Dusky
Succubus
1. Go with her to the village!
2. Impress her with your car!
2. Impress her with your car!
Damsels and Dragons
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JayTee
Eight Thousand Club
>Let her take you to the village
>Use your car while you still have gas in it
"Wait, stop." You say, pulling yourself free, not least because you're not a kid and don't need someone to hold your hand. "Wherever we're going, it'll be faster if we take my car." You say, moving back to your vehicle. Matilda looks at you bewildered, her gaze following you.
"Can that metal thing really move?" She asks. "It has wheels, but there's no harness for a horse." Despite her disbelief, she follows you back to your car, looking at it inquisitively.
"It's a... a horseless carriage." You say, trying to explain it without going in to the technical details. "A device in the front spins the wheels, and is powered by gasoline." Moving around to the side, you open the passenger side door for her and motion for Matilda to get in. She has some difficulty doing so with the sword at her hip, but after removing it from its buckling and carrying it in her arms, she makes it inside.
"It's very comfortable." She says in surprise, adjusting herself in the seat. "If a bit cramped." You had been using the seat as a storage space for CDs and maps, so it was slid all the way forward. She might be shorter than you, but even someone of her hight would feel crowded then.
"Reach under the front of the seat and pull the bar you find." You say, pulling out your keys and getting in. She does so, and lets out a tiny "OH!" of surprise as the seat is abruptly pulled back by gravity. "That's much better." She says, stretching her legs out.
"How fast can this 'car' go?" She asks, trying out the new word. "We need to move as fast as possible, and it's a several hours from here until we reach the village." She asked.
"Very fast." You say, buckling your seatbelt and showing her how to do her own. "Even off road, we should be able to move pretty quick." Barring any accidental punctuation of the tires by a stray rock, but that seemed unlikely. Aside from a few hills and tress, it was grasslands as far as the eye could see. "Shouldn't you have a horse or something, if you had to travel this far?" You ask.
At this, Matilda looked crestfallen. "I did, but I was attacked by a pack of wolves. During the fight she broke her leg. I had to put her down." She says. "I knew that the knights I was to meet with were not far, so I decided to walk the rest of the way. That's when I found your car."
"Ah, well, I'm sorry to hear that." You say. "I suppose in a way it's lucky it happened, otherwise you might have been with the knights when they were attacked." You're not sure how much of a silver lining this is, but it's worth a shot.
"Yes, I suppose it is fortunate." Matilda says, her stiff tone and melancholic expression tells you your attempt at cheer went unsuccessful. "The gods are subtle in their ways, and often unkind when necessary."
...right, well you're not one to get involved in a religious discussion, so you decide to turn back to the task at hand, namely getting back to this village she keeps talking about. "You're going to have to navigate." You say, putting the keys in the ignition. "I have no idea where I am, so just tell me where to go and we'll get there soon enough."
"It's to the west." She says, pointing in the indicated direction. You nod, and with that, you start the car.
The vehicle roars to life, and Matilda all but leaps out of her seat, looking around wildly for the source of the sound, before looking down and adjusting herself in the seat again, unfamiliar with the vibrations of the engine going through her seat. "What in the world?!" She says, shocked at the sudden noise and movement. She's even more surprised when you shift gears and hit the gas pedal, causing the engine to surge once more and the car to lurch forward.
Matilda lets out a yelp of surprised at the sudden motion, reaching out and clinging to the dashboard with a deathgrip. The grip becomes even tighter as you swing the car around and drive it westward. After several moments of bumpy but uneventful travel, she eventually calms down and lets go, looking out the window at the scenery flying by.
"That was... what was that?" She asks, looking a little stunned. "When you said this was a horseless carriage, I assumed it would be much quieter than that." She says.
"Yeah, sorry, that was the engine starting up, the device I mentioned that moves the car." You say. "If you're feeling a little motion sick, press the button on the door, it'll open the window and let some air in."
She does so, looking around for a moment before finding and pushing the window button. The glass pane slides down smoothly with a dull whirring noise "Incredible." She says, watching in amazement. "I had no idea magical relics of this kind existed. We'll be there in no time at this rate."
You're about to point out how, no, it's not actually magic, just good old fashioned applied physics and engineering. But you decide against it. In this world, magic exists, so it's better to just leave it be for now.
"How long did it take you to produce such a marvel?" She asked, playing with the window as though she were a small child.
"I didn't build it, I bought it." You say. "It was made in a factory, probably miles from the dealer I got it from. You say.
"It must have cost you a fortune." Matilda says, looking back at you. You're about to answer you got it for cheap because it was used, when she let out a sound and put her hands to her mouth. "Goodness, I'm so sorry. I didn't even get the chance to ask your name."
Come to think of it, you never did introduce yourself to her.
What's your name?
>Normen
>Jason
>Daniel
>Write in
>Use your car while you still have gas in it
"Wait, stop." You say, pulling yourself free, not least because you're not a kid and don't need someone to hold your hand. "Wherever we're going, it'll be faster if we take my car." You say, moving back to your vehicle. Matilda looks at you bewildered, her gaze following you.
"Can that metal thing really move?" She asks. "It has wheels, but there's no harness for a horse." Despite her disbelief, she follows you back to your car, looking at it inquisitively.
"It's a... a horseless carriage." You say, trying to explain it without going in to the technical details. "A device in the front spins the wheels, and is powered by gasoline." Moving around to the side, you open the passenger side door for her and motion for Matilda to get in. She has some difficulty doing so with the sword at her hip, but after removing it from its buckling and carrying it in her arms, she makes it inside.
"It's very comfortable." She says in surprise, adjusting herself in the seat. "If a bit cramped." You had been using the seat as a storage space for CDs and maps, so it was slid all the way forward. She might be shorter than you, but even someone of her hight would feel crowded then.
"Reach under the front of the seat and pull the bar you find." You say, pulling out your keys and getting in. She does so, and lets out a tiny "OH!" of surprise as the seat is abruptly pulled back by gravity. "That's much better." She says, stretching her legs out.
"How fast can this 'car' go?" She asks, trying out the new word. "We need to move as fast as possible, and it's a several hours from here until we reach the village." She asked.
"Very fast." You say, buckling your seatbelt and showing her how to do her own. "Even off road, we should be able to move pretty quick." Barring any accidental punctuation of the tires by a stray rock, but that seemed unlikely. Aside from a few hills and tress, it was grasslands as far as the eye could see. "Shouldn't you have a horse or something, if you had to travel this far?" You ask.
At this, Matilda looked crestfallen. "I did, but I was attacked by a pack of wolves. During the fight she broke her leg. I had to put her down." She says. "I knew that the knights I was to meet with were not far, so I decided to walk the rest of the way. That's when I found your car."
"Ah, well, I'm sorry to hear that." You say. "I suppose in a way it's lucky it happened, otherwise you might have been with the knights when they were attacked." You're not sure how much of a silver lining this is, but it's worth a shot.
"Yes, I suppose it is fortunate." Matilda says, her stiff tone and melancholic expression tells you your attempt at cheer went unsuccessful. "The gods are subtle in their ways, and often unkind when necessary."
...right, well you're not one to get involved in a religious discussion, so you decide to turn back to the task at hand, namely getting back to this village she keeps talking about. "You're going to have to navigate." You say, putting the keys in the ignition. "I have no idea where I am, so just tell me where to go and we'll get there soon enough."
"It's to the west." She says, pointing in the indicated direction. You nod, and with that, you start the car.
The vehicle roars to life, and Matilda all but leaps out of her seat, looking around wildly for the source of the sound, before looking down and adjusting herself in the seat again, unfamiliar with the vibrations of the engine going through her seat. "What in the world?!" She says, shocked at the sudden noise and movement. She's even more surprised when you shift gears and hit the gas pedal, causing the engine to surge once more and the car to lurch forward.
Matilda lets out a yelp of surprised at the sudden motion, reaching out and clinging to the dashboard with a deathgrip. The grip becomes even tighter as you swing the car around and drive it westward. After several moments of bumpy but uneventful travel, she eventually calms down and lets go, looking out the window at the scenery flying by.
"That was... what was that?" She asks, looking a little stunned. "When you said this was a horseless carriage, I assumed it would be much quieter than that." She says.
"Yeah, sorry, that was the engine starting up, the device I mentioned that moves the car." You say. "If you're feeling a little motion sick, press the button on the door, it'll open the window and let some air in."
She does so, looking around for a moment before finding and pushing the window button. The glass pane slides down smoothly with a dull whirring noise "Incredible." She says, watching in amazement. "I had no idea magical relics of this kind existed. We'll be there in no time at this rate."
You're about to point out how, no, it's not actually magic, just good old fashioned applied physics and engineering. But you decide against it. In this world, magic exists, so it's better to just leave it be for now.
"How long did it take you to produce such a marvel?" She asked, playing with the window as though she were a small child.
"I didn't build it, I bought it." You say. "It was made in a factory, probably miles from the dealer I got it from. You say.
"It must have cost you a fortune." Matilda says, looking back at you. You're about to answer you got it for cheap because it was used, when she let out a sound and put her hands to her mouth. "Goodness, I'm so sorry. I didn't even get the chance to ask your name."
Come to think of it, you never did introduce yourself to her.
What's your name?
>Normen
>Jason
>Daniel
>Write in
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simj26
Awful, Terrible, No-good Layabout
Writein.
wonderandawe
Most likeky not a Sidereal
Hmm.... Our hero is from the modern world. You think he is about 24 or so?
Loads up the Social Security Popular Baby Names site for 1992. Ignores top ten names.
Adam sounds good. Though I considered Richard for the Dick jokes.
Loads up the Social Security Popular Baby Names site for 1992. Ignores top ten names.
Adam sounds good. Though I considered Richard for the Dick jokes.
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Dusky
Succubus
>DANIEL
(No seriously make him shout it.)
(No seriously make him shout it.)
Syrenrei
Connoisseur of Romance
Jason.
AS IN JASON FUCKIN' BOURNE. I say we tell her that's our name too. We can giggle about it to ourselves for years.
AS IN JASON FUCKIN' BOURNE. I say we tell her that's our name too. We can giggle about it to ourselves for years.
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Emiya Shin
Just a dumbo
Axiom Days
Devil Summoner
Killigrew
Magnificent Humanicorn
Hehe
>Writein
>Writein
JayTee
Eight Thousand Club
OOC
Man, y'all are dicks =p
/OOC
"My name is Wrytan." He said, keeping his eye on the non-existent road to avoid hazards while also trying to introduce himself. "Jason Wrytan." An abrupt bump in the road told him his attempt at smooth driving were unsuccessful, and he refocused his attention on what was in front of him.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jason." Said Matilda, looking pleased at the introduction. Her cheer was short-lived, however, as she soon fell silent. Jason was initially worried that he was expected to do something now that they were formally introduced, but a quick look at her out of the corner of his eye told her that her silence had less to do with formal expectations and more to do with the fact that she was looking increasingly green around the gils.
Jason wasn't doing much better himself, if he was honest. The constant jostling and bumping around was making him a little motion sick, so he cranked open a window to help. This seemed to put Matilda at ease as well.
Eventually, with the occasional course correction from Matilda, Jason's car pulled up on a moderate gathering of buildings. Slowing the car down, Jason pulled the car to a stop just outside the village, as he didn't want to startle anyone who was unfamiliar with a car.
Despite this, they seemed to draw an audience as they made their way towards the village at a brisk pace, Matilda having recovered quickly thanks to her earlier sense of urgency. What Jason noticed however was that they were less interested in the car and more interested in Matilda herself. A group of people, some adults, some children, approached her as they walked.
"My Lady!" Called an older man. He was dressed in much finer material than the others, and Jason took him to be the leader or the chief of the village. "Is everything alright? We did not expect you back for some time." He asked, looking around her at the car in curiosity, but only for a moment.
"No, Herschel, there is danger stirring nearby." Matilda said. "It is as we feared, the Black King has sent his advance scouts. I must speak with the Keeper immediately and report this to the empire as soon as possible.
Herschel paled at this news, and began to shoo everyone out of the way. "Of course, of course. This way. He said, his voice barely concealing his panic. The other adults in the crowd made similar noises of distress and fear, grabbing their children and hurrying back in to their homes. At a loss for other options, Jason followed Matilda and Herschel as they made their way towards the Keeper's residence.
The village itself appeared to be quite lively. There were people milling about in what could be called a town square, some socializing, others selling or negotiating wares. Children were running about or hiding behind their parents, obviously playing a game of some kind.
That all changed when the some of the people who had come to meet Matilda made to back to the village. Jason couldn't hear what was being said, but he could hear the words "Black King" being spoken.
The reaction to this was immediate. People gasped and began whispering amongst themselves, the children stopped playing and ran to their parents, clinging to their legs in fear, shopkeepers no longer tried to pedal their wares, but with grim looks began putting their stock away, with their customers not objecting in the slightest.
All eyes were on Matilda as she passed, with mixed expressions of fear, hope and anxiety. Soon, they made their way to the Keeper's aviary, where a half dozen messenger birds were waiting to deliver their notes. It took some time, but with trembling hands, the Keeper painstakingly wrote down Matilda's message the Empire of the Black King's return, and her request for reinforcements for the town and herself. Only after the messenger bird was away, did the Keeper close up his residence.
Departing the Keeper's residence, they were set upon by a crowd of gathered villagers, desperation etched in their faces. "My Lady, what will we do?" Asked one. "We cannot defend against the Black King!" Cried another, sending a current of panic through the crowed "Will the Empire send help?" Asked a third, a pleading look in his eyes. "My Lady, please, you will protect us, wont you?"
For her part, Matilda placed her hand reassuringly on a villager's shoulder, giving them a kind smile. "Of course I will." she said, as the people's expressions began to change from one of fear to hope. "I will do everything in my power to protect you and your village. You have my sworn oath as a Holy Knight of the Empire."
"Thank you, My Lady, thank you!" Went the cry, the people were all but weeping in relief. Some reached out to touch her, thinking it would bring them good luck, others fell to their knees and began to pray at her feet. Matilda took it all in stride, slowly making her way towards Herschel's residence, stopping every so often to touch someone on the head as the knelt, or wait a moment as they kissed her hand.
When they arrived at Herschel's home, the man excused himself to get her a drink, but only after thanking her profusely for her willingness to protect his village. Much like the villagers earlier man looked to be on the verge of tears, and looked upon her with reverent awe.
Finally, Jason and Matilda were along in Herschel's siting room, with Matilda looking fatigued and Jason full of questions.
From 1 to 5, rank what you want to know the most to least.
>"What happens now?"
>"Who is the Black King?"
>"What the hell was that?!"
>"Are you okay?"
>Wrytan, Write in
Man, y'all are dicks =p
/OOC
"My name is Wrytan." He said, keeping his eye on the non-existent road to avoid hazards while also trying to introduce himself. "Jason Wrytan." An abrupt bump in the road told him his attempt at smooth driving were unsuccessful, and he refocused his attention on what was in front of him.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jason." Said Matilda, looking pleased at the introduction. Her cheer was short-lived, however, as she soon fell silent. Jason was initially worried that he was expected to do something now that they were formally introduced, but a quick look at her out of the corner of his eye told her that her silence had less to do with formal expectations and more to do with the fact that she was looking increasingly green around the gils.
Jason wasn't doing much better himself, if he was honest. The constant jostling and bumping around was making him a little motion sick, so he cranked open a window to help. This seemed to put Matilda at ease as well.
Eventually, with the occasional course correction from Matilda, Jason's car pulled up on a moderate gathering of buildings. Slowing the car down, Jason pulled the car to a stop just outside the village, as he didn't want to startle anyone who was unfamiliar with a car.
Despite this, they seemed to draw an audience as they made their way towards the village at a brisk pace, Matilda having recovered quickly thanks to her earlier sense of urgency. What Jason noticed however was that they were less interested in the car and more interested in Matilda herself. A group of people, some adults, some children, approached her as they walked.
"My Lady!" Called an older man. He was dressed in much finer material than the others, and Jason took him to be the leader or the chief of the village. "Is everything alright? We did not expect you back for some time." He asked, looking around her at the car in curiosity, but only for a moment.
"No, Herschel, there is danger stirring nearby." Matilda said. "It is as we feared, the Black King has sent his advance scouts. I must speak with the Keeper immediately and report this to the empire as soon as possible.
Herschel paled at this news, and began to shoo everyone out of the way. "Of course, of course. This way. He said, his voice barely concealing his panic. The other adults in the crowd made similar noises of distress and fear, grabbing their children and hurrying back in to their homes. At a loss for other options, Jason followed Matilda and Herschel as they made their way towards the Keeper's residence.
The village itself appeared to be quite lively. There were people milling about in what could be called a town square, some socializing, others selling or negotiating wares. Children were running about or hiding behind their parents, obviously playing a game of some kind.
That all changed when the some of the people who had come to meet Matilda made to back to the village. Jason couldn't hear what was being said, but he could hear the words "Black King" being spoken.
The reaction to this was immediate. People gasped and began whispering amongst themselves, the children stopped playing and ran to their parents, clinging to their legs in fear, shopkeepers no longer tried to pedal their wares, but with grim looks began putting their stock away, with their customers not objecting in the slightest.
All eyes were on Matilda as she passed, with mixed expressions of fear, hope and anxiety. Soon, they made their way to the Keeper's aviary, where a half dozen messenger birds were waiting to deliver their notes. It took some time, but with trembling hands, the Keeper painstakingly wrote down Matilda's message the Empire of the Black King's return, and her request for reinforcements for the town and herself. Only after the messenger bird was away, did the Keeper close up his residence.
Departing the Keeper's residence, they were set upon by a crowd of gathered villagers, desperation etched in their faces. "My Lady, what will we do?" Asked one. "We cannot defend against the Black King!" Cried another, sending a current of panic through the crowed "Will the Empire send help?" Asked a third, a pleading look in his eyes. "My Lady, please, you will protect us, wont you?"
For her part, Matilda placed her hand reassuringly on a villager's shoulder, giving them a kind smile. "Of course I will." she said, as the people's expressions began to change from one of fear to hope. "I will do everything in my power to protect you and your village. You have my sworn oath as a Holy Knight of the Empire."
"Thank you, My Lady, thank you!" Went the cry, the people were all but weeping in relief. Some reached out to touch her, thinking it would bring them good luck, others fell to their knees and began to pray at her feet. Matilda took it all in stride, slowly making her way towards Herschel's residence, stopping every so often to touch someone on the head as the knelt, or wait a moment as they kissed her hand.
When they arrived at Herschel's home, the man excused himself to get her a drink, but only after thanking her profusely for her willingness to protect his village. Much like the villagers earlier man looked to be on the verge of tears, and looked upon her with reverent awe.
Finally, Jason and Matilda were along in Herschel's siting room, with Matilda looking fatigued and Jason full of questions.
From 1 to 5, rank what you want to know the most to least.
>"What happens now?"
>"Who is the Black King?"
>"What the hell was that?!"
>"Are you okay?"
>
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simj26
Awful, Terrible, No-good Layabout
> are you okay
> what the heck was that
> who is the american african king
> who is your daddy and what does he do?
> what happens now?
> what the heck was that
> who is the american african king
> who is your daddy and what does he do?
> what happens now?
Dusky
Succubus
>"Are you okay?"
>(Wrytan) "Who are you, exactly?"
>"And what was that?"
>"Who is the Black King?"
>"What happens now?"
>(Wrytan) "Who are you, exactly?"
>"And what was that?"
>"Who is the Black King?"
>"What happens now?"
Syrenrei
Connoisseur of Romance
Axiom Days
Devil Summoner
JayTee
Eight Thousand Club
On a side note, I've given users the ability to invite others to the RP. If you think someone might be interested, feel free to give them an invite!
Unfortunately, it may have issues.
https://www.rpnation.com/topic/267733-invite-people-in-special-cases/
Just a heads-up.
Silanon
Four Thousand Club
Someone called? I shall have my vote then, probably initializing our hero's demise immediately...
1.) Are you ok?
2.) Who is the Black king?
3.) What happens now?
4.) Wrytan: Is there a chance the Empire will send help in time?
5.) What the hell was that?
1.) Are you ok?
2.) Who is the Black king?
3.) What happens now?
4.) Wrytan: Is there a chance the Empire will send help in time?
5.) What the hell was that?
JayTee
Eight Thousand Club
Silvertongued
Yes, this is dog
Sure, lets go with this~
^^dis
Dusky
Succubus
I feel all powerful.
wonderandawe
Most likeky not a Sidereal
I'm okay with the questions being in any order, but I want to add "What is a Holy Knight of the Empire? What do you do?"
(I guess that could be considered "Who are you?" but more directed)
(I guess that could be considered "Who are you?" but more directed)
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Historical Storyteller
Four Thousand Club
>Lose my sanity. (Write-in)
>Are you ok?
>What happens now?
>Who is the Black King?
>What the hell was that?
>Who are you?
>Are you ok?
>What happens now?
>Who is the Black King?
>What the hell was that?
>Who are you?