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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1244/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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Well, howdy ya'll. This here is my next attempt at making an interesting story in hopes of getting some mixture of SFers and maintaining activity with them  This story is not a day to day thing, nor is it a parody. It's its own thing. It's got the sketch of a story, but I like to give people freedom so it's rather open, but only if the Dungeon Master allows! *cracks a whip* Er.. yeah.The story is set in an old west era. It's an alternate universe, so no real connections to the normal dimensions here Here's a big stipulation: Next Generation AF characters or new characters. If you don't know what Next Generation AF means, then I guess you don't have any I have allowed some people to use certain familar characters, but those were small cases, and it's only familar by name or just a rarely used character or something. NO DIMENSION HOPPERS OR TIME TRAVELERS OR MAGICALLY/TECHNOLOGICAL-y/PSYCHOLOGICAL-y SUPERIOR BEINGS. You can have some magic or tech, but just be sensible I just wanted to make this story feel fresh Do not badger me about what's gonna happen in the story, I'm gonna be as tightlipped about this as I can Now that I've got it out there... On with the show! ---------------------------------------- It was another scorcher in Kakariko Gulch. Anyone who had any sense knew to stay under some shade. Those who had business to take care of without the comfort of a tall building's shadow suffered the wrath of the intense sun. It was rather obvious that Hikari didn't care about the heat as she fastened another strap on a carriage while wearing a long sleeved, blue jacket. It was another successful milk delivery from the Outset Ranch. It was the only place for milk, so anyone with bones that are not yet rotten in this God forsaken town was more than grateful for the enriched calcium delivery. Hikari pulled her ten gallon hat off her beautiful, crimson hair and wiped the sweat off her forehead with her right forearm. Hikari: Hey. I'm gonna head to the saloon and get me a drink. If you're gonna stay out here, try not to get into any trouble, ya hear? The driver of the carriage simply gave a hand gesture. Hikari turned around and started walking, with her sunflower colored skirt flowing behind her. Her leather boots gave off a soft clunk on the wooden sidewalk as she stepped up to the saloon doors. As she pushed through the doors, her nose was greeted to a mixture of alcohol, 'fragrant' manly sweat, and tabacco. The saloon was now filled with the sound of jingling spurs from Hikari's boots as everyone became quiet. There were all sorts of fashions inside. Ponchos, jeans, sombreros, fedoras, trenchcoats, khakis. Most of those fashions had scruffy, carved up visages wearing them. The red haired girl stepped up to the counter and rested her left elbow. Hikari: Chateau Romani, on the rocks. Yeah, I know I just delivered this stuff. Her eyes wandered around the room. Everyone slowly went back to their conversations, gambling or oogling at the blonde saloon girl on the stage. (edited by Kirbynite on 08-04-05 05:16 PM) |
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JDavis Trick or Treating Local Mod Affected by 'Halloween Syndrome' ++ Level: 44  Posts: 764/815 EXP: 568676 For next: 42609 Since: 03-15-04 From: Ada, Oklahoma, USA Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| A short distance down the bar, another figure was enjoying some refreshment, though the contents of the glass were certainly not milk. A dark hooded cloak hid most of the person's body, with only their eyes and their legs from the knees down visible. Most of their visible legs were covered by tall leather boots. One could guess, from the way the figure sat with its legs crossed, and maybe from its eyes, that it was a woman. However, the eyes made it clear that it was no ordinary woman. No, this woman had seen her fair share of fighting over the years, and was most likely a force to be reckoned with. After emptying her glass, she pulled a photograph out from underneath her cloak with a gloved hand, and held it so that the bartender could see it, though nobody else could. ???: Have you seen this woman around? Bartender: *looks at the photo* Heh, I'd remember a lady like that. She a friend o' yours or somethin'? However, the woman didn't respond. She had already stood up and headed out the door, tossing a blue rupee to the bartender over her shoulder on the way. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82  Posts: 2841/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| A man dressed in black from head to toe stared into a shot of vodka at the bar... His only light adornment was the white collar he wore about his neck, and the brown longcoat that concealed his attire. Upon his haggard, unshaven head was a wide-brimmed hat, which he was adamant about keeping on there. It, much like the rest of him, was ragged and beaten up... Man: "And so ya see, they burned my church down the other day..." His companion was no better suited: One arm, one leg. The missing limbs were replaced by iron monstrosities that fired off bursts of steam at unpredictable intervals. His light hair was cropped upward on his head, and dark glasses concealed even darker eyes from the bright desert sun. A brown scarf lay around his neck to protect his face against the dusty sandstorms of the west, and he was most definitely NOT wearing a red PVC coat. Rather, he was besuited, with holes and loose threads all about his garments, in clear need of a tailor, and clearly unable to afford one. Companion: "So let me get this straight: You, a servant of God, want me to exact vengeance upon the people who burned down your church?" Man: "Yes, exactly!" Companion: "Isn't that kind of hypocritical?" Man: "I have no clue." |
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JDavis Trick or Treating Local Mod Affected by 'Halloween Syndrome' ++ Level: 44 Posts: 765/815 EXP: 568676 For next: 42609 Since: 03-15-04 From: Ada, Oklahoma, USA Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Meanwhile, back at the carriage, Glenn was having himself a bit of a dilemma. On one hand, he didn't think it would be a good idea to leave the carriage unattended. On the other hand, he no more wanted to be out here by himself then he wanted to let Miss Hikari wander about without anyone to protect her. The heat wasn't exactly pleasant, either. He muttered something under his breath, quietly enough that he was sure nobody else would hear him... Not that anyone else was foolish enough to linger outside in this heat anyway. Glenn: *sigh* Kakariko Gulch... You shall never find a more retched hive of scum and villainy. However, Glenn's verbal thoughts were interrupted as a cloaked figure rode past him on a scruffy-looking beige horse with red eyes and what appeared to be a yellow jewel embedded in its forehead. Once they had disappeared from site, Glenn sighed once again and stepped off the carriage. Glenn: Screw it, I'm going to follow her. Hopefully nobody will care enough to steal an empty carriage. |
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Teddylot It was a dark and stormy night ... Level: 44 Posts: 763/851 EXP: 606742 For next: 4543 Since: 03-15-04 From: Not today. Since last post: 1 day Last activity: 8 hours |
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| Teddy chose to ride to Kakariko Gulch with style today. The bear held the reigns to his horse loosely in his paw since the steed he was riding didn't need any direction to follow the familiar path from Apple Courts to the main town. The steed walked slowly, dragging its hoofs, and stood at six hands, carrying a droopy disposition in both figure and stature, but the beast of burden's rider, posting for the trot, certainly contained enough energy for the both of them. Teddy was marked by an unwipeable smile on his face and sported an oversized, multicolor knit poncho along with an oversized, multicolor straw sombrero with over a dozen little poms hanging from the hat's brim. The duo eventually made it to their destination, the social focal point of the town, the saloon. Teddy tied the reigns to the parking post and loosened the cinch of the saddle, making it easier for the old horse to breathe. He also found a few sturdy sticks lying around and used them to keep the horse propped up. Teddy: Good boy, Rusty! Nice run. Good thing we got up at six a.m. this morning to get here, huh boy? Now, you rest up while I get my business taken care of ... With any luck, we'll be able to make the two-mile trek home before it gets dark. But first thing's first ... root beer. Teddy strutted his stuff into the saloon, walking right underneath the swing doors. Unnoticed, he navigated himself between the various poker tables, chairs, and extended legs with ease to make it to his favorite bar stool. After a vigorous climb, the teddy bear made himself comforable and placed down his order. Teddy: Alright, Bartender, one ice cold root beer front and center ... whenever you can get to it ... oh, and make sure there's plenty of foam. I like it when the stuff tingles my nose. |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1245/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Hikari quirked a brow as she saw Glenn step inside. There was a slight mischievious grin running across her face. Hikari: Getting worried without having my protection? She let out a small sigh as her eyes wandered over her drink. She took a sip of her mug of Chateau Romani. Several eyes locked onto the unusual furry creature that had the nerve to step into the saloon. It didn't get as quiet as before, but some attention was attracted by Teddy. "Dang freaks running around like nofin's going on.." "Hey! Shrub! Get me more booze, or that mouth of yers ain't gonna be the only gapin' hole in ya." A strange sound came out of a tiny wooden creature as it scurried between the tables. It nearly ran into some meaty looking thugs on its way back to the counter. "Leave that poor Deku Shrub alone, or I won't dance anymore." "Ah, we're sorry, Miss Huang. Just keep lookin' purty and keep dancin'." This level of politeness was quite rare in this town. However, since it was the popular saloon girl, Mitra, it was a different case. Hikari: Glen.. Just.. Please don't tell the girls I've been drinking. |
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JDavis Trick or Treating Local Mod Affected by 'Halloween Syndrome' ++ Level: 44 Posts: 766/815 EXP: 568676 For next: 42609 Since: 03-15-04 From: Ada, Oklahoma, USA Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Glenn: Heh. Your protection now, is it? Glenn walked over and took the stool next to Hikari. As he sat, he had to brush his semi-long brown bangs out of his eyes. Glenn: You know me, Miss Hikari. I won't tell. Glenn probably would have ordered a drink himself, but he knew he had better not waste his money on such things. He sighed once again, looking down at the surface of the bar. Now that was inside the saloon, where all the ruffians were, he wished he had stayed outside with the carriage. Thankfully, he thought, his appearance made it fairly clear he didn't have much to steal. His green shirt was torn in a couple places, and his yellowed work pants were likewise dirty and worn. His brown boots were in fairly decent shape, but only because they were a little newer than the rest of his outfit. |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1246/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| The music had reached a stopping point. It was time for the dancer and pianst to take a break. Hikari took another sip, and then realized that she didn't hear anymore music. She immediately tried to swallow what was left of her drink. Mitra: Hikari! Glenn! A woman, taller than Hikari, but still shorter than Glenn, lunged at the Hikari. Mitra hugged Hikari from behind, nearly forcing her drink back out her throat. Hikari: *strained* Fancy meetin' you, Mitra. In a blurr of flashy clothes, and a few feathers from the dress, Mitra glomped Glenn. She squeezed Glenn harder than she did with Hikari Hikari: *cough cough* You darn near made me lose mah drink, Mitra. Mitra: I'm just happy to see you guys  |
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JDavis Trick or Treating Local Mod Affected by 'Halloween Syndrome' ++ Level: 44 Posts: 767/815 EXP: 568676 For next: 42609 Since: 03-15-04 From: Ada, Oklahoma, USA Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Glenn pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and quickly wiped away the bit of blood that had leaked from his nose. Glenn: So, um... How are things?  |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2842/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Companion: "Well, if you're supposed to be an advocate of peace and harmony and such, why the revenge?" Man: "I suppose I don't really need revenge... But the children! Think of the children!" Companion: "So they don't go to church for a while. I really don't think any of the kids will be complaining. Honestly, I'd rather offer up my services to someone who actually needs them..." He motioned down the bar to the milk deliverers. "...Like those guys. Milk. It's a commodity nowadays, you know. A luxury to have some decent whole. Most of the time we're knee-deep in this 1% and skim shit. I'd love to get in on that kind of business. Trouble is, if anyone figures out where a decent farm is you've got hundreds of scoundrels rushing the place trying to strike it big in the milk protection business." Man: "Children need milk, too..." Companion: "More than they need church. And I need a job, so if you really don't have anything to do, you can either mope about your burned down church, or go and get some milk, like I intend to." Man: "But I'm a priest..." Companion: "So bless the stuff! Goodness knows it can't hurt to have people drinking wholy milk." |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1247/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| It took a moment for Mitra to pry her own self away from Glenn. She let out a giggle with a faint, cherry color on her cheeks. Mitra: Oh ho ho.. It's just another graaand day. Infact, today's the first day in a while withoutta fight! Hikari took another sip of her drink. Her golden eyes shimmered as she felt an abundant amount of mana surging through her body. She was no mage, so she was unable to take advantage of Chateau Romani's other side effects. Another sip. She really didn't care, either. Hikari: I reckon its too early to be sayin' that. |
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Teddylot It was a dark and stormy night ... Level: 44 Posts: 765/851 EXP: 606742 For next: 4543 Since: 03-15-04 From: Not today. Since last post: 1 day Last activity: 8 hours |
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| After a bit of time used to make the root beer just right, the bartender casually slid the foamy mug the length of the bar to Teddy's outstretched paw. A mixture of foam and root beer sloshed out of the mug and dripped down its side. The teddy bear flipped up his sombrero, causing the dangling poms to dance around, and began to guzzle down his favorite drink. After a few long gulps, Teddy set down his mug, his nose covered in foam, then let out a loud gasp of delicious relief. |
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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84  Posts: 3385/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| A woman walked into the bar, almost falling over from exhaustion, she walked towards the bar and signaled to the bar keeper. Woman: "Get me your cheapest, most refreshing drink." The woman took a seat in a chair at a table nearby. She was ditched in the middle of the plains by that hostage that'd somehow untied herself. She would've got a good profit out of her too, she was young enough and pretty enough for most guys to shell out some cash for her. Young Girl: "Alright, here's your drink ma'am, hope you..." The voice seemed to fade away. The woman looked up and almost fell out of her chair by what she saw. Woman: "YOU!" The young girl was horrified and gave out a really meek sound of distress. She stumbled back a little and her eyes opened wide. Woman: (I can't pull out my gun in here, all these drunken idiots would shoot me.) The woman took her drink and relaxed, staring at the young girl. Young Girl: (How did Luna find me so quickly... how did she even survive!?) |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1249/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| The irritated grunts coming from the thugs at the tables indicated that it was time for Mitra to get back onto the stage. Mitra: Oh dearie me.. It seems like Ah have to go back on stage. It was nice talking to ya'll. Ah'll see ya'll later later *winks* Mitra placed a decently sized nugget of gold onto the counter, and started walking back to stage. Hikari let out a thanks, using the gold to pay for her drink. Mitra stepped by the bulky pianist and gave him a tap on his hardened back. Pianist: End of break, goro? Hikari: She seems to be trying her darnest to have one day without anythin' happenin'. *shifts eyes around* This combination of people at the bar isn't sittin' well with some of those guys, I'm sure. |
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JDavis Trick or Treating Local Mod Affected by 'Halloween Syndrome' ++ Level: 44 Posts: 769/815 EXP: 568676 For next: 42609 Since: 03-15-04 From: Ada, Oklahoma, USA Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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Dracoon Zelda The temp ban/forum ban bypasser! Level: 84 Posts: 3386/3727 EXP: 5514391 For next: 147561 Since: 03-25-04 From: At home Since last post: 5 hours Last activity: 5 hours |
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| Luna finished her drink and looked around a little. She was wondering if anyone had any money she could somehow get, but it just looked like a bunch of poor drunkards. Luna: (If only Maya didn't get away I wouldn't have to be worrying about this... Well, she has to leave eventually, I'll get her then...) Maya passed out a few more drinks and was stopped at the last table by a person who seemed to enjoy the shadows of the bar, although they didn't have much of a difference than the light. ???: "Is that woman bothering you?" Maya hadn't expected this at all and just shook her head, not sure what this guy was thinking. ???: "If she gives you any problems... tell me." Maya quickly walked away, really not liking this day. A lot of strange people had decided to come in and while she was making some nice tips, she still felt like a fight could erupt at any second. |
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Teddylot It was a dark and stormy night ... Level: 44 Posts: 768/851 EXP: 606742 For next: 4543 Since: 03-15-04 From: Not today. Since last post: 1 day Last activity: 8 hours |
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| Teddy picked up his mug to poor the last drop of root beer onto his stuck out tongue. He certainly enjoyed that last drop, but it didn't show on his face. Teddy: ... empty. The teddy bear picked up and scrutinized the frozen mug closely to make sure it truly was so ... yep, sure was, but there was still some delicious foam clinging to the inside. Teddy leaned heavily back on his chair, trying to get the foam to slowly slide down while also attempting to push his face far enough inside to lap it all up. It was amazing how he managed to maintain his balance on his stool; even more so how his sombrero managed to stay on his head. The bartender strolled towards Teddy's station with a damp rag over his shoulder which he used to wipe the used mugs clean. He was using the rag to get some of the soap suds off of his latest project. Bartender: You know, son, you could always ... The bartender bent down lower towards Teddy as if he was about to share a dangerous secret. Half of the rest of the saloon noticed this and decided to scoot their chairs closer to the bar in order to listen in on the presumed important statement. Bartender: ... buy another round. The entire saloon let out a giant sigh as they shoved their chairs back to their original positions. Teddy gave a muffled reply through his mug. Teddy: No thanks ... I'm trying to cut back. |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1251/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Hikari stretched her arms. A tiny tear appeared in the corner of her eyes as she silently yawned. Hikari: I reckon we should head on back. We've been overdue for dust storm, an' I don't wanna be caught in the middle. She glanced over at Mitra who was giggling away. Hikari: Purest soul in the land. She seems to be defyin' some kinda law by breathin' in this disgustin' air. She fixed her ten gallon onto her head and pushed herself away from the bar. |
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Grey the Stampede Don't mess with powers you don't understand. And yes. That means donuts. Level: 82 Posts: 2848/3770 EXP: 5192909 For next: 16318 Since: 06-17-04 From: Kingston, RI, USA, Earth Since last post: 2 hours Last activity: 1 hour |
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| Hikari was, of course, stopped by the scarved gunslinger... He tapped her on the shoulder as the priest looked on in awe at his audacity. Companion: "S'cuse me, miss... Couldn't help but overhear ya..." He lowered his voice to a whisper at this point, one that the rest of the bar was most certainly unable to hear... ".... Talkin' 'bout protectin' some milk... Was figurin' y'all could use another hand to keep the precious bounty safe, 'specially since there's gonna be a mighty storm a'comin'.... Me n'my compadre o'er yonder..." He motions to the priest, whose eyes widen ever so slightly more... ".... We've been a-fixin' to find ourselves some work, now... Whatsay? Better make yerselves a decision, quick now, a'fore someone overhears us..." |
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Kirbynite Vire Holy Cucco! Level: 55 Posts: 1256/1366 EXP: 1233975 For next: 80214 Since: 03-15-04 From: On some floating island, Earth Since last post: 14 hours Last activity: 4 hours |
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| Hikari shifted her weight around and leaned a bit to the side to look at the priest. Her eyes then moved back to the gunslinger before her. Hikari: Sorry there, fella. We're kinda scroungin' for rupees. There was a tiny squabble going on in the background, followed by a wooden chair scraped across the the wooden floor. Hikari: Glenn and lil' ol' me can do just fine on our own. C'mon, Glenn. |
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