brunt of Oda’s heavy assault. She could not avoid the string of curses–and insults–being hurled her way as Oda’s bike shattered beneath her, leaving her sufficiently defeated by circumstances outside of Ume’s control. There was no satisfaction in this, Ume would have to track her down later, perhaps so they could duel to the death under better conditions. [break][break]
Two attempted murderers weren’t enough for the wyvern and its continually irrelevant rider. Pushing through the Mystwood, the vicious wyvern clawed and snapped its teeth. Trees were tossed all around, forcing Ume to swerve and dart around in the crowded wood. Blind rage bubbled from the wyvern, its ravenous hunger trained onto Ume. While there had been no shortage of splitting wood, Ume noticed an uptick coming from their left. That much was recognizable–the train had refound its footing and was barreling through the woods. Shifting direction, Ume shot forward at a diagonal, wyvern hotter on her trail. [break][break]
Blasting straight through the woods and directly into the flank of the charging wyvern was none other than the trail, brought to a short end by yet another instance of something behind in its ways. Pushing the wyvern aside, the heavily battered train rushed ahead, blaring its cannons one last time. Ume examined their positing, and looked forward. Running numbers she came to the horrifying realization that this could end badly for Dahlia. Deliberately falling behind, she slowed to match the pace of the train, remaining just ahead of the cannon car. Empowering herself through the lens of [Lightning] she pulled herself up taking flight, she twisted herself so she may land onto the bed of the car. Twisting herself she shot towards the crank where one of the artillery dolls was on guard. [break][break]
Bayonet was aimed directly at Ume’s neck, she answered in kind with an electrical blast to the doll. Sparking to the ground, Ume used the strength granted by the bike’s inertia to painfully yank the crank back, “That should throw it off enough…” She doubted her logic; she had no formal education when it came to artillery. Heading to the back of the moving train, she shot directly up the shaft. The blowback offered by the weapon’s firing provided her with a terrifying amount of air. Clearing the forest–and her senses–she helped close the gap created by sudden missions of heavy-weapon sabotage. [break][break] While she was immune to fall damage in this state, her poor motorcycle was not. Coming into contract with the ground, the poor vehicle let loose its sounds of suffering. Its last moments of life were squeezed for all they were worth; Ume would cross the finish line atop a vehicle, no matter the cost. Successfully her tire crossed the finish line, sputtering to a stop. Thick black smoke billowing from its exhaust and front lights Within moments of her abandoning the motorcycle, it too, erupting into terrifying flames, no longer in the rain’s soothing touch. [break][break]
Ume, her clothes smoking, and partially on fire, limped her way from the motorcycle. Heading towards Dahlia, she forced her camera onto one of the officiators, “Keep it at chest height, tilt upwards, 60 degrees. Do not get within 3 meters.” She curtly instructed, smoke leaving her mouth. Grabbing the other portion of the cup she issued Dahlia a thousand yard stare, “Let’s go for drinks”
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Post by Uesugi Umeko on Jan 14, 2024 5:22:45 GMT
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[attr="class","frame144"] [attr="class","lowe14quote"] [attr="class","lowe14quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe14reescroll"] [break][break] Once more, Ume cursed the low fuel efficiency of Earth-chan’s complementary honda. Embittered, she moved up the ice lake a few times, allowing more of her fellow racers to crash and burn as she coasted along refueling. Ahead of her, things were looking quite interesting. The race had slowed to a crawl, racers of all walks had convened. Much of her view had been heavily obscured by the snake, audaciously large and overwhelming. [break][break]
Patiently awaiting her turn, she watched as other races were flung back and fewer made their way onto the next leg of the race. Ume enjoyed puzzles, and could more than handle herself when it came to riddles. Confidence brewed racer after racer was filtered out, as her turn came all the nearer. Her mind went through books worth of English riddles. Matters of tying rainbows, numbers of heads in a bed, and many more devilish bouts of word trickery racked her mind. Looking up, she came to realize that the snake was still there, seeming set aside. Lifting her goggles, she gazed all the way up and could now make out the crane that sat at the very top of the multi-headed snake. [break][break]
Making it to the head of the line, Ume matched bare eyes with the Sphinx prepared for its worst, so she could retort with her best. She hadn’t been prepared for a rug pull. Lifting her paw, the mighty Sphinx revealed a gorgeous shogi board. Ume didn’t consider this, having to play the mighty Sphinx in shogi. Ume wasn’t a professional shogi player, she couldn’t help to challenge the Sphinx in her infinite wealth of wisdom, especially with her being so out of practice. Sweat overcame her brow; ner nerves quickly took league of her senses, “...I.” She began, only to be cut off by the Sphinx, “--cannot play shogi.” [break][break]
Feeling herself caught in a vortex, she snapped her neck up. The snake was rotating its head, facing down at Ume. Atop its head, the crane offered what might be construed as a salute, and whatever sound a crane made. Floating down, the crane landed on the other side of the shogi board. Scratching the top of her helmet, Ume looked back at the Sphinx, hoping for further explanation, to which she indulged, “This ibis doesn’t speak, so I cannot fairly issue it a riddle. We went over games it could play, and it showed the most enticement over shogi. Are you familiar with the game?” [break][break]
Ume nodded. Getting off of her bike, she knelt by the board, looking directly into the crane’s unemotive bird-eyes. Taking five pawns in her hands, she shook them, tossing them onto the board. First turn would be hers. At best, since she had been here, she had been slowly teaching Dahlia how to play the game, she hadn’t faced any serious competition. Carefully, she considered her opening move, aiming to develop a potent defense. [break][break]
Yet the crane was able to match it. It too, favoring to develop its defenses. Quickly, the unsustainability of this began to creep its way into Ume’s mind, the race was baring over them both. As patient as she could be, could really afford her calm, level-headed pace? Glaring into the crane’s blank, senseless eyes she tried to get a read on it. Shifting gears, she put herself in Oda’s place. Going over the many ways that she had lost to her longtime rival, Ume shifted entirely into pressuring the crane. She understood the crane’s opening, it had been a favorite of hers, and one of the first that Oda had cracked. [break][break] Her opponent was experienced, and was able to answer many of Ume’s points of attacks, but not what Ume was setting up. Ume’s chipped away, seemingly giving up more than she was taking, until she glanced down, “Oute?” She questioned, knowing the answer. The crane squawked. In turn, Ume took advantage of the Crane’s swing into aggression, finally closing in, pincer, “Tsumi.” Crossing her arms, the crane could only gulp before it was sent off in a puff. [break][break]
Standing up, Ume came to the realization that time had slowed around them. Feeling a hard pat on her back, the Sphinx offered her congratulations. Successful, Ume was sent off. In time she would be joined by rivals Oda, dragon lady, and what little remained of the train.
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