[❤] The Uprising of Delra (accepting, pm me)

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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby asphodelian » Thu Jan 30, 2020 9:11 am

Keelan-Rose Major


Keelan smiled softly at Brenn’s story. “I’m fully twodorian, I never had any siblings, and both my parents are dead, natural causes. So I have no family and my mom and dad were from a place where family is a requirement for happiness, and so now I’m, according to Maslow, stuck on the second tier of happiness, because I have no family.” She closed her eyes and inhaled as Brenn seemed to offer a hug. “That’s… that’s nice of you, thank you,” she muttered, brushing a wisp of her hair back and leaning in to wrap her arms around him. She honestly didn’t consider herself a very touchy-feely person, but there were times when she needed hugs. These past few days definitely showed that much. Keelan pulled away, scratching at the side of her nose. “Well, I suppose… I’ll see you around headquarters, then? And on missions.” She gave him a pat on the shoulder as she walked away, slouching a little to be shorter.
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Thu Jan 30, 2020 6:29 pm

➹ Wayne Montgomery
Ex-Commander in the Royal Guard
Location: Prison cell
Tags: Demetria, Diana

Wayne became angrier and angrier with each word out of Diana's mouth. His face was beginning to resemble a roast ham left in the oven too long. He sputtered furiously for a reply, but he was too enraged to even form a coherent response. The bigot could not believe that a 'mere female' could challenge him to a fight.
When she finally came into his cell, Wayne snarled at her like a rabid animal. "After I beat you, your little friend is next!" The jerk lunged forward with a yell and aimed a kick straight at Diana's shin.



Ardai Fairchild
Shadow puppets
Location: Hallways --> Cafeteria
Tags: Quinn, small rebel squad

Ardai frowned momentarily as his friend mentioned mandatory bed rest. Even the concept was repulsive to the hyper redhead, who would explode from boredom if forced to sit still for any longer than ten minutes. The smile quickly returned to his face, however, when he realized he could just go visit Quinn... and bother him the entire time. Ardai had the look of a determined Twodorian mother. No one could stop him (well, except Quinn, since Ardai would respect his wishes).
Ardai only grinned wider as Quinn continued talking about outfits. "Yeah, I'm definitely taller than him," He boasted, puffing out his chest to look even bigger. "And I love any clothes you make, Quinn! My favorite colors are orange and pink though, but not toned-down ones. They have to be bold! And bright! ... I hope I'm not giving you trouble."
He'd been wheeling the chair along this whole time, and now they had arrived at the cafeteria doors. Ardai kicked them open dramatically before pushing Quinn through. A small squadron of older rebels was gathered around a distant table, finishing up their supper. A couple of them perked up at the boys' appearance and waved.



Sycamore Jin
Phoenix
Location: Prison
Tags: Aida

Sycamore's face lit up as Aida suggested adopting everyone first. Her friend was sounding like a Twodorian mother already. She would fit right in with their sunny, cheerful homeland, the district of warm hugs. After this uprising was over, Sycamore planned to settle down in Twodor and adopt herself a huge family. Maybe Aida could join her.
Inside the cell, Prince Alastair didn't seem at all offended by the question. In fact, he chuckled in amusement and fixed them with an understanding smile. "To answer your question, please refer to me as a gentleman. I am not surprised that Wayne Montgomery is spreading rubbish, but thank you for asking instead of simply accepting his words."
"While you are here, would you fancy helping with a decision?" A thoughtful expression appeared as he gently closed the journal, setting it aside atop the bed. "There is a certain task I plan to request of the Uprising. I assure you, no rebels or civilians will be put in danger. However... I am hesitant to ask favors at this stage of our friendship, as many rebels are still suspicious of me, and rightfully so." Green eyes shifted briefly to Sycamore before returning to Aida.



Gavotte Tenuto
Water manipulation
Location: Common room
Tags: Jen

It was comforting to have someone else who shared his views, his suspicions. Gavotte was half Thrinton, the province where family meant everything. Although he and his mother clashed frequently, the love was still there, and buried beneath all the differences lay their shared blood. He was his mother's son, and trying to erase that simple fact would be foolish. Likewise, Alastair was ridiculous to claim he was above his bloodline. None of them had saved Delra. More likely, the Prince was making an attempt to gain the rebels' trust so he could destroy them from within.
All the cold hatred melted away, however, when Jen placed her hand on his. Gavotte couldn't help smiling as warmth rushed through him, from his reddening face to his toes.
"You know," He admitted in a soft voice, "I'm glad to have someone who understands me. I just feel as if... I can be myself around you, if you know what I mean?"
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Postby Zyn » Thu Jan 30, 2020 9:15 pm

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{ disclaimer: i spoke to justice about this fight scene and have full permission to power play wayne. justice has also read this post and given me the green light to post it. so enjoy the very veeeeery tiny fight scene }


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❤ Female || Twenty-Two || Unknown
❤ Location: The Prison
❤ Tags: Demetria, Wayne
❤ Mood: Focused, Confident, Cold

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Diana didn't even twitch at the snarl that left Wayne's lips, not did she seem fazed by his threat. There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to win this fight and on the off chance that she lost Demetria was more than capable of looking after themselves. With a quick step to the side she easily evaded his kick, which brought about another snarl from Wayne. Within moments he was throwing a punch at her head, which she ducked under and to the side. Twice already he had allowed himself to be open to an attack and if she had wanted to she could have landed an attack. However she wanted to get him as riled up as possible before attacking and ending this fight. Keeping light on her toes she weaved around him like his attacks were nothing. Every time she dodged he growled and snarled louder and his attacks became increasingly predictable as he tossed reason to the wind. Not that he had ever really had any reason to begin with. The one thing about their fight was that aside from the growling and snarling he wasn't talking. With her latest dodge she could tell he was about done with this whole situation, in the sense that she was driving him completely crazy.

As he aimed for another punch she ducked under his arm. The she shot her arm straight up into the air as his failed punch passed over her head. With a strike she shoved his arm down, using his own momentum against him. His body followed his arm since he hadn't been expecting such a move. With her next movement she kicked out at the back of his knee knocking him off balance and he started to crash towards the ground with a howl of anger. Just as his neck came at the expropriate height she snaked her arm out and around his neck. Spinning in the direction of his buckling knee she spun him around one hundred eighty degrees and slammed him into the ground. Turning his arm painfully up and placing her foot on his shoulder she shoved his shoulder towards the ground, effectively pinning him to the floor. "Are you done yet?" she inquired like the answer wasn't obvious. She didn't get a response right away since Wayne was both in pain and still reeling over what had just happened. As soon as he seemed to realize what had happened he started to growl something. Diana cut him off with pull on his arm. "I asked are you done yet?" This time her voice was more forceful and Wayne finally tapped out painfully. "Never forget you got beaten by a girl Wayne" she said with a smirk before letting him go. Moving quickly she made it out of the cell and was locking it before he was even upright. Turning her attention to Demetria as soon as she was done she grinned at her friend. "So what did you think? Do you think I went to easy on him?"
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Stumpy. » Thu Jan 30, 2020 11:44 pm

Aida nodded, relieved that Alistair didn't mind the small mix up.
"Will do! Geez, that other guy is really awful, then." Aida thought all of the threats, and racism, and mean comments would be enough, but now this, too? How much meaness could fit inside a single person!? Wayne just seemed to be an infinite abyss of hurtfulness. Why though? There's lots of reasons to make a mean comment, but to just exist in a little bubble of pure awfulness? I'm not even sure. All Aida did know was that she wouldn't ever let him hurt her friends again.
When Alistair requested her help in making a decision, Aida cheerfully agreed and sat down on the ground in front of the cell, and patted a spot next to her for Sycamore. A change of subject was much needed.
"Oh, yeah! What is it?" Aida asked curiously. She held the end of her long braid in her hands, absentmindely twirling it and changing the hue as she did so. Maybe he wanted more stuff for tea? If they were going somewhere, maybe Aida could bring tea stuff back!
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Fri Jan 31, 2020 10:36 am

➹ Wayne Montgomery
Ex-Commander in the Royal Guard
Location: Prison cell
Tags: Demetria, Diana

His pride mortally wounded, the bigot dragged himself into the washroom where the girls couldn't see him. He hadn't even managed to land a single blow on Diana during that entire fight. She'd forced him into surrendering... and now he had to accept losing to a member of the female gender.
Never forget you got beaten by a girl, Wayne. The words echoed in his head. The sexist pig gritted his teeth, but he couldn't hide from the truth. He had underestimated an entire gender and lost humiliatingly because of it. With nowhere else to take out his frustrations, he threw a punch at the wall - the wall at least didn't dodge him.


Alastair Brungard
Prince of Delra
Location: His room
Tags: Aida, "Sycamore"

Lady Aida took a seat on the ground, a gesture soon followed by her taller companion. The Prince fixed them with a thoughtful look before lowering himself to sit on the floor too. Positioning himself at eye level was his way to silently show respect - despite his royal blood, he did not consider himself above his people.
As Lady Aida twirled her braid, its color began to shift. That small gesture was enough for Alastair to guess her ability. He had already examined the colorful walls of his cell and determined the pigment did not come from paint, as the texture remained that of an untouched stone dungeon. Now, it seemed logical to him that Lady Aida had changed his walls as she now changed her braid. Perhaps he would thank her later, but not at the moment, as his detailed observations could come off as unnerving. That would not help in persuading his new friends.
"As you may have overheard, I plan to take the crown from the tyrant's grasp. However. There are certain tasks an aspiring prince must pass before ascending to the throne," Alastair explained. "I intend on asking the Uprising to lend its support. In return, I will stand by the revolution and offer any aid needed, from security clearance to political propaganda."
"Lady Aida, I wish to ask your opinion. Do you believe your fellow rebels will take kindly to this - or am I overstepping my boundaries this early in our alliance?"
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Stumpy. » Fri Jan 31, 2020 11:25 am

"Uhhh.. I'm not sure. Everyone here has super mixed opinions on you, if I'm being blunt. Like, super." Aida replied. As varied as thinking Alistair was going to kill them all, and adopting the guy. I can't believe that Ardai beat me to it! I'm gonna have to prank him good for this. Aida furrowed her brows in concentration, trying to think of a good answer.
"Maybe start out small? Like, if you go and ask do to, or for something big, it might make some people not like you even more, and that might cause fights." Aida wasn't exactly sure. While she was decent at reading people, there were a lot of different things that could affect the reaction, and some people who were just really stubborn about not wanting to trust Alistair. Aida turned to Sycamore, looking deep in thought.
"Syca, what do you think?" She asked, still twirling her braid. It had changed now to a soft pink, growing brighter in color at the tip.
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「 ─ 🏹 / 032 ── jen 」| 「 ─ 🌪️ / 028 ── demetria 」

Postby hellb0und » Fri Jan 31, 2020 12:32 pm

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      name. // jennifer dire. x x gender. // female. x x power. // pyrokinesis. x x tags. // gavotte.
          "i am as deadly as fire itself."


        Jennifer bit her lip, glancing down briefly at their touching hands. She was at a loss for words once more. In truth, there was not much she'd understood as far as her emotions went throughout her life. Even right now... this feeling she'd experience more and more around him as of late. What was it? Should she fear it? She'd been sitting here far too long now, "I think I will in time." It was an honest answer. Maybe too honest but what was the point in lying to him? Nonetheless she was glad he felt that way. While she couldn't comprehend experiencing it she got the gist of what he was trying to say. Whatever that feeling she spoke on earlier was, it was beckoning to her again. This time pushing her to scoot closer to him. She let the idea ricochet throughout her head for a few more silent moments. Finally giving in and allowing herself to maneuver nearer until she was close enough to, if she wanted, rest her head on his shoulder. Given the height difference that was still noticeable despite their seated positions it would have been rather awkward. Instead she twisted her head to the side and placed another fragile kiss on the silky skin of his cheek. Jen had let it take over and now look where she had landed herself. There was no going back now. Her fingers remained rigid and immobile as they rested upon his. She refused to let herself go again and indulge in another silly antic. Even if she had not particularly taken any disliking to them. It felt good and that was not something she'd thought or endured for a very long time. That was enough to tell her this was a powerful phenomenon. Though did she let it in or refuse it? If only her father and mother were here... they would help her. But they aren't, so figure it out. Her own judgement was a rude awakening but it, or rather she, was correct. The fire wielder was on her own and had been for years. This was just another dilemma... if not a bit more challenging this time around but nothing she couldn't overcome. She was intelligent, she'd resolve it one way or another. She had to.


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      name. // demetria greene. x x gender. // female. x x power. // dragon shifter. x x tags. // diana & wayne.
          "she was not fragile like a flower; she was fragile like a bomb."


        The brawl was short-lived. She'd ended up watching it and laughed audibly. Wayne got so fired up after he missed hit after hit. She wanted to scream at him, "Not so powerful now, huh?" but decided against it for the sake of not disturbing Diana. Not that it took much thinking to beat him. He threw his blows lazily and without any of the forethought required to fight effectively. Throwing your arms and legs around would get you nowhere, you had to have some sense of direction and calculation. She had expected this much though coming from a brute such as him. His kind frequented that fighting style and instead relied on their strength to carry it. It was pathetic and stupid. Though she supposed it lined up well as in that case he and his fighting style had something in common. Diana beat him effortlessly and watching him flee was by far the best part, with that anger Diana built up coming in as a close second. "I'd say it was done beautifully, this is certain to leave a bruise on that ego of his."
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Fri Jan 31, 2020 6:07 pm

Sycamore Jin
Phoenix
Location: Prison
Tags: Aida, Prince Alastair

Sycamore nodded, backing up her friend's words. The phoenix was admittedly terrible at reading others' intentions, but some of their behaviors spoke for themselves. On one hand, there were the ones who seemed downright resentful... but on the other end of the spectrum were friends who showered Prince Alastair with kindness. Sycamore wished she was confident enough to assert herself like that. Hopefully embarking on a few missions alongside the Phoenix Squad would tear down the walls of shyness, whether brick-by-brick or all at once.
When Aida asked Sycamore for her opinion, she spoke hesitantly at first. "Aida's right. I think timing is also important... It's been a busy day for the uprising. They might not want more on their plate right now."
"Thank you both." The Prince spoke, bowing his head in respectful gratitude. "I will take your words into consideration. To clarify my intentions, Lady Aida, I will not ask for much - only for safe transport to the trial sites and back."
"Hmm..." Sycamore thought for a moment. "Oh! Maybe wait until a squad is heading in that direction, then. It would be a lot easier for them to take you along." She offered him a smile, which he returned but without the same enthusiasm. The tired creases around his eyes made him look almost miserable.
"Yes, perhaps that would be for the best. Please keep me updated." He smiled at them before rising to his feet. "I believe that is all. Thank you - you have helped me tremendously."
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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Fri Jan 31, 2020 7:53 pm

Gavotte Tenuto
Water manipulation
Location: Common room
Tags: Jen

Gavotte nodded in understanding, offering the firebender a soft smile. Despite having grown up with the rest of Phoenix Squad, Jen had always been closed-off with her emotions. Gavotte didn't expect that to change in their immediate future. Nor would he push for it, as her boundaries and her comfort were a far higher priority.
"Thank you," He told her gently, appreciating her honesty. Gavotte understood it might take a while to fully gain the trust of the fire-wielding huntress, but the thought didn't bother him at all. He was half-Eighnes, and the very blood that made him 'too passive' also made him patient. And Jen was someone worth waiting for.
He was lost in thought when warm, gentle lips connected with his cheek. "Oh-" Now he couldn't focus on anything else at all. Lost in puppy love, Gavotte blushed a bright shade of pink as a smile spread across his face.
"W-well... I suppose it's my turn, then," He stammered out, making no effort to sound smooth this time. His voice seemed to have risen half an octave. Without any more hesitation, he leaned over the chairs' arms and kissed her right back on the forehead - a sweet little act of payback. The best type of revenge, in his opinion.

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Re: [❤] The Uprising of Delra (pm me)

Postby Pistol Annie #1 NPC » Fri Jan 31, 2020 7:57 pm

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INTERLUDE

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Public Service Announcement

My son, Prince Alastair, has been reported missing.
He disappeared during the attack in Historia Forest, where several Royal Guard were slaughtered.

No doubt this is the work of terrorists.
Terrorists who call themselves "rebels".

We have known of these traitors for decades.
They hide in the shadows, attacking civilians and innocents to further their agendas.
Their true motives are still unknown.

What we do know, however, is that they murdered Empress Lucilla.
My wife and partner to the throne.
She was killed before my eyes when our children were still young.

I have no doubt they will extinguish my son's light in the same cruel way.
I ask you, Delrans. Please bring my son back to me before it's too late.

You will be rewarded handsomely.


(He gestures to his bare forehead, where a citizen's implant scar would normally be.)

- Emperor Brungard
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