Jun 16, 2017 18:52:40 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2017 16:51:30 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 16, 2017 16:51:30 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]He was back here, back at the sand shore where he got his first big break. Mustang could smell the salty waters before him, just a bit away from the shore he stood. Arms crossed as he took in the scenery with over cast clouds. It had been a long time since he had been to the ocean, and now he was back with new friends and allies. The defender awaited for the rest of their guild to assemble, his finger skimming across his player interface.
Ultimately Mustang believed that they would win this battle. After seeing what their leader had done against the troll alongside with Draum and his talents. They had a strong force that take down potentially any foe, it was all just a matter of his defense. He felt like a loyal member of the Keepers, but still believed that he needed to prove his use to Aleister himself.
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Jun 16, 2017 18:19:35 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2017 18:19:17 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 16, 2017 18:19:17 GMT -5
Yawning as he arrived to the beach, the brawler would give a tired smile followed by a two finger wave to the defender. " Heya..." Pausing the brawler would peer up for a second, looking at the defenders name and then shout, " MUSTANG, right, totally... knew... your name..." Clearing his throat, the brunette would put his hands on his hips, standing idly. "So, what're we here for? I saw you sent an invitation to Aleister too, but I don't really know what we're doing." He probably should have read the invitation before deciding to come here, but he quickly made his way here without a second thought once he had seen it was a guild member. He can't just ignore his new friends like that, it'd be rude. He would continue standing by as he awaited a response from the defender as well as the arrival of Aleister. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 16, 2017 18:38:05 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 16, 2017 18:38:05 GMT -5
[attr="class",screamlyrics"]THIS COBWEB OF SICK BLOOD  [attr="class","screamlyrics1"]OUR HONOR IS THE HOLY BLOOD | [attr="class","screambod"]The water wasn't something Aleister dealt with too well. Sure he could swim as good as the next guy but he wasn't sure how limited he was element wise if he had to fight underwater or something. After all how well could something like fire or sand really work when submersed under the water? Riding up onto the beach on the back of his all white Shisa Aleister would skid to a stop as he approached Mustang and Draum, stopping a few feet from them so the sudden stop wouldn't spray the duo with sand.
Hopping off of the mount the guild leader jogged his way over to where the rest of his guildmates stood, not wanting to make them wait any longer then they might of been. "Sorry if it took me a bit, had to get my head in the game and shit.." Aleister chuckled out a bit halfheartedly, reaching a hand up to scratch at the back of his head as he looked around the beach. He was a bit ashamed that he had kept them waiting for a reason like that but hey it was the truth, and as the guild leader he felt that he had to be more open with the rest of the guild about how he was doing.
Turning his attention back to the two men on the beach Aleister would open up his menu for a moment. Having an idea as to why they were there today unlike Draum. "So we're taking on this tidecaller thing right? Anyone got a boat?"
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Jun 18, 2017 11:43:43 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2017 19:26:43 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 16, 2017 19:26:43 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]Spotting in his peripheral, he gave a small wave to the brawler. He was a familiar face and was happy to be working with another guildmate rather then someone random. That was only the first one to arrive and while waiting on second one he would chat it up with Draum. "Well it's another bounty, so like shouldn't be too hard cause we already did a few. Though this one is in the water..." Mustang cast a curious glance from his friend back towards the ocean shore. Did it involve going under water or perhaps drawing the creature out? Even the in-game bounty info was a little vague on the method of aggroing it.
Shortly after explaining the context of their meeting, their guild leader arrived. The sound of his arrival tipping him off enough to cause the defender to turn to catch a look at him. "Hey boss." Mustang said with a nonchalant wave. He nodded along repeating back the mission once again to Draum. Taking the moment of silence for himself, stretching and preparing for them to embark. "Not me." He said casually. Surely the more experience had a boat so they didn't all have to swim in their armor.
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Jun 16, 2017 20:48:36 GMT -5
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Jun 16, 2017 20:47:44 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 16, 2017 20:47:44 GMT -5
Draum would nod once the defender was kind enough to explain to him the basics of the reason they’re here. He would turn his head once the familiar sounds of the opportunist’s tigers paws beat against the ground. Smiling once he saw Aleister, the brawler would cross his arms, waiting for him to group up with them. After he had spoken, the brawler would look back to the water, with a so-so, face. “We’re supposed to go in the water and fight something? I dunno about you two, but that ain’t my cup-a-tea. Even if we did have a boat, how are we all supposed to fight on it, it’s not like we’re gonna have a huge sailboat on us, right? Plus, the only ranged one of us here is railtail over there, s’not like we can hit it from the boat, Mustang.” He’d scratch the back of his head, confused about what to do in this predicament until an idea popped into his head. Snapping with an, “I got it!” He’d crouch down and play in the shallow water. “How ‘bout we bring the enemy to us? Maybe if we kick the water on the shore enough the bounty’ll come out and try to fight us.” Chuckling to himself he’d continue staring out at the water, crouched down as he slip his fingers in the sand. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 17, 2017 21:59:01 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 17, 2017 21:59:01 GMT -5
[attr="class",screamlyrics"]THIS COBWEB OF SICK BLOOD [attr="class","screamlyrics1"]OUR HONOR IS THE HOLY BLOOD | [attr="class","screambod"]Exhaling a bit in a bit of frustration Aleister reached a hand up to scratch at the back of his head. Though the frustration wasn't at any of his guild mates or anything like that, he was just disappointed in his own lack of planning ahead for a bounty like this. Because Aleister also lacked a boat of any kind to fight this dang thing. "Well...I don't really have a boat either." He sort of mumbled out as he watched Draum mess around with the water, not thinking that hitting the water would do anything at all to bring the boss out to him.
Moving a bit closer to the shore Aleister narrowed his eyes as he looked out at the water in front of him, maybe the boss would show up when they were actually out in the water. "So I don't know about you guys...but if we get out there to fight shit I can transform into my big ass elemental form and stand up just fine in the water so I wouldn't need a boat. Maybe when I transform you guys can get on my shoulders or something?" At the moment it was the best kind of idea he had.
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Jun 22, 2017 22:04:57 GMT -5
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Jun 18, 2017 11:44:41 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 18, 2017 11:44:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]This point of the planning was going rather poorly. But he didn't blame either of the more veteran players, rather himself. Mustang had brought them together for this bounty and overlooked this issue. How could they get what they wanted and stay relatively unhindered. His mind flashed back to the first quest he had ever done, fighting under the water with no armor. It didn't go poorly, but this was a bounty. The risks of dieing were much greater then any beginner quest could go. Mustang folded his hands and rested them behind his head. Staring off at the ocean, rolling his tongue mindlessly around in his mouth.
At the mention of transforming from their leader, his eyebrows raised as he changed focus to him. That solved one of them, recalling the first time he had seen Aleister's against the troll raid. "Well that solves you..." Mustang spoke openly before turning back to lock eyes with Draum. "I can fly, sorta. If we do this fast enough I don't need to be worried about." He spoke up at the admittance of his new ability since they last fought. "You get to piggyback Al I guess." Speaking with no other real idea for a solution.
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Jun 18, 2017 14:39:01 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 18, 2017 14:39:01 GMT -5
Coming to a stand, the brunette would set his hands on his hips as he continued to look out to the sea. Thinking for a bit as he stared out into the vast ocean, he would wonder what kind of terrors could await him in there. But he'd give a shrug and a sigh, he could handle anything that this shitty sea threw at him. So, without turning around he would speak to his friends. "Nope. I'm not riding on either of you guys' shoulders." Looking in his inventory for a bit, he would nonchalantly pull out a water ring, tossing it into the sea and then subsequently walking into the water to sit in it, slowly wading out to sea. He'd paddle backwards, trying his best to at least wait up for the other two before he let the waves take hold of him and slowly bring him to the bounty, or the bounty to him. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 19, 2017 11:32:21 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 19, 2017 11:32:21 GMT -5
Aleister was a bit bummed out that Draum turned down the offer to ride on either of their shoulders, not that he showed his disappointment or anything. There was just a little part of him that hopped to return the favor from Draum throwing a zombie at him by throwing Draum at the bounty boss.
However once Draum started to make his way out into the water without them Aleister would snap out of whatever scheme he was mourning and call out for him. "Hey Draum! Get back here damnit! I got an idea for how we can all get out there, no riding on anyones shoulders and no swimming!"
Sitting down on the sandy shore Aleister would open up his inventory and scroll down to a certain crafting material, before selecting the item and getting to work on making something. Of course what good was a plan though if you didn't fill anyone else in on what was going on.
"Alright so..I got this mount making material right? Its called the Dragon egg of Dione, I figured..I can make a giant ass dragon and the three of us can just fly out to the boss." It seemed like a perfectly fine plan to him, the other two in the party would just have to wait a tad bit longer for the mount to be made.
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Jun 23, 2017 16:12:14 GMT -5
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Jun 22, 2017 22:49:35 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 22, 2017 22:49:35 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang grunted and slowly keep his eyes glancing between his two team mates. He felt as if it was bit of his fault, he was the one that brought then together. But he thought that this would go like any other bounty, just a simple pop in and kill. They didn't have any sort of issue with actually getting to the previous bounties. He felt a bit silly and Mustang kicked himself for such a oversight.
"Yeah I guess I didn't think this part through..." The dark haired man muttered hanging his head in defeat. He had no real back up plan for such a thing and even with what flying he could, the fight was sure to be long. At least Draum had something to assist him in the water, as silly as a little water ring was. Thankfully their leader was bright enough to come up with a solution "Oh? Whatcha got?" Mustang asked curiously getting in close proximity with interest.
As he listened along to the plan of their leader, a smile grew across Mustang's face. "Awesome! Well that solves that!" He exclaimed to the open sea. All before plopping down beside Aleister until he finished up. "So you guys excited to see what the next raid will be?" Asking openly as a way to pass the time without awkward silences.
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Jun 23, 2017 8:41:27 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 23, 2017 8:41:27 GMT -5
Quietly floating in the sea with the water ring equipped, the brawler would on look the two with a tired expression. He was tired of waiting for Aleister to finish crafting his dragon thing, and was ready to just get this show on the road. He'd start to slowly inch away, further from the two, until Mustang brought up raids. The thought of raids no longer rang in his mind, after seeing his friend die it was sort of even less of a priority to him than it previously was. Twisting his mouth a bit the brawler would sigh and speak out to the defender. "Aleister died in the last raid, I'm no-" He would be cut short as he was launched from the sea, a tentacle tossing him to land. Falling face first into the ground, the brawler would slowly come to a stand, shaking his head as he tried to get a hold of what just happened. It seems the bounty had decided to come to them. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 23, 2017 9:12:14 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 23, 2017 9:12:14 GMT -5
For a moment Aleister was gonna blurt out something about how Draum was right for once or some other kinda shit talky comment agreeing with how the brawler thought he'd feel about the next raid. It wasn't exactly something that Aleister himself had been looking forward to at all, the only thing worse then a hole in your chest was two holes...probably. Even if it somehow wasn't worse then just one hole he wasn't exactly in a hurry to figure that out. The only reason that he didn't verbally agree with Draum was simply because the brawler's words were cut short as he was thrown right back to the shore by some kinda tentacle.
Though the weird thing was that from what Aleister remembered about the boss from the bounty notice, it didn't have tentacles. Well at least it didn't have any that looked like the shit that just threw Draum, it must of been some kinda fodder monster. Kinda nonchalantly he'd blurt out a simple "I think ima be more careful in the next raid.."
Shifting around on the sand for a moment the guild leader would stay seated even despite the appearance of whatever tentacled thing had thrown draum. "Mounts almost done...just give me a couple more seconds and I can help fight whatever threw Draum.." He muttered out as he continued working on crafting the dragon mount, leaving the choice on whether or not the two of them wanted to start the fight with the fodder creatures up to them.
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Jun 24, 2017 19:41:19 GMT -5
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Jun 23, 2017 18:37:06 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 23, 2017 18:37:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] im the biggest hit on this stage [attr="class","otlbody2"]There was a sense of the pause between all of his guild mates. Apparently that was a sore subject for them, and that wasn't wrong. His memory recalled a random stalagmite that impaled his boss. A near death experience that would be sure to scare anyone off anyone with some care of their own well being. That wasn't really Mustang's game. Maybe he had a death wish, that would not be admitted any time soon.
Draum seemed to be in no hurry to come back to shore. However whether it was his choice or not, he would eat a face full of sand. "Oh shit dude. You good?" He said posturing up curiously. Mustang had been more focused on the field crafting that Aleister was doing beside him. His body relaxed as he turned his focus from Draum for a second. "I got it." He muttered as he began to lift himself from the sand, wondering his way over to the brawler to see if he needed help.
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Jun 23, 2017 19:37:25 GMT -5
Post by Draum on Jun 23, 2017 19:37:25 GMT -5
Blinking a bit as he looked forward, catching his balance, he would hold out a hand, grabbing onto the closest thing to him, which happened to be Mustang. Grippig the claymore's arm a bit too tightly as he struggled to stand he would give an awkward laugh as he looked at him. "Thanks man, I'm... just about good." Shaking his head a bit, he would let go, standing on his own two feet as he on looked the bounty. Blinking a bit more he would equip his scaley gauntlets and start to rush in, until he was stopped by a spear wielding fishman. Falling back after being caught off guard, the brawler would look at the strange creature a bit before more and more started to pop out of the water. "Um..." Would be the only thing he started to utter before the fishmen started to rush forward at the pair. Get out of the way or go down like the rest.
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Jun 24, 2017 14:18:02 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Jun 24, 2017 14:18:02 GMT -5
All Aleister could do as the spear wielding fishmen started to come out of the water was smirk ever so slightly. It seemed that not only did he have a chance to show off how good he was with a spear compared to some random ass monsters, but his crafting session has just officially come to an end. Still smirking Aleister would open up his menu and start scrolling through his inventory, equipping the Midnight's PIercer spear in his hand before blurting out a simply, "Hey, hey guys, you ready for this shit?"
With that said Aleister would equip his brand new mount, the towering form of a large dark brown dragon appearing behind him in a quick burst of pixels. As the dragon let out a load roar to help signify it's arrival Aleister would climb up to his feet, twirling his spear around in hand as he looked back and forth between his two guildmates. "Everyone this is Arveos, the champion of the skies." As he said that his smirk would fade for a moment only to be replaced by a shit eating grin, he was pretty damned happy to have something like a dragon at his disposal.
Twirling his spear again Aleister would run forward and strike at the fishman that had been running towards Mustang and Draum, just sneaking a little basic attack in on it to get an elemental charge on his spear. The tip of the spear turning a shade of blue while the gemstone in the middle seemed to be replaced with what looked like a plain old bubble. The dragon on the other hand would follow right behind Aleister, snaking its head out above the three guild members before opening up its maw and spewing out a blast of flames at some of the other fishmen that were crawling out of the ocean.
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