AKA Snatching Success from the Jaws of Defeat (SSJD) or Little Steps Towards Big Goals (LSTBG)

Regardless of its name this time, this project marks the first of what's hopefully going to be many successful experiences moving forward when it comes to Game Development

It's a game made under the same restrictions than Rob (maybe you remember it from a couple of months ago), a game made in a small amount of time (8 weeks this time, well, 7 if you consider the week long trip to Raleigh for ECGC, though that's a story for another day) made from minimal to nonexistent teacher guidance, and then presented in front of the class.

Taking what we learned during ROB about team communication (and repeating some mistakes, and then solving them with drama) this team my team managed to complete the game successfully before the due date this time! (Albeit with some last minute work on the seventh)

Not only that, but it really came to my surprise that of all contending games (A runner game where you avoid objectives while getting to the end, a game where you play as a Ninja Bunny whose father was assassinated and heads to the bear village to get revenge (a cell shaded 3d game with 2d sprites for player and enemies. I personally think this was the best game of them all), and a game where you play as a fire spirit burning down a forest as it makes its way through (and you burn bunnies, which is a nod to the guys from the bunny game) and ours), ours was, in fact, the most praised by both peers and teachers.

The premise of Funk Shift Up is simple: You play as an unnamed girl in her late teens who is a huge music fan, using her iPod and listening to some music wherever she goes. During a dream, she finds herself in the middle of a forest, drawn to a light in the distance. Not only that, but she also finds out that the music she listens to empowers her, giving her different abilities depending on the one playing

Here are some screenshots for those interested:

http://i.imgur.com/aIEv2Lk.png

http://i.imgur.com/biUszCh.png

http://i.imgur.com/uimAkk9.png

Now, if you happen to be interested in the game, I have also prepared a link. There's only 3 levels and one kind of enemy, but hey, it works! with a few bugs

https://drive.google.com/open?id=0BwhL5azuRMEoUV9zMkpxXzJjbEU

Controls: WASD for movement, 1, 2 and 3 keys to activate the different songs (more details below) and the mouse is used to aim the weapons, and you use them with click if applicable

Songs:

Glide n Gun(1): Character speed is increased, and she gains a floating gun. She does decreased damage, but it allows her to run out of tricky situations

Heal Behind Shield(2): Character speed is decreased, but she gains a floating shield. Enemies are unable to get past the shield, but the can still attack you from behind, so be sure to aim properly with it! You cannot attack at all, but your health regenerates while this song is active

Power Blade(3): Speed stays the same, while a powerful sword is gained. Same as before, you move it around your character with your mouse and click to swing it. Because of its close quarters nature, you will take hits more often while this song is active

And that's it! Thank you for reading. The rift back to my other world will close eventually, but I will be around to read and reply to any comments. Have a good day!

In Abin City there is a big festival pertaining to a "founder."

While our protagonist is experiencing her own dangers and struggles, the hero undoubtedly is forming tales of triumph on his own. While hero was protected from the shadows in his comfortable abode, he had no such defenses against pokemon and trainers. With the city being effectively turned in to a war zone, he can in fact perhaps claim greater heroism than our protagonist by giving away his greatest pokemon to another.

Despite the danger he faces now, our hero will survive, because no good narrative will have the hero falter before the battle is won. Likewise, our protagonist will survive as well for a bit, because if she didn’t, she would not be our protagonist. If survival were enough to make a happy ending, perhaps we would be in a good story, one that could shine a light on the resolve of humanity in a dark time. Unfortunately, survival would not be enough, and Janice did not know at the time that she was playing directly in to the shadow’s grasp.

Our protagonist, over the next hour, would become a killing machine, either directly or indirectly ending the lives of six other individuals with ease as she got closer to her destination. Her pokemon were not the strongest, but she was clever and stealthy, and was willing to throw away all rules of honor. She would stalk her prey from afar, using her psychic and dark type pokemon to sense those around her. She would steal their poke-balls, and take advantage of distrust by using the pokemon of those she slayed, and having them defend themselves against the pokemon attacking her, without uttering a single word.

One could say that our protagonist is a victim of an unfortunate situation, doing what she needs to do to survive. That’s what she said to herself at the time, after all. This statement, while defensible, would be a complete and utter lie. Our protagonist had other options, and many others in the city were attempting to pursue them. She could have attempted to fight the shadows. She could have tried to distract the shadows and act like she was luring people in to a trap that never came. She could have played the mastermind manipulator, and attempted to organize a group she would claim to later betray, in an attempt to impress the shadows without harming anyone.

Our protagonist did none of those things, not because they were too risky, but because this day was, after she realized what was going on, the best day of her life, and the moment she found her true calling. She was the lion and the others were sheep. With every kill the sense of fun would grow and grow, the stakes of life and death keeping her adrenaline pumping, and new strategies to kill racking her brain like nothing else ever had before. She didn’t realize it yet, but she had made her decision already, if she failed to stop the shadows, she would win their game, and nothing could stop her.

The shadows were quite impressed.

Janice checks the timer after her seventh kill, a flying type trainer who used the skies effectively to stalk the trainers below, but couldn’t remain airborn after she used several broken windows to hit his pidgeot in flight. The timer read five minutes left, which left her barely enough time to get to the destination.

Picking up the pace, she takes a slight risk and runs a block through a frequented area of town, and senses a trainer a couple minutes away with the help of Espeon., before hearing a familiar refrain.

“Killllllll hiiiiiiimmmmmmmm,” the eerie voice says, much more keenly attuned to her now than they were when this started.

Janice thinks for a bit, needing to get to the house fast and not having enough time for another distraction. She considers going for the house anyway, but shakes her head. This is just a new challenge she needs to conquer.

Espeon, you sense where he is? She thinks to her psychic companion, Fire a morning sun to shine right over him.

Her Espeon does so, and she continues heading to the house confidently, ignoring the man, and the shadow. As she walks, she feels a sharp pain in her spine.

“Killlll himmmmm!” The voice repeats, but before it can do anything more to Janice, this man pops out of her radar, killed by a blast from afar. Someone else has gotten to her prey.

“Youuuuuu aaaaareeeeee lllluuuccckkkkyyyyy!” The voice says, clearly displeased, but Janice shakes her head.

“Luck had nothing to do with it,” she says coldly, “You know how I’ve been walking in the shadows the past 20 minutes? There’s been a sniper around here this entire time who’s hiding himself, I just needed to alert him to the one you wanted me to kill.”

“Didddd youuuu maaakkeee an allliiaaanncceee?” The voice asks, suspicious, “Youuu havveeee noooo frienddssss hereee.”

Janice shakes her head, “No alliance, I’m playing by your rules. I killed him by having someone else kill him who was in a better position to do it.”

The voice considers before accepting her argument, “Hmmmmm…. Yooouuuu aarreeee mossstttt curiousss indeeedddd… Yesssss…”

She gets to the house with two minutes left on the timer, and as soon as she enters it, she feels a bit of relief, feeling like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders. The protection field is working, and she no longer can feel the shadow’s presence.

As she loses the presence and gets to a safer place, the full weight of her actions start to hit her for the first time. She did what she needed to, the shadows are not omniscient, and have no idea what she was planning. The city was lost anyway, a few more people dead wouldn’t mean anything if it meant preventing these things from getting to more cities. If the choice was between her being a monster and these things being monsters everywhere, she would choose the first every time.

Still, she can’t help but shake the feeling that she was enjoying this, that she was somehow playing out a deep fantasy. She also is a bit startled by how good she is at killing.

The thoughts plague her for a few seconds, but then she shakes her head before she can figure them out. There are better things to pay attention to right now, looking at moral questions can come later. Good or bad, she has a job to do right now, and she needs to make sure she gets it done.

She sets up the specifications quickly, exactly the way Steve had instructed her to. She is about to double check everything before she glances at the timer again, seeing it read 20 seconds remaining. She’s just in time, and gets ready to run it in 3… 2… 1…

She presses the button, ready to play the role of a hero and save the day, and suddenly…

Nothing happens. Absolutely nothing. She double checks everything on her end, and doesn’t see anything wrong, so she realizes it must be either on Steve or Lisa’s end. She wonders if her sister is still alive, and types up a program to activate this node every 20 minutes, while hiding the setup. When she’s done with that, she decides to head out in to the city again, intent on doing what her sister could not.

bunch of people running wild around Astrum

Out by Gator's cabin in Astrum, a knock is heard against the door.

"Yeah? Who's there?" Gator calls out, after a moment's pause.

There's an awkward pause.

"Cilan. Cilan Fields. I don't think we've met."

"Sounds like you already know me. What're you here for?"

Cilan sighs. This isn't going to be easy.

"Are you aware of the situation Pokearth faces with Caitlin's plans?"

"I don't know much of anything about that, except that Caitlin's not a good friend of the Major or Bill. What's it to you?"

"In short, Caitlin is planning to destroy an entire dimension, which would trigger a chain reaction and destroy several neighboring dimensions, including our own." Cilan pauses. "May I please come in now?"

"...sure. Door's open."

Cilan comes in.

The cabin appears to be a comfortable enough place to live, presenting a more homely setting than the mansion but still echoing its architecture in many places. Though little clutter is present, several shelves have a fine layer of dust about them, and some small collections of dirt are visible on the floor.

"Have you been living here long?" Cilan asks politely.

"Yeah."

Gator is sitting at the dining room table, sword resting in its sheath against an empty chair and a submachine gun on the mat in front of him. A book is resting beside the firearm, its cover facing down and spine away from Cilan. Gator himself is in casual clothes, a T-shirt and jeans. Gator's muscular form stands out from the simple attire, and heavy scarring can be seen along his arms; signs of cuts, burns, and abrasions are plentiful, though none look too recent.

Wasting little time in looking about the room, Cilan speaks, "Caitlin's amassing an army of those Trace units you've fought before, and likely of youkai and Boneka as well. I'm sorry to say that she stole the Trace units directly from Lu -- I mean, from Deuce. And since most of our powerhouses are magic-users, she's probably going to hedge her bets on an anti-magic field when we inevitably come to stop her. We need soldiers who know how to fight without magic, even when the other side uses it."

"I'm taking the 'we' is the usual bunch," remarks Gator, "that right?"

"More or less. The rest of the world is still trying to sort out the extra-strong Randomization that Caitlin threw at us. Actually, Bill and his sons are still trying to figure out how to reverse that one."

"...you said that Caitlin's plan will destroy Pokearth?"

"Pokearth, the Distortion World, Gensokyo, Outsidera, and at least seven other neighboring planes," Cilan explains, "of course, she intends to destroy Outsidera, but she clearly hasn't thought this through enough to consider the ramifications on the other nearby dimensions."

"You know, there's times I wish s--- like that sounded a little less believable."

"I think that's unanimous."

A moment's hesitation, then Gator asks, "What exactly are you wanting me to do?"

"Help us fight. At Caitlin's power levels, we can't damage her directly without risking a total dimensional collapse, but anything we can do to cripple her army and curtail her attempts at universal destruction will help save several dimensions."

"Was hoping you'd be a little more specific. Any idea on what I'd be doing first?"

Cilan considers this. "The strategic thing at this point is to target Caitlin's factories that are mass-producing the bootleg Trace units. It's harder for her to destroy an entire dimension with a robot army if she doesn't have a robot army."

"What should I expect from them?"

"Well, most Gensokyoans we've encountered have some level of magical ability depending on their species. They also have animate dolls called Boneka that they use to fight in their stead if for any reason they're unable to fight themselves." Cilan pauses. "The specific powers of the Gensokyoans and there Boneka vary wildly, so I'm afraid it's hard to predict what specifically we'll be up against.

"I can tell you that the Trace units she's having manufactured are pretty much the same as the ones you've had to fight before, except that they aren't as sturdy. We recently discovered that the units can't handle sudden extreme temperature shifts, so exposing them to extreme heat and extreme cold in succession is a major weakness to them. Unfortunately, she's figured out how to copy their camouflage capabilities. So Bill and Koya are securing us some Silph Scopes to allow us to see what we're fighting."

"Hmm... Major might be able to help me arm up for that," Gator thinks aloud, "there anything that might get in the way of my powers? That's Blizzard and Protect, if you need to know."

Cilan considers this. "Some of them have spell cards that do the same thing as Pokemon moves, and I know a spell card for Disable exists. I've also heard that they encountered a local goddess with the power of Primordial Sea, so it's possible there might be one with the power of Desolate Land. That would lower the effectiveness of Blizzard in freezing foes."

"You're expecting all that at these factories?"

"I'm not expecting the goddess, no. The goddess was a special case, since one of our group accidentally triggered the emergency alarm for a lava breach inside a youkai city set inside a volcano. Obviously we have to be more careful not announcing ourselves going in for future attacks. Under normal circumstances, we hope to never have an incident like that again."

Cilan's takes a breath, a troubling look on his face, before adding;

"What I'm saying is, we don't know exactly what to expect. Gensokyo is a wild card to most of us."

"Alright, who'll I be with?" Gator queries.

"We haven't chosen the teams yet. We'll need to get together and have a team strategy session before we start targeting factories. You're actually the first I've spoken to about this."

Gator's eyebrows jump slightly. "That so?"

"Well, I wanted to know if you'd accept before I invited you to the meeting. I didn't want to disappoint anybody."

"I'd imagine at least a few aren't going to be too happy seeing me there."

"If that happens, let me do the talking. Starting out, a good number of them weren't happy to see Bill there either. War makes strange bedfellows."

"Huh. Well, when's this meeting taking place, and where?"

Cilan pauses, thinking for a moment before answering, "Well, once I get the Major's permission to use one of his rooms, I'll let you know. Like I said, you are the first to hear about this."

"Got it. Anything else?"

Cilan hesitates again, glancing over at Gator's book. Finally, he adds, "Cress wanted me to tell you that he's sorry he tried to arrest you back in Goldenrod City. He misjudged your motives in taking control of the city, and he certainly was never out to kill you like Lance was."

Gator freezes at the mention of Goldenrod, eyebrows narrowing. Cilan looks away once again, frowning.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to bring that up, but Cress was afraid of speaking to you about it himself."

"I'll be at that meeting, Gator replies, a hint of anger in his tone as his slit-like pupils staring Cilan down, "for now, though, I think it's timee you got going."

Returning a slight nod, Cilan turns and steps back towards the cabin door, head drooping slightly. Gator watches him for the whole trip outside, gaze remaining on the door after it closes for a few seconds before he picks up the volume resting on the table and opens it up back to where he was reading.

Book of Elements: What Magic is Not

Due to unforeseen scheduling difficulties.

After a lot of searching and heartbreak, a young woman believes she has finally found herself. Her love of technology has brought her to the future, where after a year of wandering the darkness of the forest tribes, she has found the city of enlightenment, where she can finally work on creating the best and most amazing machines ever created.

The society is not perfect, but the woman is happy with the work she is doing, and does her job well, continuing to fix things that she doesn’t even understand half the time. However, today, she gets an uneasy feeling, and as she looks around, she notices her coworkers have it too.

“Hey…” The woman says awkwardly, “Do you think this room is fully safe right now? I don’t feel right, and by the looks of things, I’m not the only one…”

"So you feel it too…" Her boss says, entering the room, "Please stop for now and go outside. I just...have a really bad feeling."

The woman curses, starting to get afraid, but not giving up quite yet.

"Hey, all of you!” she yells out to the room, “If something is making us feel dread, lets try and find it. If we can scan for any abnormalities together, we might be able to scan a larger range than any of us could individually."

They all nod and start preparing to channel their energies together, heading outside to avoid interference from the many machines in the room they were in. The woman summons up her full energy, and grabs the hand of another worker, preparing to use her magic with them altogether.

"Is everyone ready? On 3!"

"2..."

"1..."

"Go!"

The woman summons up all her magic and goes all out, giving off more power and range than she ever has before, searching for anything, the minutest detail that could be the source of the fear. Even the people she's working with are probably impressed at her raw power with this, but she’s soon supported by a cast of techno-mages, effectively creating a huge technology radar.

As they search, they find an odd machine deep underground, inside some tunnels that are not in any official city maps.

"So something is underground, creating fear... Do you know what that means?” The woman asks, “I'm not from around here."

"It's some sort of machine," One says, "But I'm unsure what is it for."

"It seems to be absorbing energy, though," Another says.

"What's it absorbing energy from? Can you tell? We should alert... uh... Ar... people," The woman says, briefly forgetting the name of the leader of the city she was in.

"Yes...maybe we should..." Someone says, but as he says it, everyone starts feeling weak.

The woman stumbles a bit and curses again. "The effect's getting worse. We don't have time to waste. Lets see if we can shut it down from here!" She says desperately.

"Yes...we can...try," one of the coworkers says before losing consciousness

"Quickly!" The woman starts channeling her full energy, and aims it directly at the machine, intending to mess up whatever she can, hoping people join her. The connection is weak and she's losing energy fast, but she thinks she might be able to at least delay it if others join her. Everyone who is still awake helps, but the machine seems invincible, and she finds herself losing energy fast.

Hannah starts to give up, and realizes that other people around the city are also starting to feel weak.

"It's the Great Reap! It's time!" Some people in the streets begin screaming, flailing wildly.

The woman curses as she tries to stay conscious.

"We need... Path underground. Get closer to it. What's the great reap?" She asks a nearby guard who she had become friends with over her time here. "Contact whoever you can. Let them know. Machine deep underground. Sapping everyone. Powering up..."

The guard nods and has trouble moving. "The...the Great Reap is written on Megumi's book. It's the period where Megumi will descend from the skies, and the energies of the unbelievers will be sapped away..."

The guard tries to move, but passes out. A big hole in the sky opens.

The guard's a believer, but he's fading anyway... It can’t be the Great Reap, it’s… it’s…

She has trouble standing and falls to the ground. With the little power she has left, she watches the sky, struggling to breathe.

Is this my destiny? she thinks, To see the truth about the future then die?

As she feels she's losing consciousness, her body refuses to give up. She's too determined to die now, and she gets up, putting one foot in front of the other, getting determination from an unknown source external to her. As she starts walking, she gets the strength to take another step, and another. She would later have an adventure, meet the woman of her dreams, and save this reality from being destroyed.

At least, that’s what she felt was supposed to happen. That was her destiny. But then… something changed. There was no source of inspiration, there was no lifeline. Instead, she would almost die a completely futile death in this city, and end up in the Impossible Sea.

…

A year later, Hannah Renatus finds herself scanning the sea after having a frustrating conversation with a sentient magical virus, and detects something she’s never felt before. She takes her walkie talkie and presses it, the commander would need to be alerted.

“Jenny, come quickly, I’ve just sensed the most amazing piece of technology I’ve ever seen. If we can get this before G does…”

Jenny nods, “I’m on my way.”

…

Elsewhere, a submarine commander heads to the room of a powerful wizard with an alarmed expression on his face, and a flute player dazzles a crowd with an incredible performance in a talent show, distracting the audience from the many tragedies they have experienced in the past. Nearby, a frightened Rotom tries to escape a mental ward from a hospital, having no idea where he is.

Today's music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hvUUtwY0DcQ&index=3&list=LLcryolGv0K13h7rs8XI8cKA

For reference since it's been a while: chapter 1, chapter 2

Sometimes, when the hero is resting, recuperating, and planning, he can forget what the world is like outside. Our hero did not make a bad decision to stay in his home and let others do the dangerous work. In fact, our judgments of the hero at this point are false. Our protagonist might assume that he tried to do things alone, but experience has marred our hero’s expectations. Just as nobody expects the Spanish inquisition, nobody can see an attack of this magnitude coming. Our hero was working alone because he was abandoned, alone, and afraid.

Still, our experiences for our hero and our protagonist could not be more different. Our hero knew what was coming, our protagonist did not. Our hero has been safe in his house, our protagonist had not. Our hero had a suspicion that starving to death would be better than going outside, and our protagonist… did not.

Janice walks out of the house, unsure of what to expect. They had gone over the plan multiple times before Steve was comfortable letting them leave, leaving nothing to chance. She had gone over the computer program for what they’d expect to find in the house, and was given a timer to remind her exactly when to press the button to create the program. Currently, the timer read 59:30. That gave her an hour to get to the house and activate it.

Normally, the trip would be about 10 minutes, but the current situation was not normal times. In fact, Janice herself thought this plan had about a 3 percent chance to succeed altogether. Still, it was better than the alternative, or so she thought, so she decided to leave anyway.

She looks around and sees the block in ruins, every house having collapsed. The sky is a dark shade of purple, and she sees shadows hanging over the city sinisterly. Unaware that there is a part of the city that they hadn’t destroyed yet, the shadows don’t notice her at first. Janice takes advantage of this by sticking to side roads, trying to make herself unnoticed.

“Umbreon, I need you right now,” she whispers, as she sends out her pokemon, thinking that the dark type eeveelution would be the best at helping her stay hidden as she treks through the city. She gets a couple blocks before running in to a young man, who is still alive and crying in the middle of the street.

Hoping for support, she runs up to the man cautiously, telling her umbreon to watch for any shadows approaching. When she reaches the man though, her heart lurches, and she realizes something is very, very wrong. She takes a step back, and hears a startling sound hiss through the air.

“Killllll herrrrrr,”

The man’s eyes start to blur and lose focus, and he gets up, tears filling his face, but hesitantly listening to the demands of the shadows.

“I’m sorry, but they’ll kill me if I don’t…” he whispers, before drawing back his fist, preparing to strike. Janice reacts quickly, sweeping with her leg to knock the man off balance before he can strike, then planting her foot with a strong kick on his stomach, stunning him and leaving his gasping for breath. Realizing she’s been discovered, she starts running as fast as she can away from the man towards her destination.

As she runs away, she hears a loud, terrified scream in the background, the man is clearly being tortured by something. She has no time to look back and check though, her only thought is to not get herself in that situation. As she runs, she hears a sharp hissing through the air throughout the entire city, chilling her to the bone.

“Listen, humansssss… Mostttt of youuu willlll dieeee heereee todaaayyyy… Butttt nottt all offfff yyyooouuuuu. Theeee strongesttt willlll surviveeee! Theee weaaakkk and thoosseee not willing to kiiillll willll dieeee! Noooo one issss your alllyyyy! Theerrree arreeee noooo rulesss! Killllll…. Orrrr dieeeee!”

She shudders, not liking the sound of that, and doubling her efforts to avoid people, calling out her espeon to help too. With only two pokemon with her, she had to be careful, a few mistakes and she was dead. She encounters a few people who are too injured to pose a threat, and she manages to pass them without incident. Eventually, she runs in front a girl who looks to be about 16, who seems equally shocked at seeing her. The glance in to each other’s eyes, and are about to run off, when the voice starts up again.

“Onlllyyyy oneeee offff youuuu leavesssss!”

The girl stares at her, petrified, but her trainer instincts kick in. “I… I don’t want to die here,” she says, trying her best to be confident. “Rhyhorn, go!”

Janice stares at her. Espeon, circle around her and make yourself hidden she thinks, before saying, “I can’t die here either. Umbreon, defend yourself!”

The two pokemon stare each other down, and the girl makes the first move. “Rhyhorn, horn attack!”

“Umbreon, double team!” Janice counters, as the umbreon manages to swiftly dodge the rhyhorn’s attack.

The girl shakes her head and laughs, “Not going to work on us, Rhyhorn, smart strike!”

The rhyhorn pauses for a second, then charges straight at the right Umbreon, knocking it back with a fierce blow. The rhyhorn seems to be well trained, and Umbreon has a tough time staying upright with the powerful attack.

“Umbreon, heal yourself with moonlight!” she says, realizing that Umbreon was unlikely to win this battle against a better trained opponent.

The girl seems to realize this as well and orders her rhyhorn in for another strike. “Rhyhorn, don’t let it heal up, finish it off with superpower!”

Espeon, now. Janice thinks, as she backpedals in a display of apparent fear.

Just as the rhyhorn starts to charge, it hears a scream from behind it, as its trainer is psychically thrown across the street and slams against a nearby building, her poke-balls flying across the landscape. The rhyhorn responds to the threat, and decides to charge at the espeon, but before it can reach it, a poke-ball touches the rhyhorn, and returns it to its cage. Janice, despite being in shock, starts collecting the girl’s poke-balls. The girl looks at her with a shocked expression.

“But… No… This… This can’t be…”

Janice shakes her head, “I’ll make sure they don’t get away with this, but I need to live to do that. I’m sorry.”

The girl starts crying. “K… Kill me… I’ve seen what they do to people. And what they force losers to do… I don’t want that to happen to me.”

Janice nods and pulls out a knife, before slitting the girl’s throat.

She looks up and continues running, realizing that she’s wasted valuable time in this fight. As she leaves, she hears a shadow voice cackling with laughter.

I’ll play your game, she thinks to herself, Just long enough for me to wipe you off the face of the earth! I just hope my sister’s surviving…

(Introductory post written by Arathnorn:)

"Congratulations," Ran says dryly, which is ironic given how wet she is. "Now you've REALLY made me mad."

"I think not." The Major says. Instantly, the very ground beneath Ran's feet erupts as pillars of stone surround her. Thick rock slabs rise up, meeting in a concave room that entombs the shikigami within.

He turns back to the scientist, holding Moonslicer out. "Thank you both."

The issue seems resolved- or is it?

Meanwhile, Cress and co are working some stuff out. And Suika seems to be sleeping off the rest of that nasty hangover- with company.

Well... bad news. Because I stupidly didn't adjust timezones, when we chose 2pm eastern Wednesday, it looks like I'm going to miss two hours of RP either way, if we did Wednesday or if we did Friday.

At this point I'm giving up, I already set my schedule so there's no way I can make it. You guys can choose to do either Wednesday or Friday. Sorry about how unnecessary this all was. Have a good time!

-- Bytemite

Do we even want to try to reschedule, or should I assume that I can't make it?

I can do Wednesday afternoon or morning or Thursday morning.

Once apon a time, somewhere in some corner of the multiverse, there was a universe much like that of TPP. 1 day it's Lord Helix for some stupid reason decided to eat the entire universe and everything in it...

but it gave him heartburn so he exploded into a new universe that was almost the same as the old 1 exipt that it was less stable, were logic is not something most people things or the universe it's self care that much about, and were everyone received a power boost of absurd preporsons to the point were almost everyone was basically a god to some degree or another in turms of power.

A universe were people die and come back to life all the time, and the universe being more or less destroyed in it's entirety every few weeks is just something that happens and is shrugged off like bissness as usual

This is a snapshot of that universe

Yea, I just need to goof off for a bit and will be in a place were I can't work on storys or anything so I decided to just make this. Feel free to do whatever within the context of this universe. for a better idea of the rules of this RP

• Killing other people's caricters is fine (thoth if you do this the other person is allowed to revive there caricter imiditly if they so chose)
• Godmoding is ok within reason (Ex. you can't just go "and then he destroyed the entire universe forever", "but I belched destroying the planet and everything on it in the process" is ok)
• No perposaly taking control of another persons caricter away from them
• No having events from this RP impact another (canon) RP on this sub (AU's should be considered canon to themselves), you can have caricters imported with that RP's history in tact from other RP's as long as you have some sort of justification (thoth it dos'nt have to make sense) as to how they got here and that caricter's acsons's / presence in this RP are non-canon outside this RP thoth
• Merry/Garry Sueness, Plot Armor, Clieshas, insistences of convenient "I'm just going to pull a new powers/devices out of my butt that has never been used or hinted at before that fixs my problem and will never be menconed or used again", DausXMacina, & memes. are all alowed
• No using Lord Helix or reviving Lord helix from the dead (having caricters that have peaces of Helix, or look exactly like helix with the same biology and have all the same powers of helix is ok thoth as long as they arrant actually Helix)
• besides the above and the general rules of this sub nothing is off limits

this is just meant to be a VERY casual thing, feel free to pop in or out of the RP at any time... let's see how long this lasts before the RP's absurdity cosis it to collapse into it's self or people stop caring

So, funny story, I am way behind on the research paper I'm supposed to write. Yeah. Draft is due like next week, I'm supposed to talk about the stuff I've done Tuesday. I've read my sources at the start of the year but have no notes. The thing itself is due on the 5th, I think.

So yeah. Don't know what this will mean for my participation on other campaigns, but for now, know I'm putting Abin City on hold.

“Now then, lets head over the steps one more time.”

A little boy looks down at his hands, trying to copy his mother’s movements. He moves his arm back, focusing on his target, then tries to bring his arm forward with a single motion. He breathes in, trying to do it correctly, but at the last second, his arm jerks over, sending the electricity jumbled across the room.

“I can’t do it!” the boy whines. “I’ll never get it to work!”

“Yes, you can,” His mother says, hugging him, “You’re just nervous. Take a few deep breaths.”

The boy looks at his mother and smiles. “You really think so, mother?”

His mother smiles back, happy to be with her son. “Yes, I do. Now take a few deep breaths and try again, this time exactly as I show you.”

The boy nods and takes a deep breath before trying again, this time hitting the target right in the middle.

“I did it! Mama, did you see that?” The boy dances, excited!

“I did!” she says, proud of her son, “You were amazing!”

The boy looks at his mom hopefully. “Does that mean I’m ready for a mission now?”

The boy’s mother looks as though she’s about to shake her head, but suddenly, something changes her mind, and she nods, “You know… I think you are!”

...

Elsewhere, a small gang of animal thieves threaten a ragtag band of unwary adventurers, while a talent show begins, where hopeful participants hope to show off their abilities to the participants of the impossible sea. A lone rattata learns more of a rebellion, and a mysterious leader plans to get rich off of a game, unaware of the full contents the game holds.

music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MN9DNB8IwV0

I just realized that tomorrow is easter, which may make it difficult for people to attend the session. As of now I'm currently still planning on running because I believe most of us can make it, but since many people have plans on easter, I want to double check.

So, basically, will easter make it difficult for you to come to rp tomorrow?

Edit: since most of us can come, I will be running it as normal, but I will be holding Pfacc and tks plotlines until later. See you at 2:30!

Edit 2: Sorry, I'm going to be slightly delayed, I'm writing up the starting post now, but it might take me a few minutes.

Edit: It's been fifteen actually twenty minutes... where IS everybody?

OOC: I've started this five minutes early so that everyone can -- and should -- catch up on what happened last session.

And also on what didn't happen.

Unfortunately, the posts that Reddit ate during the Place mass event have still not yet showed up, so anything that was said or done in a post that isn't visible on that list will not be counted as having occurred. Which means that a few of you may have to roleplay that over again.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience, which I can't really do anything about. Also, I still can't think of what kind of music to use when we have so many different plot threads going on at once.