The Roamer's Raffle | multifandom rp | o&a

[Kveykva]

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【✦】| 1000+ | Male | DBS | Nesting Grounds Inn | Tags: Reza, Felix, Locus
❝𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎❞

The splice hastened her steps to keep up with Hit's longer strides, and aside from the lightheadedness the assassin had begun to feel from blood loss, his injury didn't slow him down. He'd survived far worse, albeit in more mundane conditions. As they walked, the silence of the journey was filled by the voice of the splice, who introduced herself as Reza Alomar, a head biomancer at an institution where she hailed from. She didn't elaborate further, instead choosing to inquire a name from the assassin in a language she could understand, auditory or otherwise. "Hit." He kept his answers intentionally short, saying no more for his own introduction. The time of day here in this dimension was just past midday, and the village ahead buzzed with activity, though the mishmashes of time and tech were almost comical.

Scarcely five minutes had passed, but at once Hit truly began to feel the consequence of his injury, leaving a purple trail on the cobbled path as he scanned the buildings for the inn. Nesting Grounds was quaintly nestled on the side of town nearest to the pub, conveniently located for travellers looking to rest and relax. The assassin passed two armored men to his left arguing over something to do with a key, but he paid them little mind, instead pushing open the door, a delicate bell ringing to signal his entrance. A nine tailed damsel greeted him cheerily from behind the counter. "One room for the day." Hit approached the counter with his demands, setting a stack of currency on the polished wood. Raised voices and a dull thud from outside signalled the heated debate had gotten physical. So much for that non violence rule. The assassin made notes of their energies as he accepted his room key and change, pausing for Reza to join him.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"Locus" | "Male" | "mid~30's" | "Red vs Blue" | "Nesting ground inn" | "Felix - reza & hit(indirectly?)"

Locus shakes his head easily, tsking faintly. "You wont do that. Because you need me, because you're afraid of me. Which is why you controlled be for the longest time. Because i don't need you. I never did. Your weak without me." He retorted without hesitation, sounding rather disappointed by his own words even. "Which is unfortunate." He concluded.

[mandalorian]

Felix | Male | Mid 30's | Red vs. Blue | The Village | Locus
Felix pauses in his shouting at Locus's words, glaring at him through the helmet visor. "Jesus Christ, and they call me a narcissist." He snarks, despite knowing that he's been caught. Locus was never meant to find out about the manipulation. It was all planned out beforehand, to drag him along until Felix thought he wouldn't need Locus anymore and was able to outsmart and discard him like he'd done with so many other people, multiple times. But the truth of the matter was there, despite how many times he'd deny it.

"I've made it without you before, and I can do it again. And again. And again. Because you know what, Locus?" He struggles to sit up, but can hardly get his armored back off the dirt floor beneath it due to Locus having him pinned. He struggles anyway, trying to prove a point in the useless action as he speaks through gritted teeth. "You're wrong. I dont need you. So get off me, now, before I make you."

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"Locus" | "Male" | "mid~30's" | "Red vs Blue" | "Nesting ground inn" | "Felix - reza & hit(indirectly?)"

Locus shakes his head even more. He'd seen the pause, felt him tense, know he knows but still felix throws a tantrum. Locus isn't going to yeld. He hasn't yelded before, he isn't going to now. "No. As you just stated, your obviously capable. So, get free yourself. I'll wait." He retorted with the smallest of huffs.

[mandalorian]

Felix | Male | Mid 30's | Red vs. Blue | The Village | Locus
Felix scowls at Locus. He's been in this position multiple times before, with Locus himself, that he knows most of his escapes already. But that definitely didn't mean he wouldn't try. He wiggles his hips a bit, but Locus has his lower body effectively pinned. Trying to get his back off the ground doesn't work since his arms are pinned back and he's just pulled back every time he pulls himself forward. With a grunt, Felix eventually stops wiggling and stills himself in Locus's grasp, not even saying anything because he refused to admit defeat despite falling still, which could be seen as defeat in general.

[Fortune's Fool]

Ryoji :: 16 :: Male :: Persona 3 :: The Roamer's Raffle :: ~~Ann
Mmm, maybe this wasn't all that great of an idea after all. Delaying the inevitable seemed like a worse idea every second now that he was just sitting there at that table alone swirling the remains of his decidedly nonalcoholic drink. Avoiding things that were incredibly important just because he didn't want to face them just yet was pretty pathetic -- and so incredibly human, wasn't it? There was irony in there somewhere he was sure but not so inclined to search it out. Maybe he should have pushed the 'eternal, inhuman force of death' card a bit more when he'd first arrived...
Something tugged at his mind that pulled him out of his thoughts, an odd -- almost familiar -- feeling that kept getting stronger. His eyes landed on the girl as she seemed to be making her way toward him, head tilted slightly as he tried to figure out what was nagging at him. And it hit him just as she started speaking. She was a persona user -- an awakened user, not just one with the potential. Interesting, and he was incredibly lucky that she wasn't one he knew personally. No pun intended. "Oh, of course!" He was all smiles when he responded despite his previous thoughts and revelation at that one little bit of her nature. "Please, feel free to take a seat, I don't mind at all~ I understand the feeling, it's always nice to not be alone." He motioned to the empty seats as he spoke before the hand moved to his own chest to introduce himself to her, "my name is Ryoji Mochizuki, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, miss..?"

Mith :: Adult :: Female :: Hollow Knight oc :: The Village :: ~~Claudia
It figured that the moment she took her focus off of moving out of the way of creatures taller than her to really take in the sights was the exact moment she needed to be paying attention. Her wings flared out briefly in surprise at the sudden contact, only settling back around her after she had moved back a few steps. "Oh! No, no, it was my fault, I should have been paying more attention to where I was going..." She shook her head slightly at the other being's apology. She was, admittedly, unsure of what exactly they were. There seemed to be a lot of them around though, so clearly they were fairly common.
"Um... no I'm not," Again she shook her head, at the question this time. "I only found myself here a little while ago, so I'm afraid that I don't really know much about this place. Sorry about that." Her antenna drooped slightly as she spoke. She felt bad about not being able to help, but it would be better to be clear about that before she was asked any other questions -- she really wouldn't have any answers.

Kodii :: 24 :: Male :: oc :: The Roamer's Raffle :: ~~Open
Enough strange things had happened in Kodii's life that when he found himself walking into a pub instead of his own home, his first thought was, more or less, 'this may as well happen today'. That had been a good two hours ago at the least. If time had any meaning in a pocket dimension -- which he figured was probably a very large 'no'. He was still nursing his first drink for a good number of reasons, but he'd ordered food a while ago at least. He hadn't actually eaten that day so if nothing else this was a convenient chance to get something to eat that was an actual meal. He'd picked up on a few things in those few hours. He knew the name of the pub and the man behind the bar -- he appeared reptilian in nature, not vishkanya like his parents who at least could pass for human with enough effort, but something much easier to theoretically pick out of the crowd -- and the general idea of the place he'd found himself. No information he'd gleaned so far seemed particularly alarming, so he was content to stay for the moment. Maybe he'd venture out into this supposed village a little later on but not yet.

[Ghostarriver]

𝓢𝓮𝓪𝓱𝓪𝔀𝓴
She-Ra⚓AdVeNtUrEr⚓20s⚓The Docks⚓Tags: Asra
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"Warp?" Seahawk wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but the more the other spoke, the more Seahawk became certain they were from another world, particularly if they didn’t know about Seaworthy.

"Seaworthy, you know the town by the sea? Pretty much the most well-known stopping point for any seafarer, and the closest place to Salineas?" There really wasn’t anything more the pirate could use to describe the place, and if this Asra person didn’t recognise the place from all the defining characteristics already listed, Seahawk would probably have no luck in asking about a way back.

Of course, he couldn’t be so judgemental, after all, he didn’t understand some of the terms Asra was using, and Seahawk knew Etheria well enough to know that he’d never heard of a place called Vesuvia.
"Well at least I’m not the only one out of place," Seahawk shrugged, shaking Asra’s hand. "Seahawk," The sailor smiled, gesturing towards himself, "Where exactly is ‘Vesuvia’? I’ve never heard of it… and what did you mean by warping? That’s not a method of travel I’m familiar with." Of course, Seahawk wasn’t necessary familiar with many methods of movement that did not involve a boat or setting one of fire, having been a staunch man of the seas for pretty much his entire life.

ℭ𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔞
The Dragon Prince⚜Mage⚜16⚜The Village⚜Tags: Mith
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For a moment, Claudia stared at the wings of the creature, amazed at how something she knew to be so small, maintained such a large size. This had to be the result of some form of magic, right? Were they some sort of familiar?

Hearing the moth give their apologies, Claudia had to keep herself from squealing, partly out of excitement, and partly out of a sudden desire to hug the creature, the kind of thing she'd felt after seeing baby Azymondias for the first time, though she was stopped by a rather disagreeable elf.
"Your wings are beautiful," The young mage smiled, , watching the antenna curiously as they dropped, demonstrating that the creature was a lot more expressive than Claudia had originally thought.

"I’m Claudia," The girl introduced herself, clasping her hands behind her back, hoping to find out more about the moth, since it didn’t come from this world. Which meant it came from another, which meant that there existed an entire world which could have totally different beings to her own world, which could, in theory, be visited.
Which was pretty exciting.
"If you don’t mind me asking, what are you exactly? Does your species have a name?"

[mandalorian]

Asra | Nonbinary [he/him] | 27 | The Arcana | The Docks | Seahawk
The mentions of the town called Seaworthy was enough to make Asra much more suspicious of the scenario they were placed in. Of course, there were many locations Asra hadn't traveled to yet, so it could just be that Asra hadn't put it on his list yet and therefor never heard of it. But by a seaside, Asra would've most definitely heard of it. He tried to hit the most convenient places first, and if it was by the sea, it should've been one of his stops or anyone in Vesuvia would've heard of it as well.

The confusion from him is enough to draw out his familiar, Faust, who pokes her head out of his satchel and slithers onto Asra's arm as Seahawk introduces himself. She settles herself on his shoulder and tilts her head as Seahawk questions what warping is. Friend? The snake questions, making Asra chuckle a bit.

”You're quick to judge.” He teases, before drawing his attention back to Seahawk and continuing as if he didn't just communicate with his snake and it was an average thing. ”Vesuvia is a city built into a cliff-side, near the sea. It's well known back where I'm from, but there's always the possibility of just having missed it on the map.” He states with a bit of a chuckle, tilting his head to the side.

"Warping; I just use it to travel location to location. I'm quite fond of using water based. That's how I ended up by the docks.” He moves the arm of the shoulder Faust is settled on, with enough grace to bring someone to know that he's quite used to having her up there, and turns his body halfway to point at the sea.

”I can bring my body into different physical dimensions just using the water.” He explains, glancing back at the man. ”It's easy once you get the hang of it. I prefer to stick to the water based travelling, but others don't because it can feel like drowning at times. I was warping out of Vesuvia when I showed up here, though I was sure this wasn't my ideal location to end up.”

[Fortune's Fool]

Mith :: Adult :: Female :: Hollow Knight oc :: The Village :: ~~Claudia
This human seemed really excited about something. Was it her? Mith had never met a human before she ended up here, so maybe in the same vein this human had never seen a moth? It was her best guess at least. How interesting, worlds without bugs! She couldn't really imagine it, but then again before getting here she couldn't imagine a bustling settlement either. It really was a fascinating place and she was glad she'd found her way here. She just wished Scythe were with her.
Her wings fluttered briefly again as the human introduced herself. "Oh! My name is Mith, it's wonderful to meet you." Her antennae waved slowly as she gave her own name, Mith almost bouncing happily. Though the next question out of Claudia... confused her for a moment until she thought about it enough. Of course, if she didn't know much about bugs she wouldn't know what she was. "I'm a bug, a moth specifically," she offered helpfully.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

"Locus" | "Male" | "mid~30's" | "Red vs Blue" | "Nesting ground inn" | "Felix"

Locus waits for quite a while as felix squirms and such until he finally goes still. He raises a brow, waits a bit longer just to be sure felix isn't playing dead like a possum (again) before slowly releasing him. It'd give him time to either lunge away or repin him if felix tried going for him again. When he does get to his feet, he is quick to kick the pistol away at least, put it at a distance so felix would have to actively go for it and thus locus would be able to grab him again if needed.