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Moonlight [closed]
Oct 6, 2019 5:04:59 GMT
Salvatore eye'd the fox briefly as it was placed upon the ground; it barely stirred, only giving the faintest of ear twitches to acknowledge it's relocation. Evidently it was felt quite safe in the presence of the bluette. Salvatore couldn't blame it, either; the man was comforting, more soothing than anyone he'd ever met, anyways. So much so that when he offered his hand and response, Salvatore could feel a flush rush to his cheeks. Thankfully nobody was around to witness it.
"I.." He didn't want to be rude and deny a blind man's outstretched hand..
He gently clasped the hand and stood, "Okay. Lead the way. Tell me how you can see."
His wings hummed behind him in unison to the bluette's own, and it was unlike any sound he'd ever heard before; to be combined with another's buzzing. It sung like home, or at least how he imagined it. Briefly he wondering if he were dreaming, but.. he knew this was reality, even if it felt bizarre, surreal and too good to be true. Sure, he had found out his kind had probably ditched him -- and someone else -- but he had also.. found another fairy! A dream he never thought possible.
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Rotten Fruit [Event]
Oct 6, 2019 4:41:48 GMT
edited on Oct 6, 2019 4:44:35 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
At least it looked like the purplette favored by teh Goddess was faring well. Not the mention he could feel someone elses' mending magic permeating the air. By all accounts he knew his help wasn't needed. But, he still felt compelled to at least hurt the maggots.. they had, after all, tore apart a number of villagers. They may as well suffer as much as they could, even if he knew his own damage wasn't even close to the shit that was already being dished out to them.
As such, he would initiate his field-wide fairy dust layout once again; etonating it near t he worm location and providing assistance — if they needed it — to anyone who was injured, whether they were apart of the fight or not. There were still villagers within range, and hopefully his magic could also allow them some minor alleviating.
Summary: Wasn't attacked. Did Damage Convert again.
Berry Everett-Bailey & Omy Godfrey & Kasumi Ito & January Mayberry & wicker
lazy post. (Post 3)
HP: 165/165 | MP: 95/105 | SHIELD: 24/56
Enhancements. Sense {Passive sensing score is 15.} HP - [165+34] MP - [105-15+5] ATK: 13 DEF: 0 AC: 10 HEAL: 13 STAM: 11 Level: 2
Magic. Fairy Magic Specialty. Supportive
DEFENSE — Attack 1:N/A — Attack 2: N/A — Damage received: 0 — Conditions: N/A
Offense STANDARD ACTION: Damage Convert {Double Trouble} — Attack Roll: 7HSqWd|X + 13 — Condition Roll: n/a BONUS ACTION. N/A — Effect: 1/6 Rejuvenate 34HP
——Potential damage: {13x1.5} 20 @ Maggot B ——Potential heal: {13x1.5} 20 {Kasumi, Jan & Blaze}
MP used: 15 MP regenerated: 5 {5 min / 11 max}
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Down The Strip [mission, closed]
Oct 5, 2019 19:27:08 GMT
edited on Oct 5, 2019 19:31:10 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
At least they aren't useless.
He tried not to be too distracted by Mary's display of power; it had been notably hot. But he wouldn't be as open about it as the redhead, who stared at her like a damn predator. Instead he remained flying, a sour look still marking his features as the stripper mages' defenses crumbled under their combined assault.
Shortly after their elements broke to nothingness, he'd find himself blinking slowly — if it weren't for the fact of the stripper's ridiculous appearance vs. their seriousness, he might of looked surprised or amused. But instead he just quietly judged them, unmoved by their confidence.
..And had he been a nicer guy, he might of even indicated to his teammates that they were attacking, but he figured they'd realize it once it hit them.
No biggie. He could mend them, anyways.
In response to the air burst roaring toward him, he'd attempt to throw up a shield of fairy dust while also manifesting a wide radius of it, to cover the entire "battlefield" — the fucking dirt street in the middle of town — covering the area where the enemies were as well as his temporary allies. The shield did not hold. "Hg." Grunting, he'd take the attack as it broke through, scratching up his arms in the process as his wings tried to keep him from being thrown into the distance. And regardless of what had happened to his allies, he decided to initiate his dust; trying to burst damage the three strippers as well as heal the guys near him, had they taken any damage as well.
Guess he was a nice guy after all?
Tch.
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Summary: He got hit by the air blast, gets cut up a bit. Spreads out fairy dust around the 'battlefield,' ignites it where the strippers are and tries to heal allies if applicable. (Post 3)
HP: 145/165 | MP: 100/115 | SHIELD: 00/00
Enhancements. Sense {Passive sensing score is 15.} HP - [165-20] MP - [115-15]
ATK: 15 DEF: 0 AC: 10 HEAL: 15 STAM: 11 Level: 4
Magic. Fairy Magic Specialty. Supportive
DEFENSE — Attack 1: Hit {Magical Attack AoE} — Attack 2: Hit/Miss — Damage received: 20 — Conditions: 0
Offense STANDARD ACTION: Damage Convert {Double Trouble} — Attack Roll: Id274Vof + 15 — Condition Roll: n/a BONUS ACTION. N/A — Effect: N/A
——Potential Damage: {15x1.5} 23 —Potential Heal: {15x1.5} 23
MP used: 15 MP regenerated: 0 {6 min / 12 max}
INVENTORY [T1] Basic Offense: Fairy Dust
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Moonlight [closed]
Oct 4, 2019 17:41:11 GMT
edited on Oct 4, 2019 17:42:14 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
Salvatore wasn't accustomed to such.. sincerity. In the world of mankind it was a rarity. "It's fine, not your problem." He grumbled, but was appreciative of the man's efforts. And soon enough; pretty amazed. The man's dust manifested liken to his hair and with it a calming effect. He knew his own dust could do something similiar, as it occasionally relayed a sense of elation to the people among it. For a moment he was sad, sad that the fairy couldn't see the dust for himself — it was beautiful. Much like his own.. not that he'd ever openly admit that.
In unconscious response, the blonde's own dust manifested, but it'd localize around the bluette, dancing around his physique in small playful wisps; to tease his clothing or hair.
After a few moments of play, he'd "Nonetheless.. I'm happy to of met another like me. Can you.. can you fly despite your blindness?"
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Level up shop
Oct 3, 2019 22:00:27 GMT
CHARACTER: fairytaildream.boards.net/thread/238LEVEL: 4 COST: 3000 STAT ALLOCATION: +1 ATK +1 HEAL [b]ABILITY NAME:[/b] Troublesome Limits[break] [b]ABILITY DESCRIPTION:[/b] At the expense of his own health, Sal is able to temporarily enhance his fairy dust's regenerative capabilities.[break] [b]ABILITY TYPE:[/b] Limit Break
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Thread turn-in
Oct 3, 2019 17:24:16 GMT
edited on Oct 3, 2019 17:43:38 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
PARTICIPANTS: Mint Everett-Bailey & Kasumi Ito & A.J. Godfrey [??] RP THREAD: fairytaildream.boards.net/thread/393 THREAD TYPE: Event + 5 social posts for Kas & Salv REWARDS: 1500 + 375 [? Not sure if Social Modded reward counts in this instance haha, so just halved regular social. Please correct me if I'm wrong though (:]
Keep it open so Kas & AJ can social from it, plz. They might turn in for an extra 375 after they both reach five more posts. Salvatore is yeeting away tho.
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Big ol' Nymphs [mission/ closed]
Oct 2, 2019 19:19:26 GMT
edited on Oct 2, 2019 19:20:08 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
From the magical looking "ceiling" to the expansive glade, Salvatore could not, in light of the environment, summon his typical state of annoyance. It was the sort of place he wouldn't mind simply living in forever. Quiet and detached from mankind, it was a place he had always fantasized about -- minus the fairies. Yeah, he had glanced around as they moved forward, hoping to find winged creatures like himself, but there had been none. Just animals and other placid looking magical beings, like glowing wisps, gnomes and some unknown and fantastical critters he'd never laid eyes on before.
Following the makeshift path lead them to a ginormous tree, one larger than any building or natural construct he'd ever seen. When they'd been in the normal forest before, he was certain he hadn't seen such a tall tree in the distance -- which must've meant they were in a sort of pocket dimension of sorts, which also explained the odd barrier they had ran through to get here.
The rocks and vines began to shiver and shift, causing a downpour of leaves to fall over them. He saw Bonnie take a step back but he stood still, hands in pockets, watching with intrigue. The rocks reshaped themselves into two women-esque forms, a happy one beaming down at them while another seemed to glare -- an expression he could certainly identify with.
When they spoke he would realize that the animals had lead them here for a reason, but he was not sure of what.
He summoned a green-carpet made of fairy dust for his partner and bumped it at the back of legs, "Get on, let's go talk to them face to face." If she obliged, he would give her ride to follow him up as his dragonfly kin wings spread out behind his back and began to flutter, taking him up to eye level of the giant nymphs, but far enough to not make them cross eye'd.
"You expected us and the animals led us. What do you need from us, Nymphs? Are you looking for something in particular? If so, that would explain why these animals have been robbing the nearby village. Something you should surely stop, elsewise I won't be getting paid."
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Moonlight [closed]
Oct 2, 2019 18:14:47 GMT
The way the man spoke and maintained himself reminded him of what he would expect a forest-raised Fairy to compose themselves as. It was startling to an extent; he didn't understand how someone could be so calm. Perhaps it was because he was blind and had never had to experience the gawking of mankind from his own difference to it. He wondered if had he been blind too, if he'd of been less angry.
He wanted to say 'speak for yourself, buddy-' but decided to shrug off the man's optimism. He may of been an asshole but, this was another fairy -- a blind one, even. Who was he to try and dissuade him from his light-heartedness?
"I.. yeah. I've hated every second if my life with man. I've always wished I had been raised by my own kind instead."
His voice went to a whisper, as if confessing such a thing made him less than.
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His brow rose at the demon's interjection, and his lips would purse every so slightly, "You greedy ass. You already stole that drinking contest money from me." He was joking, although one wouldn't know it given his harsh tone and biting expression.
The redhead that he'd been tailing, however, proposed a solution to his concern and he'd shrug, hands still shoved lazily into his pockets. "Sure."
As water manifested over the earthen construct, the fairy would sigh, already troubled by the effort that was appearing to be needed to complete a task to save a pervert. Oh well, money is money, he supposed.
Salvatore rose into the air once more, large constructs of fairy dust manifesting around him to create over-sized daggers with several feet of circumference. "Ok hookers. I'm going to count to three.."
He was lying. Instead he simply willed the fairy dust makes toward the crust walls at that time, aiming to impact every side while the fire user, hopefully, evaporated the water.
And whatever the fuck Mercile or Mable was gonna do.
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Level up shop
Sept 30, 2019 2:31:51 GMT
edited on Sept 30, 2019 2:32:33 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
CHARACTER: fairytaildream.boards.net/thread/238LEVEL: 3 COST: 3000 STAT ALLOCATION: +1 ATK, +1 HEAL [b]ABILITY NAME:[/b] Disrupting Trouble[break] [b]ABILITY DESCRIPTION:[/b] Salvatore can surround friendlies with his dust, which will provide them a soothing warmth and a healing over time effectiveness.[break] [b]ABILITY TYPE:[/b] Rejuvenate
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He'd experienced one damp warmth to it's full extent; now he desired to explore the other. She apparently reflected that, given the movements of her hips, which elicited a natural response of his own. Unable and unwilling to reign in his craving, he'd wrap an arm around her and suddenly turn the tide, shifting her underneath him as his opposite hand eagerly unfastened a belt.
*sin fade to blacketh.*
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Moonlight [closed]
Sept 30, 2019 2:08:28 GMT
"In a cauldron?" That was odd indeed. But, given his own existence, Sal knew the man hadn't been an odd alchemical creation at all. His deep green orbs trickled down toward the fox once more and for a fleeting moment, he desired to stroke it's fur as well, to comfort the unsettled feeling twisting in his stomach.
Instead he knelt to the ground, until his rump was upon it, and crossed is legs in front of him, an elbow resting on one knee as his head dropped to his propped palm. "Abducted? Taken away? Seems to me like the fae got rid of us."
His voice had returned to something akin to frustration; offended that his people had simply tossed him away like garbage.
"Maybe the inscription on these necklaces means 'trash, you keep it.'"
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Child In Need [Event/Kasumi]
Sept 30, 2019 1:21:31 GMT
edited on Sept 30, 2019 1:32:12 GMT by Mint Everett-Bailey
The house gave way at last, the door breaking under the zombie horde that had relentlessly rammed into it. Salvatore couldn't stay behind to worry about anything, even as he saw the woman before him suddenly bleeding from every visible orifice. His inherent desire to help the child overruling his desire to help the older woman. He grimaced, ripping his leg away from the clutches of the undead, his flesh ripping in the process, as his gossamer wings rapidly hummed behind him as he took flight toward the house in a flash.
On his way, however, he expelled a large amount of glimmering fairy dust which encompassed the field -- it permeated everywhere, including the area where the purplette was. He saw chunks of zombies flying away from where she was, but his eyes were focused ahead, on the house. He flew in in swift pursuit of the child, knocking zombies out of the way as he did so, before he threw his body over her and ignited his fairy dust. For a split second the dust turned red and then exploded variously -- except around him, the child and the wild mage.
It was at the same time that a blinding light appeared, and he'd manage to glance over as he covered the trembling child in his protective embrace. The energy levels of the area shot through the roof, a power so intense he could not sense it's end. The beam of the holy shine was near the physical mage who was no doubt covered in zombie goo by now, and he wondered if she had just ascended into the Celestial Realm.
A wave of light washed over him -- over everything -- and he heard bodies dropping like flies. Whatever remained of the dead had, presumably, been wiped out.
When the blinding light subsided, he'd witness an Angel standing near the purplette, radiating divinity and sporting wings made of purity. He blinked, his typical scowl no where to be seen.
"Damn kid, it looks like God herself is on your side.."
He had never believed in a deity, but there was no other explanation to the shit he'd just seen.
wicker & Kasumi Ito & A.J. Godfrey
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HP: 97/165 | MP: 75/100 | SHIELD: 00/00 Enhancements. Sense {Passive sensing score is 15.}HP - [109-21+9] MP - [85+5-15] ATK: 12 DEF: 0 AC: 10 HEAL: 12 STAM: 11 Level: 1 Magic. Fairy MagicSpecialty. Supportive DEFENSE — Attack 1: Hit.— Attack 2: Hit/Miss — Damage received: 21 — Conditions: 0 OffenseSTANDARD ACTION: Damage Convert {Double Trouble}— Attack Roll: GbC45vEX + 12 — Condition Roll: n/aBONUS ACTION. n/a— Effect: n/a — Heal: +9 HP to Mint Everett-Bailey & Kasumi Ito {Double Trouble}—— Potential damage: 18MP used: 15 MP regenerated: 5 {5 min / 10 max} INVENTORY [T1] Basic Offense: Fairy Dust
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Achievements & Claim
Sept 29, 2019 19:55:53 GMT
Claiming My First Day Complete 1 Mission thread Friends forever Complete a mission with someone from the same guild Let's Go for a Walk Complete a thread with a Quadro Cerberus member fairytaildream.boards.net/thread/446
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"What.." His question slipped out loud as a wall of greenery split itself several times for the various creatures that ran to it. They'd go beyond and it'd recover, contorting to it's own fullness each time. He didn't want to lose them so he charged straight into it too, and to his relief, it also parted for him to run through.
On the other side the animals were waiting.. lined up in two separate lines, to create a path for he and Bonnie to follow. They were sitting, their collective gazes following the two humanoids that they had baited.
His motion had turned into a slow walk, and he'd glance behind at the armor'd woman, a questioning expression touring his pierced facade. "I think we just walked into a fairy tail." For once his voice wasn't drowned in aggression, but instead it dripped with casual wonder.
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