Tulpamancing Roleplay: An exercise in visualization.

[Jax]

((Sorry for taking so long with this.))

 

Miah swiped the knife out of the air and placed it on her belt. Jacob waved politely to the two as the left, wishing them the best of luck at finding a decent price at the market. When the door shut behind the two, Jacob took a sip from his drink. He had not made any coffee for himself; he never had developed a taste for the stuff and the caffeine did little for him. The beverage he was enjoying was a clear sort of cider he had perhaps end from one of the local vendors. It was bubbly and tasted of kiwi and strawberry. It was quickly becoming his drink of choice.

 

"Well," he said after a moment of silence, "they seemed interesting."

 

"You have no idea." Miah replied.

 

Jacob grinned. "Come on," he said, getting out of his chair and collecting the cups, "you can give me the short version while you help me with these dishes."

 

"I like how you presume my help," Miah retorted, not moving from her chair.

 

"Well, you're not going to leave me with these." Jacob promptly continued into the kitchen. Miah held out for a few moments, her pride gluing her to her seat. Soon, however, she was in the kitchen, drying the cups as Jacob washed them, lured by a feeling of obligation. She hated when he did that.

 

As she assisted the sanitizing effort, she gave Jacob the condensed version of the events that had led to this point. Jacob stayed quiet all the while, soaking in what she said. When she had finished, he was silent a moment. Then, with a quizzical frown, he said, "Interesting."

 

"That's all?" Miah asked, "It's just 'interesting'?"

 

"Well, it's certainly a novel story, and I'll have to watch, what did you say her name was? Vixen? I'll have to watch Vixen to make sure she doesn't eat anyone on the ship, but other than that, I have no comment."

 

"What? No musings of dissections? No covert experiments?"

 

"No. She seems like she's been through enough of that. Besides, I'd rather not have her bite my head off and I'm also working on something else at the moment."

 

Rolling her eyes, Miah leaned against the wash basin. "What is it this time?"

 

With a smirk, Jacob began walking towards the rear of the house. Miah followed behind."Hmmm. Well, in application, I suppose you could call it a sort of weather machine. But really I'm just attempting to manipulate water through resonance and oscillating frequencies."

 

"I'm sorry I asked."

 

"Don't be. The idea is still in its beginning phases, and I doubt if it will pan out. Still, the concept is fascinating. Imagine! Being able to call up rouge waves at your disposal to use as weapons! Once again, this is just an idea I'm toying with in my head, and I think I might be coming at it altogether wrong. I may have to do some more research and start from scratch. The approach of manipulating wavelength and frequencies may be bunk."

 

"I sounds fascinating," replied Miah, feigning interest.

 

"I can tell you're absolutely captivated." Jacob swung open his back door to reveal a spacious, walled courtyard. The space was not gratuitously large, but instead seemed to serve the function of a back patio where the evenings could be spent in pleasant weather. A stone walkway weaved its way through the sand which was spread on the ground. Apparently, keeping anything resembling a lawn was quite a task in Tirith's humid, sea-side climate. Therefore, it seemed Jacob had taken the easy route and forgone the idea of growing anything. Behind them, Jax was lying in the doorway, watching the two intently.

 

"Nice," Miah said, " a little flashy, having your own back area, but nice."

 

"You won't be thinking that in a moment." Jacob then took slid of the light jacket he had been sporting and tossed it aside. Underneath a white cotton shirt, a trim physique was clearly defined. He rolled his shoulders and began stretching.

 

"Those new developments you have there must be effecting your abilities," he explained. "We need to see what you're still capable of. Besides, it's been awhile since you and I had a good ol' fashioned sparing session. I want to see what you've forgotten."

 

A twinge of annoyance flashed across Miah's face. He was making a big mistake underestimating her. Just because her anatomy was a little different now didn't mean Jacob stood a chance. It had been a long time since the two had gone at it and all the while Jacob had been in his nice house, with his nice things while Miah was out on her own. He must have gone soft. It was time the student bested the teacher.

 

[Miah charges Jacob. Rolls Agility(D11)

 

Result: 11

 

Jacob has Agility(D8) w/Well Versed trait. Auto loss.

 

Jacob takes advantage. Roll for Str.(D 14) and Ag.(D8)

 

Resulting Average: 6

 

Miah done fucked up.

 

End. shall not be rolled for. This is a sparring match.]

 

 

Miah sprang forward, charging her former tutor. With a wicked grin on her face, she reared back her foot, preparing a feint that would leave Jacob open. Then gravity and momentum took their toll. Miah, not accounting for her new center of gravity, lost her balance and began to fall backwards. The kick continued forward and whizzed past Jacob's face, which was locked in a contented smirk.

 

Suddenly, Miah felt a hand grab her ankle and before she could react she had been flipped off her feet. Then, as she seemed to dangle in the air, something smashed into her side, flinging her into the sand.

 

Spitting the grit from her mouth, the ranger looked up from the ground to see Jacob, leg still extended in the air. "Come now," he chided her, " I'll give you a pass on that one. You obviously fell off balance. We'll have to work on that. Now, again."

 

Miah leapt up from the sand and lunged at Jacob.

 

[Miah attacks once again. Rolls Ag.(D11)

 

Result:11 (Wow. Sucks to be Miah.)

 

Auto loss. Again.

 

Jacob takes advantage. Rolls Ag.(D8)

 

Result: 3

 

Jacob makes a fool of Miah.]

 

Rushing once again, Miah checked her balance and sprang to the left, attempting to get around Jacob. It worked, the Captain's side was wide-open. With a ferocious growl, Miah punched forward with an open palm strike.

 

She found her hand clasped in Jacob's. She had not even seen his hand's move, yet there they were, accompanied by that infuriating smirk. Wide-eyed with shock, Miah broke away and pivoted on her heel, bringing around her leg to crash into Jacob's lower back. No good. He spun around the kick with nearly inhuman speed and knocked her off balance once again. As she staggered, her tutor's palm slammed into her abdomen and tossed her sprawling on her back.

 

As she gasped for breath, her chest heaving like a bellows, Jacob kneeled down besides her and, now with a pleasant smile, said, "I think it's apparent that if I were an enemy, you would be dead by now. Don't you think?" Grudgingly, Miah nodded between breaths.

 

"I'll give it to you that those breast are significantly effecting your speed and balance, but you're still making the same mistake you always have." He offered a hand to help her up. She took it and Jacob pulled her to her feet. Looking her square in the eye, he stated, " You need to stop fighting me and just fight."

 

She glared back at him, a hurt fire in her eyes, "You've been saying that for years! What the Hell is it supposed to mean?! It doesn't make any sense!"

 

"It does, but it's nonsense until you figure it out for yourself." He smirked again. "We're not even going to try swordplay today. We'll go back to basics tomorrow."

 

Miah's eyes lit up. "Are you kidding me?! We're going back to square-fucking-one?!"

 

"I'm serious. You've got to learn to move all over again. Don't worry, you'll progress much faster than you did the first time. Besides, I can think of a few prime exercises we can do on the ship."

 

Jacob picked up his jacket, patting away the sand, and threw it on. "Now come on. We've got to get you some new clothes." He headed for the door back inside. Miah followed beside him. "We might run into your friends in the market. Besides, I can't wait to see what your new measurements are.

 

"Ass."

 

Jacob turned to look at his backside. "Check! It's not going anywhere..."

 

Miah growled, Jacob chuckled, and they both disappeared inside, Jax following faithfully behind.

 

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Soon, Jacob could be found leaning against a wall of a well know Tirithian tailor. He appeared to be waiting for someone or something.

[G+3]

"Yeah... I think I saw a drawing of a place similar to this. A glowing blue pool and a white walls..."

 

"You remembered anything else? Chloe?"

 

If you take may one vessel of description away from me with story.

 

Chloe is still with us, it's a huge open cavern, she can just fly up. Unless you think it would make it more interesting if she did get separated...

 

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Cruse jumped clear of the fall but his sister failed, and despite the best efforts of the two, fell. Joal gasped and then beat her wings into overdrive, not a moment later—when she reached Cruse—there was a call from the darkness, "Don't worry! I'm fine!" Cruse sighed in relief.

"We better hurry on, this platform might fall as well."

 

The pony grabbed Cruse around the shoulders and tugged him away from the edge, and smiled at him, ''Practice and preach, I hope you know.'' The three upped away from the edge and walked down to the platform, Joal seen a blurry Chloe on the path and waved to her. G went to the pedestal and crouched down on his hunkers. He brushed his hands along the pillar, ''It's smoother than a baby's bottom...'' and then the ground, ''And a lot smoother than this rugged rock.''

 

The man sighed, and the pony said, ''Were to go the left path, down towards Chloe, we shouldn't dilly-dally.''

G decided for the different, ''This is where the book we were looking for was... that would have been great criac if it was still here. The original dwellers of this cave loved this white rock and worshipped it as holy stone; love so much so that this entire room!-'' His voice echoed mightily, ''Was their vain, the smallest of six. The walls are only a few inches thick with the original white rock. All the caves proceeding this room are lined with carved brick and rooms of the most professional carving and envied statues. Would have loved to see it back in its heyday, pft, three thousand years ago? Not sure.''

 

The pony shuffled uncomfortably in the history lesson, ''I'm sorry to be rude, honey, but you know as much as I do that we can't stay here.'' The end of her sentence was accompanied by the very faint sound of skittering, maybe only the pony heard but she wasn't sure.

 

((Really, it's your choice Chloe, I would recommend

dragged away by spinney limbs and tongues,

but that's your choice.))

[cruse]

 

If you take may one vessel of description away from me with story.

 

 

That's the reason why Chloe said "No" when I asked if she remembered anything else.

 

Also, I'd rather you narrates 'what' attacks Chloe and the action that it takes.

 

Ch: Bring it on!!!

 

Also, how about we create our own calendar system for this story? Might be a better choice than just saying "5 day after albion town incident".

 

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|Aigis|Vixen| - on day 5

 

"So... A pirate ship."

 

Vixen spoke up after following Aigis for a while.

 

"Yes... A pirate ship."

 

Aigis said with a hint of sarcasm.

 

"What do you think we would have to deal with?"

 

"I dunno? Sea water?"

 

"That wasn't funny, that's lame."

 

"You expect me to say 'deadly sharks and pirates'? Oh wait, we ARE the pirate."

 

"Perhaps we should by some lemons, scurvy can be a real mess."

 

"I don't think we'd be voyaging that long. Oh hey, that's some good knives."

 

Aigis noticed another shop selling blades and other edged weapons. He asked the merchant for a simple knife. He was presented with a wide arrays of knife, both simple knives and those that he would never call it a "knife".

 

He picked out the simplest one. A simple sharp blade with a simple hilt, simple sheathe and reasonably sized handle guard. He tossed it between his hands, checking it's balance, just as the merchant said to him;

 

"You must be a very practical man!"

 

"Of course I am."

 

Every engineer worth his tools from the city of Ergos are practical thinker. Most of their invention rarely have a useless function and the only form of decoration would be the patterns, which will still be useful in someways.

 

"That knife is actually one of the more decent knife I have in store since last few months. Nobody ever touched it though."

 

"Is all your customer a rich bastard?"

 

"Mostly, why?"

 

"Go figure. How much for this knife?"

 

Securing the deal, Aigis sheathed the knife in his jacket. Before he left, though, the merchant made a comment on Vixen's clothing.

 

"About your friend... Is she wearing animals skin under her cloak?"

 

"It's a deer skin."

 

"I... see..."

 

"This is where you are supposed to point me to a good tailor."

 

"Ah! right that way my friend."

 

The engineer walked back towards Vixen and told her the reason of the need for her new cloths. She agreed a followed Aigis towards the direction that the blade seller pointed.

 

They reached the tailor after a few minutes of walking. What they did not expected was the fact that Jacob is leaning against the wall of this tailor. Aigis immediately called to him.

 

"What's up?"

[Jax]

((Short one this time. Looking forward to some entertaining scenes here.

 

"This should be fun."))

 

"What's up?"

 

Jacob's head tilted upward, disturbed from some thought he was entertaining. After a moment of seeming startled, he replied, "Well that really depends on your coordinate plane, doesn't it?" Then a shout resounded from inside the shop.

 

"What?! Check it again, damnit!"

 

Jacob winced. He the jabbed his thumb over his shoulder and towards the door. "Vixen," he said, "I believe this is your doing. I'm not going in there, as I'd like to keep my head on my shoulders. You, however, seem in need of some clothes. You may as well get fitted with Miah. My treat. Aigis can wait out here with me." He smiled reassuringly.

 

Again, from inside came, "Watch where you're putting your hands, buster!"

 

"Good luck, Vixen." Jacob winked.

[G+3]

Hm... I was kind of thinking dragged-into-the-darkness, where you don't see exactly what takes her; scary!

 

I'll describe them if you want though, obviously if it makes things easier I'm well obliged.

[cruse]

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|Vixen|Aigis| - on day 5

 

"Good luck Vixen."

 

"It's Mary now."

 

Vixen reminded Jacob to call her by her new alias just as she entered the tailor. Aigis scratches his head as he visualize the awkwardness that would have been occurring as the tailor measures Miah's size. He also just realized that Vixen never told him what exactly caused Miah to attain a ballistic boobs. She'll tell him soon enough, and now is a good time to start fanning up the fire.

 

"Jacob, do you like Miah's newest weapon in her arsenal?"

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Also, your profile pic is epic Jax.

 

Ch: it's pretty sexy! X3

[DarthNikolai]

Hey, guys. I'd like to join the game if that's alright with you.

[G+3]

But I'm the battle medic...

 

And, Chloe, describe the monsters now or later? I could even just describe one and save he rest?

[cruse]

Ch: Just do it! I'm so eager to kick some ass right now!!!

 

Also, DarthNikolai, you can sign up as a battle medic with Jacob the pirate. His ship is going to need another medic.

[G+3]

Gah! It will have to wait until tonight, Chloe. Sorry; I'm leaving for friends in about... ugh... two-three minutes, depending on how fast I put on my shoes.