4) Special case where everyone has a job and the same money sucking hobby, Card Shop - Spend a collective total of $2000 dollars on a card game, refuse to admit that the game is an addiction, experience PTSD-like flashbacks 10 years on when a younger family member starts to play. Bonus of trolling them with that one horribly broken deck you built but only works half the time.
Well I have two recommendations for you. First, optimize that deck. If it's actually broken, add more card search so that it works 100% of the time. Remove cards that don't contribute to the kill to make room.
Next is get that family member into a LCG before the sunk cost fallacy sinks in. I recommend Android Netrunner since it's what I play the first rotation kicked in last week and improved game balance in a big way. The (Revised) Core Set'll set you back about $40. Alternatively...
When you say larger that the sword, do you mean actual size, or do you mean mass/weight? Because there are a lot of things lighter than a 300 pound computer.
I will note that all of those people are both physically smaller than the Transistor, and less than 300 pounds. Unless Remnant has some weird shit going on with densities.
Besides, there are people in RWBY that are not smol, but probably still don't weigh more than the Transistor.
Well I have two recommendations for you. First, optimize that deck. If it's actually broken, add more card search so that it works 100% of the time. Remove cards that don't contribute to the kill to make room.
Personally I'd say L5R, but that's entirely because I have fond memories of its older form, both as a TCG and as an RPG, and hope to get more people into the setting. I've yet to play its LCG iteration.
Depends on the teen. Some are into sports, others play vidya gaems, or make them. There are masochistic pillars of the community that volunteer all the time. Read, get stoned, watch tv or browse internet, plot world domination, music, explore places, sex, stuff with vehicles, distance spitting contests, shoot things, bring their sibling out to be amusing because they say the darndest things...or sometimes they're forced to babysit, arts and crafts, science, nothing, work out, socialize, garden, get involved in community events, nature-stuff, collect things, be hooligans, take supplementary education courses...same things some adults do. The activities aren't always mutually exclusive. This is lots of generalizing of varied activities I've seen over the years from the people I've hung out with.
There's always time to explore new things no matter how old you get. Unless you're dead.
I will note that all of those people are both physically smaller than the Transistor, and less than 300 pounds. Unless Remnant has some weird shit going on with densities.
Besides, there are people in RWBY that are not smol, but probably still don't weigh more than the Transistor.
Yah, Pyrrha's like 6'2" or something but there's no way she's near Transistor mass. I kinda took the list as a valid list of levitation targets, but I guess it makes a lot more sense for the limit to be based on mass and weight rather than profile.
Then again it might be because Jaune can juggle the Transistor; he's locked into both that size and weight, and you hit size restrictions faster than weight restrictions.
Personally I'd say L5R, but that's entirely because I have fond memories of its older form, both as a TCG and as an RPG, and hope to get more people into the setting. I've yet to play its LCG iteration.
Went to a launch event for the LCG. Looked really neat, and delightfully complicated. I can see why you've got two separate decks, but permanents not being permanent? Whoa.
I like Netrunner's concept but dear sweet Lord above am I bad at it. And I don't particularly enjoy playing online which is the only way I'd be able to get decent practice in, because the only play we have in my area is tournament style and no I am not paying money to lose a tournament almost guaranteed.
People online are jerks with regards to Netrunner.
Had some thoughts on the in-game Transistor for people interested in making functions.
The Transistor's powers in the source material seem to be based around directly manipulating energy. Take Breach() and Load()--the first throws blasts of energy and the latter makes an energy bomb. Most functions follow the same pattern with their own twists. Multishot, rapidfire, DOT. Two have damage and another effect but they're still about energy: Get() pulls enemies close (kinetic energy), Tap() drains life energy from the Process to revitalize Red; Void() doesn't do damage but ennervates everything in an area.
There are five functions that don't follow this pattern: Mask(), Switch(), Jaunt(), Turn() and Help().
Mask() makes Red invisible, so... light manipulation?
Switch() makes the Process fight for Red, and I think the suggestion is that she's hacking them.
Jaunt() is the only movement skill in the game. In the game it's Flash level speed, here it's quantum tunneling Jesus Christ.
Turn() works the same in game and in quest, you can model several actions and then speed through them as fast as thought.
Help() summons a friendly Process. We all know what that means. <3
And that's just the primary functions. As passives: Help() can make Red superhuman, Cull() lets her run through things to damage them, Bounce() creates a damage shield, Spark() creates decoys and Flood() passively heals.
So yeah, most functions deal with some kind of energy. I think that the easiest expansion on the Transistor's power that Prok hasn't already thrown in is gravity manipulation. Kinesis()/Lift() is a start, but an AOE effect that just... turns off gravity for a bit. Yes/no?
I like Netrunner's concept but dear sweet Lord above am I bad at it. And I don't particularly enjoy playing online which is the only way I'd be able to get decent practice in, because the only play we have in my area is tournament style and no I am not paying money to lose a tournament almost guaranteed.
People online are jerks with regards to Netrunner.
I'm up for the odd Jinteki game if you're interested. I'm new enough that I'm just starting to experiment with cards in the expansion and later cycles.
YES. Yes. All of the yes. Reverse Gravity has a special place in my heart thanks to my favorite Pathfinder character; he was a grouchy old wizard who managed to make it all the way to 20. We had to take a boat because I couldn't teleport us to our island destination for one leg of the adventure, and pirates attacked our ship. Our rogue, having the eyes of a hawk wearing telescoping night vision goggles, spotted them from a ways off, so he comes to wake up the wizard... who quick studies one spell for the beginning of the day, then flips the pirate ship over with Reverse Gravity and goes back to sleep.
[x] These constant meta-reality interludes are breaking up the flow of the show a bit, aren't they? I understand your very nature drives you in certain ways, and yet, the jarring discontinuity remains. I, for one, would rather get back to watching than peruse these wares.
But the gambling compulsion is real. I'm immediately discounting breaking the facade because I'm not quite sure what else that would break and 10000 fate points is... Well it's such a heavy bet it makes me wanna fold immediately.
I also can't think of anyone we really want to tick off, so that's out.
Which leaves...
[X] Another Tarot deck, I hear you say- no, no, nothing of the sort. This is what was known in one world as a Deck Of Many Things. Modified, of course- no instant deaths, or locking your soul away, or anything so... crass. No, this half of the deck is perfectly safe. And this half is nothing but bad things. Pick one from each. Shuffle however you please, but in the end, you must pick two.
The Deck of Many Things is always a gamble, but without the instant kill cards it's way less of one, and some of those abilities...
Well, it depends on what version of the DoMT he's using but they're usually really good or really funny or both. My favorite, the Harrow Deck, has, among other things, the Fate Scissors from those Ven Polypheme novels: you get one undo of any choice you made. Anything. No matter how far back. Go back, pick again, and you're placed back at your current location with the world adjusted to match. But only once.
[X] Now, this is simple. You, in all senses of the word, will be shown exactly who the antagonist is. They, in turn, will be shown you. You see them. They see you. Obviously, your host and your enemy will not be made aware of us, so what they choose to do with such contextless information is... entirely up to them. This information is reward enough if you ask me.
And while we're targeting Jaune's SAN score, let's see 1) Who our opponent is, and 2) What Jaune thinks of us. I'm leaning towards "wow that was some bad tuna".
[x] These constant meta-reality interludes are breaking up the flow of the show a bit, aren't they? I understand your very nature drives you in certain ways, and yet, the jarring discontinuity remains. I, for one, would rather get back to watching than peruse these wares.
[x] It's heavy handed intervention from beyond the fourth wall inexplicably shifting the flow of the narrative. Cultures differ, but in mine, that's unspeakably gauche. And, to be clear - the DoMT has a well earned reputation as a ruiner of campaigns. No, I'll maintain my decision to leave, that much I'm sure of.
I've been looking through the Vasto Lorde ideas which seem really cool. I had planned to do fanart for my OTP but that's crashed and burned so I'll just enjoy VL speculation.
Sticking with past iterations I think he ought to be scrawny. Having him be a bit on the tallside of human isn't strange, I think, likewise with moderately long limbs. I love the idea of robes made of his flesh but were you thinking just flaps of skin? Tentacles and flexible wings going into the robes would also be a great nod to Grax and prior forms.
Not sure how existential horror could be depicted physically though. Maybe a Vasto Lorde that invested stupid potential in regeneration, I imagine a lot would despair at finally cutting Aldrich only to have him heal instantly. Otherwise I imagine it would be his demeanor that'd have him seen as an irresistable force of nature. Like Byakuya, he'd have to constantly be in control and more tentacles or going all in on pressure would work well with that.
So! The Volume 5 trailer dropped todayyesterday on Monday, which reminds me, I need to set down some ground rules for talking about that in this thread!
You are assuming that normal people are numerous on this forum. I, for one, spend 4-8 hours per day reading fan-fiction/quests. I have no clue what people my age do for fun.
When you say larger that the sword, do you mean actual size, or do you mean mass/weight? Because there are a lot of things lighter than a 300-pound computer.
Yes, but Beta includes actual testing of a Function, so any kind of... limitations that might turn up, if they do turn up, will turn up there, and you'll get the choice of whether you can be bothered working to get rid of the limit, which will increase the cost, or if you can live with it.
THE FORESHADOWING SHALL CONTINUE UNTIL MORALE IMPROVES
I would like to note that the Function Research Tab will eventually evolve into an overall upgrade tab, and will probably be fixed up and updated whenever I have time, or more likely, whenever I'm fixing up Functions and whatnot. In short, check it often, and any major changes will be noted when they happen.
Also thank you for reminding me that I need to write up a post detailing the hard, er, details, about the Transistor here, so I don't say dumb shit I don't mean.
The wooden deck of the ship is slick with rain and sea spray, and you watch two more of the crew slip off into the ocean's wild embrace. You look towards the titan, only waist deep in water, his head bursting clouds. Still, tears streaming from his otherwise emotionless face, he waves his arms, switching between conducting some orchestra of the storm and wildly windmilling them like a madman in a pattern of neither rhyme nor reason, the sheer size and speed of his limbs creating hurricane-force winds around him, each of his tears enough to fill a swimming pool. They were drops in the ocean, but they were large drops, enough to force waves in your direction.
You manage to pull yourself up along the rails as the ship's aft tilts skyward, and you find yourself quickly going from pulling yourself along to clambering up the slippery railings, gravity an enemy now. You hear the screams of crewmates surrendering themselves to the sea.
Aura fails you. All you have is your cold, tired hands, gripping on purely from desperation. Yet, somehow, you find yourself at the aft, hanging from the figurehead of your vessel.
"WHY?!" You scream, barely hearing yourself over the din. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!"
He turns towards your ship before clapping his hands together, the sound leaving your ears ringing for a moment. A final blast of wind leaves you horizontal, hanging on by your fingertips and no more. The sudden lack of movement seems to calm the winds and the waves, if only for a moment. Your feet find ground for the first time in minutes, as slippery and tilting as the ground is, it's still ground beneath your feet.
He brings its arms apart, stretching them as far out as they can go, and the winds start up again, pulling the sea away from you. You look down, and see the water is splitting apart.
Deepest ocean stares back at you, growing deeper with every passing beat of your heart.
For a second too long, there is silence. Your ship simply floating in that moment between moments as the titan looks at you, tears still streaming down his face, his mouth opening ever so slightly, breathing in with a slight shudder.
As gravity finally takes hold of you, he speaks, his words quiet, as if whispered directly into your ear.
"Because... it, all... hurts."
You are plunged into the sea below, and soon after, darkness.
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You jerk awake with a snort befitting a Boarbatusk, and it takes you a second to realise there is no wind, no rain, no crying titan. The sun is shining through your bedroom window, and you sigh.
A dream. That's all.
"Blue, time?"
{6:45. Bad dream?}
"Just a weird one." You tell him as you get up, deciding that attempting slumber until your alarm goes off is futile.
{Wanna talk about it?}
You tell the AIs all about it while you go and get ready for the day. By the time you're showered and dressed for the day, you've finished up talking about it.
{"Because it all hurts." Poignant.}
"Yeah. Probably doesn't mean anything, though."
By the time you're ready and pulling your armour on, before remembering that it's not a school day, then deciding, eh, it's not the weirdest thing you've ever worn, grab the Transistor-
And realise it's only seven o'clock.
{... Coding time?}
Coding time.
Coding time!
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Today is not your day for coding, it seems. Sitting cross-legged on your bed, a plate of scrambled eggs and toast on the table beside you, watching the holographic screen and keyboard in your eyes and on your lap, you realise that you've been completely unable to focus on any one project no matter how hard you try.
You've made tiny dents in each of the programs in front of you, but not enough to really count as anything more than the bare minimum of progress.
Even if you're not tired, you suppose getting up so early must still leave you a little scatterbrained.
Still, a little progress on everything might not be as good as decent progress on one thing, but it's still progress.
You check the time in the corner of your eye and find four hours have passed.
... Well. Time flies.
You set your coding aside for the moment, deciding progress is a no-go.
... What else can you do with your day?
{You got your teammate's Scroll numbers, right? Wanna see if you can set something up for the day?}
Can do!
You open the text app in your eyes, and quickly open a group chat for everyone.
[] Any pithy name you wanna give the chat, or what?
-Do any of you wanna hang out today?-
-wait who is this
I recognise none of these numbers-
-I'm Jaune. Didn't you save our Scroll numbers?-
-... it kind of slipped my mind honestly-
-I don't think she actually asked me for mine
Creme, btw-
-Oh god what time even is it
Also holy fuck Jaune 10/10 group name-
-it's like 11 am Lenny, why the fuck aren't you up yet-
-Drafting headache
They're like
The illicit child of a hangover and a steel bat to the face and the one getting cheated on is a migraine to end all migraines
Also it's Lumen but good job that's closer than most people get on the first try-
-How specific.-
-oop
sorry I was thinking of someone else-
-Anyway, I wanted to see if anyone wanted to go out today, you know, celebrate our victory?-
-Yeah, our silver medal-
-JOINT silver medal
Need a ribbon like five feet long to fit it around us all-
-if it's like a migraine how are you typing-
-blue light filter set WAY high and brightness set WAY low
it's like I'm typing on a burnt orange peel
anyway yeah I'll be there, I just gotta take some medicine-
-Yeah, sounds fun! Did u have any place in mind?-
"... Blue, what do people normally do for fun?"
{Well, you've got 6,000 Lien, so you're good for a mall or something, but that doesn't mean they are. Lunch?}
... That works.
-How about lunch? Anybody here know Autumn Petals?-
-OH MY GOD SIGN ME THE FUCK UP
BEST COFFEE
BEST
COFFEE-
-No, but it sounds nice! Where is it?-
-[map link]-
-... uh
I
have like 80 Lien-
-What like on you-
-that isn't spoken for as rent money
wait what's the date
-The 2nd of July.-
-... ehhhhhh
I can skim a little and beg my boss for an advance probably
or my landlord for some extra time
... or both-
-I mean, I don't mind shelling out a bit for u if money's tight-
-NO
no
its fine, really, I can get the money-
-I'm good for money and Arc's probably loaded-
-How do you figure?-
-... You're an ARC-
-Fair enough. Anyway, meet you guys there at one?-
-Sounds good-
-yeh-
-I'll be there when I can get out from under my covers without immediately wanting to vomit-
You close the chat, happy with your plans for the day.
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Surprisingly enough, Lumen is the first to arrive.
"Hey dude!" He calls, waving at you. You wave back, and he slows for some reason, a look of confusion coming over his face. "Uh... why... do you have your sword with you? Are you even allowed to carry that in public?"
"I am, for several reasons, and I'll tell you when the girls get here. No offence, I just think I'm gonna be asked that question more than once today."
He stares at you, before nodding gently.
"Ok, fair enough. So, Autumn Petals, huh? I don't go too often, but I've never seen you in there before."
"It's too far out of the way for me to be a regular customer, so I only go every now and then, when I'm not getting back from Patch. It's a nice place to focus."
It's true. You, Blue and Bracket, a nice cup of coffee or a milkshake, depending on the weather, and a holographic keyboard and the chef for company- nothing better, it really just is too far out of your way for regular visits.
"You commute too?"
Oh finally a kindred spirit-
While you moan about the state of the trains, you take in the boy proper and realise that his combat outfit isn't much different from his casual wear. You suppose you shouldn't throw those particular stones, considering you never actually realised you were still wearing your armour until around the Industrial District stops, and by then you were grateful you still were.
Lumen's idea of casual wear seems to consist of a pair of brown slacks, a deep blue shirt, and a grey cardigan. Looking at the boy himself, you realise his hair is no longer flat and greasy but has instead taken on an almost mane-like quality overnight- the shoulder blade-length hair curls around itself, and you suspect that without the curls, it would probably reach the small of his back with little effort. His beard remains unshaved, and he could probably pass for a rather convincing 20-something. Granted, the kind of 20-something that doesn't really have a job and is totally going to write a novel one of these days, he just needs to find the right inspiration, but a 20-something nonetheless.
A quick glance at his eyes shows, one, that they have a mildly disconcerting habit of narrowing and widening almost at random, and two, that they defy colour- they seem almost prismatic, reflecting every hue they see in a near constant rainbow.
He stops talking mid-sentence, and you realise you're staring.
Before anything can be said on the matter, Ada shows up, tiny little legs jogging along as she puffs and pants, sweat sheening her brow. She's wearing that brown poncho of hers again, and also has her sword, kept in a sheath that just seems to be made out of whatever leather she could get her hands on just wrapped around the blade.
"H-hey. Sorry, I- bus, almost missed it, had to- chase it for a couple stops." She wheezes out after a second. "Holy shit I'm a fucking Huntress in training how am I so out of shape-"
She leans against the wall, eye closed, just sucking air in and out for a minute.
"... Why do you have your sword with you?" Lumen asks.
"I live in a bad neighbourhood and Aura doesn't mean shit if I can't defend myself. Why does he?" She asks, jabbing in your direction with a thumb.
{... She's... not the most rounded person, is she?}
Hush. You have the feeling this is new ground for her.
"Tell you when we're inside. I'd rather not repeat myself to Creme if I don't have to." You tell her simply. She seems mildly confused but otherwise doesn't protest.
...
"... So... how you feeling?" Ada ventures after a minute, turning to Lumen.
"Better. Drank some weird stuff my sister made up and it helped a lot. Tasted like cow bile, but it worked."
Note: seems to prefer talking to Lumen.
{I don't think she's used to... less than hostile contact with other people. Or at least, genuinely friendly conversation with people her age- trading barbs with the boy probably constitutes a happy medium between what she's used to and what normal people expect in a conversation.}
Hm.
By the time you zone back in, they're talking about eyes.
"Why are your eyes like that?" She asks him after a minute.
"I dunno, happened when I unlocked my Aura, then I started seeing a shit ton more colours, and then I could shoot rainbows out my fingers."
{Seeing a lot more colours? Did his Semblance make him a tetrachromat or something?}
Would it be the weirdest Semblance we've seen?
{... Ok, probably not.}
Probably a lot more than a tetrachromat, if he can see into infrared.
"And the... twitching?" Ada continues asking him questions about his eyes.
"I can see into ultraviolet and infrared as well. I do this for infrared-" His pupils widen much, much farther than you would expect from someone who isn't on some form of narcotic, to the point where his prismatic irises are an incredibly thin band around the edge.
"-And this for ultraviolet." They go in the opposite direction, shrinking down to pinpricks. You can't even see his pupils anymore, that's how small they are.
"E-he-he-hewww!" Ada laughs her disgust out as you both watch the display. "That's so gross! Shit, I'm missing an eye and that's less gross than that!"
Lumen chuckles a little as he lets his eyes return to normal.
A tiny notification in the corner of your eye notifies you that Creme's about to walk around the corner.
"Yeah, it's pretty nasty, sometimes. I can see into X-ray and microwaves if I try, but that starts to hurt pretty quickly. I wouldn't watch myself do it in a mirror, anyway."
You choose not to say anything as she walks up behind Lumen, a confused look spreading across her face as she only catches the last part of that conversation. Neither does Ada.
"... Watch yourself do what in a mirror-"
"SWEET DUST WOMAN-"
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You all enter Autumn Petals together, and you wave to Mr Charbonneau behind the counter, wiping down the counter. The cafe is quiet, only one or two other folk nursing coffees or otherwise.
"Ah, Jaune, sa fè lontan!" He calls to you, flashing a smile. "I see you've brought friends!" He eyes Ada up for a second.
A quick and dirty translation program is brought up on your eyes for a moment, and you respond.
<Good afternoon, Mr Charbonneau! A table for four, please?> You reply, the bog dialect flowing from your mouth with a slight stiltedness, but well enough that you could pass for someone who's actually learned the language. As usual, the effort gives him reason to chuckle, and he leads the four of you to a table on looking onto one of the public gardens.
He politely asks you and Ada if you wouldn't mind leaving your weapons away from the dining areas, for the comfort of other patrons. You send the Transistor floating off, flat first, blade down, and Ada follows it.
As you sit down, Ada rejoining the group, you take in the decor of Autumn Petals once more. It hasn't changed since you last saw it, the wooden façade bright, colouring everything a slight orangeish-brown, much like the cafe's name suggests. The counter and display case are both glass, displaying pastries and other baked goods, while the blackboards behind him show a more savoury menu, consisting of things like toasted sandwiches, soup, and other light lunch meals, all written in simple, block letters. More exotic dishes appear every now and then, but they are few and far between.
Behind the counter, large wooden boxes with thin plastic fronts hold coffee beans grown in different parts of the world, small plaques beneath them in both Valish and that oddly simplistic mother tongue of his.
The most striking part of Autumn Petals, however, is directly above you.
Leaves. Hundreds of leaves in a thousand different shades of autumnal hues, from sunny yellows to deepest hues of crimson, almost like formed splotches of blood than anything that came off a tree, hung by their stems from fine netting hanging above everything that isn't a food preparation area.
You asked him once if they were fake, and he only laughed, before describing in a mix of Valish and Animan dialect the process he uses to preserve the leaves for months at a time. First, pressing, then soaking in glycerol to leave them supple. They keep for months. Long enough for the next batch to come in from Forever Fall.
You found it beautiful the first time you saw them. You still find them beautiful now.
"What was that?" Creme asks you, snapping you out of your reminiscing. "The, language, I mean, I've never heard it before."
"I don't know the proper name for it, but he's from the south of Anima, near the bogs."
"... And you... just happen to be able to speak it." She continues, raising an eyebrow.
"I just happen to have a sword that can translate it whenever I'm speaking to him."
That gets two and a half frowns from your companions, but Lumen is the first to comprehend.
"... That's not just a sword, is it?"
{Tell them the truth. You're a terrible liar.}
"Honestly, it's barely a sword. It's more... a medical aid."
You tell them a very condensed version of why you have to keep the Transistor nearby at all times, and how your Semblance ranges from annoying to downright damaging without it.
When you finish, there is only silence.
"... Shit, and I thought getting ill from drafting too much was bad." Lumen says, gently pressing his shoe on the silence's neck and shooting it twice in the head.
Creme giggles a little.
"It's not a competition, Lumen." She tells him as she finally picks up a menu, studying her choices. Ada does the same, face blanching as soon as she lays eyes on it.
You watch with no dearth of amusement as desire and frugality war in her eyes.
"What's mirror cake?" Creme asks after a second.
"Cake finished with a reflective glaze. It's usually made from white chocolate, gelatin, and food colouring. Real pretty." Lumen informs her.
... And you.
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In the end, Ada caved and ordered the mille-feuille, one of the few dessert dishes that followed Charbonneau from his home, and through some silent agreement you apparently weren't privy to, everyone sprung for something sweet instead of a full meal. You weren't complaining, mind, simply... observing.
Definitely didn't use it as an excuse to get a slice of vanilla cheesecake. Definitely didn't.
The conversation flows freely, after a bit of an awkward start. Thankfully, none of it gets quite as heavy as your explanation of why you need the Transistor, though they do broach the subject of what it actually is a few times, and you oblige them with a less technical explanation of what it can do, and why it can do it. You ask them about their weapons and find out that Creme's the only one who has one that isn't just a simple blade.
"It's one of the old forge hammers that Bruno, er, my brother, was going to throw out from his work-" Bracket throws up a quick analysis of her face, showing you a microexpression of discomfort, and you mentally push it away for the moment. "-I just fused an axehead to the back, and made a shaft with a concealable Derringer pistol inside, and use my Semblance to... up the force."
You hum in interest, taking a sip of espresso. You look over at Lumen, whose eyes... you can't tell if he's found something really interesting in the ultraviolet spectrum or if he's had too much coffee, but he seems much brighter-eyed than he was when he turned up.
"I just made a sword." He interjects. "I get we're meant to make something super impressive and shove a gun into everything, but really, it's just a way for me to distract something while I set up a luxin trap."
"Same, honestly. Mine's just a hand-me-down from my mom." Ada talks, taking another forkful of puff pastry and patisserie cream.
As you're finishing your vanilla cheesecake, and the last dregs of your espresso, the four of you are regaling the chef with tales of your test.
"... I must say, your classmates sound... ahh..." A frown covers his face like a mildly confused storm, and he leans in to you. "Jaune, kijan ou di, enkyete?"
Wait, wait, shut up Blue, you know this one-
"Horrifying." You tell him.
{Correct.}
Ah yeh. Learning a language.
"Ah, yes- horrifying. So... so much power, in people so young." He finishes, nodding lightly to himself. "Still, I suppose you're all learning to do something good with it, ah? You are all going to Beacon, yes?"
You all nod and agree with the sentiment, before looking at each other and your plates.
<... Could we have the cheque, please?>
<Of course, just a moment!>
As your server walks off, Ada fixes you with a not entirely malicious glare.
"So bullshit."
"Hey, it's 300 pounds of migraine medication, the least it could do is come with some benefits."
The bill comes, and you're left with only 5700 Lien burning a hole in your pocket.
As you all thank him and leave, you and Ada taking a small detour to retrieve your weapons, he calls out to you.
<Jaune. Stay safe, you hear me? I'd hate to lose the only other person I can hold a decent conversation with!>
You smile and wave over your shoulder.
<I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't think I was going to be.>
You don't need Blue to tell you he's smiling as you leave.
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After another hour of walking and talking about stuff, surprisingly lighter, now that you're all on a bit of a sugar and caffeine high, music, video games, movies, you seem to manage to cover every entertainment medium at least once between the four of you, you all say your goodbyes and make plans to keep in contact. Event Roll: 12. Nothing of note happens.
You watch the group chat in the corner of your eye, mainly Ada and Lumen finding new and interesting ways to have at each other and occasionally distracting the other with pictures of small animals, which seems to wake Creme from her digital slumber.
Nothing else of note happens, and by the time you get home, you're just about ready to hit the hay for the day.
{... It's... only been 16 hours.}
"And I've been more socially interactive in one day than I've been in how many years?"
Ever.
"Exactly, thank you Bracket."
You sit on your bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment, thinking on something.
5700 Lien. Eesh.
{Yeah, that's, a pretty big chunk of your funds. Though, Autumn Petals is pretty expensive. What, thinking of finding a job?}
... Eh, fuck it. If you can find a decent coding job, you can knock it out pretty quickly, probably.
"Think you can find me something?"
{Who do you think you're talking to? Bracket, start searching, I'll compose a generic email.}
You don't see it, something your brain is thankful for, but they start searching through a few hundred web pages a second, collating and gathering several contracts from all kinds of vocation, measuring time, money, personal cost against unseen thresholds and only keeping the best.
Ten seconds pass.
{... And... done! Wanna see what we've got?}
You nod your head.
Job section unlocked! Take time out of your day to code things for fun and profit! Mostly profit!
Once again, you get three-time slots- any repetition, so, at this point, coding, socialising with everyone at once, and job hunting will be glossed over, because holy shit this was 4.6k words of nothing. We are reaching levels of non-content never before reached by man.
[] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too!
-[] Lumen- he seems like a bro. The kind of person you can joke about stupid shit with and just, generally a chill guy.
-[] Creme- sure, she seems a little high-strung at times, but she's nice enough, and you think she could do with the company. Your sisters must never know about this. They will find out over your cold, dead body.
-[] Ada-... You don't even know where to begin with her, but she genuinely seems like she could use a friend. -[] Why Choose- fuck it, invite the whole gang out! You're not gonna get any heart to hearts, but friends are friends are friends. Bond as a group. Ain't doing this two days in a row, champ. You gotta let friendships rest, or you overwork the gluten and they become a rock-hard, dry mess.
[] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[] Which one, if any?
[] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[] Code a Function. (Pick from the Alpha or Beta categories.)
-[] Create a new Function. (Pick From Suggested Functions category. Or, suggest a Function and get people to vote for it.)
[] Go Into Town- Oh hell yeah, time to paint this motherfucker red! Or, just wander about town, maybe find a bookshop or something, ooh, that cafe you heard about sounds nice... (5k Lien minimum to make Jaune think it's worth going into town. You have 5.7k, and therefore can.)
[] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[] Spreadsheet Software Training Course- Set up a document or powerpoint that can be used by a company to train their employees to use spreadsheet software. (2500 Lien)
-[] QA- check applications over, look for bugs, check features work as intended, get ignored and blamed when the product fails. Tedious, borderline mindless work, but still good money. (1 Timeslot = 2000 Lien. Higher chance of status effect applied at end of timeslot.)
-[] Logo Animation- Animate an already existing logo. Note: You have no idea how to animate stuff. (4000 Lien. D20 roll.)
-[] Software installation- go to a place and install the latest SDC OS on the network, while preserving files and such for transferral. This actually requires leaving your hermit hole. (8000 Lien- takes three timeslots.)
-[] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
Adhoc vote count started by Prok on Oct 19, 2017 at 3:46 PM, finished with 116 posts and 21 votes.
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.} -[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while. -[X] Swordsmanship
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.} -[x] Logo Animation- Animate an already existing logo. Note: You have no idea how to animate stuff. (4000 Lien. D20 roll.)
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while. -[x] Programming (Animation)
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.} -[X] Software installation- go to a place and install the latest SDC OS on the network, while preserving files and such for transferral. This actually requires leaving your hermit hole. (8000 Lien- takes three timeslots.)
[X] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too! -[X] Ada-... You don't even know where to begin with her, but she genuinely seems like she could use a friend.
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while. -[X] Athletics
[X] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too! -[X] Creme- sure, she seems a little high-strung at times, but she's nice enough, and you think she could do with the company. Your sisters must never know about this. They will find out over your cold, dead body.
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while. -[X] Function Coding -[X] Computer Skills
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.} -[X] Spreadsheet Software Training Course- Set up a document or powerpoint that can be used by a company to train their employees to use spreadsheet software. (2500 Lien)
[X] Go Into Town- Oh hell yeah, time to paint this motherfucker red! Or, just wander about town, maybe find a bookshop or something, ooh, that cafe you heard about sounds nice... (5k Lien minimum to make Jaune think it's worth going into town. You have 5.7k, and therefore can.)
[X] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too!
-[X] Lumen- he seems like a bro. The kind of person you can joke about stupid shit with and just, generally a chill guy.
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[X] Athletics
[X] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[X] Cache()
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
-[] Creme- sure, she seems a little high-strung at times, but she's nice enough, and you think she could do with the company. Your sisters must never know about this. They will find out over your cold, dead body.
-[] Ada-... You don't even know where to begin with her, but she genuinely seems like she could use a friend.
It odd that only Cream is one where his sister can't find out about.
[x] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[x] Logo Animation- Animate an already existing logo. Note: You have no idea how to animate stuff. (4000 Lien. D20 roll.)
WHAAAAAAATTTT? Something coding based we don't know yet?
[x] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[x] Programming (Animation)
FIX THIS GLARING MISTAKE. (Also, I want to hit "Semblance Fuckery" levels of programming skill at some point, so an A- ain't cutting it.)
[X] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[X] Slice()
It's almost done, and when it is, the Transistor goes from "barely a sword" to "the best sword". Stay on target, champ.
@Prok Would Restore be able to give Ada her missing eye if she let us scan her a bunch?
For anyone copying my vote, Ada is tentative and assuming that we can work on her eye over a couple visits, it is liable to change if the answer is a hard no.
EDIT: And I absolutely have to pick QA, it's my actual job and some bugs are exactly like what is listed here.
[X] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too!
-[X] Ada-... You don't even know where to begin with her, but she genuinely seems like she could use a friend.
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[X] Swordsmanship
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
[X] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[X] Cache()
Having a non-awkward way of carrying the transistor is important. Also pocket dimensions shenanigans.
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
Money and research all rolled into one.
[X] Socialise- Now that you have new friends you don't have to live with, it's time to get used to the task of maintaining those friendships. I know, I was surprised too!
-[X] Creme- sure, she seems a little high-strung at times, but she's nice enough, and you think she could do with the company. Your sisters must never know about this. They will find out over your cold, dead body.
Creme remains my favorite character in this quest so seeing more of her is always cool.
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[X] Athletics
[X] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[X] Slice()
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
Okay feel like I should stress that we really need to work on codes and swordsmanship due to the fact that codes are our best friend and we really suck at swordsmanship which is a huge goddamn problem as shown during our last few fights where we couldn't use functions. We are going to get fucked if we ever get in real danger otherwise if we don't deal with these. For funtions thinking of cache since hammer space is way too useful.
[X] Code- You are the hermit, destroyer of social lives. Well, your social life, anyway. Coop yourself up, and work on a new Function.
-[X] Cache()
[X] Train- Swordsmanship, Gunmanship, Athletics, all kinds of things need training if you're gonna be an effective Huntsman. Pick a skill you have and you'll train it as best you can for a while.
-[X] Swordsmanship
[X] Acquire Moolah- You may not have bills, but some extra dosh never killed a man. At least, the man making it. Take one of the jobs you've found. {Ahem.}
-[X] QA 2: Vidya Boogaloo- Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door. Run away from door. Run backwards into door. Jump into door. Backwards jump into door. Hit door. Throw grenade at door. Cast spell at door. Open door. Proceed through door. Run up to door... (3000 Lien, research bonus to Recursion(), and deeper insight into the true meaning of insanity.)
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