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(I edited this game while there were no replies because I thought I could set this out better)
How this works
1: Look at the scenario the above user has set out for their OC and think about how your OC would help them.
2: Once you have helped the above OC you need to create a scenario for your own OC for the next person to figure out how to help out.
For example if my scenario were this:
Pierce is thrown into a car crushing machine. The walls are slowly closing in on him and he is unable to get out.
Person 2 might write:
Mr Fredrick Von Madeupcharacter takes out the person operating the car crushing machine and quickly switches it off before Pierce can be crushed.
He then goes over to assist Pierce out of the machine.
And then write their own scenario like:
Fredrick Von Madeupcharacter crosses over a train track on their way home and gets his foot stuck in the track. He suddenly realises the train is coming and it's only a matter of time before they are mowed down by the oncoming train.
So the next person has to then answer their scenario with their own solution.
RULES:
- Be respectful towards other users.
- Please wait at least 3 turns before you go again, and please rotate your characters to keep it interesting.
- Please put some effort in and write at least 3 lines.
> New rule < - If someone claims but doesn't complete within 12 hours then you're welcome to skip them and reply to the person above them.
I'll give the first scenario and then after that you need to follow the chain and look a the user above.
My scenario
Pierce is out cold tied up inside a car which has been pushed into the water.
The car is slowly sinking and filling up with water and it won't be long until the cyborg is completely submerged and drowns.
ramyune ((Can Alistair live a normal life? Find out on the next episode of-))
It was quite the strange thing to witness. A kidnapping. Four wasn't stupid enough to think they never happened, but as she saw Alistair get taken away she swore it was like watching a scene from a movie.
Now, a normal person might run away, call the police after taking down the license plate or alerting somebody- anybody who could do something about the crime. However, Four wasn't normal. She wasn't as frail as most humans, nor was she any good at minding her own business when it came to people needing help. So, dropping everything in her hands the woman jogged after the car. She did her best to weave through anyone on the sidewalk, letting the car keep distance from her so it wasn't obvious that she was following the kidnappers, but never letting it out of her sight as she continued her pursuit.
She followed the car until it got to a seemingly abandoned building, slipping carefully and undetected. To find Alistair Four simply followed the scent of blood. She knew not of Alistair's abilities, and she didn't know of his relations with the creep gentleman named Ren, it was pure coincidence that she happened upon his abduction. Alistair would come to, and be face with well— his own eyes, yet unlike his own they were filled with concern and held a certain softness. Alistair could probably immediately see through her disguise, but Four was not trying deceive Alistair, just his abductors.
With ease, Four released Alistair from his bindings, and smoothed a gentle hand across any wounds he had received during the kidnapping, where her hands touched, any pain subsided along with the wound vanishing as well. "You should go, I'll distract them long enough for you to get out without any concerns." While Four for all intent and purposes looked like Alistair, she sounded nothing like him. It was only through illusionary magic that she could look like someone, the woman could not alter her voice. She 'had' the same wounds Alistair previously had on her current form too. Though in truth, Four hadn't a scratch on her.
"I suggest going that way, there weren't many guards in that direction- at least...not when I came in." The woman borrowing Alistair's appearance mumbled sheepishly.
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NP: Four is a kitsune, so it's not unlikely that she'd be hunted even though she is....quite harmless. But being a species who is suppose to eat people sometimes people come for her anyway if she is found out.
Aloofcloud done
It's a middle of the night in the forest, there were no people wander around that late, the moon shines brighter than the sun, the sound of the moving trees, it was nothing at first until there were gunshot and howling. At this point, there's a kitsune and a man is being hunted by the villagers. The people from the village are chasing the two with pitchforks, torches, and any kind of weapon they use, while using wolves to track them down easily. They were all angry because kitsune are believed to be wickedly evil, and Four isn't always like that because she is so ncie but why would anyone wanted to kill a person who is very friendly just because of some dumb superstitious? Unlike the people, Godfrey is different. He has met Four before, and he knows that she's not evil and became friends but it has to be a secret, given that the villagers are kinda stupid due to their believes on kitsune so they did, trying their best not to tell anyone about this or being seen hanging out with each other until one of the townspeople found out about this and tell it to the leader of the town. Furious and angered, they wanted to burn Four alive and hang Godfrey because of this. They grabbed so many weapons, and bring a bunch of wolves, yelling and acting like animals. When the two saw this, they were scared and have to do something and that is, running away so they're headed to the forest, looking for a place to hide from the angry people. They have been run away for so long but didn't managed to sucessfully outrun from the mob, until they've reached the dead end. Afraid and scared, they don't know what to do, except accepting their fate of being killed by a bunch of townsfolk. Thankfully, around the place, there's a bushes lies a path and this gave Godfrey an idea, a very crazy idea. "Four, do me a favour. I want you to run away as fast as you can, away from here. Go to those bushes and run as fast as you can, find a place to hide until no one finds you. I'll call you when I'm safe and where I am. I have to distract those buggers and fend them off" Godfrey said this to Four with fear in his face. "No, please don't do this!" Four is shaking because of how scared she is. "Just go, we don't have a choice now. You have to run, right here, right now!" Said Godfrey with more fear. The howlings and the screaming is getting more visible and clearer as they getting closer. Both are getting scared but they don't have a choice now. "Look, go okay?, don't look back and just run, now" Godfrey say again to Four before he runs ahead to the angry mob. "OI, YOU WANT ME??!?!? COME AND GET ME!?!?!!!!" Godfrey yells at the angry mob so they will chase him instead of Four, and they did so the mobs and the wolves are chasing Godfrey, away from Four. The yelling and barbaric acts are getting blurry as they're getting further away, leaving Four alone. Since the mob are gone now, she goes to the bushes, and run away as fast as she can. For now, what will happen next...
For NP, let's make Godfrey is being kidnapped by a bunch of crazy nurses and doctors, and he's in a abandoned hospital so save him.
(sorry this sucks homie)
The sound of repetitive gunfire cracked through the air. Humphery was currently backed in behind a massive storage crate. His windshield cracked, and one of his wheels popped; all the while 9mm rounds ricocheted off of the containers and, in some cases, pierced through the strained metal under the seemingly unending gunfire. Say what you wanted about the ruthless mobsters with whom the strange car had taken up dealings. They knew how to pull off a volley fire. Which made Humphery's chance of escape practically zero.
A particularly ballsy gunman stopped his constant fire to pull an M67 grenade out to prime. With a quick pull and throw, the mobster considered the entire encounter in his team's favor. What happened, however, was all the lights illuminating the shipyard cracked rhythmically. As if someone shot bullets at each one in quick succession. Before anyone could understand what was happening, the grenade that was thrown detonated. The only issue is that it detonated behind the gunman who threw it.
As if on cue with the explosion, the pained cries and the familiar gushy noises of someone's body being opened sounded. Gunfire came next as each mobster tried their best to hit an enemy they couldn't perceive; one by one, the gun volleys stopped, and there were no more cries of panic and pain. Only Humphery was left with silence painful silence. Long moments passed as the car didn't move in fear of the new threat.
Before he could think of what to do next, a glowing crimson orb of blood formed in front of him to reveal the Khanite Aelf, Mandragora. Her face just as bland as ever. Grunting a greeting of "Need Mechanic?"
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NP: Aye she's getting attacked by bounty hunters and is on the backstep, GO
[This is adult durtarv N’arfi because I’m not tossing a child to a bunch of bounty hunters 😂… yet]
Mandragora had common sense. Something N’arfi has shown to lack many times during the years. The viera had been watching her from afar for a little while after she left the settlement and she most likely knew that she had a small shadow following her. It didn’t look well for the aelf though, she was severely outnumbered. As she retreated, she started running in his direction which made him panic and frantically pull down his long rabbit ears, as he remembered that they had been fully visible even though he technically was hiding behind a rock all this time.
“RUN.” She commanded. N’arfi however, he had other plans. His ego had been slightly inflated as leaving his home and travelling on his own made him think he was the coolest shit there ever was. Surely a few bounty hunters can’t be as bad as a chaos warrior, right? He survived something far worse so surely this is nothing. So he didn’t listen, instead he climbed up on the rock and drew his weapon.
“Leave her alone or… … else!” N’arfi yelled with… confidence… Mandragora stopped and looked at the stupid rabbit and the second hand embarrassment was unbearable. She grunted in frustration and rolled her eyes as far back as she could. This is why she didn’t want kids. They just cause trouble.
“IDIOT.” She huffed loudly. There was no point of running now, it was too late. She had to somehow make it out alive with or without this furbrained idiot. Even if this little rabbit thing got out alive, she would at least threaten to make rabbit stew out of him.
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((for the one responding, the IC is his normal profile as his AOS/durtarv one is underdeveloped.))
The viera was running frantically through the woods, moving rather elegantly around the trees and over rocks. He didn’t fear many things but a flock of wild chocobos were enough to set fear into his heart. Just one out of control chocobo could easily trample a man. His love for chocobos had doomed him. He didn’t want to harm them, he had started them and it was his fault.
Wandering around in the woods was probably not on Merlin's to-do list for the day, but here he was, trudging his way through the densely wooded area that beamed with life, creatures and vegetation that he had never experienced back at home. This wasn't really like him, but curiosity does indeed get the best of him sometimes. It's a good break from the city with its blinding neon lights that polluted the view of the sky. To him, the woods were beautiful.. yet, he can't help but think it was getting pretty noisy. Woods aren't necessarily like that, are they? The noise, it seems to be coming in from another direction, and honing in on him. Facing the source of the noise, he tried to step closer to get a better look at what was going on. It sounded like a stampede of large footsteps, accompanied by a lighter set of footsteps that seemed to be closer to him.
"What the.." He gently whispered to himself, seeing the silhouette of a rabbit-eared humanoid figure moving swiftly through the vegetation of the forest. Whoever they were, they looked frantic.. the reasoning why was soon realized by Merlin as he gazed a bit further behind the figure, seeing a flock of absurdly giant yellow avian-like creatures chasing after the figure. Without a doubt, whoever that is.. they must be in deep trouble. Merlin rubs his shoulder with a sigh, taking a few steps closer to the scene. What he's about to do might be a little stupid, and possibly threatening to his own life, but if it's to prevent someone else from suffering a rather unruly injury, or worse, death, he'd gladly throw himself in. At least he finds it funny to die to a bunch of cheeky yellow birds.
With an adjustment of his glasses and jacket, he immediately started sprinting directly towards the scene, attempting to run straight past N'arfi, and within the line of sight of the chocobos as an attempt to distract them. To make himself even more 'scary' towards the birds, he.. starts yelling? It's probably a waste of breath, but it's worth a try. As he finally approaches the viera, running straight past him, he starts sprinting even faster, and reaches into his pocket to draw his pistol, firing a few shots in the air to further scare the giant birds. As he continues to look stupid in front of a complete stranger, Merlin finally manages to frighten (or probably just confuse) the chocobos into turning around and running in the opposite direction.
Merlin continues to chase them for a few more paces, before he slumps his posture down a bit to catch his breath. Success.. at the cost of his dignity.. He slides his pistol back into his jacket, turning to face N'arfi, who was probably as equally confused as the chocobos were, judging by the way that he was standing and looking at Merlin.
"What? What are you looking at me like that for? Keep on runnin' bunny boy, or the birds might get you next time." Merlin warns, as an attempt to look a little less idiotic, quickly breaking eye contact with the viera and walking away from the scene. Merlin was certainly embarrassed either way.
@ np , a ping would be nice! Merlin usually gets chased down by private military groups/contractors, he can usually make it out alive by himself, but why not live a little dangerously this time? >:) free reign over that scenario, but if there's something else fitting, then go for it!
v oooh this was really good!! love the continuation from the other thread x) wrote a follow-up here!
It was just another free thrill for Merlin, as he ran through the web of many streets, buying himself time to think about how he'd go about getting rid of these three mercs. He could just pull his pistol, turn his waist around and fire, but that wouldn't be any fun. His eyes shifted left and right to find something left out on the streets that he could utilize as a makeshift weapon, but couldn't think of something to do with them as he passed by them. After a few more blocks, one of them seems to catch up to him, grabbing him by the shoulder. Instinctively, Merlin turns around, grabbing the man's arm, pulling as hard as he can while he squeezes out a strained yell of pain from the man. Now with both hands clutching the arm, Merlin swings the man with force, quite literally throwing him across the street as their backside is slammed into a collection of scrapped furniture left out by a building on the side of the street, leaving the mercenary stunned. One down, two to go.
Seeing that the rest of them are getting closer, he continues to make the sprint. It seemed like they weren't as quick as the other one, so he didn't have to move as fast. A part of him still tells him that he should just get this over with, but at the same time, he wanted to single one of them out to figure out who's sending these people to him. Merlin continues to focus on the path in front of him, when he hears a loud thud behind him accompanied by a few screams. Yet again, Merlin turns around to investigate what the sudden commotion was.
Merlin's focus instantly goes to the heavily scarred dark panther that had pounced on one of his chasers in front of him, his expression changing from his usual stoic expression to one of utter confusion. While his scarf was still on, the way his eyes squinted and eyebrows furrowed clearly stated his bewilderment. But as he caught a glimpse of the panther's face, he couldn't help but feel that the arrangement of its scars were familiar to him. Could it possibly be linked to that young man he met just the other day?.. but how?
He continued to stay still, watching the two men and the panther charge at each other, but his attention was turned to one of the men who seemed to go for him instead. He attempted to stall him by only throwing a few light punches just to keep on looking over at the panther, still caught in a daze at the mere sight of it. It does cause him to get hits landed on him more than usual, but once the man fighting the panther quickly surrendered and the large feline bounded out of his sight, Merlin continued to fight the last man left at full attention. Merlin's swings had become more powerful and his agility more seated, but his opponent was still not a bad fighter. However, yet again, the panther bounces back into the light and throws down the mercenary that Merlin was clashing fists with. He stumbles back to get out of the way, staring at the feline successfully scaring off the last one.
As the panther turned back towards the police officer, gazing into each other's eyes, once again Merlin felt a sense of familiarity within them. He watched on as the feline began its transformation, taking one more step back in caution. Yet, his alarm was lowered at the sight of the man he was thinking about the moment he saw the panther: Wraith. Merlin definitely had a few questions regarding the situation that had happened just seconds ago, but he listened to Wraith's questions first. Upon receiving the inquiries, he pulled down his scarf once again and adjusted his glasses with a sigh.
"Just business as usual, no need for alarm." Merlin states, implying the frequency of these kinds of situations being bound to his daily life, "Just some old friends are a little mad at me, let's just put it that way. You, however, have got a little explaining to do..”
Wraith was still getting use to the strange city that Merlin and The Captain had introduced him to, it had been a day or so and he still didn't feel entirely comfortable in the new environment. His ears twitched as he heard the sound of commotion nearby, ducking into the shadows, he watched as Merlin darted past followed by three men, and judging by their furrowed brows and gritted teeth, they didn't have the best intentions at heart. Narrowing his own eyes Wraith darted from shadow to shadow, climbing up to higher ground and trailed the pursuit, his feet completely silent as he did so. Ordinarily, he would be keeping out of the sight of the cameras around the city, but given the situation, and how many cameras there were, it was the least of his concerns. He may not have known Merlin long, but the man had helped him when he didn't have to, and Wraith didn't sense any ill intentions from him yet.
The shapeshifter growled as he was forced to go around a couple of stray buildings temporarily pulling him away from the chase, he hated not knowing the layout of where he was. He heard several yells and crashes and forced his legs to run faster so he could see what was going on. Looking over the edge of one building he could see, one pursuer was on the ground, either dead or unconscious, Wraith couldn't tell from where he was. Flaring his nostrils, the panther shifter caught the scent of the others and followed it; it seemed that Merlin could handle himself in a fight, something that Wraith had witnessed first hand when he sustained the accidental injury from startling Merlin; but evening the odds in a fight was never a bad thing.
Jumping across another gap between buildings Wraith found cover in some more shadows and saw that the pursuit was slowing down slightly; taking this opportunity, Wraith transformed under the cover of the darkness cast by the looming buildings; and charged. The sleek blackish body of his panther form lunged towards the pursuers, knocking one to the ground whilst other was trying to register what had just happened. The large scarred feline stood between the two men and Merlin, baring it's teeth and growled angrily. Judging by the startled reactions he was getting, panthers weren't a common sight in the city here. Wraith's claws dug into the ground and his whole body tensed ready to lunge.
There was exactly three heartbeats of stillness before both the two men and the panther charged at each other, one of the men ran past to fight Merlin, whilst the other attempted to subdue the angry panther. Using his agility, Wraith managed to dart back and forth, avoiding getting hit by the mans attacks, before jumping out of the shadows and tackling the man to ground, and giving a good swipe of his claws across the mans face, which soon made said man to scramble to his feet and run off, abandoning his teammate.
The panther then turned towards the fight between the other man and Merlin, to which, Merlin was holding his own against him pretty well. The large cat darted back into the shadows, and climbed up some crates behind Merlin, before leaping over the man and knocking the second pursuer down. After seeing that the tables had turned and become two against one, the other pursuer turned and ran, being chased by a angry feline as he did so, who did managed to swipe the back of the mans legs causing him to trip, before getting back on his feet with a wince and ran off.
Wraiths ears twitched before he turned back to Merlin, the panthers eyes showing a rather human intelligence behind them. Slowly, Wraith approached Merlin, silently observing the other man for injuries, there were a couple, but nothing major. Closing his eyes, Wraith transformed back to his human form and stood up straight, though he still had to look up to see Merlins face, given the height difference between them. "Do you always get into such trouble? Or was today a special occasion?" Wraith said with a tilt of his head, before looking back to the direction where the men had ran away in. "Who were those guys?" He asked as he looked back at Merlin.
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@np - Wraith generally ends up in dangerous situations, seems to be most of his life to be honest, this man knows how to survive, whether that be getting into fights with criminals and large crime groups, his missions to track down targets are also laced with danger, whether that is from the building he is burning down, being forced to fight on ice lakes and nearly falling through it, being pursued, being knocked into rivers during fights etc. Name a dangerous situation and he's probably been in it at least once in his life.
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V Oh Wraith getting into trouble as usual haha xD He appreciates the help.