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Posted: Tue, 27/07/2021 14:10 (4 Years ago) |
But she wouldn't know for sure until she opened up her book; and from the sounds of it, the books were definitely- interesting to say the least. She didn't know whenever or not she was excited or nervous to open up her book. She decided her answer was excited because no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, the urge to read her book was overwhelming. She continued to eat until she could no longer withstand fighting her curiosity and opens the book to a random page. As promised, the text was written in braille. Your shield is a very powerful ability. A dome-like structure that can be used to shield yourself and your allies. How long you can hold your shield up depends on your strength and experience. Bree smirks, feeling proud of herself for being able to figure that out on her own. The shield can block almost anything, even man-made bullets! Bree doesn't even have time to react. What sounds like gunshots erupt from the book, causing bullets to fly towards Bree. Just like in her simulated training, the bullets only sting for a little bit when they hit her. "Seriously? This again?" Bree mutters while quickly shutting her book. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 25/07/2021 02:55 (4 Years ago) |
Next was her makeup, her stylist had highlight along her most distinct features so that when the lights were turned on you could still clearly see her face against the dark carriage. Next, they placed glow-in-dark eyeshadow on her eyelids so that the audience would be most drawn to her eyes; as if to really drive in the point that she was blind. Initially, Bree was supposed to wear high-heels, but after some harsh debate, Bree was instead allowed to wear much more comfortable flats. Next, was her hair. It had been pinned up to be out of her face. But the moment Bree was away from the stylist's she ripped the bobby pins out to let her hair down freely, claiming that they were uncomfortable against her scalp. Bree sits on the carriage with her arms crossed, an irritated look on her face. She looked horrible and she knew it. D*mn you stylists for tarnishing my beauty! Bree thinks to herself bitterly. Oh well, nothing could be done about it. She couldn't look that bad, at least compared to the rest? Right? [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 24/07/2021 23:25 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sat, 24/07/2021 19:41 (4 Years ago) |
He wasn't lying though. Like magic, she could feel her energy returning. Pretty soon, her hour was up. Whenever you're ready you can restart the simulation the same voice informs her. Bree stands up and after relocating the button, she resets the simulation. Once again, she hears a sound behind her. But this time, it sounded like running footsteps rather than a falling body. A furious war cry sounds from behind her and Bree instinctively pounces away from her attacker. Just in time too, because a sword slams into the button, which was where she was standing just seconds ago. Bree curses as she backpedals away from the attacker. Something hit that button. It's either a club or a sword. If situation one had arrows, I'd doubt situation two would involve use of a primitive club. She considers grabbing her dagger from her boot, but realizes that it was worthless. She had no idea what type of sword her attacker had. A dagger could never win against a sword. Not unless she got extremely lucky and she would never be foolish enough to bet her life on luck. Instead, Bree tries to shield herself the next time her attacker strikes. She brings her arms up, now aware that this will create a dome shield and while it blocks the attacks, she finds that blocking attacks consumes a lot of energy. She won't be able to hold it forever. The simulated attacker continues to fight her seemingly on unlimited energy. Soon, she is forced to drop the shield and get hit by the sword. It cuts across her face. While it doesn't leave any marks, it certainly feels like it had cut her face open. Situation two is over, the simulation will reset in one hour the voice reminds her. Once again, Bree sits down, all the while holding her still stinging face. She was a bit angry that the odds were against her for this situation. It almost seemed like she was set up to fail. But at least she learned a valuable lesson. Unless she managed to get stronger, her shield could only be held up for a limited amount of time. This begged the question, what other limits did she have? [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 24/07/2021 10:46 (4 Years ago) |
She paces around the room, hands outstretched as she paws around for some idea of where she is. "Hello?" She calls out. Unsurprisingly, she doesn't receive an answer. Her fingertips hit what she believes is a button of some sort. She fumbles around the object to confirm. Over the button, written conveniently in braille was active training bot simulator. Bree cocks her head and gazes down towards the button in obvious interest before clicking it. Her eyes widen when she suddenly hears a thump behind her. The undeniable sound of a body falling over. She slowly turns towards the sound. She doesn't have too much trouble locating the source of the sound, because all of a sudden, the body starts screaming. Unknown to Bree, holograms of archers were swarming the room and quickly surrounding her and the body. The moment Bree takes a step forward, she hears it, the distinct sound of a bowstring being pulled back. She would've missed it if not for her adrenaline rush and the screaming suddenly turning into quieter sobs. Bree throws herself down to the ground just as an arrow sails towards her. She could practically feel it sailing over her hair. She saved herself from being hit when she had thrown herself to the floor. The arrow was a hologram, it would only sting if she were hit, rather than injure or even kill. But of course, she had no way of knowing that. Bree army crawls towards the voice. Her teeth clenched as she half focuses on her target and half focuses on not being shot. She clamps a hand over the crying voice's mouth. Muffling it's screams. "I'm here to help" she whispers. "Where are you injured?" Shaky hands guide her to a bloodied stomach. Bree nearly gags at the feeling of blood pooling under her hand. Fortunately, she had the power to stop it. The buzzing feeling returns in her hand and she can feel the wound closing up underneath her hand. Once the wound is healed Bree sits up and wipes beads of sweat from her brow. "N-no" the trembling voice whispers. "T-t-there's more." Once again, coming from every direction, was the sounds of bowstrings being pulled back. Although this time, it was the sounds of multiple targets, rather than just one. Bree stands up in a desperate attempt to shield the body. The ring suddenly felt hot, as if it were warning her. She throws both arms up on an unknown instinct. She winces and nearly screams out in agony as one hits her chest. It disappears after hitting her. Fortunately, she had only gotten hit by one arrow, because that's when a white dome appears over her and the body. The arrows all dig into the shield, she knew that it worked because the ring almost immediately stopped burning and she wasn't impaled by any more arrows. Bree stands in place, breathing hard, as if she had physically blocked all the arrows herself. Situation one is over, the simulation will reset in one hour a voice informs her over a loudspeaker. With that, all the holograms around her disappear. Slowly and catiously, Bree lowers her arms to drop the shield and sits down, struggling to catch her breath. Who knew that healing someone and saving yourself from what you believe to be certain death would be so much work? She places a hand on her chest, relieved to not feel blood or an arrow sticking in her chest. She tries to not think about what she would've done if it were real as she lays down to rest for the next hour. "That's only situation one? I wonder what they have in store for me?" Bree asks out loud, sounding amused. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 23/07/2021 13:45 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Fri, 23/07/2021 03:43 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 21:43 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 19:44 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 18:24 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 17:20 (4 Years ago) |
"What do you think about the others?" Bree asks. "Something tells me that our survival is going to depend on how well we can work together." She didn't know how to feel about everyone. The few who she heard talk seemed friendly enough, but one couldn't make an accurate judgement based off of a few words. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 15:29 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 14:02 (4 Years ago) |
"Indeed it is" Bree responds, she doesn't bother turning her head to face Mehul. She could hear him just fine staring at, well, what she assumed was the far wall. "You choose, apologies I've already forgotten the name- a sword correct?" Bree asks. She smirks and adds "you picked a mighty fine Tanji considering our circumstances." Now she turns her head towards him, wanting to at least be respectful if they were going to have a conversation. "Tell me, what made you want to pick that Tanji in particular?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 03:41 (4 Years ago) |
But that could just be her imagining that feeling out of hindsight. But what was that buzzing feeling? This was the second time that she felt it. That would have to be an impossible coincidence for that buzzing feeling to happen twice when Bree was intentionally trying to heal somebody. She takes a few steps back, cupping her ringed hand with a bewildered expression. She was silenced by her shock. This is real! No.... It's impossible. But then how did I-? She gulps, then raises up her head so that she could better pay attention to Tilly's voice. Now, she knew that she had to listen to Tilly seriously this time. It felt like life or death not to. "D-do-" she pauses to take a deep breath, her voice was shaky due to the shocking news. "Do these Alacratz have any powers or weapons that we should know about?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 03:26 (4 Years ago) |
It looks like the only reason why people don't support this idea is because most PTs are done between two people who have been communicating what they wish to trade. If that's the case, then this wouldn't affect them anyway because you don't NEED to reject the offer. It's better to have it and not need it, then to need it and not have it. This will be really helpful with stopping spam traders and it saves the User time and energy to confront the User/block them (which some people are saying doesn't even work). The only problem with this is that someone might reject the offer by accident instead of accepting/offering on it. I can see why that would be annoying but it's a minor (user) error that would solve a much bigger issue. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 01:06 (4 Years ago) |
So she does something that was almost laughable. She hesitantly extends her ringed hand out, she moves slowly, as if she were afraid that Tilly would suddenly snatch the ring from her finger. She silently hopes that she was extending her arm out in the right direction. "Alright, show me this 'power' that you claim the ring is giving me" she challenges. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 22/07/2021 00:08 (4 Years ago) |
"Heh" Bree lowers her hand and tries to hide her disappointment. "It didn't work." She sighs and shakes her head, now looking irritated. What did she expect to happen anyway? This wasn't a movie, this was real life. There were no superpowers in real life. "Well, this sounds like a lot of fun. Unfortunately, my schedule is pretty booked. I'm afraid I won't be able to join you guys on this whole save the world mission, I'll just-" she pauses. For some reason, she didn't want to take off the ring. The thought of losing the ring was quite unbearable- as if she were losing a part of herself. "I'll just pay for this and go?" She finishes weakly. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 21/07/2021 13:39 (4 Years ago) |
After listening to the woman talk- Tilly was her name, Bree almost immediately forgot her name- she stood in place silently. After a brief moment of hesitation, Bree laughs to herself. "If I would've known that I would've been tossed into a dangerous mission, I would've chosen a more useful Tanji" she lifts her hand up, showing off the Domberdem. "What's so special about a ring?" Bree asks, obviously in disbelief that this Tanji would grant her special powers. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 21/07/2021 03:04 (4 Years ago) |
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Posted: Wed, 21/07/2021 01:52 (4 Years ago) |
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