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| [Graded]Welcome to Beast, Inc.; The Beast Rises, Part I. | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 21 2015, 10:38 PM (437 Views) | |
| 栄 Cryool | Oct 21 2015, 10:38 PM Post #1 |
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"...And, last of all, thank you for choosing to participate in our program. We all know it's a risky business, especially with those mage-guild folk and the Knights running around, but you know what, someone's got to do it, and we think you two will be the perfect ones for this!" With his closing statement, the senior advertising & public relations officer rose from his table, took a polite bow, and left the conference room, leaving the two newly-inducted sponsored heroes behind to digest the wealth of information that the three hour-long meeting had thrown at them. Digest, or completely spit out. Sitting upright in his seat, the Crimson Dawn appeared to be doing the former; even now, his hand was scribbling in a furious writing frenzy, jotting down everything the officer had told him via memory alone onto that tiny red notebook. "Fascinating, truly fascinating!" The masked crusader sputtered, as he finished filling the last page of that notebook. "How could I have predicted that their dental healthcare plan would be so comprehensive? Full dental care, with practices open in eight separate major cities!" He had been acting, well, exactly like this, for the entirety of three hours, copying down and poring over every detail of every part of what had been said to him as if it was all utterly foreign information. Even the part about the locations of water coolers in most of the company's facilities, he jotted down and looked over with nothing less than a comment of astonishment. Fortunate, that his mask hid his eyes; otherwise, they were probably so bright by this point that those around him would have been blinded. With his notes finished, the Crimson Dawn stood up and stretched, before turning to face the other man in the room. "Now that this most fascinating deposition of knowledge is over, my dear friend, do you wish to take a stroll with me across the beauteous streets of this shining city? We can watch over these innocent civilians, and get a taste of that glorious butterbeer that I have heard about." |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Oct 24 2015, 09:00 PM Post #2 |
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"...And, last of all, thank you for choosing to participate in our program. We all know it's a risky business, especially with those mage-guild folk and the Knights running around, but you know what, someone's got to do it, and we think you two will be the perfect ones for this!" Dante clapped, slowly, at the man as he bowed and left the room. He kept up the most genuine fake smile he could possibly muster until he left, then his fake smile turned into a bored expression (still smiling slightly though). He hated the three hours it took for this to finish, it was just sooo looong, like why would ANYONE willingly go through this (besidesDante'sthreestepprogramtogettingunlimitedfoodandbecomingahero). That part about the coolers especially threw off the Falcon (Dante's hero name and persona). It was so hard to act heroic in the middle of the speech; at one point Dante had to stand up, pose for a good five minutes with the exact same expression and posture, then sit back down. Why? Because heroes pose. And if a hero doesn't pose, then what kind of posing hero is the hero if he isn't a poser? Exactly. The Falcon stood up after he finished, then struck another pose. In this one it was balancing himself on one leg while the other one stuck to its side like a wing; at the same time the arms pointed in the same direction towards his left. His fingers then wiggled. The other hero, wearing lots of red, had been happily writing down the entire time the suited man was talking. Like, no hand cramps. This man must have unbelievable determination; that or he has a very godly amount of stamina to keep up with that amazing jolt of scribbles in his tiny notebook. He talked about the dental plan next while STILL writing down more information. Dante wanted to just... just.. blurt out 'LAAAAAAME!' from the top of his lungs, destroying any and all ears in the general area around the two. Standing still for 3 hours has killed his morale for the day, he needed something interesting to do AND QUICK. IT WAS A EMERGENCY!! The other hero stood and talked about leaving this awful place and drinking ___beer, that's when Dante grabbed the hero's hand and walked straight out of the room. At one point while walking down the hall, Dante stopped, posed like an eagle, then continued walking. "THAT HAS TO BE THE BEST IDEA I'VE HEARD ALL DAY!!" Dante said, loudly, to the point where it echoed across the hall. "You may call me The Falcon, which is funny cuz this scarf is awesome." Both of those points had almost no correlation with each other. |
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| 栄 Cryool | Oct 26 2015, 02:27 AM Post #3 |
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"And I am the Crimson Dawn! My mask, unfortunately, does not allow me to wear a scarf - at least, not without inhibiting my movements!" Wasn't this exactly how team-building exercises began? As if the Crimson Dawn would know! Out the building and down the lane - but oh, what a beautiful lane! The plants were undergoing that first change of autumn, where the leaves were changing colors and the fall flowers bloomed; the wind carried the heavy scent of the nearby flora, sweet and strangely savory for reasons inexplicable to men. Times like these made the Crimson Dawn feel all the better for what he was doing, keeping this beauty undisturbed. "Now then, which dwelling shall we go, the Falcon?" He asked, glancing in all directions. "The bars around here are many, and the taverns are just opening up for the morning drunkards!" Just then, two large black vans drove right past the two freshly-dressed superheroes, driving in such an erratic manner that one of them had to swerved to barely miss hitting the Crimson Dawn, and the other simply charged right ahead towards - well, wherever they were going. "Wow, that was dangerous!" The Crimson Dawn shouted, as the vans continued along their merry way. "Those citizens must be in a grand hurry, or else they shouldn't be driving in such a reckless manner. What if someone actually got hurt?" |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Oct 28 2015, 02:07 AM Post #4 |
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The Falcon walked through the halls of the building, justicing with his pose whatever chance he got. He had to show that he was a REAL hero, after all, and what would be better at showing that then posing whenever someone that worked in the building walked past him. The majority of them looked like they wanted to laugh, but they held it in (being a hero that the company sponsors and whatnot). When they finally walked outside he looked around the streets, and stretched. His name was apparently the Crimson Dawn. He walked with him, looking at the plainness of the town. "Well then, we have a few good choices in Poinsettia, that I heard off, so I'll just go with the Bl-" Then he saw a van narrowly miss the red hero next to him, and continued driving forward. The van raced down the road, swerving and making a hard turn into another road. Wherever they were going, it didn't look like they just wanted to get there on time. The Falcon rose up to the air, creating wings on his back that were just plain boss. "Whelp call me cur-, err, I mean, SOMETHING IS AFOOT!! WE MUST HURRY! I CAN SMELL SOMETHING IN THE AIR, AND IT ISN'T ANY OF THE CONVENIENTLY PLACED FOOD STANDS AROUND ME AT THE MOMENT!" There really were a lot of restaurants, food stands, and just overall nice odors in the air. One of them was even a taco stand.. which Dante floated too real quick. There was no hesitance in his floating, and it almost seemed like he hadn't just made that speech not even a few minutes go. He looked at the choices. "Beef, cheese, lettuce, sauce, ranch, chicken, beans, and tomato." The guy nodded, kind of wondering why there was a masked man ordering food so.. nonchalantly. He started to crunch on it, while floating towards the crimson dawn and just.. floats as fast as the Crimson Dawn is running towards the area. He made sure to fly vertically instead of horizontally (so not like the heroes in the comic books) because he didn't want to choke on his taco while flying. It looked very.. odd though. It looked like he was just floating in the air eating a taco if it weren't for the background moving fast through the streets. He did avoid obstacles at least. "Hey, I didn't ask but, did you want a taco? I can probably go back and get one." |
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| 栄 Cryool | Oct 30 2015, 06:54 AM Post #5 |
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The Crimson Dawn turned and, upon gazing at the food in the Falcon's hands, turned deathly quiet. For a moment all he did was stare at that taco, undecipherable thoughts running through his head - or otherwise not so undecipherable. "I'll have one with no ranch!" The crimson crusader responded aloud. "Replace the ranch with sour cream, and see if they can give a double portion of the chicken! Or just get a chicken taco instead!" He wanted to know if those were black or pinto beans, but in retrospect the difference wasn't important enough for the Crimson Dawn to point out. Now with that decision made, the Crimson Dawn turned back around to see the two vans, parked just around the corner - but wait! They double-parked! Furthermore, men were getting out of the vans: fully grown men, each and every one of them wearing black from top to bottom, even in their woolly ski masks. Ski masks that, for some reason, were pulled down over their heads and had nothing but a few holes cut out for the eyes, nose, and mouth. Odd? Most definitely. Something seemed amiss, especially with the four or so guys holding giant brown cloth bags with the dollar sign drawn on them in crude black marker. The Crimson Dawn decided to take a closer look - but with caution! Quietly, he gestured a finger of silence towards the Falcon, before himself tip-toeing towards the dual double-parked vans. |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Oct 31 2015, 11:02 PM Post #6 |
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Surprise!! The other hero was also hungry for a taco, not that its surprising, really. Who can resist a small business taco stand? Small business almost by default must make up their lack of advertising with amazing tastes and drugs. Yes, drugs. Why else would someone want to willingly go back to the small stand with a very strange craving unrivaled by any others at the moment? It's not just cuz they were good, it has to be drugs. Has to be. Anyways, the heroes flied/ran to the area the vans parked, which just happened to be semi close to where they almost killed the two heroes. They left the car, all of them wearing completely black in the middle of the day with holes on his ski mask. They all had bags with money signs on them too, which was.. COMPLETELY NORMAL FOR BAD GUYS TO BE DOING!! This was obviously something shady, and it shows in almost every comic book that Dante has read from the older ages. OBVIOUSLY they had to be true about something, because where else would the man who created them have gotten the inspiration if not by the complete reality. Not by his complete imagination, that's what. The hero shh'd Dan-, err, the Falcon, whom nodded and started to tip toe with the bright red hero. Hopefully the Falcon's bright white suit won't attract too much attention. I mean, that would suck. He followed the Crimson Dawn and hoped that he wouldn't get pointed out by someone in an angle that could see them where the bad guys wouldn't. I mean, how awkward would it be if there was a fan of the Falcon and Crimson Dawn. And there was. Because a child with a camera tugged on the Falcon's pants. When he looked down he saw a freckled red haired child with teeth missing and looking right up at him. He instantly put 2 and 2 together, grabbing Crimson by the sleeve and tugging him. The Falcon pointed at the child, then put a finger over his mouth to show that they'd do it quietly. He then smiled for the camera and posed with his legs together and his arms in the air like a 'Y' formation with the head sticking from the middle of his shoulders and looking upwards into the sky. The kid took many pictures, mainly of Falcon and Crimson Dawn together, and left with his mommy. However, Falcon did not notice that the cap was on the lenses. Neither did the kid. But that was alright, because the Falcon would've found another reason to pose needlessly anyways. |
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| 栄 Cryool | Nov 1 2015, 12:37 AM Post #7 |
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Pose to the left! Pose to the right! Pose of confidence! V-for-victory pose! The Crimson Dawn was no stranger to the utterly necessary duty of getting his picture taken, one of the requirements for any budding vigilante. After waving bye-bye to the child and giving the little boy his business card, it was back to work for the Crimson Dawn & Friend! He glanced around the van, to see the lot of grown-ass men in their ridiculous costumes enter the bank one by one. Well, they definitely seemed to be an orderly lot - they walked in file formation, they made sure to lock their vans manually, and on top of that they even closed the door behind them as the last one entered the bank! Speaking of which... "I have decided, Falcon, that we too will follow those men into the bank!" With his mind made up, the Crimson Dawn walked away from their place of hiding and began to slowly make his way towards the financial institution, the dark but see-through glass giving him full view of what was going on inside. "There must be a mass of religious folks inside right now," he commented to his fellow hero. "Look at them, they're all kneeling on the ground! Well, except for those guys from the van. Wonder what's up with that." More importantly, the Crimson Dawn had a check that he'd forgotten to cash in from two days ago. |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Nov 2 2015, 06:17 AM Post #8 |
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"...." The Falcon thought about what the Crimson Dawn had said. He watched the men go inside, he watched the men lock their doors, and then watched everyone else on the ground but the men that had just left the speeding vans. Now, every comic book that Dante read showed the truth of this matter, and there was no way that it could possibly be false. Bags of dollar signs, standing, black ski-masks along with dress code, and to top it all off everyone else on their knees. This had to be a robbery. However, Dante did spew out some of his tacos when the Crimson Dawn said the joke. Some of the taco's beef and chicken even went on his sleeve since he tried to cover himself. Dante also snorted. He finished eating his taco. He licked his fingers. He looked at The Crimson Dawn, and nodded. They had to go inside. He tiptoed behind the red hero, while spitting at his sleeve and using his free hand to try and remove it with the combination of saliva and friction from the gloves and the material. Wearing white was bad in these types of scenarios, what would the bad guys think if the hero that came in to beat their faces to the wall and/or ground had dirty brown sleeves? That he was a pig, that's what. And with that thought the Falcon continued to rub that one stain harder and harder, but it remained brown and overall unappealing to the general public or more likely people with REALLY bad OCD about stains. That's when he remembered. "Psst, hey, Crimson Dawn, do you know of a good place for cleaning white hero suits? I'm not particularly gifted with these things." |
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| 栄 Cryool | Nov 3 2015, 01:30 AM Post #9 |
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The Crimson Dawn was right there, almost in front of the door, barely hiding behind one measly little mailbox- "Oh, right. Well, Beast, Inc. provides free laundry services if you want. They have washing machines and dryers down on the basement level in any of their facilities, it's usually on the third room to the left after you go down the elevator. What you want, though, is to set the machine on "high" and make sure to turn the dial to extra-clean, or else it'll just go through the cycle without really getting rid of those tougher stains." The notepad was already somehow open and out in his hands. "Also, they have dry-cleaning arrangements with that old lady down on the crossroads between Fifth and Valentino; she's good at it, but she's fairly cranky all the time, so you pretty much only go to her at your own risk." Back in went the notepad, and the Crimson Dawn turned his head back around as he walked towards the closed doors - doors that, as he grabbed onto the handle, were revealed to be entirely unlocked. With a side motion for the Falcon to follow him, he opened the door. "I'm tellin' ya, Donald, first ya shoot the security guard, then you take the money!" "That's a stupid idea! If we shoot the guard, we'll have a murder in our hands! I'm a robber but I don't kill nobody!" "Chicken-Wire, Donald, both of you calm down. Obviously, our priority is the money. One of you hold the gun, the other hurry up and take the bags out and ready-" "All o' y'all shut up! Which one a' you idiots forgot to lock the door?! Aw, hell no-" And now, in addition to the already-bemused bank customers and employees, even the robbers were staring straight at the Crimson Dawn and the Falcon, their eyes- well, their eyes as confused as the ones of the teller squirming behind her station. Just kidding, the teller was reading a copy of War & Peace, so long was her waiting for the robbers to make a decision about what to do next. "...Hi. I'm here to deposit a check, but I'm not sure if it's already expired yet or not, can I get some help?" |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Nov 4 2015, 09:54 PM Post #10 |
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Dante nodded, writing some of this down on his palm with his black magic. The energy quickly turned into a liquid that was a lot like ink, but.. well, it wasn't. It stuck to the palm portion of his gloves and didn't disappear. It's good information for future taco emergencies, he wouldn't want to become the hero of a thousand taco stains. He nodded to himself and put his hand back at its neutral position; essentially showing that he had gathered all of the necessary information he could. That's when the Crimson Dawn walked to open the door, Dante shook his head, "That's not going to work. Let's just somersault through one of the wind-" the door opened. The Crimson Dawn gave Dan-, err, the Falcon to follow him inside. "..." He followed. Once inside the situation immediately became more apparent. The men were talking about whether or not they should shoot the cops first THEN take the money, or just not shoot them at all. This argument was very.. detailed on their plans, just.like.bad.guys. The Crimson Dawn talked about possibly depositing a check, and he was right to ask. "Yes, yes, deposit the check.. OF JUSTICE!!" He posed to the right while saying this, then switched his position. The Falcon posed to the left, while maintaining his position to the left of the Crimson Dawn. "FEAR NOT CITIZENS OF THIS BANK AND WOW I REALLY HOPE NON OF YOU DECIDED TO BRING YOUR KIDS TO THE BANK IT'S CRUEL AND UNUSUAL WHAT COULD THEY POSSIBLY BE DOING HERE THAT YOU CAN'T DO BY YOURSELF WHAT ARE YOU DYING OR SOMETHING- FOR I, THE FALCON, AM HERE TO SAVE THE DAY!!" he posed, smiling, and just.. looked at the ceiling while posing. He noticed they had a crack up there, they should probably get that checked. Corrosion is a matter that could lead to leaking, spreading, and a very cheap looking ceiling. Edited by THE Cat, Nov 4 2015, 10:36 PM.
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