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-Magical abilities/items are off, otherwise skills are on.
-No backtracking.
-Chance of injury, possible chance of death.
-All injuries will be healed at game over.
-Teams are assigned in groups of two/three, with players assigned as Tags and Normals.
-Normals possess no extraordinary abilities, but can give orders to Tags.
-Tags have increased speed/strength/senses, but have to obey the orders of Normals.
TEAM LISTING IS HERE BTW, PING ME ON PLURK IF THERE'S SOMETHING I NEED TO FIX.
-No backtracking.
-Chance of injury, possible chance of death.
-All injuries will be healed at game over.
-Teams are assigned in groups of two/three, with players assigned as Tags and Normals.
-Normals possess no extraordinary abilities, but can give orders to Tags.
-Tags have increased speed/strength/senses, but have to obey the orders of Normals.
TEAM LISTING IS HERE BTW, PING ME ON PLURK IF THERE'S SOMETHING I NEED TO FIX.
Edited 2015-12-29 03:04 (UTC)
[ You’ll find yourself in a small townhouse on the second level, upon entering the doorway you’ll see a room that branches off to the left. There’s an old, beat up couch and a plush chair in similar condition surrounding a small coffee table, and facing that a large desk, with a full bookcase behind it. A rotary phone and old fashioned radio sit off to the side, but more importantly is who is sitting atop the desk -
A redheaded girl, her short legs swinging back and forth. A large paper bag sits next to her right side, a small pile of dog tags opposite that.
She beams the moment she spots you, waving in her excitement. Her hands move as she speaks but there’s no sound coming from her, like someone’s shoved cotton in your ears. Maybe you suddenly knowing sign (and how to read lips) isn’t such a bad thing? ]
You’re here, finally! Um, you came to help him, right?
A redheaded girl, her short legs swinging back and forth. A large paper bag sits next to her right side, a small pile of dog tags opposite that.
She beams the moment she spots you, waving in her excitement. Her hands move as she speaks but there’s no sound coming from her, like someone’s shoved cotton in your ears. Maybe you suddenly knowing sign (and how to read lips) isn’t such a bad thing? ]
You’re here, finally! Um, you came to help him, right?
[fuck today and fuck my life and fuck nyssa in particular
so let's try using sign:]
Yes.
so let's try using sign:]
Yes.
That's right. You know what we're supposed to do?
[ whoa, that throws him for a moment, but he keeps his eyes focused on the girl and he nods in return to that question ]
Argus-san? Yes. This looks like a heart game...
I guess so. [SHRUGS. I just got here.]
Who are you, and how do we do that?
Who are you, and how do we do that?
[????
Chimera just kind of nods a couple times in response.]
Chimera just kind of nods a couple times in response.]
[it's that or communicate my thoughts through interpretative dance]
Thank you for your assistance. What are they?
Thank you for your assistance. What are they?
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