#v(x3); starter

[countlessrealities]

Plotted starter for @ofmoraliity ~ Alastor & Vox [ ft: Velvette & Rosie ]

Alastor idly ran a clawed finger along the thin cane of his microphone, eyes fixed on Carmilla and wide grin firmly in place, making it impossible to tell what might be going on in his mind. It had been a long time since he had attended one of those meetings. Ten years? More? In any case, it had been longer than he cared to remember.

The truth was that, even before his, ah, "sabbatical", he used to attend them only sporadically. While he understood the strategic value of such events, he had always found most of them quite pointless. It was all about settling disputes over territories and all the sort of politics no one cared about. Fact that was proven mere hours after said meeting had ended, when one of the Overlords crossed the lines they had voted to establish, as if the discussion had never happened.

In spite of all that, he was ready to admit that things seemed to have changed since the last time he had been in town. With Carmilla Carmine holding the reins, the discussion was handled by someone who not only had some proper common sense, but who also never beat around the bush and wasted everyone's time.

Also, unlike the previous times, he had an actual stake to defend, since he was sponsoring Charlie's hotel and said little endeavour was intimately connect with the whole Extermination talk. So, perhaps, that meeting would have turned out to be productive, to an extent. A little disappointing, since no one seemed to care about his prolonged absence, but not a total waste of his time.

Or, at least, he had believed so until the door had been shoved open, cutting Carmilla's off mid-sentence, and Velvette and Vox had stepped in the conference room. "Fashionably late", someone would have called them, but in Alastor's eyes, it was merely rude cheekiness.

The Radio Demon's expression remained unchanged, even if that took an extra effort when Velvette hopped in the spot at the other head of the table, leaving her associate the only still available seat. Namely, the one next to Alastor himself.

Oh deer.

He could have almost sworn that Velvette's eyes had locked on him for the briefest moment, before she had directed her attention back to her phone. Paranoia wasn't something he often indulged into, since he found it extremely inconvenient and annoying, but he couldn't help wondering if her choice of seat had a second aim.

"Before you ask, it's just me and Voxxy," the fashionista spoke up, before anyone could address the newcomers. "Val has better shit to do than listening to an old windbag like you. I was planning on coming on my own to represent, but someone insisted on tagging along."

Only then her gaze left the screen once more, this time landing on Vox, her painted lips curling in a subtle grin that was half way between knowing and mocking.

"Isn't that right, my darling?~"

[countlessrealities]

This wasn't the sort of bars Rick typically hung out at when he was looking to get wasted and laid. His usual choice was some nightclub in space, popular because the booze was cheap and the patrons horny. Not to mention that, with no human in sight, he could pretend to forget whatever had pushed him to crave a wild good time.

That night, however, was different. While he had felt the need to step out of the house and put some distance between himself and the family, he wasn't in the right mood to let loose, nor to dive into a crowd that spoke more than a dozen different languages. So there he was, still in the dimension he was currently inhabiting, still in the States.

Rick lifted his drink, taking a long, slow sip. There were a few places he went to when he decided not to go off-planet, and that particular one happened to be on of his top picks. Not because he enjoyed the atmosphere or because the drinks were especially good. More simply, he found the irony of calling a gay club "Purgatory" hilarious.

Ice blue eyes wandered around in the crowd, until he caught another pair, their almost scarlet colour making them stand out just as much as their owner did. So, he wasn't the only one not to respect what seemed to be the unofficial dress code of the bar. The scientist relished in the fact that the other seemed to be even more out of place than he did, looking as lost as he did.

And, when the stranger sipped his still aflame drink as if it was the easiest thing in the world, Rick instantly understood why. The guy clearly wasn't from that solar system.

With an amused snort, he downed what was left of his drink and then made his way towards the other man, taking a seat on the stool next to his.

"Y-You're supposed to blow out the flame b-before drinking it," Rick informed, voice holding the smallest mocking hint. "W-We don't drink fuckin' fire, pal."

He leant closer, putting out the small fire with a brief but strong exhale and plucking the half melted straw out of the glass. Then, he rose a hand to flag the bartender for a refill.

"F-First time here?" Rick asked, leaving the question ambiguous. He was curious to see if the other would have tried to pretend to be just some human guy, even after the huge faux pas he had made.

closed starter || @countlessrealities

Stolas glanced down at the drink menu, unsure what to get and unable to muster up the interest to care. In the end he pointed at something at random and they brought him a drink that was... on fire?

After the divorce he'd taken to go topside more often, venture out among mortals and keep an eye on how the movement of the stars - the prophecies, specifically - unfolded.

Tonight, however, wasn't about that. Tonight he found himself in a bar called Purgatory, a fact that he'd found rather charming.

Looking around, he could tell his disguise failed to blend in. Nobody in here stood out so awkwardly - with one exception: the man in a lab coat with wild, grey hair.

Well! At least we are two sore thumbs!

He shot him a grin and raised his burning drink in a quick toast, then realized the straw had melted. Canting his head, he considered the predicament, then shrugged and simply sipped his drink. The fire didn't bother him, being hellborn and all.

[scottathann]

The YouTubers don't want you know that MM&B is actually one of the best classic series games and is the better of the 2 snes games between it and 7. It's not really that hard of a hard game either. People who act like it's one of the most unforgiving games in the franchise are just bad at Mega Man games.

Each character has their pros and cons (although Bass is definitely easy mode overall), and you can buy upgrades over time to decrease the difficulty. Even a game over doesn't mean all is lost since you can spend the bolts you got in the level you died in to get upgrades. Playing as Mega Man makes bosses easier to defeat because his shots do more damage and the slide is a great and quick way to dodge attacks, but levels are more difficult because he can't double jump or skip entire sections with giant leaps. Bass can, which is why levels are piss easy when you play as him, but bosses are initially tough because his buster does shit damage until you get an upgrade for it. Bass also has Treble boost which lets him fly over entire screens. And people say this game is brutal?

The level design is actually pretty good I think, more fun than half the games in the classic series and far more stimulating than most X series levels. Bosses actually force you to use your brain, even when you have their weaknesses (excluding a few). For the longest time I thought Astro Man was unreasonable for a starter boss but now that I don't totally suck at Mega Man games it was actually possible for me to beat him buster-only within a few tries, and it was satisfying to learn how.

There's no e-tanks, but you do have:

-An ability to increase how much you gain from health and ammo pickups

-An ability to receive less damage

-An ability to increase damage output when you're low on health (very good against bosses)

-Rush search which digs up ammo and health

Which is quite frankly way more forgiving than Mega Man 1, while still not giving you the ability to bypass challenge with a stock of health refills. I think this is great.

The biggest problem with the game is that the King Mechs are very tedious, and sometimes enemy placement is cheap (which is not unique to this game at all lol).

The soundtrack is one of my favorite game osts, the graphics are in mm8's arstyle which is great cause I love how 8 looks, the special weapons are all pretty useful and fun to mess around with, and the robot master designs are totally sick.

I don't give a fuck about the gba version btw as there's literally no reason to play that version. If you use that port as a complaint against this game then you're stupid.

Anyway nobody gives a shit probably but I feel like this game has always been kinda overhated, and its difficulty is way overblown. I would choose this game over 1-3, 5-8, 10, all of the gameboy titles including V, X3, and X5-8. I haven't beaten 11 yet and I don't think it's fair to compare the ZX or Legends games here.

[ectoamerican]

@rxtroskull​ liked for a starter.

It was a long way from here to home in Amity Park. And that’s why he agreed to go with his parents on their work related trip. Right now, they thought he was back at the hotel. He’d hung a do not disturb sign on his rooms doorknob and made a fuss to his parents about how tired he was. So hopefully, they wouldn’t barge in to check on him if they got back before him.

At the moment, he was Phantom and he was exploring the unfamiliar city. It was relaxing to be in a place that wasn’t overrun with ghosts, it meant there was nothing to worry about. At least nothing for him to worry about. Still, maybe he should check in on his parents. Just to see how close they were to being finished. 

Phantom produced his phone from a hard to see pocket on his suit and pulled up the GPS. Thankfully he remembered to put the address to the location in before they left. It was some kind of high school from what he could tell. Maybe he could try to take care of the ghost issue while he was there too. 

It didn’t take long for him to get to the school grounds the way he flew. And he could see his family’s ridiculous vehicle parked in the mostly empty parking lot. The other car likely belonging to the client. The school principal, if he recalled correctly? That meant they were still here at least. So Danny put his phone away and decided to take a look around for that ghost.

[vixlenxe]

@bluehaired-tales​ said:

"........ 😳" Pari.exe has stopped working.

She’s just going to give the bluey a head pat.

Typical Violet, making people blush everywhere she goes.

[rollingmapcarrier]

** @classifiedxrey​ liked for a starter!

    “Bweeeii! Brr -wooi- boiipee!”

[Rey! are you going somewhere?]

Small as he may be, he was certianly an adventurous droid.. not to mention, riddled with a lot of curiousity. Even by his design, he would always try his best to tag along whenever he could. Dangers? Well.. BB had proven he can handle that type of thing before.

Now.. it may be a bit annoying to say the least.

    “Woo-wiiiow brrrr-bwiioop!”

[If you are, can I come?]

[starsngarters]

@mythigal1966 (Pamela) liked for a short starter - no longer accepting

“How do I look? Am I suitable for tonight´s intentions? I got tired of asking you where are we going after the third evasive from your part.” 

[quamxmulti]

@caelumsplendida  ❤  for a short starter with Aqua

💙 ─ It was a surprise but at the same time quite a unique thing that Ven and Sora seemed to share to fall asleep in the strangest places and liked to take naps as well. Aqua chuckled as she leaned down and ruffled the brown haired, younger keyblade wielders hair. 

“You shouldn’t sleep on the ground Sora.” she told the young boy with a warm smile. She understood wanting to take a nap now that the land of departure was restored again. Aqua could still not believe that she was finally free from the realm of darkness and that her home had been restored like that. And yet it was true,

[blurredsun-blog]

@manypcths

          It was almost strange to walk these streets again but with a new mindset, and yet it wasn’t unwelcome in the slightest. So much time had been spent away from Seoul and just his home in general, and despite his hesitation to look around once again it was refreshing. Though he knew it was for more than just the cool breeze brushing passed exposed skin. For the biggest reason was that he had Eun by his side with his hand gently holding hers.

          Every time he remembered that she was beside him by touch or by sound he always hoped that he wasn’t dreaming. He had waited so long to see her again and to see the brightness in her eyes that he didn’t get to really appreciate before. In its own way it was magical, and it made him give her hand a light squeeze. A bright smile settles itself onto his face as he glances at her.

          “I figured since I haven’t really seen the city in awhile and we haven’t seen it together either we should spend the day like tourists.” He lets out an airy chuckle. “Silly phone photos, small little gifts from the corner shops, and a place we’ve never tried before for a meal while we talk about everything and nothing. I hope that doesn’t sound too cheesy to you.”

[xmenageriie]

✪ — @fear-fuel-dragon

“I can see you eyeing that buffet, Drake-sama. If your appetite is as voracious as your captain’s, then that measly little serving won’t do. I know a perfect place for us to eat, but you’ll have to be willing to step away from your crew for a little while. Where I’m thinking is on the small and.  .  . intimate side, and it wouldn’t do to pack everyone in.”

[vncommitted-fortvne]

@lunarcracy liked for a starter!

Vrai could normally toss themselves into a conversation like surfers with their waves - with enthusiasm, with reckless abandon, with confidence born from experience.

When it came to certain factors, however, it was difficult to get their thoughts figured out. Cute things, in particular, threw them for a loop.

  “Oh my fuck,” they gestured at the cane in the area, all being at the beck and call of one impressive looking man.

  “Sir, you have so many dogs. How. How does it feel to have the power of so many dogs at your heels - literally, at your feet, in this case.”

[crystallinecaelum]

@thesoulofthebluerose

♛  —–   A little battered from the group’s escapade through the dungeon, Noctis approached the royal tomb that lay at the end. That treant really did a number on the group and their clothes were quite dirty as a result of their fight with the creature. He wondered what sort of weapon would be found within the tomb, left behind by his forebears to claim as his own power. Taking out the key from his  pocket, given to him by Cor, the prince put the key into the locked door and turned it, the doors slowly opening on their own.

In the center of the dome-shaped room was a single pedestal with it’s usual coffin-like top, where lay a statue of a man in armor holding whatever royal weapon he would next possess - only there was no statue, no weapon this time. In their place lay only a young girl with long brown hair. 

Noctis turned towards his friends in confusion. What was a girl doing here sleeping of all places? Had she done something with the royal arm? Had someone else stolen it? How had she gotten in here in the first place? The door was locked and only he had the key. Their expressions were just as confused as his own.

With a sigh, he turned back to the sleeping girl, walking over to her and gently placing a hand on her shoulder to shake her awake. But as his hand touched her, a flash of blue-white light appeared, the crystalline royal weapons circling him as they did when he acquired a new additional to his arsenal. The prince recoiled in shock, looking down at his hand and then at the girl in confusion as she began to wake. “What the hell just happened? Who are you?!”

[rollingmapcarrier]

@solejedi​ liked for a starter

** ~ Rolling up to Rey, his head would be turned up to look right up at her.         Now, if a BB-unit had the ability to give the ‘ Evil eye ‘, this may have        been one of the moment where it would be used ... 

       “  Bwrooo-wiii-waaah Bwoop !  Wriii-bwooo-biiip ! “

[I hope you did not forget that you dropped a tree on me!]

[starsngarters]

@blindedxthelight liked for a short starter - no longer accepting

“How long until you accept that the only way to stop coughing and feeling this ill is to get a shot? Should I start my calculations?”

[vncommitted-fortvne]

alright, folks, like this post for a short starter with Vrai! i promise they’re fun! capping at 3