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EVENT: The Berserker Tournament
Who: Open
When: Friday, June 3rd to Friday, June 10th
Where: Pakerion
Before/After: --
Warnings: Violence.
[ This is a catch-all post for tourney shenanigans throughout the week. Use the subject line to indicate when a particular scene is taking place.
If you'd like to log your character in a match, please indicate the match, tier, and day in the subject line.
Interview thread!
Friday & Saturday brackets.
Sunday & Monday brackets.
Tuesday & Wednesday brackets.
Additional brackets forthcoming. ]
When: Friday, June 3rd to Friday, June 10th
Where: Pakerion
Before/After: --
Warnings: Violence.
[ This is a catch-all post for tourney shenanigans throughout the week. Use the subject line to indicate when a particular scene is taking place.
If you'd like to log your character in a match, please indicate the match, tier, and day in the subject line.
Interview thread!
Friday & Saturday brackets.
Sunday & Monday brackets.
Tuesday & Wednesday brackets.
Additional brackets forthcoming. ]
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She shrugged.
"I never played the game. Didn't like games like this," she said. "It's like I woke up in another world."
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He glanced back at the arena, where the pummeling was still in full swing.
"Zenderael is more dangerous than earth, isn't it? What did you do before?"
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She muttered in annoyance, then lifted her beer stein. She tried to drink from it -- and discovered it was nearly empty.
She glared down at her mug.
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No, he decided not to ask that.
"I haven't seen one. What does it do?"
Nearly all earth professions seemed to sound closer to alchemy than anything else. But he doubted she was an alchemist.
"Did you materialize in the wild?"
She had complained about monsters several times. Sounded like trauma, to him.
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Zenderael lost that race.
"Yeah," Chisaki said. "Ragefang Vale." It was a rather infamous, dangerous area with a number of very strong, very hungry large cats. She looked distant. "I barely made it out of there. Probably shouldn't have, strictly speaking."
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A bit of impulsive sympathy, then, even though he usually didn't care about earthers. Probably because she was right here in front of him, looking gloomy about it.
"The merge is pretty merciless."
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"No shit," she said. She looked at her empty beer stein and tried to will alcohol back into it.
She looked back at Nova. "That's absolute bullshit, about your creator," she said. "I didn't realize they could fuck it up like that. I mostly saw it as -- no offense -- another way to get my ass killed."
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Of course, soon there would be so many earthers it wouldn't even matter. Maybe there would be a war...
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"What about you? You wanna kill people from Earth?" she asked. It was almost accusatory.
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"I'm a little resentful, sure, but you don't need to worry about me. Even if you did spill beer all over me."
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This was, to put it nicely, complete bullshit. It was not unlike any other seating, on Earth or Zenderael.
"Good to know, though, I guess," she added. She looked at him, almost smiling, and caught herself. This was still a sprite -- still someone who was part of the world ripping hers apart.
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"Right, that is the beer-spilling seat. All the other seats are regular."
His hair was drying, but in sticky clumps.
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She tossed one at Nova. It stuck in his hair, in one of those wonderful sticky clumps. She grinned at him.
"See?" she asked. "My beer made your hair into an awesome pub game."
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He plucked the bread out (ahh it was like tangled up that is the worst) and hurled it out into the stands.
"What's the matter with you!"
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The worst part was she saw nothing wrong with this.
At least this time, though, Nova could see her aiming a second pepper-encrusted bread piece! She tossed it right at his hair.
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Too bad for you, Chisaki, Nova came into some money and nice components recently, allowing him to brew up a few more exciting potions he didn't usually have on hand.
He pulled a cork and flicked a vial at her, splashing out the contents toward her face.
Shrinking potion!
(thanks for the inspiration, Yonca)
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Chisaki got a mouthful of potion halfway through her vocalized protest. Thankfully, the potion's effects were uniform across her entire body. She suddenly diminished notably in size, shrinking down until she stood about foot high.
Her clothes thankfully shrank with her.
The result was an angry, glowering Tinysaki that stared up at Nova with a murderous yet adorable look in her eyes.
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"I was hoping to use that on a monster, but no regrets."
A pause, before he moved a hand behind his head to check for more bread in his hair.
Stupid earth girl.
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She charged down the length of the bench, which was now much longer relative to her size, and threw her foot out like a karate kick. It looked ridiculous -- she was tiny and flying at him and shrieking in an absurd high pitched sort of way -- but it had its own dangers.
Such as the fact that she kept the same mass, which meant about one hundred and ten pounds of furious girl was flying at him like a cannonball.
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Please enjoy your flight through the air, Chisaki.
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Chisaki's high pitched shout of protest vanished as she landed in the stands below, with a small puff of dust shooting up to mark her distant landing.
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"Completely your fault!"
...Were there still bread crumbs in his hair? Ew. There were. Never forgiving you, beer-flinging earth girl.