FF14-Tomcat

You invite a friend over to your house for the afternoon. Describe what your friend would see upon entering your home. It depends. It would be wherever I am putting up at, presently. Recently, it would just be a bare room with an abundant supply of tea in A.E.T.H.E.R Headquarters. There would be few decorations. Only functional things like a bed, a meditation mat, and a chair.Aschere does not keep peripherals. During the casual small-talk that ensues, your friend asks you if you have read any good books lately. How do you respond? First of, Aschere does not partake in much small talk. But the answer to the question is a simple, "Yes." And that is all. Your friend eventually leaves, and you're still bored. Restless, you leave the house and set out for a walk. Describe the neighborhood you live in. Again, this would depend on wherever Aschere is living at presently. Aschere would most probably not be bored though, and if so, would rather meditate or train. Oh no! An orphan is in trouble! Down the street from where you stand, a small street urchin is being bullied by three larger youths. What do you do about it? Stand a distance away to give the urchin an opportunity to stand up for himself. If the latter is seriously in danger, Aschere might help by tossing a rock at the head of the lead bully. Adventure time! The next day, still restless, you decide that what you need is a good change of pace. How do you pack for your four-day road trip to Ishgard? This is an unlikely decision for Aschere. But to answer the question, nothing but the essentials; clothes, a weapon for defense, medication. Oh. And a supply of tea, of course. Along your journey, you spot some bandits waiting at a bridge across a wide but slow moving river up ahead of you. They haven't seen you yet. You need to cross the bridge to get to where you're going. How do you handle the situation? Carry on as usual. Bandits usually work by intimidation; kill the alpha, the rest crumbles.The first one who draws a blade at her, dies. If outclassed, Aschere runs, or dies. *Hmmm. Might be a short lifestory. But I am concerned in portraying her reaction. You have just arrived for the first time in a new big city. Where do you go first? Find a place to stay. Aschere would enter the first inn she finds. For being the 1,000th tourist to the city, you have been given a 6,000 gil voucher to spend as you like at the Ishgard Department Store (think FFXIV version of Macy's). What do you spend it on? Is there a expiry date for the voucher? Can it be exchanged for gil? If not, Aschere will probably get some new clothes or a weapon. And tea. *Aschere does not have things to spend on. She would prefer constant income instead of a windfall, so she is kind of clueless when given a voucher. All of that shopping has made you deliriously hungry. What sort of food establishment do you seek out for lunch? Aschere would eat at the first establishment she finds. Hopefully one that has tea. Five months later and safely back at home, you realize the Winter Festival is approaching! What sort of present do you pick out for your mother (or nearest living relative, or closest friend)? Aschere does not have any living relatives (that she knows of). In context, she will probably make a present out of a tea set.

Helloo... i am more free now, can sneak my way back in as soon as the scenario sees some more action. It has been in the alley for waaaaay too long I think :lol:

Thanks for the heads up! I was trying to visualize my character. Now that is a lot easier. :cat:

Gave Madin a temporary exit, as I foresee I might be quite busy for a couple of days. I'm embarrassed by my cumbersome posts Please indulge a newbie. And, oh, thought it might be more fun if the focus departs from the alleyway; was beginning to feel a little claustrophobic. Also, more chances for other RP-ers to join in now too!

Madin pretended to take notice as Todd trotted off, chest puffed out, stomach sucked in, after delivering his little 'Everything is under control' speech. What a bother. Now that the hindrance was out of the way, he turned to face the two remaining members of his audience, saying, "Lodging I can help, yes. Yes?" More so to the woman, "Sweet place it is will you find, bitter face will find you not, yes, Yes?" He then took out two pamphlets from the folds of his robe and passed them to his new-found customers. Other than a map of Limsa Lominsa, with the Drowning Wench Tavern circled in an ink that faintly smelt of fish guts, the pamphlets also contain the instructions, "Ask for the Fisher." Adding on to that instruction was a child-like scribble barely visible, saying, "Yes?" "Now go, go. Gentleman escort ladee, no. No? ...Yes? ...Yes. Sweeper take care of little mess here, yes?" Madin gestured to the pool of blood still smugly beaming at the end of the alleyway, reflecting the sun's rays. He sniffed at the woman. "Ah, smell only you now, no? Take alleyway smell with you not good, yes?" With this he sprayed some Deodoriser onto the cat-woman. "Worry not about payment now, yes? Treat it as favor owed, yes?" He made an awkward wink at her. He then made his way to the back of the alleyway, giving a dismissive wave to his two ex-companions. Oh, tired. So, so tired.

Yea. One reason I did not try to touch it was because I sucked so much at making gil :lol: P.S Sorry about all the side-tracking. Ha ha.

*Sigh* I didn't manage to touch PUP. Only managed to play a little of DNC before I left FFXI. But I love DNC. Really different from the others.

I took the liberty of naming the nameless guard :cat: My character is suposed to have some acquaintance with him after all. Waiting for sweetidealism to do something with the guard. It was he who introduced him anyway, so he is the puppetmaster. :lol:

Madin did a mental frown as he fingered his mustache. The woman rejected his offer? My my. She is either unaware of the harm the male mi'qote has done her by him healing her of her wounds or she is being touchy. Wounds caused by beatings in these parts do not just disappear. And that thug last night was one of Fikker's. But, wait...wait, did she say she wanted a bath and a safehouse? Ah. She is not that muddled after all. He can still get her in his debt. "Makeup, no. No?" he addressed the woman. "Ah, bed and bath, I know good place. I help you, yes? Yes?" As he said this, he narrowed his eyes irritatingly at Todd still appearing to make some obscure moral decision. Will he get over playing the role of good and responsible guard already? Just leave already. He waited for the woman to respond. He turned to the man-cat, and thrust the bottle of deodoriser into his hands. Maybe he can still make that 500 gil by fishing some chivalry out of him. "For ladee, yes? Good way you make friends, no? See, smell nice, no?" Saying this, he sprayed some sample of the deodoriser in the air.

@Hiname & Eva Oh. Thanks for clarifying that for me. I was of the impression that a RP has to be acted out in game to suit a storyline- thought it was heavily a real-time playing out of a character's experiences. Kinda made me worried for a moment at what I was getting myself into. I still have a lot of knowledge gaps left to plug about RP Hopefully I don't annoy all of you by my questions.

Umm, guys, I'm sorry to break the intellectual discussion and all, but I just have a simple question. How exactly do the villains play out their villainy in game? For example, the mass serial killer- does he literally commit MPK (terms of FFXI) or is the killing done by story-telling and implication? How about stealing? Does the villain literally 'steal' loot or something like that? I am a little confused as to how this is done. Sorry for the newbie questions :?

Hi, I just posted on the thread. I'm having fun so far! I don't know about posting order; I'll just respond to new postings. More fun this way. Last night (it was night for me) was really a fluke. Oh, I am from a very different timezone btw, so there might be some lag between me responding. I am at UTC +8. Hope its not too much of a problem :oops:

What a waste, what a waste. The Lalafell gingerly scooped up the blood from where the Mi'qote woman had laid, being careful not to break the illusion the sprinkling of Prism Powder had bestowed upon him. He filled up a vial with the precious liquid, relying mostly on touch to stopper the vessel. He groped around his own waist to locate his waist pouch, then slipped the newly filled vial safely inside. Satisfied with his scavenging, he stood up slowly to look at the impromptu interrogation happening at the entrance to the alleyway. No one has noticed him yet. "Let's see what else can be made of this, shall we?" he mused to himself as he made his way towards the entrance. He had to do it as quietly as he could; he forgot an application of Silent Oil. He theorised that the noses of the two cats might be overpowered by the overwhelming reek from the alleyway, but he had to move as quietly as he could. He successfully evaded the flailing gestures of the guard and random tail swipes of the cats to make it to the other side of the alleyway, away from the entrance. He stepped into the shadow of a tree, shook off his Prism Powder coating, then deftly approached the group of three standing at the entrance. The Hyur guard was questioning the woman, "... your side of the story, shall we?" "Might be poor listening, no?" the Lalafell announced his arrival, at the same time pressing a small package into the guard's palm. "I help, yes?" "Sweeper." The guard scowled as he recognised the Lalafell. His tone carried with it a mixture of contempt, fear and maybe relief. Madin 'Sweeper' Madin had a reputation with the guard in these parts; simply because he has a habit of making their duties easier when dead bodies and the like were found in the alleyways such as this. "You no mind, and remember, yes?" Madin made a broad gesture to include the alleyway and the two Mi'qote and himself. The guard stood still, seemingly undecided, he surreptiously placed his new gift by the Lalafell into his belt. Madin let the guard do his deciding. He is sure the guard will do something sensible. He looked at the the rest of his new companions, revealing his pinkish, gem-like eyes. He motioned to the male. "Gentleman, you are, yes? All the way, yes?" With this, he procured a vial from within his pouch. On it was labelled 'Deodoriser'. "Gift for ladee, no? 500 gil, yes?" He pointed to the woman. And to the woman he said, "Unfortunate circumstances, no? Makeup I give you, yes?" With this he gestured to a scar that he had on his right arm. "Return favors, maybe, yes?" He stared at the Mi'qote woman.

(oops sorry, just realised I had posted too late. Deleted the post, will think of something later- going to bed.)