RP Ruined

Discussion in 'Role Playing' started by Relten, Jun 5, 2016.

  1. Relten

    Relten The Waste of Time

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    After many a night at sea, The W.S.S Queen Marissa, a Walakian built luxury ocean liner, has finally began to ease into the Nimeshee port. The port itself is rather small, and its quite astonishing that the crew is even able to navigate into it. Despite being at the distance you are at, you can see that there are a lot of ground workers who are preparing to moor the ship the moment it comes in. As the ship draws ever so closer, the captain's voice blares over the ship's loudspeakers.

    "Hello everyone, and welcome to the beautiful city of Nimeshee. the time is 10:45 AM, the temperature about 31 degrees centigrade, and the blue sky is hanging wonderfully over the jewel that is Nimeshee. We hope you had enjoyed your passage on board the W.S.S Queen Marissa, porters will be stepping out to assist you and your luggage safely off of the ship."

    Shortly after the captain finishes talking, the ship is moored, and the first, and second class passengers are swiftly escorted off the ship. Third class, and 'Steerage' have to escort themselves off the ship though. Their luggage is tossed into a large pile of trunks and you can spot several people going to grab their luggage.

    After finally getting off the ship with your luggage, You now find yourself in the city of Nimeshee, an interesting town that blends native Aipleod culture with the new and streamlined technology of the modern era. Strange and new smells are emanating from the nearby Bazaar district, while motorcars are noisily speeding down Nimeshee's many ancient streets. You can see all sorts of strange an exotic faces are seen walking down the streets. Chlaqtis, Aipleod, Kaissin, Human, you name it, they're probably somewhere in this town. There are a lot of police officers patrolling the streets as well. You spot plenty of shifty looking characters as you continue to exit the docks, some of which are shooting you odd glances.

    All of this excitement in a new setting almost made you forget your true purpose for being here; you were sent a letter which explains to you that you are invited to take part in an archaeological dig. The letter also explains that you are to show up to the Nimeshee Museum of National History, as well as mentions a hefty sum of money that you are entitled to after the whole ordeal is done with. It is signed by a Professor J. M. Ardlowe.
     
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  2. Roland Weiss

    Roland Weiss Tiy's Beard

    Well, that was disappointing. As Fieke Schmidt got her affairs sorted and made her way off the ship, she was in a mildly dejected mood. Don't get her wrong; she was extremely excited to ride on a steam powered ship! However, none of the crew would let her take a close look at the engine; she had to be satisfied listening to the rumble of the turbines. Well, no matter; they had arrived, and she had a new job to look forward to. She quickly disembarked, setting out for this museum.
     
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  3. Captain Kane

    Captain Kane The Waste of Time

    Aukur never understood people riding first and second class. Trusting someone else to handle your possessions like that? If Aukur knew what the word meant, he would consider it to be ludicrous. Besides, it’s important to keep a low profile anyways. He rises from the bed of his little third class cabin, all of his belongings already within arms reach of him. And so, strapping on his gladius, shouldering his pack, and sheathing his glaive, Aukur swiftly ascends to the top of the ship, shoving past a number of first and second class passengers. A few of them shout cries of protest, and one man even grabs onto Aukur’s arm to demand an explanation. However, turning around is all he needed to do to make the meddler think twice about crossing the freorm.


    On his way, he smiles viciously at a little boy riding first class staring in awe at his armaments. The boy starts to cry and runs off. Oh well. Upon reaching the top deck, Aukur makes his way down the boarding ramp and into the city of Nimeshee. Now this was a place he never thought he’d visit again, in all of his travels. Yet here he is, here to see this Ardlowe fellow about some archaeological dig. Not much point in standing around is there? Aukur begins to make his way to the museum. He passes by a short red haired human, but doesn't bother to look back at her.
     
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  4. HunterC1998

    HunterC1998 Cosmos Killer

    HUNTER
    After finishing a thorough check of his pack and gun, he looks off towards the bazaar, then towards the letter. Personal matters can wait. "Later..." He pockets the letter and sets off in search of a building fitting of a museum or sign mentioning directions. As he begins walking he glances over the crowd to notice both a tall, menacing freorm and a young red haired woman, both moving the same direction as him
     
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  5. Jareix Cryvix

    Jareix Cryvix The Waste of Time

    After he fineshes hurling off of the edge of the boat, Gla' Kriik finally looks through the haze of nausea and admires the scene before him. Never had he seen so many people in one place, not even at the port city.
    "Hauts-Fautz! This is very cool!"
    He totally forgets his purpose of being here and instead slowly makes his way off of the boat to gasp in awe at his surroundings... After spending many days on it, the desert of water no longer blew his mind. This city however, was on a whole other scale.
     
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  6. critsarecool

    critsarecool The Waste of Time

    Alfhild makes her way down the ramp, careful not to bump anyone. That Freorm was very rude. She thinks to herself as she looks for the man who has her bags. He was supposed to be waiting by her vehicle. She scans the crowd, looking for any sign of him.
     
  7. Arra

    Arra The Waste of Time

    Hydris covers two of his three eyes with his hand, he has rarely seen this much light before. All that he is ever seen is the ambient light of the crystal lamps of Al'traiem.

    " Ugh. Why must it be so bright. "

    Hydris looks down at the letter he received from this Ardlowe

    " Hopefully they might know something that could help me. The money is very nice also. Best to move along now. "

    Hydris grips his small bag which is filled with medical supplies and clothes, and a very sparse bit of money. He looks around, trying to find where he must go.
     
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  8. zeskorion

    zeskorion Oxygen Tank

    -ingold
    The detective opens the letter and reads it over one more time
    why the fuck would anyone call me to take part in a fucking archeological dig? At least i am on paid leave... The softknuckled bastards at the police HQ probably wanted me gone. But the letter's legit.... Why me, though? And why by boat?
    he thinks, as he walks shakily down the gangplank. he has never been good with sea travel.
    once he manages to make his way off the gently bobbing dock, he sighs in relief
     
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  9. Relten

    Relten The Waste of Time

    {PER}
    You don't see him in the crowd of people at all.
    {FOR}
    The porter who was your bags accidently runs into you, knocking you down.
    "S-Sorry ma'am!" he exclaims, as he assists you back to your feet.
    "I should probably pay a bit more attention to where I am going."
    You start to walk in the direction of the museum. You always hated how far it was from the port, and walking there takes forever. Still, walking is a helluva lot safer than hopping into one of metallic death machines that everyone insists on using.
    The sun feels nice on your...scales? The temperature reminds you of your home in Coildrem...just with a significant lack of ash in the air.
    The writer of the letter must have assumed you had a map of Nimeshee or something. You know you need to be at a museum, but you don't exactly know how far away it is from you, let alone what street it is supposed located on.
     
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  10. Roland Weiss

    Roland Weiss Tiy's Beard

    Well, perhaps she just needed to ask for directions. Fieke began to ask around; certainly something like a museum would be a well known location.
     
  11. Bonabopn

    Bonabopn Fluffiest Squirrel

    Stuffing her unnecessary cloak into her bag, Katie moves into the shade of a nearby building. The strange smells from the bazaar and the loud noises from the motorcars on the streets fought for her attention, but neither could compete with the sweltering heat. Kaissins were not made for this type of climate, it seems.
    "It is much too hot here!" she thinks to herself.
    "Is it always like this? How do these people manage?"
    Katie swings her bag over her shoulder and wipes the sweat from her brow. She starts to consider hitting herself in the face with some frost magic, but the last time she tried that didn't turn out so well. She was supposed to be heading to a museum.
    "What musuem was it?" she thinks as she pulls the letter from her bag to refresh her memory.
    "The Musuem of National History." Katie whispers to herself. Lowering the letter, Katie looks for any building with the word 'Museum' or 'National' written on it.
     
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  12. Arra

    Arra The Waste of Time

    Hydris looks about for any other Serans as he thinks

    " Where would the museum be? Ugh. Why must they build in open air. Underground it can be organized better. "
     
  13. critsarecool

    critsarecool The Waste of Time

    She brushes down her dress while reprimanding him, 'Yes, Yes you should! 5 minutes in this city and already I've been manhandled twice. Just take me to the car, I want to get going.'
     
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  14. Captain Kane

    Captain Kane The Waste of Time

    A rather friendly human fellow points Fieke in what he claims is the right direction to the museum. "Yeah, it's somewhere over there."
     
  15. zeskorion

    zeskorion Oxygen Tank

    Eventually, ingold starts looking around, maybe for a place that sells maps. He has no idea where this museum is
     
  16. HunterC1998

    HunterC1998 Cosmos Killer

    HUNTER
    Ending up in a street looking to be the busiest of the city, he scans the buildings for a sign of the museum.
     
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  17. Relten

    Relten The Waste of Time

    You don't see the museum anywhere. You do, on the other hand, spot several fine restaurants, a jazz club, an expensive suit store, and store named: Eitha's Super Healthy Cabbage Soup.
    There is a Bazaar nearby, perhaps they might have a map?
    "My apologies ma'am, right this way." He begins to weave through the crowd of passengers, constantly checking behind him to make sure that you are not falling too far behind.
    You don't spot any building with that name at all. However, you do spot an ice cream stand named: National Creamery.
     
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  18. zeskorion

    zeskorion Oxygen Tank

    Ingold begins on toward the bazaar, his eyes shiftily scanning the shops, looking for someone who is not completely plagued by customers, but not barren either. someone who would know people
     
  19. HunterC1998

    HunterC1998 Cosmos Killer

    HUNTER
    He turns towards Eithas Super Healthy Cabbage Soup and starts walking towards it, and while doing so, pulls the letter out and slowly rereads it for any clue of the museum whereabouts.
     
  20. critsarecool

    critsarecool The Waste of Time

    She follows him, carefully weaving through the crowd while clutching her satchel. It's very odd that this man contacted me, what do I have to offer...?
     

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