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For Whom The Bell Tolls
« on: December 06, 2009, 06:51:21 PM »
   So, the center of this worldlette is actually a small yellow dwarf. The pieces of this world are separate; chunks of different sizes orbit this sun at close range, although this isn't such a bad thing as the sun is so small. A large breathable gas cloud is also encircling the worldlette. The landscape chunks all rotate at different rates and some not at all. Some are a lot easier to live on than others. Consequently communities have been set up on the ones that are most comfortable. The life forms on this worldlette are all anthropomorphic, and their species appearance is dictated by their inner personality, along with their gender. They travel between the landscape pieces via magic, and with bridges between the more stable ones. Gravity is always local to each landscape piece, as in despite their size they still pull things towards themselves. This also keeps the water down. Water clouds pass through the gas cloud around the sun, closer to the worldlette than the sun though, so it rains on occasion, usually the places that rotate more get more rain and are surrounded by more clouds than the still landscape chunks. The legends of this worldlette tell of a time when the sun was huge, and the worldlette was as one, with many others of different kinds circling the sun at different distances. Although despite these documented legends, there is still a religion based around similar ideas.

   The air god broke apart his body so that the inhabitants of the worldlette might breath. The sun god shed his skin so that the inhabitants might come closer and stay warm from the eternal night of the sky outside. The god of water sacrificed itself onto the goddess of earth, so that plants might grow and the inhabitants might drink and eat. The goddess of earth rendered herself apart at the sight of the sacrifice of the others, and so the lands were divided and created. Schooling on the larger and easier to live on land masses teaches a bunch of rudimentary magic abilities to aid in every day life, such as the ability to cross between land masses, how to shield yourself in an emergency, and of course there are a number of little tricks that are passed down during lunch time between students that aren't taught in class, such as how to craft a magic sword, how to push or pull objects, and the best way to wedgies other classmates when their magic shields are down. How to create a light source, and how to enhance your body to shift larger objects are just some of the more common ones that everyone gets taught by their parents.

   The political system is largely based in a city-state style of way. Usually there isn't enough land for more than one large city per land mass. The mayor or king is either successive to the previous one, inherits the responsibility of the city from their predecessor, or is elected by a majority vote. Language and arithmetic are all core schooling subjects. Money is universal across the worldlette, although trading of goods and magic knowledge are also means to gain things you want. Depending on how religious someone is, or how culturally sensitive they are, they may call the worldlette the Earth Goddess, Isya (the legendary name of the worldlette), or just The World.

   Miayuki had just arrived in this city, and was staying at one of the slightly cheaper inns near the outer part of the city. It's a dis interesting wooden building, log cabin-style construction as it's so close to the cities surrounding forest. The inn keeper is an old bear, who tends the place by himself. There are three bedrooms, although one of the other occupants left yesterday shortly after she had arrived, so she was the only one there. The room she was in is rather generously large, although sparsely furnished with just a chest of draws and 2 single beds, along with 2 bedside tables. The windows of the room look out down the hills, with few houses along the street the inn is on, and the forest down the hill growing thicker.

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My dear there is no danger
Can't you see they turn blind eyes
To we swift and spotlight strangers?
Oh before the rush is over
We will be revered again
While the victims still recover
Oh,
Are we running toward death?
I have met him times before
He adores us like the rest
Oh even if we're discovered
Just be sure to wear your best
We will surely make the covers


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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #1 on: December 07, 2009, 09:44:35 PM »
"come on people! gather round! gather round!"

A crowd of furs where gathering at the city square, several stall owner too had ambled over... much more interested in what was going on here than on the slow business that morning...

"Okay.. how many of you guys have seen magic?"

Several cries of "me" and "yes" arose from the crowd, all watching the young feline who stood beside his dark tan horse.... more furs gathered round, the mysteriuos figure aquiring quite an audience...

"fine... so, it seems you know of magic... but... what if i said i can do magic, of a different kind.... without.... any use of of magical power whatsoever?"

Several boos and cries of liar sprung up, mostly from the youngest onlookers... the feline smirked, enjoying the feeling of control over the audience...

"okay... lets see... you sir! step up could you please?"

The accused baker stepped out from the crowd, walking up to the feline....

"right... i split this deck of cards... now pick one... any one.... good... put it back in the pack... right.... is this your card?"

the baker shook his head....

"oh... a tricky customer? well... i suppose i will just have to bribe you not to tell anyone about this...."

and at that coins fell like water, clinking across the pavement from the felines paw, seemingly from nowhere the youngest onlookers scrambled for them...

"and... it seems this would be your card..."

with a gesture of his paw the feline produced a seven of spades, to general appluase from the crowd....


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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #2 on: December 08, 2009, 02:10:41 AM »
Mahi was sweeping up her workshop. She liked to keep her work space tidy. Everything had a place and all were kept in their places, though she could still find what she needed if it was all a mess, she liked it to look professional.
She was the only female blacksmith in the surrounding area and the only blacksmith in her village. The people there knew she was very talented at what she did; her blindness not hindering her work in any way, ever. Most thought that her being blind was what made her so great at what she did and why her weapons were so excellent. No one angered her or challenged her to a fight or questioned her workmanship or the fact that she was a female blacksmith. Outsiders, however, were not that smart.

She had finished sweeping and moved on to working on a broadsword. Hammering away, she heard someone approach and saw through the vibrations of their footsteps that it was a big male bear. "Can I help you?" She asked him, smirking to herself as she saw the puzzled look move across his face as she continued to hammer the sword, taking a second to reheat it. "I wouldn't believe you could, but I'm looking for a broadsword." He said smugly, his eyes scanning her figure. She ignored his attitude and what he was insinuating. "That's what I'm working on. There are others on the table to your left as well. One of which might suit someone of your stature." She responded, still hammering away. She heard and saw him move to the table, picking up the exact sword she was thinking of and examining it. "It's alright...for a woman's work. It won't do though." He said, setting it back on the table as roughly as he could with a grin on his face, showing no respect for her work. A male wolf passed by and shook his head at the bear's words and actions. "You don't know who you're dealing with, fellow." He warned as he walked onward. "She's just a woman..." He scoffed.

At that point, she turned and moved towards him quickly, picking up the large sword with one hand easily and pointing it at him. "This is one of the best swords you will ever see. I could cut you in half with it." Her expression was mainly serious with just a pinch of frustration. "Go on to the next village and find a man to make your sword, like I know you're going to, but you will never have a sword that is good enough or better than what I've made, not around here. I'm great at what I do. Being a woman just makes me work even harder at it than the men ever do." She swiftly put the sword back down in its place and before he could speak (being stunned that she was blind along with being a female blacksmith), she pointed out of her shop. "Get out of here and don't come back." She demanded. He left very quickly. It seemed like he was scared; she didn't smirk though.

She walked back over to the sword she was working on before, heating it up again, and started hammering away at it. Determination was written all over her face.
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #3 on: December 08, 2009, 02:36:35 AM »
Shiro sat on a cold corner, ragged cloths wrapped around him. He was watching this magician intently. Being one of the few Fox Trickery magic users left, he decided to give the magician a little spark. Something to give the crowd something to awe at.
Or he could stop him in his tracks.
His choice.
He considered...

More fun to be mean, have him not know it was you, and then console him.
Yes, definitely more fun. He moved his paw around inside of his rags, a slight jesture. The cards in the feline's hand was suddenly all seven of spades. Except one, the one he showed the onlooker first.
A fox joker...
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #4 on: December 08, 2009, 11:43:23 AM »
"but... thats not my card..."

Kitt looked from the baker, to the cards..... a comical "o" on his face.....

the youngest onlookers shouted and laughed, running off.... while the rest of the onlookers walked off, several mumbles of "fraud" as they walked away....

Kitt turned over the cards, before throwing them down onto the pavement, and leading his horse away down the road, horsehoes clattering over the cobbles. He passed a young fox on the street corner, and stopping, leaned in to him... pulling out a large silver coin from mid-air and handing it to him...

"here.... go buy yerself some clothes or bread...."

straightening up he sighed, turning the lead the horse further down the road...
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #5 on: December 08, 2009, 03:16:13 PM »
"Heh, i don't need it, you do more."
*Flips the coin back into Kitt's hand, now gold.*
"That was pretty good for a neutral. But its no good when you are dealing with a Trickster Fox..."
Shiro walked behind Kitt, some of his rags coming off to reveal a pair of knifes, and rouge clothes.
"I have to hide myself to protect myself, but it looks like you might need to learn a few tricks. Not all Trickster magic is magic."
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #6 on: December 08, 2009, 04:12:43 PM »
Kitt caught the coin, turning it over, giving an impressed whistle...

"trickster... i thought most you guys where.. uhmmm *ahem* well.... not all magic is magic? it seems you speak in tongues friend..."

Pulling the horse to a stop the young feline watched the Fox, watching in the pair of knives, calculating...
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #7 on: December 08, 2009, 07:49:24 PM »
Miayuki stirred from her bed pulling out a long drawn out stretch before finally flipping to her feet. Zooming in and out of the shower she dried herself off by a slight strain of fire that heated her fur enough to dry it. She laced up her corset and pulled on her pants and followed with her long sleeved baggy shirt kinda commoner/middle class look. Once dressed she picked up a piece of bread from the counter of the tavern and ran out into town. In other parts of this world she was known as one of the greatest spell casters of all time but here she didn't want anyone to know due to the death sentence for magic.

Once in town she began her quest for a job odd jobs or simple guild quests anything to put money in her pocket. The black and red fox wandered the street bare feet which would suggest she was homeless or just poor but she preferred the natural feel of cold cobble on ones feet. Making it to the blacksmith's (Mahi) she paused and looked at the weapons in awe "Now... I may not use weapons... But amazing job! I can see where the heat touched every part of the blade and the fine edge's could cut a rock" she smiled and clapped "Well done my dear! I am impressed with your work" she said placing a hand on the monkey's back.
My dear there is no danger
Can't you see they turn blind eyes
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Oh before the rush is over
We will be revered again
While the victims still recover
Oh,
Are we running toward death?
I have met him times before
He adores us like the rest
Oh even if we're discovered
Just be sure to wear your best
We will surely make the covers


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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #8 on: December 08, 2009, 07:55:27 PM »
"Keep your eyes off of my daggers, they have a mind of their own. Not all magic is magical, some is chemical. I am talking about Alchemy. Not that gold coin, that was magic, but theatrical dusts, distrackting potions etc. are where its at."
"I shall give you an example."
He paused...
"Oh, and by the way, my name is Shiro, guardion of Coins, Cards, and Knives, and master trickster."
A potion fell out of his rags, hit the floor, and suddenly Kitt couldn't see anything except a grey twinkle. When the dust cleared, the fox had left no trace except a knife stuck in a deck of cards surrounded by fake gold coins.
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #9 on: December 08, 2009, 08:08:22 PM »
Philly stared down at the ground below him.  He was crouching in a tree waiting for someone to come along so he could rob them, but unfortunately for him nobody was coming.  Nobody had come around any of the roads he usually hits for about a month now.  Everybody had moved into the more urban areas.  As much as he hated the thought, he was afraid he would have to travel back to his home town.  So after much consideration he had decided to stop the next traveler in their tracks and take their horse or carriage.  It didn't look like anybody was ever gonna come around though, since he had been in the same tree all morning now.

After about another hour or so he finally got his chance to make a move.  A wandering traveler was coming down his road on a horse.  He couldn't see the person's face since it was covered by a hood.  The raccoon suddenly droped down grabbing the branch he was crouching on and swung his feet upwards, bringing them directly into the chest of the traveler, knocking him off the horse.  He planted one foot on the man's chest and drew his bow staff from his back.

"You will give me your cloak and your horse, as well as all the gold you have on you.  If you deny me these things I will take them from you with force.  I am exceptionally well with air magic and am not afraid to use it against you."

Though the first part was true, the raccoon would not dare use his magic on this person, nor any person for that matter.  In fact the only way he would ever use his magic again was if his life was in danger.  And he didn't see anytime in the future that that might happen.

After the traveler was stripped of his cloak and his gold, he ran off in the direction he had come from.  Philly put the cloak around him and hopped onto the horse.  "Now then, it's time I make my appearance in the town again..." he said as he trotted off down the road towards the nearest town.  However, he would not reach his true destination for quite some time.
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #10 on: December 08, 2009, 08:40:38 PM »
Kitt leant forward, pulling the dagger from where it sat lodged in the deck of cards.... after giving one of the coins a testing bite he threw it away, fake... sliding the dagger into his jacket sleeve he pulled himself up into the the stirrups of the horse.... he needed to get some food, breakfast was out of the question but he was hungry... and after that he needed a blacksmith, the fake opal in his rapier had come dislodged after the last stunt..... ah well...

Geeing the dark tan horse into a light trot the young feline made his way towards the centre of the town... stopping at a bakers for a freshly baked roll he finally came upon a blacksmith, one with a large number of swords on display... well crafted swords.. .this looked like the place.... stopping the horse Kitt dismounted and walked over to the swords on display, sidestepping a fox in front of him to get a better look.... no rapiers but the design of the sword didnt matter, it would be a simple enough job he hoped...
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #11 on: December 08, 2009, 10:50:33 PM »
Mahi had finished with the broadsword she had been working with and put it with the others. She was stoking the fire when the fox had approached, admiring her work. She smiled to herself while listening to the compliments and the fox clapping. When Mahi felt the hand on her back, she turned. "Thank you. It's nice to know that someone appreciates good craftsmanship." She had a small pleased smile.
She looked over to the feline who looked as though he was looking for something in a certain style, from what she could "see". "Let me know if you need help with anything..." She said kindly.
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #12 on: December 09, 2009, 04:20:09 AM »
Huzzah! thought Shiro, the feline doesn't recognize me. Lets see if the dagger i gave him does what it's supposed to do...
With all of the subtleness of fox magic, his knife cut the purse from the feline's belt, both turned invisible, and it flew into his pack...
Heh, only another magic user could detect that, and that smith is obviously no mag...
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #13 on: December 09, 2009, 11:16:16 AM »
Kitt turned to the Smith, surprise at her being female swiftly pushed away as he pulled out the rapier and the loose gem... "yes actually, i was wondering if you could take a look at my sword.... the gem in the hilt has come loose.... i should have the money too..." he stopped sudenly as he reached for his purse... "ah, it seems some wiley pick-pocket has had his share today... no matter.." the feline reached for thin air, producing a silver piece with a flourish... "i hope this covers the cost for your work, never keep all your money in one purse"
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Re: For Whom The Bell Tolls
« Reply #14 on: December 09, 2009, 05:51:52 PM »
Mahi smirked. "I can do that and that will be enough." She looked over beside the feline a little ways, looking at nothing but not wanting to be looking at the feline when she spoke again. "Give them money back to him..." She said to no one in view, authority in her voice. It irritated her when people used magic to rip people off. She could have used her magic to move the money back to the feline since she could "see" it even though it was invisible to everyone else, but she knew the price she'd pay if anyone ratted her out.

She took the rapier and the loose gem, letting them shift on her palms so she could "see" them again. "You do know this is fake, right?" She asked him about the gem. While she waited for his answer she continued to look over the rapier, mainly at where the gem had been in it. "So all you need me to do is put the gem back in place, correct? Or is there something more you need done?" She asked after he answered her first question about the gem being fake. Her blank eyes directed at his face, although all she saw was a rough outline of him and no special features through shifting her foot slightly to "see" him through the vibrations the movement sent, causing her to "re-see" the female fox as well.
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