Jun 28, 2017 21:28:19 GMT -5
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Jun 28, 2017 0:38:35 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 28, 2017 0:38:35 GMT -5
killing the knight feeling the vibe, give me the knife Mustang thumbed the edge of the scroll wheel as he looked through the various people near in proximity to him. More specifically his eye was trained on the younger brand of players. As much as that could be taken wrong there was a purpose behind it. The mythical squad of two players were some how able to clear all of the first floor. Granting the ability to continue to the next one, however some players weren't built up enough with the levels or the gear to even push the first.
There for it was seen as the defender's duty to push the progress along. Similar to how he had helped his friend Djinn with a bounty, he wished to be a mentor to another players. The feeling of people looking up to you for support was something that warmed his heart. More importantly distracting him from the fact that this game was ready to kill just about anyone that dared to actually escape. Many lives had been claimed and there would be likely many more if the players didn't help each other to success.
Mustang paused for a moment as his mind looked back on the guild and the bonds he had made. Looking overall at the message that the Midnight Keepers were based off of. The members of the guild strive to become stronger, keep as many people in the damned game alive, it was more than just lip service to the man. It was words that he was beginning to live by, and would hope that he could teach to others. It was gospel that he would spread in the dungeon he would attempt today.
easy mode for any peeps that want to go to floor 2• open to two others• 277
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Jul 7, 2017 5:33:21 GMT -5
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Jun 28, 2017 15:27:18 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jun 28, 2017 15:27:18 GMT -5
[attr="class","borderimg"] [attr="class","genesis"] [attr="class","weight"]bound down freefall, Curiosity killed the cat, but the bat made sure to have a good fifty plans to get out of it first. When not butchering idioms for her own purpose, Stiletto was normally a very eloquent woman. And yet, today she was more curious then she should be. People were milling about, the entrance to the dungeon tall and almost like the elephant in the room. But she was curious you see, wanting to try out the dungeon before heading in with her guildmates. She wanted to try it easily, with a breeze, before going for it seriously. Plus, it wouldn't hurt to expand the circle of people she knew just by a little bit, wouldn't it? Socializing was always boon in games, particularly more now that they could do nothing else. It would keep her bed warm at night, at the very least. Landing gently - for she had been flying, preferring that then to be trying to clear the crowds - the green haired player took a gander. Her eyes lit up, for someone was obviously loitering near the entrance. The click of her heels, even if lost in the din of people moving about and the crowds, was satisfying to her. She pulled abreast of the male, and with a small little smirk on her face, tapped his shoulder from behind. Her eye took in his name, and his guild tag, even as she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with something unidentifiable. ''Hello there, intending to go into the dungeon?'' she asked, her tone sweet and gentle, curiosity clear in her diction. |
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Jun 30, 2017 13:14:00 GMT -5
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Jun 28, 2017 22:20:00 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 28, 2017 22:20:00 GMT -5
killing the knight feeling the vibe, give me the knife Expanding friend circles was the name of the game, well not the game they were stuck in. However the whole idea of joining a talkative and friendly group of fellow players was something that Mustang wished for everyone. And of course those that grew together usually stayed together. He lost his own friend once, a rather sour thought that now was in his past. He continued to try and find someone befitting of a run through the dungeon. There were quite a few options to pick from, however he was filtering through levels and other factors.
What he didn't anticipate was the vampire girl picking him of all people. His attention was far too focusing on the interface, Mustang should have known better as he heard the click of heels in his direction. She could see him jolt in surprise just for the tap on his shoulder. Breaking him from his concentration, his eyes peered at the girl. "Oh...um yeah? I was just looking for one other person." He said giving a visible look up and down at the girl.
His eyes catching with hers, she seemed fresh off the boat. Well not enough as he caught the guild she was attached to. His curiosity catching onto him, he looked around at the mass of players. Mustang was searching to see if any of Regalia followed them, there was no love lost between himself and their leader. But it would become a much more pleasant experience if he ran into Anya as well. Seeing no particular names he looked down towards the girl once more "You alone? I'm just looking for a number two."
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Jul 7, 2017 5:33:36 GMT -5
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Jun 29, 2017 19:58:09 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jun 29, 2017 19:58:09 GMT -5
[attr="class","borderimg"] [attr="class","genesis"] [attr="class","weight"]bound down freefall, He did a little startled jump, and she just wanted to giggle then and there. But Stiletto did not do so, instead just feeling accomplished on the inside. Part of her was quite content she had played a little trick on the male, because she was one that liked to have fun like that from time to time. Plus it meant that, as she startled him, he would naturally focus more on her because people were ashamed when they were startled because they were inattentive, and thus compensated. A little trick to keep his eyes on her, even though she wasn't a glory hog or something. She just liked the attention from time to time, and today was one of those days. Particularly with this delicious looking boy. When his gaze raked over her, she felt a pleasant twist in her stomach. His question was rather simple, as the woman nodded. ''Yes, just me and my lonesome. My guildmates are off doing some bounty or quest or something else, and I was left to my own relatively new devices.'' she said. In fact, perhaps it had been only pure chance that let her even join the guild, never mind experience. She had her own brand of strength and values, and beauty was one of the ruling principles of her world. And it was usually used to great effect, because her eye for beauty was rather sharp and developed. ''So if you're looking for just a number two, I'm totally up for it. Dungeons look like a fun experience.'' she said. She wanted to lick her lips, but held herself back. To do so, she was biting her lower lip, her gaze still focused on him. It had not wavered from the male once since she started interacting. Some might call it unnerving, she figured that beauty should be appreciated in all forms, even if one didn't think that said form was beautiful. And this male was quite so, even as she tilted her head a little bit. ''Are you new to this whole thing? I doubt it, but I figured I would ask, just in case.'' she said to him, resisting the urge to touch. Not a lot of people liked unsolicited touches, even though Stiletto just wanted to run her fingers through his pitch black hair, or along his beautiful skin. She could lose herself within beauty, and it was a struggle not to, particularly with other people. Yet, her voice held the hint of something, perhaps even a playful flirting tone. Well, this would be an experience, that was for sure, and she was eagerly awaiting to see how he would react to her, and how they would continue. One could say she craved to know it. |
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Jul 2, 2017 1:37:48 GMT -5
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Jun 30, 2017 13:48:11 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 30, 2017 13:48:11 GMT -5
killing the knight feeling the vibe, give me the knife Accomplished as she may have felt, the nerves of being started soon settled for Mustang. Crossing his arms at the young lady before him as he kept his focus on her. Unaware that was what she was seeking for a little while. As she gave a little nod to explain herself, the raven haired man took another surrounding glance to the rest of the crowd. With all respect to that of the Regalia, he couldn't stand their leader at times. That damned ice queen.
However pleasing to his sight, her statement was true. The man quirked the side of his lip and took his gaze towards her. "Sorry if it seems like they ditched you." Mustang spoke up as the concerned turned to a familiar smile known by many who came across him. It screamed innocence and purity in his emotion. There was no scam or catch to any action by him now or in the near future. He just assisted people where he could. A admirable white knight if not for his abyssal armor.
The smile grew into a smirk from the solid built man, shaking his head momentarily at the notion of being new. A half-hardhearted chuckle, the gaze returned to the breathtaking lady. "No I've been around the block. Just looking for people to help with their first time. Oh right!" He said before tugging away his gauntlet and extending a hand to her. "Name's Mustang by the way." His free skin now exposed to her. Inadvertently tempting the girl further to give into to her instincts.
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Jul 7, 2017 5:47:40 GMT -5
Post by STILETTO on Jul 7, 2017 5:47:40 GMT -5
[attr="class","borderimg"] [attr="class","genesis"] [attr="class","weight"]bound down freefall, Ah, sometimes she wished that all boys and girls could be made like this. Not only was he perfect eye candy, he even had the type of personality that was just oh so tempting to corrupt. Purity and innocence, yet it wasn't to the point of being unbearably naive. No, it was tempered with experience and a focus that was surely going to make someone very lucky some day. If he focused as much on loving as he did now... well let's just say whomever gets him will get quite a prize. She smiled back at him, laughing softly even as he responded to her. Oh, she was quite aware that he probably knew her guild, and she didn't really have to answer his sympathetic comment.. He probably knew that her guild leader was a rather hard personality to swallow for most. ''Hello Mustang, I am Stiletto, pleased to meet you.'' she purred at him. She slipped her hand in his. Her grip was firm, but not crushing. She was not weak, she was just one of those people that were more free-willed then most. But before she withdrew her hand, she ran her nail very softly on his wrist, right over the vein and his pulse. Some people were sensitive to touches like those, and well she couldn't help herself, he gave her such an opportunity for it! Yet, she was not one to push herself onto others - that was not fun at all. She liked the game of hunter and prey, the struggle for control - it was beauty in it's most animalistic form. ''Shall we go? Else wise we might stick around here and talk all day rather then do this dungeon. Not that it isn't a bad option, it's just not the one we want right now, yes?'' she said. Walking past him, hips swaying, she headed to the entrance of the dungeon. Her fingers touched the door of the place, feeling the cold seeping from the dungeon itself. Normally, she'd shiver, but the cold was actually good, as her skin was starting to warm from something other then the sun. It would definitely be interesting in there, even as she looked over her shoulder with a smile. She was ready to go inside and get it started. And he would be her guide, wouldn't he? |
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