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| [Graded]Drunk, Disorderly, and Dangerous! | ||
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| Topic Started: Dec 17 2014, 06:19 AM (614 Views) | ||
| SilverRush | Dec 17 2014, 06:19 AM Post #1 | |
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Backround Music Merry holiday jingles played through the Lacryma speakers of the marble, gilded halls of a well known establishment, known only as the Cyan Horse. As one could guess, their name was dedicated to the very Blue Pegasus guild in Poinsettia, being a great admirer of their works. The building itself was of a grand scale, just as large as any governmental building. Marble, shining steps led up to the balcony, with countless green and red curtains hanging from the various, up-stairs balconies, laurel wreathes and mistletoe coating nearly every hall and doorway. From the steps, led a massive, elegant red rug, leading all the way to the elegantly crafted front door. Marble statues etched the many rooms, with countless waiters in prim linen walking about the floors, leaving and entering with old and new plates alike as they served the guests over the sound of gentle, Christmas caroling in the back of the room. Truly, it was the epitome of holiday celebration as the rich folks who had sponsored the event spared no expense in making it the grandest of celebrations. Yet, in this peaceful, union of merriment, something was amiss... "WV'AOW, DIS' FEWD ES GREAH'T!" With a mouth full of food, Jaxus crammed yet another handful of sandwich into his maw as he commented on the quality of the food, dropping crumbs of food to the ground below. Reaching back down for the table, Jaxus grabbed a slice of pie and slammed it into his still filled mouth. In fact, the amount that he could store in his mouth was abit disturbing, to say the least. Like a squirrel. "Yove' gonna fenesh' th'et...'?" Jaxus asked in an unassuming tone, pointing to a near-by sandwich of a patron, who wore a red and green holiday dress. "Ewww!~ Were you raised in a barn?!" Looking to him in a disgusted manner, the blonde patron found the fact that he spoke with his mouth open absolutely disgusting, forcing her to reel back slightly in disgust. "Wh'ell, acth'ualley, I wh'as rh'aised on a fh'arm, does thah't ch'ount aht ah-?'" SPLOOSH! "Freak!" "...W-Whah't dih'd I dhoo?" Taking a large swallow, Jaxus blinked in absolute confusion as the girl walked away, leaving him dripping in fruit punch. "...Whatever.~ Where are their pumpkin pies, anyway...?~" Raising his shoulders to shrug, Jaxus simply moved along the buffet table with a light chuckle, curious as to what he would find next in their delectable selection. Edited by SilverRush, Dec 17 2014, 06:31 AM.
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| Sinjin | Dec 17 2014, 06:44 AM Post #2 | |
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This was an event open to all, they were told. This was a charity ball, part gift-giving, part socials for the elites. Here were the bigwigs of the town and some invited dignitaries of other cities and countries, all for the joy of celebrating that one holiday of the year where their philanthropic ways could be justified. Oh the joys they would bring to those unfortunate people! Ironically, it was because of their overzealous spending and control of the markets and business and whatever influential power they had over their towns that created such class discrepancies between the rich and the poor. Still, they expect to be loved because of their charities. And so they were told. Rhevas was sitting at the corner of that small inn room. He had managed to tangle himself this time with a few Sinian thieves. And it was quite obvious that their next target was the christmas event happening at the next building of which he was looking through the window he was sitting by. The tall stained glass of that building shone with different colors of the paint, but faint traces of the lavish decorations from within was clear to him. That and the trumpets and the ushers and the guards that were at the front steps below had given away the mystery of what possible event could be taking place within its walls. “We strike tonight. Move to your positions,” the leader of the thieves said as he put on a noble’s coat and tophat. The others were wearing waiters’ uniforms, while some were in their civies. “Remember, the signal is when our friend here begins with his routine.” The leader added as he nodded towards Rhevas’ direction. “Of course,” Rhevas replied, all in Sinian dialect as he was quite fluent in that language. So he stood up, and two of the thieves wore a more oriental styled clothing as they followed him. They were to be his assistant or so, while he was to be one of the foreign guests to give a bit of show with his magic. Though he had not told them the nature of his magic, all they required was something fiery and something distracting. |
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| SilverRush | Dec 17 2014, 07:08 AM Post #3 | |
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"Phumpkin, fhinally!" Victoriously taking a giant bite of pie, Jaxus continued to fill his mouth with more of the delicious deserts that had been laid in front of him. The food was simply amazing, and it had the boy's favorite words in the invitation. "Free." He couldn't help himself, and as he was already in Poinsettia from earlier business, he was practically "obligated" to go. "E-Ehv? ...RHOOHH!" Turning his head to the side, Jaxus found another long table of various delectable items. Upon it, was one of his favorite holiday drinks, and one of everyone's for that matter, eggnog! In a matter of moments, Jaxus had slid and angled his way through the crowd, in no small part due to his miniscule stature of five feet, five inches, and found himself at the eggnog bowl quite promptly. Using a large ladle to pour the eggnog into a cup, the boy eagerly took a deep drink before the hairs on the edge of his back began to stand up, a look of disgusted shock crossing his face as he briefly shook in recoil, spitting the eggnog to the floor below. "BLECH! That ain't eggnog!" "GAHAHAH!" "Ohreh?~?" Jaxus let a confused sound escape his lips, looking to the side to see a large, sturdily constructed man, wearing a santa like shirt and pants, with a hat to boot. With a gruff, unshaven appearance, the ginger headed man only laughed more at the boy's pathetic response, causing him to suddenly push his head forward and begin to shake his fist at the man. "OI, WHAT'S SO FUNNY!?" "That's eggnog, boy.~ It's just too strong for you! GAHAHAHAA!" //Too strong?!?// Jaxus' face immediately turned red as the man's deep, bellowing laugh echoed through the halls, causing his small fists to shake and vibrate from the tension, and suddenly, it was released in a single, boisterous yell as Jaxus pointed to the man. "AIN'T NOTHIN' STRONGER THAN ME! I'LL SHOW YOU, KONO YAROU!" "GAHAHA! And how'd ya intend to do that, bo-EH!?!?" The man's face twisted from an entertained smirk to an expression absolute confusion, mouth agape and sweating bullets as his arms fell to hang loosely on his sides, watching as this small, child sized boy "lifted the entire eggnog bowl over his head" with shaking arms. "AYE, THAT AIN'T NECESSARY NOW!" Other patrons gasped, some even shrieked in surprise, but too little, too late. Jaxus had already began to tilt the bowl, and drank upon the eggnog with intense ferocity. Unfortunately, the boy's innocent nature had gotten the better of him, and he was completely unaware that the thing that gave the eggnog it's "strength" was heaping doses of "whisky." Whatever was to happen now, only the fates knew... Edited by SilverRush, Dec 17 2014, 09:16 PM.
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| Shuyin | Jan 4 2015, 08:00 AM Post #4 | |
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Killer Lord, The Silencer of Men.
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| Sinjin | Jan 20 2015, 03:19 PM Post #5 | |
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The party was well underway. Everyone was busy socializing with their fellow patrons and business associates to even see that the next few men who entered to carry in more dishes and gifts meant for the public gift giving at a later time were no longer the same men of the catering group in charge of this party. So it was almost quite natural and to be expected when Rhevas and the group of thieves entered the premises with little to no form of resistance at all. Donning a black coat in his dark ensemble, Rhevas topped it off by wearing a face mask resembling a crow's beak. He would soon come to the slightly elevated platform where the host of the party would introduce them all. "Everyone, I'm sure you are all having a wonderful time tonight. It is still quite early but please feel free to go about and mingle. Food is served to your pleasures and the band will be here any minute now. In the mean time, as part of tonight's show, we've invited a mystic traveler from the far north. Let us welcome, Le Corvo!" The host said as everyone began to applaud. As planned, Rhevas took to the center stage. He had agreed to show off a bit of a visual magic. He need not stir up trouble, that was already the thrives' intention and job. He only needed to distract the people for a brief moment for their plan to begin. Of course, he had no idea on what could be called as good distraction, and not destruction, but perhaps as long as he didn't kill someone that was enough. So he sighed behind the crow mask as he eyed everyone, then bowed, before lifting his head up as he stood up straight and waved both arms to the side in one swift and graceful motion. He tried to talk in Sinian speech to add a bit of mystery to his performance. And soon enough, he began to play with fire that whirled about him in a spiraling pattern that started with one hand and ended with the other. A few more minutes of captivating the audience like luring them with a whimsical feat for a prestigious act was all they would need, before the real show begins with a rather chaotic crew. |
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| SilverRush | Jan 27 2015, 02:37 AM Post #6 | |
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THUMP! "SAY IT AGAIN! KONO YAROU!" "H-HEY!" Jaxus placed down the bowl of eggnog with a deep breath, immediately turning to the large man in the santa claus suit and gripping him by the shirt collar, the heavy scent of whiskey traveling through the cold winter air to the man's nostrils. "TAKE IT BACK! TAKE IT BACK ALREADY! KONO YAROU!" Jaxus suddenly shook and rattled the man by his collar, causing him to open his eyes in shock. //This kid's crazy!// "Alright, alright! I take it back, kid!" "KONO YAROU! TAKE WHAT BACK?! COME'ON! SAY IT!" "WOAWOAWOAWOA!" Jaxus shook more vigorously against the man, causing him to raise his arms up in surrender. "OK, OK! YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THE EGGNOG! GEEZ!" "HAH! TOLD YA' NOTHIN WAS STRONGER THAN ME!" Immediately, Jaxus released his grip upon the man, a satisfied, smug grin spreading across his face, wider than usual. Yep, the whisky was already beginning to hit him. Who knew what his state would be like within afew moments. "E-Eh...?" Suddenly, the commotion was broken as both Jaxus and the man had their attention drawn to the host, introducing the act they had scheduled. "Le...Corvo...? Now that's a cool name!" Jaxus suddenly rushed off through the crowd to view the spectacle, leaving the red haired man blinking in absolute disbelief. "...I need another drink." Reaching over to the eggnog bowl Jaxus had nearly polished off, the man decided to let the boy slide. He was going to find trouble soon enough without his help from what he guessed. "W-Whooooaaaah!" As Jaxus laid eyes upon the figure with the crow beak mask, looking on with awe as he spoke in an odd dialect, one that Jaxus had not heard before. "T-This is so...so...cooool!" He cheered as Rhevas began to whirl and spin fire about his hands. Jaxus' eyes shimmered and glowed in response to the show. He loved new experiences and the man's act was so mysterious and forgein. It made him feel as if he still had so much to explore in the world. Strangely, even as the alcohol begin to sink throughout his system, he remained fairly calm and stable, perhaps due to his child like nature, keeping him entirely enthralled by Le Corvo's grand display of magic. Edited by SilverRush, Feb 17 2015, 12:13 AM.
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| Shuyin | Feb 11 2015, 07:24 AM Post #7 | |
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| Sinjin | Feb 16 2015, 05:50 AM Post #8 | |
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The signal was finally given. A shout amongst the servers where the Sinian thieves had infiltrated. Chaos erupted in the small gathering, and Rhevas knew just how to add to it. He punched the man directly in front of him before tipping over the guard. Then, he picked up the sheet that covered the nearest table and whipped it over, making the stack of food fall over. Some of the thieves were yelling about how their gala was a hypocritical way to celebrate when others didn’t even have food. Some were eager to just steal all their money. The leader and a few were already on the hunt of the host who had gone into hiding. Guards were swarming in from all directions and before they knew it, there was a brawl everywhere. Rhevas jumped from the platform just as a guard was about to catch him. He kicked the man and the other fell over to the cake, which in turn, fell over to the punch, with in turn fell over to the ground and shattered into tiny pieces of glass shards and turning the dance floor into a wet surface. Numerous men slipped as they ran about, causing a comedic sight for those who watched. Still, others were wary and decided to hide from all the commotion. Edited by Sinjin, Feb 16 2015, 05:51 AM.
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| SilverRush | Feb 19 2015, 05:48 PM Post #9 | |
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"H-Huh...?" As Jaxus felt a quick poke in his ribs, he looked to the side with a baffled expression before it shifted to a jovial, pleasantly surprised look. "O-Oi, Amelia!~" Jaxus bared a toothy, childish grin as his right arm slowly drifted to nervously rub the back of his neck, closing his eyes with a slight chuckle. "Fancy sheein' ya here.~ Wh-Hic-What'cha been up ta'?" From the even more relaxed speech pattern and ever so slight slur, it was probably obvious the alcohol was sinking into his system by now. A brief time would pass for them to catch up, but before it could go far, Amelia's "date" showed up. "O-Oi!" As the rather inebriated guy pulled Amelia aside, a twitch rattled Jaxus' body, rippling up his chest, down his arms and into his fingers, causing them to tense and untense ever so slightly. As the man began to raise his voice to Amelia, Jaxus' pupils dilated to a seemingly unnatural point, making his intention clear as a disgusted, annoyed expression crossed his face. Sure, Amelia wasn't the type who needed saving, heck, it was usually the other way around with her saving "him." But today? Even if Amelia was cutting this jerk some slack, he pissed Jaxus off, plain and simple. He already decided. He was going to punch him. "Oi...!" Jaxus took a light step forward and in a fluid motion, swinging at the waist and torso, Jaxus swung his arm in an overhand, slapping motion, augmented by utilizing the curvature of the elbow to come down fast. This "slap" in actuality was part of Jaxus' developing style, emphasizing on loose muscle movements. If his slap connected, it would not harm the target, nor would it dislodge his hand from Amelia. Instead, Jaxus' loose fingers aimed to wrap around his wrist upon impact, in an attempt to get their attention and force them to release their grip. Of successful, Jaxus would suddenly clamp down on the man's wrist, an annoyed, toothy grimace crossing his face. "Ghet off her!" Suddenly, Jaxus would rear forth a mighty hay maker punch, using the weight of his torso and supporting force from his knees and legs to make the most of his punching power in a single strike as miniture sphers of golden white light appeared around his fist mid swing. "NIKKOU BAHSUTA!" If this strike connected, it would send Amelia's "date" a clear two meters straight into the air, and threatening to toss him into one of the glass punch bowls upon one of the very expensive tables. But then, the shout echoed across the hall and suddenly, all hell broke loose. If Jaxus attempt to send the jerk flying failed, he would attempt to release his grip and make a small, backwards bunny hop in an attempt to avoid a chance of immediate retaliation. Soon enough, the room was filled with guards and thieves clashing, where some of the civilians attempted to make a break for it and others hid. "T-The hell...?" Jaxus looked back to Amelia, the slightest look of concern on his face. Thankfully, Jaxus had opted to leave his egg and backpack at the motel he rented for the night. Yet and still, even Jaxus could see the danger the situation posed. Yet, as terrified screams began to echo across the halls, Jaxus' fists clenched tightly, the look of hesitation on his face slowly fading as he looked to the brawl breaking out before him, replaced by a cocky, eager grin of anticipation. "Oi, Amelia...Mhind if I handle th-hic-this...?" Of course he wanted to get involved. He simply wouldn't be Jaxus if he didn't milk this opportunity to be heroic. Stiill, he felt compelled to ask Amelia if she minded. After all, this "was" the first time they both weren't ironically hunting the same rumors and getting attacked by something. Keyword. "Was." Edited by SilverRush, Feb 19 2015, 05:53 PM.
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| Shuyin | Feb 28 2015, 07:29 AM Post #10 | |
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