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- Changed DOMAIN to DEMENSE - Improved Demense interactions - Altered NPC listings Signed-off-by: Nanashi Kokoro <nanashikokoro@gmail.com>
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BUSINESS Dist
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Accountant
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Barn swallow - Howard
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Antique store
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Russian Blue (cat) - Wallace
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Appliance store
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Corgi - Arden
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Attorney office
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Mole - Dan
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Barber shop
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Maine Coon - Lyna (F)
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Bike shop & store
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Impala - Akira
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Blacksmith
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Jackal - Marvin
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Bookstore Owner
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Bulldog - Warton
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Butcher
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Ox - Virgil
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Car salesman
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Weasel - Barry
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Candy store
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Shiba Inu - Kabir
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Car wash
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Seagull - Cooper
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Caterer
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Chamois (goat-antelope) - Dafne (F)
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Convenience Store
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Owner - Human - Shivani (F)
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Register - Golden retriever - Hikari (F)
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Copy store
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Grouse (bird) - Kooper
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Craft store
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Corgi - Ayana
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Daycare
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Terrier - Julius
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Butterfly - Guinevere (F)
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Department store
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Jaguar - Brennan
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Moose - Gerald
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Oppossum - Shea (F)
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Boxer - August
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Dry cleaner
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Budgerigar (bird) - Larry
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Enchanter
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Rook (bird) - April (F)
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Flea market
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Guanaco - Ryuuji
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Ostrich - Jamal
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Furniture store
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Zebra - Becker
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Polar bear - Coen
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Game store
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Beagle - Moriah (F)
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Garden store
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Axolotl - Venus (F)
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Groomer (pets)
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Persian - Aspen
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Gym
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Rhino - Clint
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Swan - Jada (F)
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Hardware store
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Bull - Ulrich
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Great Dane - Beck
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Wallaby - Spencer (F)
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Herbalist / Potions Store - 4 Geckos
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Tom
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Billy
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Sam
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Marshall
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Hotel
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Manager - Beaver - Jarvis
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Bellhop - Guineafowl - Rylan (F)
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Impound Lot
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Bulldog - Wallace
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Jewelry store
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Kingbird - Casey (F)
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Joke & novelty store
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Kinkajou - Kylee
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Landscaper
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Billy goat - Justin
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Tapir - Maddie
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Laundromat
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Guinea pig - Nazir
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Lawyer
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Locust - Aubriella (F)
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Liquor store
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Human - Darius
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Locksmith
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Cobra - Scarlette (F)
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Maid service
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Black cat - "Midnight"
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Mall
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Peafowl - Andrea (F)
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Persian cat - Maria (F)
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Cheetah - Dashiell
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Cricket - Violet (F)
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White lion - Kevin
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Mall food court
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Meerkat - Josh
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Pig - Parker
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Massage parlor
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Mandrill - Jair
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Mechanic
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Ball Python - Mikey
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Motorcycle shop
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German Shepherd - Arden (F)
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Music store
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Ibis - Ellen (F)
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Office supply
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Kite (bird) - Carter
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Pawn shop
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Lyrebird - Cedric
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Pet store
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Human - Caelum (child)
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Photographer
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Mink - Everett
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Rec Center
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Brown Bear - Frankie
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Repair center
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Okapi - Heathcliff
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Restaurants
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Breakfast - Skink - Siya (F)
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Meat - Black mamba - Weylan
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Coffee shop - Partridge - Avah (F)
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Juice bar - Wombat - Gary
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Bakery - Salamander - Zach
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Salon
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Ladybug - Madisyn (F)
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Spa
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Albatross - Rosalyn (F)
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Sporting Goods store
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Capybara - Torrence
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Storage warehouse
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Gorilla - Bode
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Hamster - Khalid
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Magpie - Harley (F)
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Prairie Dog - Marian
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Tailor
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Lapwing - Aubrie (F)
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Tattoo Parlor
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Nightingale - Dimitri
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Taxi
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Dispatcher - Human - Aubrie (F)
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Driver - Lark - Viola (F)
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Driver - Pheasant - Bastian
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Driver - Grasshopper - Alaric
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Thrift store
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Hummingbird - Agnes (F)
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Toy store
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Almiraj (horned rabbit) - Vida (F)
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Vehicle rental
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Donkey - Paisleigh (F)
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Weapons Store
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Doberman - Jerras
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Wedding store
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Sphinx Cat - Krocka
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ESSENTIALS DIST
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Banker
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Schnauzer - Garamond
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Bus Driver
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Day - Red Ant - Matt
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Night - Black Ant - Fritz
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Elementary - Termite - Ren
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Middle - Flea - Marcella (F)
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High - Mosquito - Kolter
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Clinic
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Badger - Casper
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Gazelle - Kanan
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Heron - Claudia (F)
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Boa Constrictor - Davion
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Doctor
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Dolphin - Tohru Beifong
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Nurse shark - Clara Dubois (F)
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Fire Department
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Desert Tortoise - Chief Mars
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Camel - Elijah
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Echidna - Aiden
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Fennec Fox - Floriana (F)
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Grocery Store
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Manager - Condor - Fergus
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Register - Turtle - Eustace
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Stocker - Ferret - Jack
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Homeowner's Association
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Sheep - Anais (F)
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Money printing Mint
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Gazelle - Blaise
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Newspaper (Diadem Daily)
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Editor-in-chief - Alligator - Ozias
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Photographer - Gopher - Stan
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Editor - Ibex - Carolyn (F)
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Printer - Cocker Spaniel - Koah
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Paper delivery - Wolverine - Denzel
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Nurse
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Elephant - Laverne (F)
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Scorpion - Kitia
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Jellyfish - Oleander
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Pharmacist
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Lynx - Terrence
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Physical Therapist
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Daddy Longlegs Spider - Ozran
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Post Office
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Alpaca - Micah
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Jackalope - Kaito
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Wolf - Coco (F)
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Repairman
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Electrical - Beaver - Gary
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Handyman - Beaver - Terry
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Phone line - Beaver - Harry
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Plumbing - Beaver - Barry
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Power line - Beaver - Carrie (F)
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Research & Development Lab
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Chameleon - Eleazar
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Schools
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Elementary
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Kindergarten - Badger - Mrs. Brown
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1st - Parrot - Mrs. Martinez
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4th - Mouse - Mrs. Greco
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5th - Chimpanzee - Mr. Thorne
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Cafeteria - Chicken - Mr. Larson
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Middle
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6th - Hyena - Mr. Kato
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7th - Human - Mrs. Rhodes
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8th - Pig - Mrs. Klein
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Cafeteria - Goat - Mr. Vanta
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High
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9th - Koala - Mr. Romano
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10th - Orca - Mr. Gallo
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11th - Squirrel - Mr. Gonzalez
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12th - Raven - Mr. Morrison
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Cafeteria - Chipmunk - Mr. Tanaka
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Trade school
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Agriculture - Aardvark - Ms. Johnson
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Architecture - Mantis - Mr. Yamamoto
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Nursing - Cottonmouth - Mr. Costa
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Plumbing - Platypus - Mr. Schmidt
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Welding - Toad - Mr. Murray
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College
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Dean - Human - Mr. Cross
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Accounting - Rabbit - Mr. Chambers
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Marketing - Copperhead - Mr. Khan
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Performing Arts - Siamese cat - Mr. Harrison
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Psychology - Human - Mr. Hoffman
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Thunder Force (Police Office)
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1st Com - Human - Jensen (F)
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2nd Com - Gila Monster - Valeos
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3rd Com - Panther (scar) - Harken
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Clerk - Cat - Binx (F)
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CAPITOL QUARTZ
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Town Hall
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King - Violet robin - Akarui
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King's Aide - Copper fox - Nash
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SPORTS ZONE
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Baseball
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Umpire - Kangaroo - Soren
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Maintainer - Iguana - Leif
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Basketball
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Referee - Mongoose - Theo
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Maintainer - Owl - Saskia (F)
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Football
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Referee - Coyote - Koa
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Maintainer - Bison - Cillian
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Hockey
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Referee - Antelope - Roman
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Maintainer - Penguin - Ivo
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M.M.A.
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Trainer - Hippo - Cruz
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Cleaner - Porcupine - Maeve (F)
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Soccer
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Referee - Armadillo - Xanthe (F)
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Maintainer - Bobcat - Dimitri
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Swimming
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Referee - Eagle - Gemma (F)
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Maintainer - Emu - Lucien
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Tennis
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Referee - Monitor lizard - Sylvie (F)
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Maintainer - King Cobra - Cosima (F)
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Track
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Referee - Leopard - Aaron
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Maintainer - Hawk - Soraya (F)
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Volleyball
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Referee - Pigeon - Yara (F)
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Maintainer - Vulture - Bruno
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TRASH ZONE
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Junkyard / Landfill / Burn pit
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Bassett Hound - Edmund
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Housefly - Beele
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Recycle/Compost
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Lobster - Jaylah (F)
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Waste-to-Energy facility
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Frog - Libby (F)
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ENTERTAINMENT JUNCTION
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Amusement Park
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Bumper Car - Puma - Fia (F)
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Carousel - Hognose Snake - Cormac
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Tilt-a-Whirl - Wombat - Bodhi
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Custodians
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Yak - Lorenzo
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Arcade
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Finch - Kiera (F)
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Auditorium
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Seal - Ingrid (F)
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Narwhal - Jericho
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Bar(tenders)
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Pine Marten - Koda
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Dove - Yuki (F)
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Bowling Alley
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Pomeranian - Taliyah (F)
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Casino
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Bartender - Squid - Eli
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Dealer - Hydra - Aislinn (F)
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Pitboss - Narwhal - Jericho
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Pitboss - Sea lion - Ingrid (F)
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Waitress - Crane - Yuki (F)
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Mini-Golf
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Duck - Ronnie
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Movie Theater
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Toucan - Kilian
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Night club
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Barkeep - Dragonfly - Liam
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Pool Hall
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Turkey - Tylan
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Public Pool
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Lifeguard - Whale - Kylie (F)
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Restaurants
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Buffet - Spider monkey - Paloma (F)
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Fine Dining - Lynx - Yevgenii
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Roller Rink
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Stingray - Grayson (F)
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Strip Club
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Dancer - Dugong - Marc
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Dancer - Moth - Kylee (F)
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Theater
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Black bear - Meli (F)
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Metalworker - Boar - Garsen
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Plantation worker - Yellowjacket - Culver
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Shop owner - Asp - Lana (F)
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Ukulele player - Bearded Dragon - Kyong
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Counter worker - Human - Caelum
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Frozen food stand owner - Pelican - Horace
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Shop Owner - Flamingo - Janice (F)
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GREEN
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Horse wrangler - Kitsune - Villi (F)
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Tea leaf stripper - Human - Caelum
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Fisherman - Otter - Gallon
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Shop Owner - Octopus - Klein
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VIOLET
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Baker - Sheep - Judith (F) (old)
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Cartrunner - Light brown cow - Montana
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PINK
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Fashion showrunner - Human - Caelum
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Craft room host - Bat - Jamir
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Shop Owner - Giraffe - Enid
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WHITE
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Jazz band
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Baritone Sax - Harp Seal - Piper
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Trumpet - Saint Bernard - Ramone
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Bass Guitar - Musk Ox - Zimri
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Piano - Human - Caelum
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Coat seller - Yeti - Bodhi
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Drink seller - Snow fox - Ouja
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Sleddog driver - Husky - Exile
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Whitaker's partner - Cat - Morana (F)
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Whitaker's partner - Cat - Morana (F)
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SILVER
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Courthouse Clerk - Garter Snake - Pamela (F)
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Thunder Force Sign-in Clerk - Leopard - Elizabeth (F)
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GRAY
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Sobbing woman - Red robin - Rowena (F)
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Choir boy - Human - Caelum
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BLACK
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Biggest complainer - Ram - LUCKY
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Cassius' assistant - Tarantula - Striker
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BROWN
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Shop owner - Koala - Bunji
|
||||
Mountain climber - Maned wolf - Jekhyra (F)
|
||||
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@ -1,167 +1,195 @@
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|||
This warbling gate is a golden ring with a pink magic wall, looking perfectly plain aside from some faint sparkles of white appearing randomly
|
||||
This warbling gate is a golden ring with a pink magic wall, looking perfectly plain aside from some faint sparkles of white appearing randomly
|
||||
|
||||
On the satellite:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/Sf4oFaelTr4?si=p631VDqPUIAulWLE
|
||||
|
||||
During the fashion show:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/GTrs4QNzGPc?si=NppldyIjVhngVdA4
|
||||
|
||||
## Upon exiting the PINK gate,
|
||||
you feel the strangest sensation of physical unbalance, as though everything is moving beneath you, not unlike the unsteady sensation of riding a boat that never goes down.
|
||||
|
||||
On the satellite:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/Sf4oFaelTr4?si=p631VDqPUIAulWLE
|
||||
(Do NOT tell them this until they figure it out for themselves)
|
||||
(Welcome to the **Satellite** demense!)
|
||||
(Be coy with the reveal, it is unique for a reason)
|
||||
|
||||
During the fashion show:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/GTrs4QNzGPc?si=NppldyIjVhngVdA4
|
||||
Once you get your bearings, you realize that (for the first time) the gate took you inside a building, but it's very plain and metallic. The leftmost and rightmost walls are wall-to-wall semi-reflective black, with several onlookers staring at them in amazement.
|
||||
|
||||
## Upon exiting the PINK gate,
|
||||
you feel the strangest sensation of physical unbalance, as though everything is moving beneath you, not unlike the unsteady sensation of riding a boat that never goes down.
|
||||
|
||||
(Do NOT tell them this until they figure it out for themselves)
|
||||
(Welcome to the **Satellite** demense!)
|
||||
(Be coy with the reveal, it is unique for a reason)
|
||||
|
||||
Once you get your bearings, you realize that (for the first time) the gate took you inside a building, but it's very plain and metallic. The leftmost and rightmost walls are wall-to-wall semi-reflective black, with several onlookers staring at them in amazement.
|
||||
|
||||
The wall straightahead is just gray metal with an array of doors with lines of people in front of them. The gate behind you is bound to an identical metal wall, minus the doors. Even the floor beneath you has an odd hollow thud to it despite the carpet paneling.
|
||||
|
||||
The center of the room is occupied by a large elevated stage with an extended walkway path, surrounded by about 50 chairs in an oval shape. A few chairs are occupied by well dressed attendees, writers, and photographers, all chatting with each other in excitement.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*STAGE / SEATS*
|
||||
A binturong woman with shoulder-length brown hair in a stunning blue dress & matching high heels with a gold nametag reading CELINA notices you, pulls out a pen & notepad, and approaches. "Hi there, Celina from Diadem Daily, care to stop for an interview?"
|
||||
|
||||
She will mostly ask generic questions regarding who you are, if you're native or immigrated, and how they're enjoying Diadem so far. Also, every answer you give, she writes down flawlessly without even looking at her notepad.
|
||||
|
||||
*ONCE THEY ANSWER*
|
||||
She scribbles the last question's information down the fastest. "Oookay, thank you for indulging me, but I get the feeling you have some questions for me as well?"
|
||||
|
||||
*DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
"Oh she'll be out here soon, she always 'graces her audiences with her presence' toward the tail end of her shows." She pauses and leans in a little. "Personally I think it's a little obnoxious, but..." She leans back out. "...she mostly does it to drum up applause for the models. Which they deserve."
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*BLACK WALLS*
|
||||
The people standing around these half-reflective walls are either chatting with each other quietly or staring at them with a weird look of quiet amazement.
|
||||
|
||||
*APPROACH SOMEONE*
|
||||
A young gopher man aims an old-fashioned camera in your direction, but pauses and lowers it. "Wait a sec, I recognize you... you're from the Marauder incident some time ago, right? Okay now I HAVE to take a photo!" Your group will be momentarily blinded from the bulb flash, and he will squee in excitement. "AWESOME! Once I get it printed, I'm gonna bring it to you guys to autograph!"
|
||||
|
||||
*DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
"She's here getting ready in the back, I got her photo when I came in. Gonna add that one to my personal collection, she is a stunning view." He pauses to turn to the wall before continuing. "Though gotta say... this view is a close second.
|
||||
|
||||
(INVESTIGATE Roll)
|
||||
- The walls are covered in glass panels, which is why they are reflective.
|
||||
- You spot several very tiny white dots in the distance, and they are faintly glittering.
|
||||
- Looking down, you spot one object in the distance, a rather large sphere. Msotly blue, but with some smaller spots of white, green, and brown. And it is MASSIVE.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*DOORS*
|
||||
The wall straightahead is just gray metal with an array of doors with lines of people in front of them. The gate behind you is bound to an identical metal wall, minus the doors. Even the floor beneath you has an odd hollow thud to it despite the carpet paneling.
|
||||
|
||||
The farthest left door is guarded by a pair of suit wearing gentlemen, clearly bodyguards.
|
||||
|
||||
The middle-left door has a large sign on it saying ZERO G ROOM, and has a small line of people in front of it, mostly children.
|
||||
|
||||
The middle-right door has a sign over it saying CRAFT ROOM, with a shorter line of mostly adults.
|
||||
|
||||
The farthest right door is an open doorway leading to another segment of the station, specifically some kind of on-site store.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *GUARDED ROOM*
|
||||
The two well dressed Doberman guards standing at about six foot seven with sunglasses on (because of course they do) stare at your group, arms crossed. They tell you straight out that noone is allowed in Miranda's private quarters without permission or an invitation, and they know you all have neither.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *ZERO G ROOM*
|
||||
Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you are met at the door by a teenage boy in an indigo hoodie, the hood drawn up and his pink nametag reading CAELUM. He tells you that entry into the room is only 10z for 5 minutes, and that covers your group of no more than six people.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY GO IN*
|
||||
The room is about 50 feet long, tall, and wide, the walls and ceiling lined with thin padding in a square grid formation. Once the door shuts behind you, you suddenly feel completely weightless.
|
||||
|
||||
The next five minutes are available to do whatever you like while behind these doors in a true zero gravity environment.
|
||||
|
||||
Once those five minutes are over, the gravity will slowly re-engage and lower your group to the ground, and the doors will open for you all to leave.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *CRAFT ROOM*
|
||||
Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you see it is literally just a massive crafting studio with a dozen tables worth of sewing machines and clothing racks all across the room, each one well maintained and with a unique clothing pattern schematic.
|
||||
|
||||
A bat in a black vest over a button front white shirt and black slacks, his pink nametag reading JAMIR, steps forward, acting like a tour guide.
|
||||
|
||||
He quickly explains (in a showy fashion) that THIS is the room where the magic happens, where all her clothes are hand crafted by herself and the volunteer students from Diadem College and Diadem Trade School.
|
||||
|
||||
He even shows a few mannequins with some incomplete design ideas, and says everyone is free to use any of the bolts of cloth and sewing machines if they want to try their hand at making something of their own. And, if Miranda sees it and likes it, she may either wear it herself or have it made for her stores, guaranteeing credit AND compensation for the idea and hard work.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *STORE*
|
||||
The store is more of a boutique loaded with what can only be YEARS worth of designer clothing, filled to the brim with every manner of shirt, skirt, top, one two & three piece outfit, multiple matching sets of shoes for each, magic rings in a pink hue, and tons of other accessories.
|
||||
|
||||
*BUYING*
|
||||
The register is ran by a seven foot antelope man in a black vest over a button front white shirt and black slacks with a pink nametag reading LEO.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*LATER*
|
||||
Several more people have shown up since you started walking around, mostly curious onlookers like you but in decent dressy clothing, but a few of them being fashionista types that you'd expect to see at a place like this.
|
||||
|
||||
The lights begin to dim around the room, except for over the stage in the center, which cuases everyone to scramble for a decent seat. A very young boy in an indigo hoodie with the hood pulled back, white shorts, short white hair, and a pink nametag reading CAELUM steps out on stage, microphone in hand.
|
||||
|
||||
He looks a little nervous speaking in front of an audience, but he steels himself after a moment and speaks very bravely into the mic. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending Madam Miranda's fashion show! We are here to show off the latest and greatest omni-seasonal line of clothing for year-round function AND fashion!"
|
||||
The center of the room is occupied by a large elevated stage with an extended walkway path, surrounded by about 50 chairs in an oval shape. A few chairs are occupied by well dressed attendees, writers, and photographers, all chatting with each other in excitement.
|
||||
|
||||
The 15 minute show, although awkward to anyone who has never attended one, goes off completely flawlessly. In sequence, you see models wearing:
|
||||
- Sporty summer clothing in muted colors being shown off by athletic students
|
||||
- Fall clothing in earthly toned colors shown off by theater students
|
||||
- Winter clothing being a split between straight black or solid white ensembles worn by poetry students
|
||||
- The spring line being all about weather resistant and vibrant ponchos & umbrellas with Easter color sweaters thrown in worn by cheerleaders
|
||||
- And, each piece individually has at least a tiny amount of pink somewhere in either the stitching, the trim, or at least the brand tag.
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
At the end of the fashion show, Caelum steps back on stage, looking much more confident now that he's been talking for so long. "Every item you saw will be available in the seasonal stores of Diadem Mall in two weeks! All of these pieces are handcrafted by the local students, based on designs made by the demense mistress and the hostess of the evening, Madam Miranda!"
|
||||
*STAGE / SEATS*
|
||||
A binturong woman with shoulder-length brown hair in a stunning blue dress & matching high heels with a gold nametag reading CELINA notices you, pulls out a pen & notepad, and approaches. "Hi there, Celina from Diadem Daily, care to stop for an interview?"
|
||||
|
||||
From the curtains steps a caramel brown feline in a black flowing gown trimmed in pink highlights with split sides, showing off her long stiletto boots. Her generous chest draws attention to her unusual neck plumage and well maintained dark brown wings upon her back, but that visual is immediately distracted by her predatory smile cloaked behind her dark brown beak and slitted amber eyes, her face perfectly framed by her rounded haircut and topped with a single pink flower in her hair. Miranda is a gryphoness, and a well endowed one at that.
|
||||
She will mostly ask generic questions regarding who you are, if you're native or immigrated, and how they're enjoying Diadem so far. Also, every answer you give, she writes down flawlessly without even looking at her notepad.
|
||||
|
||||
Caelum hands her the microphone. "Thank you all for coming out to see tonight's new line, my team put tremendous work into everything you see here, and the models did a marvelous job making it look DAMN good. As Caelum said, these pieces will be available in the Diadem Mall for purchase in 2 weeks, and anyone wanting early access can buy them in the on-ship store!" She tosses Caelum the microphone as everyone applauds, and she spreads her wings, hopping off the stage and gliding out beyond the audience.
|
||||
|
||||
Most of the audience has already stood up and made a MAD rush for the boutique to get their hands on the clothing early, and a few are either trying to talk to Miranda (especially the local paper) or are heading home (likely to prepare a budget for the clothes).
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY APPROACH*
|
||||
"Well hello there you pretty new faces~ I hope you all enjoyed the show as much as I did~" She will then proceed to shake hands with each of you, taking note of each of your features. In an almost uncomfortable way.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF ASK ABOUT REGALIA/CHALLENGE*
|
||||
"Oh you're a group of Regalia Hunters, even better than I had hoped~ I could use a little... stress relief~" She slowly walks around your group, eyeing each one of you like pieces of meat at a butcher's shop. "Maybe a little... one on one challenge?~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF NOONE VOLUNTEERS*
|
||||
When she finds someone she is interested in, she will purr lightly in their ear. "How about you?~"
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF DECLINED*
|
||||
"Hm.. that's a shame, I would've loved to get to know you... intimately~" She will step away and turn to face you all. "I can see you're all more interested in armed combat, but that isn't really my style. "She pauses for a moment looking all of you over, and a smile creeps across her face. "Tell you what. Give me skme time to clear the mess and make an appropriate stage? We can make a spectacle out of it for everyone to enjoy~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY AGREE*
|
||||
"Fantastic, and be sure to bring your absolute best, you hear me? This will be seen between all corners of Diadem!" She will laugh uproariously before walking away, grabbing both the security guards in front of the guarded doorway, and yank them into the room with her, locking the door loudly enough for even YOU to hear.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF ACCEPTED*
|
||||
She extends a hand out, palm up, waiting for you to place yours in hers. Once they do, she will grab their hand tight, pull them away from your group into her embrace, and make their face flop firmly between her tits. "This is gonna be fun~" She will then stomp her heel, and a bright pink flash will blind all of you for a moment, only to dissipate and leave Caelum in both their place.
|
||||
|
||||
You will also see several people freaking out as they claim they just moved a solid 50 feet from where they were, but Caelum steps up, microphone in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the confusion, but if you have been displaced, you will be perfectly fine! That is just the side effect of one of Madame Miranda's special powers! Just relocate back to your original groups and you will be fine!"
|
||||
|
||||
The audience calms down rather quickly hearing that, and Caelum turns back to your group. "Let me guess... Regalia Hunters, right?"
|
||||
|
||||
After they confirm, he will sigh and continue. "So Miranda has an... unusual hobby. She enjoys challenging people to a um... 'one on one match,' if you catch my drift. She should be in her private quarters right now, so if you want to wait..." He gestures toward the door where the security guards are standing outside of, and you can see a golden glow from the door.
|
||||
*ONCE THEY ANSWER*
|
||||
She scribbles the last question's information down the fastest. "Oookay, thank you for indulging me, but I get the feeling you have some questions for me as well?"
|
||||
|
||||
Upon approaching the door, you see you can't even physically touch the door itself as it is just behind a gold magic barrier. Meaning that, whatever is happening in there, your teammate is on their own.
|
||||
|
||||
*INSIDE THE ROOM*
|
||||
Miranda and that player will each be making various FIGHT, PHYSIQUE, and ATHLETICS rolls (over the span of fifteen in game minutes) until a best three out of five result is determined
|
||||
*DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
"Oh she'll be out here soon, she always 'graces her audiences with her presence' toward the tail end of her shows." She pauses and leans in a little. "Personally I think it's a little obnoxious, but..." She leans back out. "...she mostly does it to drum up applause for the models. Which they deserve."
|
||||
|
||||
Eventually, the barrier finally dissipates and the door clicks open, revealing her in only a flowing black robe trimmed in pink. She invites your group inside, and you immediately find your teammate lying in a heap on a large king size bed, completely naked but only barely covered by a blanket and several VERY telling lipstick stains and teeth marks all over their body.
|
||||
|
||||
The room itself is something straight out of an adult film. The bed is completely surrounded on all sides by wall mirrors on the top half revealing JUST how thorough she was with your teammate, and beyond that are ordinary looking cabinets and dressers, but partly open to reveal an IMMENSE wardrobe of clothing.
|
||||
|
||||
She closes the door behind you all, smiling knowingly and remarks, "Before you ask, it's not what it looks like... *it's so much better~*" She laughs proudly and offers them seats on the nearby couch before she genuinely talks to your group. "Well now that I got my cardio in, let's discuss the results, shall we?~"
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*When they ask what happened,*
|
||||
"Well to put it simply, my CHALLENGE was for them to.. satisfy me~" She licks her lips and reveals her fangs, giggling to herself.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
*BLACK WALLS*
|
||||
The people standing around these half-reflective walls are either chatting with each other quietly or staring at them with a weird look of quiet amazement.
|
||||
|
||||
*If they lost 2 out of 3,*
|
||||
"Sad to say, they tried their best, but I'm not easy to please, and I own it~ Now since I'm a bit "understandably exhausted" after the show and my workout, I don't think an actual fight today will work for me... how about we reschedule for a later date? I can give us a more appropriate stage, we could make an entire spectacle out of it, we could invite the whole of Diadem to come out and watch?~"
|
||||
*APPROACH SOMEONE*
|
||||
A young gopher man aims an old-fashioned camera in your direction, but pauses and lowers it. "Wait a sec, I recognize you... you're from the Marauder incident some time ago, right? Okay now I HAVE to take a photo!" Your group will be momentarily blinded from the bulb flash, and he will squee in excitement. "AWESOME! Once I get it printed, I'm gonna bring it to you guys to autograph!"
|
||||
|
||||
*DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
"She's here getting ready in the back, I got her photo when I came in. Gonna add that one to my personal collection, she is a stunning view." He pauses to turn to the wall before continuing. "Though gotta say... this view is a close second.
|
||||
|
||||
(INVESTIGATE Roll)
|
||||
- The walls are covered in glass panels, which is why they are reflective.
|
||||
- You spot several very tiny white dots in the distance, and they are faintly glittering.
|
||||
- Looking down, you spot one object in the distance, a rather large sphere. Msotly blue, but with some smaller spots of white, green, and brown. And it is MASSIVE.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*DOORS*
|
||||
|
||||
The farthest left door is guarded by a pair of suit wearing gentlemen, clearly bodyguards.
|
||||
|
||||
The middle-left door has a large sign on it saying ZERO G ROOM, and has a small line of people in front of it, mostly children.
|
||||
|
||||
The middle-right door has a sign over it saying CRAFT ROOM, with a shorter line of mostly adults.
|
||||
|
||||
The farthest right door is an open doorway leading to another segment of the station, specifically some kind of on-site store.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *GUARDED ROOM*
|
||||
The two well dressed Doberman guards standing at about six foot seven with sunglasses on (because of course they do) stare at your group, arms crossed. They tell you straight out that noone is allowed in Miranda's private quarters without permission or an invitation, and they know you all have neither.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *ZERO G ROOM*
|
||||
Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you are met at the door by a teenage boy in an indigo hoodie, the hood drawn up and his pink nametag reading CAELUM. He tells you that entry into the room is only 10z for 5 minutes, and that covers your group of no more than six people.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY GO IN*
|
||||
The room is about 50 feet long, tall, and wide, the walls and ceiling lined with thin padding in a square grid formation. Once the door shuts behind you, you suddenly feel completely weightless.
|
||||
|
||||
The next five minutes are available to do whatever you like while behind these doors in a true zero gravity environment.
|
||||
|
||||
Once those five minutes are over, the gravity will slowly re-engage and lower your group to the ground, and the doors will open for you all to leave.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *CRAFT ROOM*
|
||||
Once you wait in the line, which takes all of fifteen minutes, you see it is literally just a massive crafting studio with a dozen tables worth of sewing machines and clothing racks all across the room, each one well maintained and with a unique clothing pattern schematic.
|
||||
|
||||
A bat in a black vest over a button front white shirt and black slacks, his pink nametag reading JAMIR, steps forward, acting like a tour guide.
|
||||
|
||||
He quickly explains (in a showy fashion) that THIS is the room where the magic happens, where all her clothes are hand crafted by herself and the volunteer students from Diadem College and Diadem Trade School.
|
||||
|
||||
He even shows a few mannequins with some incomplete design ideas, and says everyone is free to use any of the bolts of cloth and sewing machines if they want to try their hand at making something of their own. And, if Miranda sees it and likes it, she may either wear it herself or have it made for her stores, guaranteeing credit AND compensation for the idea and hard work.
|
||||
|
||||
----- *STORE*
|
||||
The store is more of a boutique loaded with what can only be YEARS worth of designer clothing, filled to the brim with every manner of shirt, skirt, top, one two & three piece outfit, multiple matching sets of shoes for each, magic rings in a pink hue, and tons of other accessories.
|
||||
|
||||
*BUYING*
|
||||
The register is ran by a seven foot antelope man in a black vest over a button front white shirt and black slacks with a pink nametag reading LEO.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*LATER*
|
||||
Several more people have shown up since you started walking around, mostly curious onlookers like you but in decent dressy clothing, but a few of them being fashionista types that you'd expect to see at a place like this.
|
||||
|
||||
The lights begin to dim around the room, except for over the stage in the center, which cuases everyone to scramble for a decent seat. A very young boy in an indigo hoodie with the hood pulled back, white shorts, short white hair, and a pink nametag reading CAELUM steps out on stage, microphone in hand.
|
||||
|
||||
He looks a little nervous speaking in front of an audience, but he steels himself after a moment and speaks very bravely into the mic. "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending Madam Miranda's fashion show! We are here to show off the latest and greatest omni-seasonal line of clothing for year-round function AND fashion!"
|
||||
|
||||
The 15 minute show, although awkward to anyone who has never attended one, goes off completely flawlessly. In sequence, you see models wearing:
|
||||
- Sporty summer clothing in muted colors being shown off by athletic students
|
||||
- Fall clothing in earthly toned colors shown off by theater students
|
||||
- Winter clothing being a split between straight black or solid white ensembles worn by poetry students
|
||||
- The spring line being all about weather resistant and vibrant ponchos & umbrellas with Easter color sweaters thrown in worn by cheerleaders
|
||||
- And, each piece individually has at least a tiny amount of pink somewhere in either the stitching, the trim, or at least the brand tag.
|
||||
|
||||
At the end of the fashion show, Caelum steps back on stage, looking much more confident now that he's been talking for so long. "Every item you saw will be available in the seasonal stores of Diadem Mall in two weeks! All of these pieces are handcrafted by the local students, based on designs made by the demense mistress and the hostess of the evening, Madam Miranda!"
|
||||
|
||||
From the curtains steps a caramel brown feline in a black flowing gown trimmed in pink highlights with split sides, showing off her long stiletto boots. Her generous chest draws attention to her unusual neck plumage and well maintained dark brown wings upon her back, but that visual is immediately distracted by her predatory smile cloaked behind her dark brown beak and slitted amber eyes, her face perfectly framed by her elongated ears and rounded brown haircut, topped with a single pink flower. Miranda is a gryphoness, and a well endowed one at that.
|
||||
|
||||
Caelum hands her the microphone. "Thank you all for coming out to see tonight's new line, my team put tremendous work into everything you see here, and the models did a marvelous job making it look DAMN good. As Caelum said, these pieces will be available in the Diadem Mall for purchase in 2 weeks, and anyone wanting early access can buy them in the on-ship store!"
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
She tosses Caelum the microphone as everyone applauds, and she spreads her wings, hopping off the stage and gliding out beyond the audience.
|
||||
|
||||
*If they won 2 out of 3,*
|
||||
"And satisfy they did, that was better than any workout I've had in a long time~ And I work out in zero gravity AND ten times gravity~" She laughs proudly before reaching between her tits and pulling out a long coiled up whip, handing it to your group.
|
||||
Most of the audience stood up and made a MAD rush for the boutique to get their hands on the clothing early, and the rest are either trying to talk to Miranda (especially the local paper) or are heading home (likely to prepare a budget for the clothes).
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY APPROACH*
|
||||
Her attention will immediately shift to your group, as she drops the conversation with her current interviewer to strut up to your group. eyes glowing a light pink around the dark browns. "Well hello there, new faces~ I hope you all enjoyed the show as much as I did~"
|
||||
|
||||
"This is your prize, the Regalia known as Star Scourge. Take it with my blessing, treat it like the treasure it is, but come back anytime you like~ I do private shows on request~"
|
||||
She offers to shake hands with each of your group one at a time, and makes playfully flirtatious comments toward each of you. (She will literally flirt with anyone)
|
||||
|
||||
She will slowly strut around your group, eyeing each of you like pieces of meat for her next meal. "So... what can I do for you today?~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF ASK ABOUT REGALIA/CHALLENGE*
|
||||
"Oh you're a group of Regalia Hunters, even better than I had hoped~ I could use a little... stress relief~"
|
||||
|
||||
She extends a hand toward your group, smiling predatorily. "Normally I'd volunteer to take you all on at the same time, but I'm more in the mood for a little... one-on-one action, if anyone wants to volunteer?~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF NOONE VOLUNTEERS*
|
||||
(RAPPORT Roll) Her eyes will drift toward (highest roller) and she will lean in close, purring lightly in their ear. "How about you?~"
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF DECLINED*
|
||||
"Hm.. that's a shame, I would've loved to get to know you... intimately~" She will step away and turn to face you all. "All playfulness aside, I can see you're all more interested in earning my Regalia, amd I'm obliged to accept, but this is neither the time nor the place." She waves her hand at the messy end result of the recent show.
|
||||
|
||||
"Not to mention I am FAR from dressed for the occasion." She pauses for a moment looking all of you over, and a smile creeps across her face. "Tell you what. Give me some time to clear the mess and make an appropriate stage? We can make a spectacle out of it for everyone to enjoy~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY AGREE*
|
||||
"Fantastic, be sure to bring your absolute best, you hear me? This will be seen between all corners of Diadem!"
|
||||
|
||||
She will laugh uproariously before walking away, grabbing both the security guards in front of the guarded doorway, and yank them into the room with her, slamming the door loudly enough for even YOU to hear.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF ACCEPTED*
|
||||
Once (player) places their hand in her palm, she will grab their hand tight, pull them away from your group, and hold them to her tightly so THEIR face is half in her chest but she can still look them in the eyes.
|
||||
|
||||
"This is gonna be fun~" She will then stomp her heel, and a bright pink flash will blind all of you for a moment, only to dissipate and leave Caelum in both their place.
|
||||
|
||||
Several people are freaking out as they claim they just moved a solid 50 feet from where they were, but Caelum steps up, microphone in hand. "Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for the confusion, but if you have been displaced, you will be perfectly fine! That is just the side effect of one of Madame Miranda's special powers! Just relocate back to your original groups and you will be fine!"
|
||||
|
||||
The audience calms down rather quickly hearing that, and Caelum turns to your group with a mildly irritated look. "Let me guess... Regalia Hunters, right?"
|
||||
|
||||
After they confirm, he will sigh and continue. "So Miranda has an... unusual hobby. She enjoys challenging people to a um... 'one on one match,' if you catch my drift. She should be in her private quarters right now, so..." He gestures toward the door where the security guards are standing outside of, and you can see a golden glow from the door.
|
||||
|
||||
Upon approaching the door, you see you can't even physically touch the door itself as it is just behind a golden magic barrier. Meaning that, whatever is happening in there, your teammate is on their own.
|
||||
|
||||
*INSIDE THE ROOM*
|
||||
Miranda and that player will each be making various FIGHT, PHYSIQUE, and ATHLETICS rolls (over the span of fifteen in game minutes) until a best two out of three result is determined
|
||||
|
||||
Eventually, the barrier finally dissipates and the door clicks unlocked. Miranda opens the door, grinning ear to ear, and VERY obviously only wearing a long fluffy pink robe. "Come in, come in~"
|
||||
|
||||
Your teammate is lying on a large king size bed, completely naked but only barely covered by a blanket and several VERY telling bite marks all over their body.
|
||||
|
||||
The room itself is something straight out of an adult film. The bed is completely surrounded on all sides by wall mirrors on the top half revealing JUST how thorough she was with your teammate, and beyond that are ordinary looking cabinets and dressers, but partly open to reveal an IMMENSE wardrobe of clothing.
|
||||
|
||||
She closes the door behind you all, smiling knowingly and remarks, "Before you ask, it's not what it looks like... *it's so much better~*"
|
||||
|
||||
She laughs proudly and offers them seats on the nearby couch before she genuinely talks to your group. "Well now that I got my cardio in, let's discuss the results, shall we?~"
|
||||
|
||||
*When they ask what happened,*
|
||||
"Well to put it simply, my CHALLENGE was for them to.. satisfy me~" She licks her beak, giggling to herself.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*If they lost 2 out of 3,*
|
||||
"Sad to say, they tried their best, but I'm not easy to please, and I own it~
|
||||
|
||||
"Now since I'm a bit 'understandably exhausted' after the show and my workout, I don't think an actual fight today will work for me..."
|
||||
|
||||
"Tell you what. Give me a few days to clean up the mess, and I'll build us a true arena, a battleground worthy of a fight between all of us~ Does that sound good?~"
|
||||
|
||||
*IF YES*
|
||||
"Fantastic, then check your mail for a letter coming soon. And um.. you might want to get your friend some water, he's a little dehydrated~"
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*If they won 2 out of 3,*
|
||||
"And satisfy they did! I should apologize though, I exercise daily in zero gravity AND ten times gravity, so I may have been a little... rough?~"
|
||||
|
||||
She laughs proudly before reaching into the front of her robe and pulling out a long coiled up whip lightly radiating pink energy, handing it to your group. "This is your prize, the Regalia known as Star Scourge. Take it with my blessing, treat it like the treasure it is~"
|
||||
|
||||
*THEY TAKE IT*
|
||||
"Feel free to come back anytime, I do private shows on request~"
|
||||
|
|
@ -160,10 +160,10 @@ The woman quickly nods, eyes wide as dinner plates, before she is suddenly relea
|
|||
He walks back to your group, and cracks his neck VERY loudly. "Well I feel better.. now where were we?"
|
||||
|
||||
*REGALIA*
|
||||
"Fucking seriously?! URGH... Okay, I'm gonna go nice an' slow. See this sword? This is a Regalia. It's my symbol of rule in this demense. Ev'ry Demense Masta's got one, an' ev'ry fucker wants it."
|
||||
"Fucking seriously?! URGH... Okay, I'm gonna go nice an' slow. See this sword? This is a Regalia. It's my symbol of rule in this demense. Ev'ry Demense Masta's got one, an' ev'ry fucker wants it. But you gotta earn it by CHALLENGIN' th' current Holder."
|
||||
|
||||
*GOLDEN CIRCLE*
|
||||
"THAT was a CHALLENGE ring. Anyone holdin' a Regalia can either issue or receive a CHALLENGE, an' any legit Holder will make one o' those circles. Once it goes up, you either win, lose, surrender, or DIE. Otherwise, Noone goes in, Noone goes out."
|
||||
"THAT was a CHALLENGE ring. Anyone holdin' a Regalia makes or receive a CHALLENGE, any legit Holder will make one o' those circle. Rules are, once it goes up, you either win, lose, surrender, or DIE. Otherwise, Noone goes in, Noone goes out."
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY WANT TO FIGHT*
|
||||
"Well tough titties, I ain't doin' that shit today. I just worked through my break. Besides, you pissants almost melted unda th' heat o' the lava pool. Come back when you got actual muscle on yer bones an' MAYBE I'll give you a shot."
|
||||
|
|
|
|||
|
|
@ -1,132 +1,192 @@
|
|||
This warbling gate is a golden ring with a white magic wall, looking like a slow falling of snowflakes
|
||||
This gate is a golden ring with a white magic wall, looking like a slow falling of snowflakes
|
||||
|
||||
In the snow:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/Tkn3YVh4wu8?si=8Ackzr_TD9qwpX49
|
||||
|
||||
On the snowball field:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/qD2ahwiPRBk?si=sMQ2yPCv_X6BI5tr
|
||||
|
||||
## Upon exiting the WHITE gate,
|
||||
You are immediately struck with a wave of cold and the sound of crunching as you step into ankle-deep snow, and the sight of a pure field of white stretches as far as the eye can see.
|
||||
|
||||
Welcome to the **Tundra** demense!
|
||||
|
||||
(Dont penalize the players for not having warm clothes, just make them experience cold-like symptoms. The second time they step out, THEN start penalizing them with either HP damage or the FROZEN status effect, or anything else you deem appropriate)
|
||||
|
||||
You're not alone though, there are dozens of other people here enjoying the winter time as well.
|
||||
|
||||
- There are several adults and kids alike sledding down the long inclines to the left
|
||||
- A small group of adults are slowly building a MASSIVE igloo on the right
|
||||
- Several children have grouped off in the center and set up base walls for a surprisingly well coordinated snowball fight
|
||||
- In the distance you see a few couples wearing ice skates, dancing across a frozen river of ice like it was nothing
|
||||
|
||||
(Everyone they talk to is bundled up so thickly in winter clothing that you can't tell who or what they are, but everyone you ask questions to will give basic generic answers)
|
||||
(If they ask about the DM/REGALIA, the response will be "The Demense Master tends to keep away from public eye, not really sure why.")
|
||||
|
||||
(NOTICE ROLL)
|
||||
You hear whip cracking noises, followed by the sound of a man with a thick accent yelling MUSH! MUSH! coming from your immediate right. Pulling in and stopping right behind your group is a good old fashioned dozen-dog snowdog sled, which is pulling a second sled with multiple smaller seats behind it.
|
||||
|
||||
The sled driver steps off, a rather large man under a thick tan winter coat with the hood pulled up,his white nametag reading EXILE. He pulls back the hood to reveal his face so he can speak, and he is a blue and white husky man who speaks with a thick Russian accent. "Hello comrades! You are new of the faces in this demense! Are you in need of guide dog perhaps? Ha ha!"
|
||||
|
||||
In the snow:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/Tkn3YVh4wu8?si=8Ackzr_TD9qwpX49
|
||||
*ASKS ABOUT DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
He will shake his head. "I am sorry, I have not seen ice Master in some time, tends to be secluded. But I know where house is! Come, Exile escort you to cabin. Get you warm, get you dry, then get you to ice Master house, yes? All for small cost of 5z each!"
|
||||
|
||||
You only now notice he is piloting a snow taxi service with his double sled. (And if you're concerned about the weight, the average snow dog can pull 100 pounds each, so six bodies is right at its comfort threshold)
|
||||
|
||||
On the snowball field:
|
||||
https://youtu.be/qD2ahwiPRBk?si=sMQ2yPCv_X6BI5tr
|
||||
*IF THEY ACCEPT*
|
||||
He collects his payment, gets everyone seated, re-grabs the reigns, and all the dogs start pulling & running along the side of the frozen River at a brisk pace.
|
||||
|
||||
## Upon exiting the WHITE gate,
|
||||
You are immediately struck with a wave of cold and the sound of crunching as you step into ankle-deep snow, and the sight of a pure field of white full of happy people frolicking about, followed by a perfectly frozen river
|
||||
A few minutes later, you see a thick pillar of smoke in the distance coming from a VERY large wooden cabin, big enough to easily hold a hundred people comfortably.
|
||||
|
||||
Exile's sled pulls in front of the building, and he detaches the dogs from the sled, guiding them to a nearby corral with a fenced in fire pit. "Okay, halfway there! We take break, warm up, get snacks, 'maybe get better clothing?'" He's jabbing you for coming here so underdressed.
|
||||
|
||||
He walks with you to the entrance, opens the tall oak door to a second set kf doors just inside with a sign saying "CLOSE DOOR BEHIND YOU BEFORE OPENING." The doors behind you have the same sign.
|
||||
|
||||
Upon opening the second door, you are immediately struck by the warmth of the inside, the soft sounds of winter style jazz, and the warm scents of burning hickory wood & hot cocoa.
|
||||
|
||||
Welcome to the **Tundra** demense!
|
||||
The massive one room building is mostly centered around a colossal roaring fire, contained inside a black metal cage leading up to a metal pipe leading through the ceiling. Surrounding it are several rounded rows of seats, and in the back corners farthest from the door is a pair of kiosks, the left one having a longer line than the right. Right between them is a slightly elevated stage with a live jazz band of four people.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
- There are several adults and kids alike sledding down the large and long inclines off to the left
|
||||
- Several children have grouped off in the center and set up walls for a surprisingly well coordinated snowball fight
|
||||
- A small group of adults have taken it upon themselves to start carving and crafting a MASSIVE igloo on the right
|
||||
- In the distance you see a few couples wearing ice skates, dancing across the ice like it was nothing
|
||||
*SEATING*
|
||||
The seats are all thickly woven cushions built into a wooden rounded frame surrounding the giant pitfire in the middle, designed to act like massive warm couches. The seats AND the wood are all warm to the touch, and some have spaces in between large enough to place your drinks.
|
||||
|
||||
*NOTICE ROLL*
|
||||
You hear whip cracking noises, followed by the sound of a man with a thick accent yelling MUSH! MUSH! coming from your immediate right. Pulling in and stopping right behind your group is a good old fashioned snowdog sled, pulled by a team of twelve dogs (most of which are huskies) and with a white and icy blue husky man in a thick tan winter coat holding the reigns, his white nametag reading EXILE.
|
||||
|
||||
He speaks with a thick Russian accent. "Hello comrades! You are new of the faces in this demense! Are you in need of guide dog perhaps? Ha ha!"
|
||||
|
||||
*ASKS ABOUT DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
He will shake his head. "I am sorry, I have not seen ice Master in some time, tends to be secluded. But I know where house is! Come, Exile escort you to safe house. Get you warm, get you dry, then get you to ice Master house, yes? All for small cost of 5z each!" You only now notice he is piloting a snow taxi service with his double sled.
|
||||
|
||||
Once everyone boards, he cracks the reigns and all the dogs start pulling and running along the side of the frozen body of water, which takes several minutes.
|
||||
|
||||
(NOTICE ROLL) You spot a smoke pillar far in the distance, coming from a VERY large wooden cabin, big enough to easily hold a hundred people over. Exile's sled pulls in front of the building, and he detaches the dogs from the sled, guiding them to a nearby corral with a fenced in fire pit.
|
||||
|
||||
"Okay, halfway there! We take break, warm up, get snacks, maybe get better clothing?" He points out how obviously underdressed you all are. He walks with you to the entrance, opens the pure wood door, and you are immediately struck by the strong, warm scent of burning wood and hot chocolate.
|
||||
|
||||
The first thing you see is a large fenced in bonfire in the middle of the one-room super cabin, surrounded by multiple rows of seats
|
||||
|
||||
There is a kiosk in the back left corner with a short line of people, most of then walking away with hot drinks in glass mugs.
|
||||
|
||||
There is a second kiosk in the back right corner taking and giving out heavy winter coats
|
||||
|
||||
*SEATING*
|
||||
The seats are all thickly woven cushions built into a wooden rounded frame surrounding the giant pitfire in the middle, designed to act like massive warm couches. The seats AND the wood are all warm to the touch, and some have spaces in between large enough to place your drinks.
|
||||
|
||||
*LEFT KIOSK*
|
||||
A white fox in a black vest is running the kiosk expertly, casually strolling between two different hit drink machines pouring either coffee or cocoa and adding a myriad of goodies in each one. He smiles to your group when your turn comes up, his white nametag reading OUJA. The overhead menu shows he is selling multiple varieties of hot chocolate & coffee.
|
||||
|
||||
*RIGHT KIOSK*
|
||||
An eight foot creature you can only describe as a white-haired ape-bear in a black vest is running the other kiosk, which you more clearly see is selling coats, hats, sleds, gloves, magic rings in a white hue, and rentals for winter sports gear like snowboards. He flashes your party a toothy grin when you approach, his white nametag reading BODHI.
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*AFTER EVERYONE GEARS UP*
|
||||
Exile approaches and sighs happily, patting his stomach. "Nothing like warm cocoa on cold winter day, yes?" He pauses and walks closer to one of the massive windows, before continuing, "Is time to go, Ice Master is home today."
|
||||
*LEFT KIOSK*
|
||||
A white fox man with silver hair tied back in a clean ponytail in a white dress shirt, black vest, and white nametag reading OUJA is running the kiosk expertly, casually strolling between two different hot drink machines.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ASK HOW HE KNOWS*
|
||||
He will point out the window, and you will see a clear view to one particular spot in the distance where the snow is falling VERY hard in this otherwise barely flurrying area. "Where ice Master goes, surely it snows. Is a uh.. defense mechanism, keeps people from getting TOO close."
|
||||
He quickly hands off two cups of cocoa and a plate of fresh cookies to those in front of you, and smiles to your group when your turn comes up. The overhead menu shows he is selling multiple varieties of hot chocolate, coffee, fresh baked goods, and even meat treats like jerky. "What can I get for you?"
|
||||
|
||||
He will lead your group back outside and re-hitch the dogs to the sled, before cracking the reigns and taking everyone to the thick pillar of snowfall. It takes a few minutes, but he eventually stops at the top of a snow embankment at about a 45 degree angle leading into a small flat valley from a good 50 foot drop, the perfect height and angle for a quick sled ride.
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*RIGHT KIOSK*
|
||||
An eight foot creature you can only describe as a white-haired ape-bear with slicked back black hair in a white shirt, black vest, and a white nametag reading BODHI is running this kiosk, trading coin for heavy snow equipment singlehandedly.
|
||||
|
||||
"This is far as I go comrades, Ice Master house is on opposite end of valley. This path only way in or out. Thank you for patronage!" He rides off, leaving your group in front of the inclined embankment as the snowfall in front of you thickens.
|
||||
He trades a small bag of coin for a snowboard to those in front of you, and flashes you a toothy grin when your turn comes up. The menu in front of the stand shows he is selling coats, hats, small sleds, gloves, magic rings in a white hue, and rentals for winter sports gear like snowboards and family size sleds. "HOW ME HELP YOU?"
|
||||
|
||||
WHOEVER SLIDES DOWN THE EMBANKMENT, they land right in front of a group of a dozen snowmen. (NOTICE ROLL) And they are all facing the same direction: the center.
|
||||
|
||||
*Once any of them approach the center,* (ATHLETICS ROLL) one of you is suddenly STRUCK in the back of the head by a solid impact of cold before a shrill voice pops out from an angle they aren't looking at, screaming ATTAAAAACK!!! Suddenly every snowman head explodes open, and all party members are struck by ten attacks each, to which there is NO save, and will all do a collective of... zero damage. *Because they were pelted with snowballs. Thrown by a gang of small children.*
|
||||
|
||||
After the initial excitement, all the children suddenly seem dejected and a little upset. One little brown bear girl in a pink coat approaches, pouting a little. "I'm sowwy, we tawt you was someone else.."
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ASK*
|
||||
She will point to a house in the distance, surrounded by the thickest blanket of snowfall compared to the surrounding area. "The nice person pways with us aww the time, so we wanted to do a supwise." She sniffles a bit as she heads back over to the snowmen and her friends.
|
||||
|
||||
After a few minutes of walking, you spot a pair of people in the distance, chatting away as if everything was right with the world. One is a tall dark cat woman whom looks SURPRISINGLY underdressed to be in the snow, covered in a spacious and open red robe-like dress trimmed in thick white. The other is a deer about a foot shorter than her if you don't include the antlers, in warmer clothing of a black sweater stopping above the knee and thick black boots stopping just below the knee.
|
||||
|
||||
They spot you approaching, the deer hiding behind the taller cat woman while she smiles warmly, arms crossed. "Well hello there, new faces! How can we help you?"
|
||||
|
||||
Upon asking about the DM, she laughs a bit proudly. "Well if it's the demense Master you're after, them look no further~" She giggles to herself before continuing, "My name is Morana, and this is..." She turns behind herself to see the deer has disappeared, replaced by a rather large chunk of snow. "..the best disappearing act you never saw!"
|
||||
|
||||
She looks around for a moment, then suddenly points to a nearby tree and launches an ice spike at one of the high branches, causing a pile of snow to fall from it, as well as the very deer that disappeared. "There's the little darling~" She waltzes over and grabs the deer, leading to a shoulder carry, before looking back at your group. "Let's get out of the cold and chat, shall we?"
|
||||
|
||||
Morana sits back in a chair inside their shared home, smiling quietly as she pets the deer between the antlers, no differently than if he were a pet. "Now that THAT is settled, let's try again... My name is Morana, and this is Whitaker, the demense Master~"
|
||||
*JAZZ BAND*
|
||||
The group between the kiosks don't look entirely like professionals, but they clearly enjoy what they do and really bring the atmosphere. All of them ARE wearing identical outfits of deep blue pants & sports coats over white button front shirts and sunglasses.
|
||||
- On Baritone Sax is a pretty young Harp Seal woman with brown baided hair, her white nametag reading PIPER
|
||||
- On Trumpet is a heavy Saint Bernard man in a deep blue fedora, his white nametag reading RAMONE
|
||||
- On Bass Guitar is a surprisingly slim Musk Ox man in a deep blue fedora, his white nametag reading ZIMRI
|
||||
- On Piano is a young human boy with visible white hair under an Indigo fedora, his white nametag reading CAELUM.
|
||||
|
||||
*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
Whitaker whimpers a little, hanging his head in shame, as Morana reaches down to pet him again. "Please forgive him, he had his Regalia stolen a few weeks ago. He was overseeing a snowball fight, the Marauders came in and started harassing the children. He gave it to them so they would leave the kids alone. Didn't even challenge him for it, just... took it. So whoever has it has what amounts to an unbreakable white shortsword."
|
||||
*APPROACH*
|
||||
You can't really tell if anyone pays attention to you behind the sunglasses, until the song ends and everyone in the building gives the jazz band some well-earned applause. The Saint Bernard on bass guitar announces in a gravely voice they're going on a five minute break. Caelum on piano picks up a small lizard and puts it on the top of his fedora, turning to walk away before he notices your group. "Uh.. what're you guys doing here..?"
|
||||
|
||||
*DM/REGALIA*
|
||||
"Uhm.. haven't seen the Demense Master today, but I haven't been looking. I came here cuz I.. kinda.. like playing piano." He excuses himself to go wait in the food line, petting his little lizard on top of its head the whole way.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
Exile approaches and sighs happily, patting his stomach. "Ahh... Nothing like warm cocoa on cold winter day, yes?"
|
||||
|
||||
He pauses and walks closer to one of the massive windows, and his demeanor becomes a bit more serious. "Is time to go, Ice Master is home today."
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ASK HOW HE KNOWS*
|
||||
He will point out the window, and you will see a clear view to one particular spot in the distance where the snow is falling VERY hard in this otherwise barely flurrying area. "Where ice Master goes, surely it snows. Is a uh.. bad habit, keeps people away."
|
||||
|
||||
He will lead your group back outside and re-hitch the dogs to the sled, before cracking the reigns and taking everyone to the thick pillar of snowfall. It takes a few minutes, but he eventually stops at the top of a snow embankment at about a 45 degree angle leading into a small flat valley from a good 50 foot drop, the perfect height and angle for a quick sled ride.
|
||||
|
||||
"This is far as I go comrades, Ice Master house is on opposite end of valley. This path only way in or out. Thank you for patronage!" He rides off, leaving your group in front of the inclined embankment as the snowfall in front of you thickens.
|
||||
|
||||
WHOEVER SLIDES DOWN THE EMBANKMENT, they land right in front of a group of a dozen snowmen. And they are all facing the same direction: the center.
|
||||
|
||||
*APPROACH THE CENTER*
|
||||
(ATHLETICS Roll) (Lowest roller) is suddenly STRUCK in the back of the head by a solid impact of cold before a shrill voice pops out from an angle you aren't looking at, screaming ATTAAAAACK!!! Suddenly every snowman head explodes open, and all party members are struck by ten attacks each, to which there is unfortunately NO save, and will all do a collective of... zero damage each.
|
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*Because they were pelted with snowballs. Thrown by a gang of small children.*
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After the initial excitement, all the children suddenly become dejected and a little upset. One little brown bear girl in a pink coat approaches, pouting a little. "I'm sowwy, we tawt you was someone else.."
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*IF THEY ASK*
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She will point to a house in the distance, surrounded by the thickest blanket of snowfall compared to the surrounding area. "The nice people pway with us aww the time, so we wanted to do a supwise." She sniffles a bit as she heads back over to the snowmen and her friends.
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After a few minutes of walking, you spot a pair of people in the distance, chatting away as if everything was right with the world. One is a tall dark cat woman whom looks SURPRISINGLY underdressed to be in the snow, covered in a spacious and open red robe-like dress trimmed in thick white. The other is a deer about a foot shorter than her if you don't include the antlers, in warmer clothing of a black sweater stopping above the knee and thick black boots stopping just below the knee.
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They spot you approaching, the deer hiding behind the taller cat woman while she smiles warmly, arms crossed. "Well hello there, new faces! How can we help you?"
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*DM/REGALIA*
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"Well if it's the Demense Master you're after, them look no further!" She giggles to herself before continuing, "My name is Morana, and this is..." She turns behind herself to see the deer has disappeared, replaced by a rather large chunk of snow. "..the best disappearing act you never saw!"
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She looks around for a moment, then points to a nearby tree and launches an ice spike at one of the high branches, causing a pile of snow to fall from it, as well as the very deer that disappeared a moment later. "There's the little darling~" She waltzes over and grabs the deer, carrying him over her shoulder, before looking back at your group. "Let's get out of the cold and chat, shall we?"
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Morana sits back in a chair inside their shared home, smiling quietly as she pets the deer between the antlers, no differently than if he were a pet. "Now, let's try again... My name is Morana, and this is Whitaker, the Demense Master~"
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*ASK ABOUT DM/REGALIA*
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Whitaker whimpers a little, hanging his head in shame, as Morana reaches down to pet him again. "Please forgive him, he's very upset with himself. He had his Regalia stolen a few weeks ago by the Marauders. He was overseeing a snowball fight, the Marauders started harassing the children."
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"He tried to stand up for them, but the Marauders did a whole hostage thing. Tod him to trade his Regalia for their safety, and he agreed. So whoever has it has what amounts to an unbreakable white shortsword."
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(CONTACTS ROLL) You remember seeing a sword matching that description in the hands of a Marauder when you came here on your first day.
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"This isn't an isolated incident either, he has been through a tremendous amount of hurt." She smiles down at him as he curls up against her, sadness in his eyes. "He's traumatized from years of abuse. It's turned into full anthropophobia."
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"I found him sneaking into my home one night, beat up and hungry... I sat him down and made him a warm meal, and the rest is history. You can imagine my surprise when I found out this adorable little man ruled the demense of Ice." He actually hides his face in his sleeved hands.
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"After the exchange, they DID let the kids go, but then they ganged up on him when he couldn't properly defend himself. This is just the latest in a long line of targeted abuse, and it started LONG before I came around. It's basically what caused us to meet."
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"Given his disposition, when social things come up, I work on his behalf unless some--" She is suddenly interrupted by the same little bear girl barging into the house, making excited noises and grabbing Whitaker's hand, pulling him toward the door and outside. You could swear you saw a smile cross his face when the kid grabbed his hand.
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"I found him sneaking into my home one night, beat up and hungry... I sat him down and made him a warm meal, and the rest is history. Took a while before he learned to trust me. You can imagine my surprise when I found out this adorable little man ruled the demense of Ice." He actually hides his face in his sleeved hands.
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The door shuts, and Morana continues, "...unless something like that happens." She waltzes over to the window and invites your group in to watch as he gets boobytrapped by the same children hidden in the snowmen, but he bursts into laughter when it happens, before playfully starting a snowball fight with all of them.
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"It's hard to explain, but when people are abused near constantly by everyone they meet, it can lead to PTSD and Anthrophobia. So, given his disposition, when social things come up, I work on his behalf unless some--"
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She is suddenly interrupted by the same little bear girl from before, barging into the house, making excited noises and grabbing Whitaker's hand, pulling him toward the door and outside. You could swear you saw a smile cross his face when the kid grabbed his hand.
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The door shuts, and Morana continues, "...unless something like that happens." She waltzes over to the window and invites your group in to watch as he gets boobytrapped by the same children hidden in the snowmen, but he bursts into laughter when it happens, before playfully starting a snowball fight with all of them.
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"The little darling is afraid of everyone and everything... except for children. It's the one time he lets his guard down, because before he met me, the local children helped him by bringing him food, toys, and warm clothes. It might be the only reason he will ever be a good demense Master." She sighed a bit before continuing, "Sadly it didn't do much for him when he was King..."
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*IF THEY ASK ABOUT KING*
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She smiles at your group knowingly. "Oh, you were never told, were you? All the demense Masters were Kings, in a sense.. a fun little bit of trivia about Diadem's history I picked up while moonlighting as a college teacher. Tell me, which of the demense Masters have you met so far?"
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Aodaghan the King of Rage, believing in hard work. He helped construct the whole town, and expects commitment to labor.
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Conroy the Curious King, believing in knowledge. He maintained the town's history, as best he can & could.
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Zahir the King of Joy, believing in happiness. He believed the peoples' smiles was paramount above all.
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Corentin the Calm King, believing in serenity. He was devout in the stillness of mind and flexibility of form.
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Dorrin the King of Sorrow, believing in patience. He encouraged unwavering stoicism, even behind an ocean of tears.
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Arledge the Kindest King, believing in generosity. He desired a bountiful harvest and longevity of life for all.
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Miranda the Intimate Queen, believing in relationships. Physical or emotional, she wished for everyone to find closeness.
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Fulmo the King of Judgment, believing in the Law. He was adamant about enforcing strict yet fair policy for basic society.
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Thanatos the King of Despair, believing in ceremony. He valued the life and memory of everyone that ever came.
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"The little darling is afraid of everyone and everything... except for children. It's the one time he lets his guard down, because before he met me, the local children were helping him. And given how many children frequent here, it might be the only reason he will ever be a good demense Master." She sighed a bit before continuing, "Sadly it didn't do much for him when he was King either..."
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*IF THEY ASK ABOUT KING*
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She smiles at your group knowingly. "Oh, you were never told, were you? All the demense Masters were Kings, in a sense.. a fun little bit of trivia about Diadem's history I picked up while moonlighting as a college teacher. Tell me, which of the demense Masters have you met so far?"
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Aodaghan the King of Rage, believing in hard work. He helped construct the whole town, and expects commitment to labor.
|
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Conroy the Curious King, believing in knowledge. He maintained the town's history, as best he can & could.
|
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Zahir the King of Joy, believing in happiness. He believed the peoples' smiles was paramount above all.
|
||||
Corentin the Calm King, believing in serenity. He was devout in the stillness of mind and flexibility of form.
|
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Dorrin the King of Sorrow, believing in patience. He encouraged unwavering stoicism, even behind an ocean of tears.
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Arledge the Kindest King, believing in generosity. He desired a bountiful harvest and longevity of life for all.
|
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Miranda the Intimate Queen, believing in relationships. Physical or emotional, she wished for everyone to find closeness.
|
||||
Fulmo the King of Judgment, believing in the Law. He was adamant about enforcing strict yet fair policy for basic society.
|
||||
Thanatos the King of Despair, believing in ceremony. He valued the life and memory of everyone that ever came.
|
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Cassius the Silent King, believing in solidarity. He... just wanted to be left alone.
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Tlaloc the King of Hope, believing in strength. Dopey as he may seem, he embodies the idea that a rock-solid mind and body always wins. He just has issues articulating it. (She circles her mouth with her finger)
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"And Whitaker the... Timid King. He tried so hard to be a king that advocated for those that couldn't speak for themselves. Even after they treated him horribly. Tormented him. Hurt him. Destroyed his confidence in himself."
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"The only ones that didn't were the children. They adored him so much, partly because he's cute as a button, partly because he actually cared about them. So he plays with them, cares for them, does whatever he can for them." She sighed a bit and watched him from behind the window with a smile.
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"And Whitaker the... Timid King. He tried so hard to be a king that advocated for those that couldn't speak for themselves. Even after they treated him horribly. Tormented him. Hurt him. Destroyed his confidence in himself."
|
||||
*IF THEY WANNA HELP*
|
||||
"If you mean his Regalia, there won't be much you can do, unless you can find it and return it. But if you mean helping HIM..." She muses for a moment as she watches the children build more snowmen with his help. "..are any of you good at building things? Because I bet if you were to go out and make things in the snow for the kids..."
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||||
"The only ones that didn't were the children. They adored him so much, partly because he's cute as a button, partly because he actually cared about them. So he plays with them, cares for them, does whatever he can for them." She sighed a bit and watched him from behind the window with a smile.
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY WANNA HELP*
|
||||
"If you mean his Regalia, there won't be much you can do, unless you can find it and return it. But if you mean helping HIM..." She muses for a moment as she watches the children build more snowmen with his help. "..are any of you good at building things? Because I bet if you were to go out and make things in the snow for the kids..."
|
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The players can earn his trust by playing in the snow with Whitaker and the children
|
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- FIGHT/STEALTH for snowball fights
|
||||
- CRAFT/RESOURCES for snowmen and igloos
|
||||
- EMPATHY/RAPPORT after each activity to earn trust
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
The players can earn his trust by playing in the snow with Whitaker and the children
|
||||
- FIGHT/STEALTH for snowball fights
|
||||
- CRAFT/RESOURCES for snowmen and igloos
|
||||
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||||
MAKE CONTACT AND RAPPORT ROLLS RANDOMLY EACH TIME TO HAVE THEM EARN HIS TRUST BASED ON THE ACTIVITY
|
||||
AFTER A FEW ATTEMPTS
|
||||
|
||||
All the children are called out to by their parents, and all of them give a resounding AWWWW. Each one of them comes up and gives Whitaker a massive group hug, and you see him give them the most heartwarming smile you ever saw. All the children then start shuffling their way off to their parents in the distance, climbing that incline with relative ease despite one or two stumbling a bit.
|
||||
|
||||
-----
|
||||
|
||||
AFTER A FEW ATTEMPTS
|
||||
|
||||
All the children are called out to by their parents, and all of them give a resounding AWWWW. Each one of them comes up and gives Whitaker a massive group hug, and you see him give them the most heartwarming smile you ever saw. All the children then start shuffling their way off to their parents in the distance, climbing that incline with relative ease despite one or two stumbling a bit.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ROLL POORLY*
|
||||
Whitaker will maintain his distance from your group, but will give you a small timid wave before heading back to Morana, whom is waiting for him just a few yards back.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ROLL WELL*
|
||||
Whitaker will maintain that warm smile until he turns to your group, rubbing his arm a little nervously as he trots up to your group. He will open his mouth to try and convey words, but finds he can't get them out, so he instead gives (player) a sudden tight hug for a few seconds, before walking away. He will pause a few steps in, turn back to your group, and give you a soft wave, before walking into Morana's awaiting arms for a hug of his own.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ROLL POORLY*
|
||||
Whitaker will maintain that warm smile until he turns to your group, rubbing his arm nervously. He will give you a small timid wave before heading back to Morana, whom is waiting for him at the front door.
|
||||
|
||||
*IF THEY ROLL WELL*
|
||||
Whitaker will maintain that warm smile until he turns to your group, rubbing his arm nervously as he trots up to your group. He will open his mouth to try and convey words, but finds he can't get them out, so he instead gives (highest overall roller) a sudden tight hug for a few seconds, before walking away. He will pause a few steps in, turn back to your group, and give you a soft wave, before walking into Morana's awaiting arms for a hug of his own.
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