Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 19, 2016 21:19:23 GMT
Quinn peered over Walltur's notebook, hoping to hide her excitement. Oh man...those are so bitchin'! She shot a side look at Charlie, hoping he wasn't hardcore judging her for being interested in this type of thing.
"Wow, these are all pretty sweet...." One specific weapon caught her eye: a smallish magic wand, with an ornate handle and what appeared to be tiny vines growing up it. "I want that wand. I feel like something involving dragons requires magic of some sort." She looked back at Walltur. "So...can I be some little wizard or witch person, then?"
Walltur nodded his head to Quinn's choice. He began to set on sketching out Quinn's character, long flow robes and stylized hair. It would take a while to get the effects right, but it's helpful to have a visual representation of their characters. He raised his eyes and looked to his other teammate.
He carefully tore out the weapon sheet and slides it the young man, then returned his attention to his work. He really hopes that they aren't expecting him to lead this sort of thing, otherwise the story may progress extremely slowly... Maybe if they just built it together?
Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 21, 2016 2:26:39 GMT
Charlie was in wonder at Quinn's sudden interest in this sort of thing. He used to do this sort of thing with the few friends he had before starting work at the facility. He had kind of missed it. He couldn't hide his excitement as he chose a spear.
"I-I'll be a paladin. I'll b-be able to take all the hits. C-Comes in handy," he said, smiling at Quinn. He watched as Walltur drew Quinn's character. He's so good at that. Maybe he could teach me sometime...
Walltur's sketch of Quinn's character started to come together, the wand in hand with magical energy flowing around it, arcing around the sorceress in a dazzling array. There was more room for detail to be added later, but it was a good start. He tore the page free and placed it in front of Quinn; he motioned to a blank section towards the bottom of the page beneath the drawing.
Grinning at Charlie's description, Walltur began working on the paladin. Due to his weapon choice, the armor would end up being more piece meal to allow for more mobility needed to properly use the weapon. The helmet would protect vital areas while still allowing facial features, a fun challenge when including an ornate version of Charlie's glasses. The large artist became engrossed in his work, getting feedback and ideas really helped inspiration flow, in addition to creating a new means of connecting with his peers. Before getting to far in, he scanned the weapons array himself, figuring the sort of character he'd create. Taking his pencil, he circled a sickle and dirk, his eyes meeting his companions.
Post by Quinn Starling on Feb 28, 2016 22:36:25 GMT
Just as Quinn was looking at the sketches and considering her character's information, there was an announcement over the speaker system in the facility:
"Good evening, testers. Our game maker has made some edits to the rules for Quidditch and would like to conduct another test match tomorrow morning. Please sign up for your new teams and review the new rules."
Quinn looked at Charlie and Walturr. "Oh. Well...I guess we'll have more time to play this stuff later...We don't have any dice, anyway. I'll look around my room for some, and we can play this another time. We'd better go review those rules, I guess..." She grinned and added, "So...revival of the Cuddlepuffs? Guess I'll see you guys out there..."
She kissed Charlie on the cheek and whispered, "I'm up for another date after tomorrow's match if you want," and left the room.
Post by Charlie Bertani on Feb 29, 2016 2:42:45 GMT
A grin burst across Charlie's face as Walltur drew him as a paladin. Once he was finished with the drawing, Charlie's mind raced through a backstory and the stats that would make his character the most useful. As well as spell and skills that would come in handy.
He was raised as a monk, but found himself wanting to become a knight. So he left the monastery to travel the nearest city to get training. A wealthy lord took him under his wing and...
Charlie started to jot out a rough outline of stats and skills. He barely acknowledged the announcement and even Quinn's kiss on his cheek as he focused on his character. He managed a hum of acknowledgement at Quinn's words. As the door shut, however, he registered too late what Quinn had said. His head snapped to the door, hoping that Quinn was still standing there. Of course she wasn't. He sighed and quietly cursed to himself at how much of an idiot he was.
Post by Quinn Starling on Mar 4, 2016 19:09:14 GMT
After the third match, Quinn felt a mix of emotions. She was sad to see a team member leave, but was proud of the whole team's work together until that point. She also really enjoyed the new set of rules, and made it a point to tell Vester as she made her way back into the testing facility.
I need a drink...
She caught up with Walltur and Charlie Bertani in the hallway, after everyone had changed and washed up. "Hey, guys! Nice work out there. Walltur, you were a beast, and Specs, your seeking at the end was amazing. I'm sorry you got hit, though. Hope you're alright...?" She smiled at Charlie, then thought back to the night at Leo's...Hmm Walltur's gonna be kinda bummed with Booker out for a bit...though he DID say yes to going on a date with me...maybe we could all three hang out? Welcome over the rest of the group if they want?
"So Specs, I know we talked about a date, but would you mind if we made it a group thing? We can all head down to Leo's pizza place together and set up our D&D game there. If anyone else wants to join, they'll know where to find us. You guys in?" She held up a bag of dice and shook it playfully. "Plus, I need some booze after today."
Walltur was... kind of devastated. Witnessing Booker having been let go by Vester, he wanted so badly to follow him out of the facility. The large man felt like his old friend needed him, and that he needed Booker...
His sketchbook remained in his pocket, not wanting to dive to far into his own thoughts. He was more so just reacting to the world around him. That last test was going so well... but it didn't matter now. Walking alongside Charlie and Quinn, he nodded to Quinn's request. His face was blank and unfocused.
His eyes occasionally darted around the hallway as they walked, the facility feeling a lot smaller and intimidating than he had first remembered. Maybe some time with fellow testers would put him at ease...
Post by Quinn Starling on Mar 4, 2016 19:53:20 GMT
Satisfied with Walltur's response, and assuming Charlie was game since he'd barely noticed when Quinn left that morning as he worked on his character, Quinn smiled at them. "To Leo's it is!" She quickly jotted down a note on the memo board outside the cafeteria, that read: "Fellow testers, we're down at Leo's in the market playing some D&D and having pizza/drinks. You're welcome to join! -Cuddlepuffs"
She looped her arm through Charlie's as the group set out towards the market. She had to keep their spirits up, despite the turn of events today. Walltur seemed really down, so she looped an arm through his as well, creating a wall of Cuddlepuffs walking through the streets -arm in arm. She made a point to nudge her head against Charlie's shoulder, in case he felt jealous. She wanted him to know she didn't feel that way about Walltur....just felt he needed some distractions for a bit.
"Hey, guys. I don't know why shit went down the way it did but I'm sure there were reasons. We'll never know. But we're Cuddlepuffs. We gotta stick together when we can, especially in hard times. Let's go drink our feelings away and fight some mother-fucking dragons."
They made their way to Leo's, and Quinn led the boys to the large table in the back corner. She held up two fingers at Leo, "Two pitchers. Actually..." She took another look at Walltur. "Make it three. And a large pepperoni."
As Leo headed back to work on their pizza and beer, Quinn pulled out her dice. "So, wizard, paladin, and jester, eh? Walltur, what you got in that book o'yours?"
Being reminded of his book, Walltur slowly reached back for it. He flipped quickly past the first few pages, settling on his fantasy drawings. He had finished both Quinn's wizard, Charlie's paladin and began work on his jester. His character had a beaten up old mask, the only visible portion of the face is the eyes. There is an old brown cloak, with colorful tights underneath them peaking out the edges of the limbs. There's even a lute strung across the back, half the strings busted but a few holding defiantly.
He had become so engrossed in his work that he didn't even notice the pitcher being served. Initially reaching straight out for one, he stopped himself, grasped a cup and poured himself his first round. He downed in a long swallow, left it empty for a while as he continued his work. He had forgotten if he had handed Quinn her character drawing, carefully handing it to her as he had already done for Charlie. As he began to figure out stats, he looked between the two of his teammates.
Hoa Li looked at Walltur’s sketchbook and notes. “Ah, monk-turned-knight. Brave man. Believe in fighting? Or helping others? Perhaps both? Jester with dagger…“ He looked at Walltur’s grim expression. “Drinks will make you funny, friend. Do you protect or entertain? And beautiful witch, to be trusted? Will she help these men?”
He turned over a placemat on the table and set the salt and pepper shakers on one side, “Towers to Castle.” He then set a stack of napkins near that, “Mountain of doom,”and finally tossed some toothpicks around the rest of the mat, “woods.”
“Welcome to magical world Vestopia. Evil ruler Prince Snow lives on mountain of doom. Has many slaves, mean man. Big dragon in mountain guards many treasures. Many men want his treasure... Mountain holds secrets.
One day, young monk journeys through woods to seek trainer for knighthood. He’s been given a quest: Find the man called Sir Thomas and prove your worth. He enters woods, collides with Jester who runs away from mob. Mob does not like jester.
So- Jester, do you grab new friend and hide or ask to help fight?”
He pulled two small figures from his pockets and set them in the middle of the toothpicks on the table.
Walltur turned to see Wally enter the room. At first a bit hesitant, he couldn't think of a reason for him not to join the group. Settling in he listened to their discussion.
He found himself amazed by the world be crafted in front of him. Even though it was only simple props, he had to admire the craftsmanship of the little figurines Wally just so happened to have on his person. Looking across the table to Charlie, he gives him a confident grin, placing a firm hand on his shoulder.
His other hand moves to the two figurines away from the approaching mob. In his head, he imagines the jester having grabbed the paladin's hand, dragging him away from the oncoming fight. Perhaps Walltur's character is silent, it wouldn't be hard to describe dialogue this way.
Walltur: Mmk, I can see that now
Mar 17, 2016 15:19:37 GMT
Vester Lombard: Beating a seeker in the 4th is pretty huge. Each IP is essentially erasing the effect of one of their successful searches.
Mar 17, 2016 16:28:34 GMT
Quinn Starling: Yeah, I would have hit Ginger more if I thought she'd rest up or if you'd heal her. But I figured that you guys would maybe leave her at 2 since that was her max, especially since we decided to stay inujurred, too Lol
Mar 17, 2016 16:36:34 GMT
Quinn Starling: We planned back between periods 2-3 to consider staying injured if we got to -3 again, to waste any coming beatings. If you aim for low DCs, have enough skill to make up for the IP, AND get lucky, it's sometimes worth it to keep the damage & keep rolling
Mar 17, 2016 17:34:53 GMT
Vester Lombard: I think in the 2nd period you definitely have to rest. 3rd period, maybe, pending your team strategy. 4th period, probably not.
Mar 17, 2016 21:14:43 GMT
Sprye Tatel: In the interest of not adding a new post each day to the Space Debate threads, would we be interested in sharing ideas via Google Docs? tinyurl.com/zlk8sb3
Mar 21, 2016 5:01:20 GMT
Quinn Starling: I'm in favor of death penalty for illegal pretty floral bonnets. I think that needs to be an argument that happens Lol
Mar 21, 2016 13:54:41 GMT
Walltur: Pro, but under the argument that all viewers of the bonnet be executed, rather than the wearer. Deadly illegal bonnets
Mar 22, 2016 4:16:02 GMT
Quinn Starling: Depends on how pretty. We'd need a numerical rating scale, to start. Any bonnet rated 6 or over (by 2/3 vote of galactic council) is determined "pretty" and a single flower may be defined as "floral." Any fixture worn upon the head may serve as "bonnet."
Mar 22, 2016 15:54:13 GMT
Quinn Starling: (that's on a scale of 1-10) And I'd be against death penalty for illegal ones (unregistered, obtained illegally, etc.) Jail sentencing and community work are appropriate, but not death penalty. Too extreme.
Mar 22, 2016 15:56:18 GMT
Vester Lombard: While I am against the death penalty for pretty floral bonnets, I do think that all people who have encountered the bonnet should have their brains slightly melted. I think this would both save lives and prevent any risk of spreading that fashion
Mar 22, 2016 16:25:34 GMT
Sprye Tatel: Again with the slightly-melting brains proposal? Seems very convenient for the Muppet-race; who can re-grow/stuff brain cells! Whose pocket are you in? Who is pulling your strings!?
Mar 22, 2016 17:16:41 GMT
Sprye Tatel: I say that the punishment should fit the crime: The penalty for Pretty Floral Bonnet's (PFB's) should be death by PFB!
Mar 22, 2016 17:19:46 GMT
Quinn Starling: I have found my people. This is where I belong <3
Mar 22, 2016 23:08:03 GMT
Walltur: Any games coming down the pipe? Online practice game of Cornucopia?
Apr 6, 2016 15:19:22 GMT
Vester Lombard: If you guys want we could try doing some online Galactic Debate. It would lose a bit of the spontaneous improv element when played on the forum, but maybe it could at least help figure out which cards are fun or boring.
Apr 11, 2016 16:36:36 GMT
Quinn Starling: We could schedule a "live" session and either skype or have the speaker type up their response within a certain time frame. So, speaker says they're free at 9pm. At 8:55 they're given their topic, then they have from 9:00-9:05 to type up their platform...?
Apr 11, 2016 17:53:36 GMT