Hydaelyn Role-Players

Posted on Tumblr, this little gem creates a small scenario between two characters.

Rules
- Has to be only one of your characters and one character from the RPC!
- Please post the screenshot to show others what you got!
- Need to try and play out the scene given. Doesn't need to be a large paragraph but something for people to read!


Flower frowned as she stood in a dress with Aaron's arm around her waist. She was not pleased, not at all. Her emerald gaze leered forward at the target as the Old Elezen chatted with friends in regards to his amazing business. "If your hand goes any higher or lower...I swear I will stab my tail through your chest, pervert." She muttered towards Aaron.

"Flameson Hammersmith confronting Chiyo Hoshi about something bad they have done."

Chiyo: "...Well okay then."

The Highlander folded her arms and pressed her upper back against the pillar, leaning so as to look casual to any passers-by who should glance in her direction. She turned her head over her shoulder. Her mark was a short way up the Exchange; he had stopped to converse with a young Miqo'te female. Bryn watched keenly.

The way Castille conducted his daily business gave the impression of a man who need not worry about the possibility of interested parties hiring anyone to shadow him, but Brynhilde knew better. Still, she could not deny the unease she felt at stalking one of her own kin.

Nonetheless, Brynhilde was a professional, and the job would be done. To her frustration, however, Castille had done very little worth noting in the time she had been following. She pulled the small leather notepad from her pocket and glanced down at the single statement written there with a frown.

"Weaknesses: fond of large rocks."

I can't take a screenshot and upload it since I'm at work, but... I have to do this just because of the gem I got:

Quote:Judge is the lead singer and Steel Wolf is the guitarist in a band.

"YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A HOUND DOG; CRYING ALL THE TIME. YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A HOUND DOG; CRYING ALL THE TIME. YOU SHOULD CEASE AND DESIST OR YOU WILL BE CHARGED FOR A NOISE COMPLAINT."

Steel paused in her jamming out on her guitar and shook her head. "Better, but I'm still thinkin' the last line needs changing."

"I DO NOT SEE WHY. SOMEONE MAKING AS MUCH NOISE AS A BAYING DOG WOULD LIKELY BE COMPLAINED ABOUT IN SHORT ORDER."

The femRoe shook her head, wondering once again how she got wrapped up in all this. When she came looking for freelance work, this wasn't exactly what she had in mind. It was interesting swinging about a different kind of axe, though. Had to wonder why all the Bards seemed content with just using little harps. This thing made a much more powerful noise.

(06-08-2015, 12:46 PM)Bryn Wrote: [ -> ]"Weaknesses: fond of large rocks."

The truth has been found! RUN WARREN!

"Tell me again why you think this is a good idea?"  Said the armored lord of the Grindstone.

"He's kept himself restricted to mauling and maiming.  We have no idea where he sleeps, lives, or goes after this.  It's the only place you'll get a chance to get him in the open and without his full combat kit." Muttered a cloaked figure perched on the rock next to him.  "It'll ruin your little game here but it's not your tournament, so no real loss..."

"No. Not that part. Why Him? Why does Ishgarde AND Ul'dah care what an old, alchoholic Roe does in his spare ti-"  Warren stopped mid sentence and reflexively stepped backwards as a shadow crossed the sun. Someone Hammersmith's size shouldn't move that quick, or that quiet, or be able to leap that high.   The giant's bulk, briefly, eclipsed the day-star as he dropped from the cloudless sky and brought The Stick down, overhanded, into the skull and spine of the Ishgardian emissary.  

The explosion of The Stick's impact was a meat-filled balloon popping over the two large men. Warren stayed very, very still as Hammer pulled himself out of the gore sodden impact where the agent had been standing and spoke.

"Figgures they'd get desperate.  C'mon tin-can.  Dun really care what sword they got hangin over yer neck t'make this happen."  The giant shifted his stance and found footing on the blood slick stone. "We both been waitin fir an excuse t'dance."

D'aww...



[EDIT: Cannot quite play it out without Kara's co-op, so I'll edit this out when she's online next.]

Uhhh...fucked up, holding this spot for another roll with another name
Edit:
HAH, that'll do

(06-08-2015, 12:43 PM)CrimsonMars Wrote: [ -> ]"Flameson Hammersmith confronting Chiyo Hoshi about something bad they have done."

Chiyo: "...Well okay then."

"Hands off the merch I sez.  Easy rule I sez."

The elder roe shifted the axe on his shoulder, grumbling through a cloud of smoke as he advanced down the mercentile lanes of Ul'Dah.

"Gonna burn yez ear inffin yez play grab ass I sez.  Gonna lose a hand if you touch the merch again I sez."

The giant stopped and eyed something in the air.  A wisp of smoke, trailing over the crowd.  The giant snuffled through his oft broken nose.  The scent of burning hair mixed with the spices and perfumes of the market.

"Didn't listen.  Didn't LISTEN.  I singed yez FUZZY FUCKIN EAR.  NOW YEZ OWE ME A HAND, GRABASS."

The giant followed.  Debts owed. 

Debts owed.

I haven't been able to write anything yet... too busy giggling! ^_^

Nako sits at his desk, the world, for some reason appearing in black and white. The pale Miqo'te blinks his eyes as thunder sounds in the distance, a flash of lightning illuminating the room. Lifting a cigar from an ashtray, he looks down at himself, somewhere he got a suit, shrugging, he takes a drag from the cigar before placing it back, exhaling deeply, closing his eyes and relaxing to the noise of the rain as it hits the window.

A knock sounds. With the next flash of lightning a figure is illuminated outside the door, a large, bulky figure. The door slams open, and in strides a large man, dressed in a sequined cocktail dress, with a boa drapped over their arms.

'You gotta help me....'

Quote:Chachanji and Aya as JRPG style characters.

"So... business as usual?" Chachan asks, shrugging.

"I guess!" Aya responds with a laugh.

"I DO NOT SEE WHY OUR ROLES CANNOT BE REVERSED." Judge's voice echoed as the man had yet to learn what an inside voice was.

Flower rolled her eyes as she charged in to the group of evil Aya's which were blocking the path to the final boss. "Because I am the tank! Now heal me!"

Judge leans forward to possibly squint at the screen in front of him. "UNDERSTOOD." He is quiet for a long while. "... HOW?"

Flower has died.

"THIS IS CONFUSING..."

This actually seems accurate

"Chiyo Hoshi discovers Memenu Menu's terrible secret."


Well, shit. ('-' )

No one will understand how awesome this is except for me and Nebbs lol