"Oh don't worry Lunk" Jen said reassuringly "I'm not going to fight you, because I know how it would end. Me in hospital with reporters surrounding me asking for my story to plaster across the papers, and the police services out looking for the monster who beat a poor student that lost her way and ended up in front of this tent looking for directions. This tent outside of which my phone was last used, so you know they will at least find your boss, who will in turn hand you over as a PR stunt, ashamed at your behaviour." Jen gave another honey-sweet smile "So if you want me to co-operate, I suggest you give me my personal property back. It's not like I'm going to call the cops on an investor, am I?"
Jen doesn't think she knows everything, she just knows more than you.
Also, she's better than you. Not that you're inferior, just that she's superior.
I suppose the best way to describe her would be "Conceited *****" but that would be mean, and terribly, terribly true.
'who ever said that after I seriously injure you that you get to go to a hospital, the boss had other people who thought it would be a good idea to fight one of his guards and knows how to handle serous injuries. Now either you just wait to get your phone back or I crush it' Waldo has seen lots of arrogant people think they had thought they were close to untouchable, each he brought back down to the ground, quickly, and face first.
Thats just what Neil thinks of her as all he has seen of her so far was her correcting other people and being very stuck up while doing it
"oh, please!" moaned Chris, loathingly. "would it really be likely for a man suddenly to be able to throw meat-eating locusts from his arms? Well that would be as likely as a man walking on water...." Chris hastily mumbled "wait." and produced a locust. He examined it. "looks like a pretty weird locust to me." he thought back to probability. "as likely...as a man throwing acid from his arms. Or fire. Or water." he looked back to the locust on his hand. "how does a shadow give me the ability to produce a cocoon and how does that cocoon give me the ability to shoot bugs? Wait- on the other side of the coin..." he had a great look of realisation, and clicked his fingers. "they must be parasitic! Am I an egg producer? Like an ant queen? But locusts don't have a queen, and they don't eat meat, certainly." he didn't want to straighten out Jen anymore, he wanted answers. He got up and turned to neil, the locust was recalled. "how does a shadow make us the way we are? Scientists asked that, before, but about genes and stuff. But neil, you're a scientist, forget about your ph, and find out why you were given a ph, don't dwell on what we already know! We know locusts don't eat flesh, but what we need to know is why mine do. And I know why, and it's because they probably aren't locusts, or maybe, because I'm telling them to, and I'm the boss. Or maybe they want to keep the host alive, but that's just another theory." chris gave a wide grin. He puffed out his chest triumphantly. "I think I like thinking, I haven't felt this contented in a long, long time." he sat again. He watched the interaction between Jen and the guard. With his sense of humour back, he taunted: "oh no, guys! What's she gonna do? HYDRATE him?"
Sunny let Neil rant on about his lack of common sense. He wasn?t sure he wanted to reveal his powers weakness to a group of semi strangers. But Neil did have a point the situation looked a bit grim sunny thought as he glanced at red as he appeared to be pistol whipping himself into delirium. ?If this isn?t a time for a smoke I don?t know what is? said sunny as he flipped a cigarette into his mouth. He snapped his fingers and his thumb caught fire. he lit his cigarette as he took a drag.
Chris turned to look at sunny having a smoke. He watched him initially with a look of disgust at the thought of what his own voice might've sounded like if he was a smoker, but then quickly changed to a look of fascination, after he put two-and-two together, he gave a slight, hopeful smile that he was right about this assumption he had made. "smokes don't harm you, do they, collegeboy?"
"Oh so you're going to keep me chained up somewhere?" Jen chided "Because that won't get you in more trouble than just beating me senseless at all. Maybe I'm not explaining myself to you properly. You see, water has a habit of flowing relentlessly at things, wearing them away and not stopping until it travels in the path it's going in. So really, I'd save yourself some time and punch me so the nice shadow guy comes out here and everyone has a nice little session where you get in a lot of trouble, or give me my phone and I head my merry way. It's not like I can do anything dangerous with it."
Seriously though, Jen isn't giving up. She's stubborn as a mule, and I want to go and talk to some other people. Door men aren't really as integral to the plot as the other characters.
Waldo takes the phone out of his pocket and is about to hand it over to Jen when he crushes it into a unfixable state in his hand 'I don't think are very patient, sometime you just have to wait to get what you want or you end up getting nothing. Also metal has a nasty habit of crushing bones easily. Have you ever wondered how your friend over there knows us, though I am not at liberty to tell you I will say if he get in a fight I know who he is going to help and acid hurts a lot'
"I'll keep that in mind" Jen said, carefully retrieving the largest piece of the crushed phone and pried the SIM card out of its slot, where it remained mercifully undamaged. She gave a smile to the guard, and before walking away added "I thought we discussed this, hurting me doesn't end well for you." She chuckled to herself as she walked off, steeling herself for a blow to the back of the head, but was quietly relieved when none came. When she arrived back to the group, she noticed Neil wasn't talking to anyone, so she took the opportunity to ask in a situation where he couldn't dodge the question "So Neil, how did you fall in with the likes of Zack and The Iron Dickhead over there?"
'If you don't need to know then I am not going to tell you' Neil said quietly and firmly 'and as for Waldo, he treats you like you treat him, at least that is what I have experienced' Neil start chuckling 'and don't' even try to fight him or threaten him because I am 99.9999999999999999999% sure that he will crush every bone in your body before you can give him a glass of water. oh and the other 0.0000000000000000001% says that you will give him a glass of water before the crushes every bone in your body'
"I may be an idiot, but I'm not stupid." Jen said paradoxically. "And why exactly are you not going to tell us? It's hardly going to make us distrust you. Or is it?" She mused "Frankly, I don't trust you now, so refusing to say only furthers my distrust, but if you want me ready to drown you at a moment's notice that's fine by me. Just don't take it personally if I'm a little jumpy around you." 'Of course, water just flows around the insignificant details' she thought. "As for Waldo, I was polite to him and he threatened to crush me into dust. He then stole from me and I asked for my possession back, with due firmness. He threatened me again and I told him exactly where he could stick his threat. He then damaged my personal property and I left before he did something he'd regret." she explained matter-of-factly, relating the events as they had happened.
'I am sure your making the conversation more one sided then it was' Neil said unimpressed 'And as for drowning me, that would take up a lot of energy to do wouldn't it and draw A LOT of attention people would noticed that you are with the "terrorists" then what you tell them you are trying to fight us then what you would be up against a insane man that controls gravity and another with the luck of the Irish and guns.' Neil took of one of his glove and looked at his hand 'you talk the talk but I wonder if you are as powerful as you make out to be at least you can see what I can do' Neil shoots the ground with a small amount of acid making a thin but very deep hole 'now can we drop this conversation'.
Damien walked outside just in time to catch the argument between Jen and Neil. "If there is a God above, which I highly doubt at this point in my life, fir His sake, stop the damn arguing! You-" He called, pointing at Neil, his imperious finger seemingly laden with all the authority of Cate itself. "-Stop the damn dick-wavin' contest. You're stuck inside a glorified test tube and melt everything you touch. Boohoo, Midas. There are worse powers- I've seen men who have to cut themselves constantly so they don't explode from built up blood. And you, honey," Damien said, spinning around to face Jen. "Quit being a stuck-up *****. Forgive me my coarse language, but I don't like t' beat 'round the bush. It would be bad enough when people could kill with a mere pull of the trigger, but now people don't even need a gun to kill. You're gonna die 'cause o' that mouth of yours someday. You seem to think it's clever to hide behind the safety of your age and position. Well guess what? There are plenty o' bastards out there who would torture 'n kill ya as soon as blink, and dint give a shit about the consequences. So drop yer act and start playin' smart." Damien shook his head. He always tended to become sharp-tongued when he became irritated. "I'm gonna go see a girl 'bout a job. Try not to kill each other while I'm gone. Or follow me and avoid that. I'm starting to lose my ability to care." Damien spun around and headed towards the address given to him by Zack.
Neil put his glove back 'I am going to go with that guy encase he needs any help and I do advice you guys coming with me because as far as I see it you don't have anything better to do'Neil said to the group and then spun around and started catching up with Damien. it is official I am stuck with idiots and two people I am going to be arguing a lot with, great Neil thought has he gave a huff 'so what kind of job is it' Neil asked suspiciously.
?Well I don?t know but I assume it affects me like everybody else? sunny said as the tip of the cigarette extinguished itself on his lips. Sunny spit out the cigarette butt and stomped it under his heel ?But then again I don?t know and I?m still finding out more about my powers every day. Anyway I?m gonna head out with Neil and shadow guy. ? Sunny broke into a sprint and soon caught up to Neil and Damien ?So what?s it going?? Sunny asked as he slowed down to match their pace
"ah. Anyways, I could be wrong." chris replied to sunny's open-minded explanation. Chris jumped to his feet in a swift movement and caught up to the others in two large running leaps. He began walking slowly to keep to the back of the group. An ideal spot for some lone thinking. He put his hands in his pockets and watched the ground as he walked. Of course, he was still able to overhear the conversations between others.
"Damien!" Jen called politely as she caught up, aiming to get the tall man's attention. He turned slowly, as if curious to see if she would mouth off to him too. Jen acted quickly, knowing she wouldn't have the opportunity again, and punched him in the jaw. "I forgive the harsh language. " she said. "I'm sorry, I really am, I know I was being conceited, but I can't stand being insulted. I'd really rather you didn't kill me. Who exactly are we meeting by the way?"
Note: I'm barely writing this, this is Jen acting like an idiot on her own.
That's usually how I use characters, I create them and let them loose in various situations. They react to them however they do. I would have shut up long ago if I were in Jen's position, but she's a lippy cow, and apparently has an aversion to being insulted. Also, I don't think she hides behind her age, I think she uses it.
Generally, she completely and utterly doesn't give a shit, which I suppose you can link back to the ocean-links in her personality. The sea doesn't care, it just keeps on doing its thing.
It's fun to learn about characters as you go.
Seondary note that I meant to write initially but got sidetracked: I rolled a d20 in a group to see if the punch would work. I believe 15 is the accepted norm for success when against another player?
Either way, I rolled a 15, and I think the element of surprise would give a +1 modifier if we aren't playing around with statistics and rules but are giving basic modification stuff.
I don't care if you're the GM, you cannot take a character and mutilate them... *Click* Just like that.
That is not good RPing. I have seen no evidence of any fairness there at all. With Jen, I rolled a die, that roll came out in my favour, if it had not I would have had things turn out badly. With this, however, it is an over the top, overly violent and frankly horrifying thing to do.
A punch in the face and a few snarky comments are in no way worth the horror and pain of a toe being melted right off. Think about it for a few seconds. The nerves in the dermis layers screaming bloody murder as they burn away, then are suddenly silenced, only to be replaced by the deeper nerves calling out for help too, in a much more urgent fashion, as is their evolved purpose, considering anything that penetrates deeply enough to get there requires serious attention. Then, when those are gone, and nothing but tissue and bone connects the toe to the rest of the foot, the phantom pains kick in. Every nerve in that toe suddenly seems to be howling at full strength, because it's suddenly not there. Not like times when you get a dead leg, but your body knows that there are no nerves there any more and it makes you want to remove your foot ASAP. Finally, the last thing that you'd feel would be the toe dropping off as the last bit of bone melts away. You'd feel the slipping of it, and the tugging of the toe's weight as it teeters on the brink of falling and then gives way to gravity's pull, landing with a slightly squishy, quiet noise.
Would you ever wish that on anyone? If you would under any circumstances, then you're a sick fuck, but would you for a few snarky comments and a punch after being insulted?
Another thing which you seem to be missing, and I wouldn't have brought it up if A) It wasn't terribly relevant, and B) You didn't so regularly miss things that were glaringly obvious: Jen doesn't wear shoes. This is something established in her character sheet, and it's something I've already mentioned at least once in the past two pages. You know why?
Because her power is most effective when she channels water via her limbs. She can send a blast of water from her arms, and her legs would be no different. The feet are the part of the body that sweat the most on average per square inch of skin. The air around the feet is more humid than anywhere else around the human body. The ground is the most humid height you can get except cloud level. Jen would have sent a torrent of water right up the mouthpiece of Neils's gas mask as soon as she felt anything on her skin.
Anywho, I hope for your sake that you take that down, otherwise, consider this my formal resignation from the RP, and I shall leave you and your merry band of fools to play as you will, except to ensure the proper repercussions ensue. Those would include a hefty moral price on your head, every police officer in the city watching out for the oh-so distinctive gas mask Neil wears and a raid on Zack's tent.[footnote]Source: My cousin works in the Met, and he says that if someone kicked up enough fuss -and you know Jen would, getting her story in the papers, on the news, anywhere she could, but only ever as the victim- that's probably what would happen.[/footnote]
Anyway, looking forward to hearing from you,
Evey.
nuba km said:
Neil punched jen in the back of the head knocking her to the ground 'I have been waiting for a reason to do this' he said angrily, Neil quickly pulled off his glove and grabbed jen's big toe on her left food. The acid in a moment melted through her shoe and melted off her toe 'NOW that's a warning, fireman you should properly use that fire of yours to quickly seal up this wound' he said to sunny 'I wouldn't want miss ***** her to loose too much blood' he said sarcasticly.
As a heads up to anyone reading this in the future, Nuba KM isn't a bad person, or even a bad RPer, he just fucked up, and hopefully won't do so again. Don't think of him differently because of this, this was a mistake, and he will learn from it.
I am in full agreement with the cap'n. Explains my character's output of alternate occurances. You could say I spoke through him? Anyway, I'll change my post when you do. Or we should just let the recipent(Damien) react. Just a thought. Point is, I apologise. To cap'n ninja, that is.
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