Δ CHRONICLING FOSSIL'S GATE

[malt]

Immediately the player is greeted by the depths of the ocean, aquatic life floating all around them. Perhaps it is after this initial shock that the player would realize that they're in a glass bubble underneath the bottom of a crystal clear ocean, the sunlight dancing all around them. The glass tunnel they're in branches off in many different directions for what feels like forever; due to the shape of the allocated pathways, there is no real end to this place. The player, ultimately, would walk around in circles simply trying to find the end to this place!

It is clear by the simple design of this field, and the lack of danger in it, that this field was meant as a scenic detour from the rest of the conflict players normally go through in The World. This field is peaceful and fun and especially relaxing, bring someone along on a nice casual e-date or something!

[JAX]

Gate-In ):

Upon hearing his feet clash with the floor, Jax would notice himself drowning in blue. Figuratively of course, though he almost believed that were literally the case. Glancing around, he would take in the sight of the ocean outside the crystalline structure. There seemed to be no mobs on his map, though the presence of several paths made him wonder if the area held some sort of secret dungeon. Chuckling to himself, he began to point at each hall entrance as he played a game within his mind to decide his next path.

[Kid]

Entering: Δ CHRONICLING FOSSIL'S GATE

Kid's feet tapped the glass floor of the long glass tunnel in which he stood. He was amazed at how well designed to field was, though he didn't see how it would be possible for hostile targets or "mobs" as everyone else referred to them as, to exist in such a field.

What would happen if a battle broke out and a PC or a hostile target broke the glass? Did the creators of [The World] notice this one obvious flaw. He walked up to the glass and tapped on it, the glass felt as though it was made to withstand attacks. He also noticed, there were no hostile targets in this field, which ended his curiosity.

This field was more of a social area, rather than a combat area. Kid wondered if there were more fields such as this programmed into [The World]. He pushed the bridge of his glasses onto his nose, so that they would fit more securely.

He turned his head to the left, where another PC seemed to be having trouble choosing a path to go. Not that it mattered, this field seemed to be an endless maze. Kid turned his attention back to the glass, he tucked his hands into his pockets as he examined the ocean life on the other side.

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Word Count: 218
Notes: ///////////
Kid's BGM: Persona 3: Deep Breath, Deep Breath Combo Song

[Brand]

Now Entering:… CHRONICLING FOSSIL'S GATE

A light crackle occured as he combusted softly into reality, his body, his mind, binarily constructed into a pleasing form. A wretched and worn staff crushed the floor beneath him with his presence, the ground accepting a new burden. Leather shoes and a hoodies, black jeans and a non-descript shirt were all that covered him in this assumed aqua terrarium. Yet the water was held at bay, dammed by thousands of tons of non-existing glass. The feeling was eerie, it was lonely, suffocating in its construction. If he were to perhaps go insane, bite back at his own logical though, then perhaps this would be an adequate place to spend his cackling life? But for now, he sought what everyone else sought, treasure, and with the quiet of this place it was no doubt he could find it with ease.

Another source of noise, however, interrupted him, he could hear footsteps and as he finished buffering he could see a person. He clicked his staff rudely and beckoned forth at this man, he seemed... less soft than most people he encountered. Treasure searching? Wavemasters couldn't search alone, too much risk of mobs, he could regrettably use this man as a partner. He hated having to use a crutch, he looked at his staff and crushed the wood harder with his hands, digital white to digital pink.

Shouting @ jax, just saw your post feel free to respond @ both of ya.

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[JAX]

Feeling rather pressured to make his decision sooner, Jax tried to focus on the paths ahead-- Even with the arrival of two new presences. The self-proclaimed pirate, however, gave up once he found himself addressed. Well, he assumed it was towards him. After all, he certainly pushed his pirate motif with his PC design. Atop his white mass of hair was a tricorne hat with a feather attached to it, and draping his figure was a long, luxurious crimson damask coat. Chains hung from his clothing in various places as nonexistent trophies-- False loot simply present for decor.

From his hip dangled two swords-- Addressed as his trusty cutlasses though they seemed more-so like rapiers in design. His only signs of non-hostility were the smile on his face and the fact that his arms were folded, meaning both hands weren't in contact with either blade. Arching a brow at the two, he could pretty much venture a guess at their professions. Even so, he wouldn't make any assumptions without hearing anything directly. "Treasure searchin'? Always an' foreva, mate!" He chuckled, raising his arms into a light shrug as if to say it was a habit of his that he couldn't quite help.

"Don't suppose you lot are in the same barrel? Or did ya just come fer tha scenery?"

[Kid]

"Are you..talking to me?"

Another PC entered the mix, judging by his weapon, it was a wavemaster. Though his appearanced hadn't interested Kid much, until he called out. Kid turned his head to left, the wavemaster was calling a person, though it turns out he was speaking with the PC who couldn't decide which path to take.

Though the idea of searching for rare items was intriguing, Kid was not the type to approach other PCs for assistance. He continued to mind his own business at the glass. He held his scythe tightly at this point, at times, he found it so awkward to carry around because of its size.

The PC asked a question out loud, he faced the two PCs. "Are you..talking to me?" he asked. Kid was slighty interested in the PCs dialect. Was it british? Australian? Or perhaps he was just playing the role of his character. Though Kid was the silent type, he rambled a lot in his thoughts.

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Word Count: 212
Notes: ///////////
Kid's BGM: Persona 3: Deep Breath, Deep Breath Combo Song

[Brand]

A Royal Man & Two Knights In Armor

I see our spirits and thoughts are in the same path, though our tongues may have taken forked paths. I too crave riches, and the best ones are usually in those spots where no traveler looks He spun his staff slowly with his palm, his smile became sharper and sharper. Surely you can handle yourself in here, it is low leveled, but two eyes and two weapons are grander than one. We can find treasure twice as quick and kill twice as many monsters. I am propositioning a party. He gripped the staff hard at the end of his proposition, he then pointed at the man who was more or less silent. Perhaps he can join, since it’d be best if instead of him finding the treasure or dieing uselessly, he helps us and we all receive treasure and triple the monster kills we may have managed on our own. He raised his staff and pointed forward towards the trail the man had already picked out Shall we conquer this realm my knights!?

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[JAX]

"Zzz-- Huh, wha!?" jolted Jax, his PC wiping digital drool from his face. It seemed the character had nodded off mid-conversation. Chuckling a bit, the bemused twin blade nodded as if he were in complete understanding. It was simple enough-- There was possible danger and possible reward. Since all three were there at the same time, why not go through it all together? He arched a brow at the last statement left by the wavemaster, his response a slight cackle.

"Careful what you get yerself into, mate. A Pirate's no Knight," he began with a slight smirk, resting a hand on the hilts of his two cutlasses once again. This time, he would turn to the tunnels while sending the two characters his member address. Once that was exchanged, they would be able to form their party.

:( you now have Jax's member address! ):

[Kid]

The wave master began to ramble his reasons to start a party. He was interested, though the idea of having to listen to this self proclaimed monarch wasn't so appealing. Though after his speech Kid approached him and the twin blade. "Sure, I'm down," it was better than staring at the glass "The name's Kid".

It was hard to believe that hostile targets would be found in an area such as this. Nevertheless, he couldn't turn down treasure. A long arm, wave master, and a twin blade. It would do for this scenario, its not as if they had any other options.

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Word Count: 106
Notes: a short post is a crappy post e.e
Kid's BGM: Persona 4: Heaven

[Brand]

We March Forth.

And I am a tyrant of a king. He smirked as he replied to the friend request, sending his details back to the man. They were now a party, charging forth towards greater than individual success. Lead the way, since you were here first Jax He said the name to himself first underneath his breath, to get the pronunciation of the pirate out of his mind. The water silently sloshed overhead casting a sort of ominous ambience, he had never been down here and judging by how he couldn’t quite see the surface or any islands overhead, he could guess that the ocean over head as well as the tunnels, extended for quite some distance.

He walked alongside the both of them, towards whatever may lie forth. He could hear a faint clicking in the distance but he knew not what it was.

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