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Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- † annabeth chase,
- † assorted characters,
- † barnaby brooks jr.,
- † bart allen,
- † billy kaplan,
- † bruce wayne,
- † bryn zethir,
- † cassie lang,
- † dick grayson (comics),
- † jack frost,
- † jason todd,
- † jim kirk,
- † joly,
- † jonah kinlock,
- † kotetsu kaburagi,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leo valdez,
- † marius pontmercy,
- † ororo munroe,
- † percy jackson,
- † teddy altman
Event | Landfall | Bresilyk | Countryside
Characters: Any and all!
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Bresilyk countryside (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines
OOC Post | Approved Items | Special Gifts
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside
The countryside is layered with snow that is up to four meters deep, all fallen within the past two months as a cold season falls upon the country. There are numerous roads in between towns and small, domed minesteads and each road is oddly clear of snow and ice. Closer inspection reveals that the surfaces are heated by some technology buried beneath the black surfaces. Occasional construction crews can be seen tearing up or laying down new surfacing over a web of thick, coated wires that presumably provide the heat. Snow is often found sculpted near crossroads, taking artistic shape in anything from beautifully arched sculptures to recreations of local fauna.
Wildlife can be spotted here and there, with a large herd of antlered beasts making their way across the snowy grounds. Webbing between their toes (yes, toes) allows each of the large, white animals to traverse upon the snow-tops with barely a print left in their wake. Hunting parties can be seen chasing after the fringes of this herd while wearing some sort of hovering harness and it is evident that the beasts are a primary source of meat for the people. Birds flit back and forth, a few predatory mammals can be spied at the edges of the icebound forests, and there are a variety of serpentine pets kept by residents fortunate to live in the warmer domed towns.
Speaking of towns, the three within the barrier's reach are spaced roughly twenty kilometres away from one another, forming a triangle of commerce that sustains each. Aihsohlow represents the southernmost town, Phorezton the northernmost, and Markutte the northeastern one. There are a variety of small minesteads in between that would greet travellers, but only reluctantly allow them into their homes. Stories abound of troubles outside the domes and they are not apt to invite said troubles inside.
Roadways | Minesteads | Other
Date: December 3 - 11, 2013
Location: Bresilyk countryside (landfall)
Situation: Tu Vishan makes landfall at the winterbound republic of Bresilyk!
Warnings/Rating: Please include warnings in comment subject lines
Aihsohlow | Phorezton | Markutte | Countryside
The countryside is layered with snow that is up to four meters deep, all fallen within the past two months as a cold season falls upon the country. There are numerous roads in between towns and small, domed minesteads and each road is oddly clear of snow and ice. Closer inspection reveals that the surfaces are heated by some technology buried beneath the black surfaces. Occasional construction crews can be seen tearing up or laying down new surfacing over a web of thick, coated wires that presumably provide the heat. Snow is often found sculpted near crossroads, taking artistic shape in anything from beautifully arched sculptures to recreations of local fauna.
Wildlife can be spotted here and there, with a large herd of antlered beasts making their way across the snowy grounds. Webbing between their toes (yes, toes) allows each of the large, white animals to traverse upon the snow-tops with barely a print left in their wake. Hunting parties can be seen chasing after the fringes of this herd while wearing some sort of hovering harness and it is evident that the beasts are a primary source of meat for the people. Birds flit back and forth, a few predatory mammals can be spied at the edges of the icebound forests, and there are a variety of serpentine pets kept by residents fortunate to live in the warmer domed towns.
Speaking of towns, the three within the barrier's reach are spaced roughly twenty kilometres away from one another, forming a triangle of commerce that sustains each. Aihsohlow represents the southernmost town, Phorezton the northernmost, and Markutte the northeastern one. There are a variety of small minesteads in between that would greet travellers, but only reluctantly allow them into their homes. Stories abound of troubles outside the domes and they are not apt to invite said troubles inside.
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"I almost expected it to be overly sweet," he admitted once he'd reached his verdict. "It's not bad, though." Looking at Kotetsu, he gave him a rare, quiet smile. "Thank you."
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Wrapped in their winter clothes, the both of them took their time walking through the wintry landscape as their breath mingled with the crisp air. Kotetsu took another chunk of fruit off his stick and chewed exuberantly with plenty of groans and happy noises. "So how long d'you think it had ta snow to make this much?" It was impressive, and most of it was untouched by native and foreigner alike. For now, at least. The more he stared at it, the more he knew that untouched beauty would be defiled shortly. Probably by him.
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Unless it was related to work somehow, Barnaby usually didn't give such things much thought. Even as a kid, snow had never been much for him to get excited about. Maybe that would have been different if winter wasn't such a depressing time of year for him, but that was neither here nor there.
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Taking a large handful, the Hero brought it to his mouth and took a large chunk out of it. There was a zing of shock when the cold hit his hot mouth, but the texture of it crunching between his teeth was too fun to let a little cold stop this. "Ohh man, it is really clean!"
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"You could have made sure it was clean before taking a big bite of it, you know," he pointed out. Having lived in Stern Bild his whole life, Barnaby found it difficult to fathom snow clean enough to willingly stick into his mouth.
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Then he almost lost it as Kotetsu practically tripped over his own feet on his way back to the road.
"Here, non-believer. Have some!" Just like the candied fruit, he thrust his hand out to his partner again with confidence.
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Still, for some reason, his first impulse wasn't to turn away from the snowy, white "feast". Instead, an abnormal bout of curiosity got the better of him. "Fine, I'll be the judge," he said, and he leaned in to take a bite.
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"What was that for?!" he demanded. "I wanted to taste some, not have it shoved up my nose!" His sharp gaze dulled somewhat when he pulled off his glasses and tried to wipe some of the snow off the lenses.
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"I'm.. I'm s-sorry!" Of course, Kotetsu didn't sound anywhere near apologetic. The older man could barely keep himself upright as he slapped his knees over and over. "It was a perfect setup, how could I not?"
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"At any rate," he continued, growing dead serious, "I hope you're prepared to receive your punishment."
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"So the cute lil' Bunny's gonna come play in the snow with the big ol' Tiger, huh?" Just to rub it in further, the Hero brough his hands up to his head like a pair of floppy bunny ears.
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"This is your last chance to bow out, old man. I won't go easy on you."
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Without another word, he hurled the freshly-made snowball at an alarming speed, making sure to aim right for his partner's stupidly smug face.
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Still perched on the balls of his feet, the older man hurled the glob of snow like a pitcher on the mound. Unlike his poor partner, he aimed for the torso. It was a bigger target and more likely to take the hit. Sure, it didn't sting as much, but you had to work the body some, get the guy to slow down before walloping him with the finisher. It was boxing 101!
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The strategy wasn't necessarily a bad one, although he wasn't sure how his partner intended to win when Barnaby was also considerably younger. After all, even with endurance being Kotetsu's only strong point, Barnaby's stamina wasn't anything to sneeze at.
Well, no matter. Barnaby intended to finish as quick as possible anyway. After scooping up another ball of snow, Barnaby began to quickly move toward Kotetsu -- not quite a run, but faster than a normal walk -- as he packed it between his hands.
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Ha, he'd love to see the man just try and catch him.
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Then, he rushed forward toward his partner, ready to tackle him to the ground or dodge a new flurry of attacks. Barnaby may be all legs, but Kotetsu was all shoulders and arms. If he could get in the blond's personal space quick enough, he could pick him up and take him down to the ground into a snow drift behind them.
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Of course, Kotetsu's sudden dash threw a wrench in his plans, but it wasn't anything Barnaby hadn't considered. As things stood now, he had a few options. Abandon his ammo and retreat, take his ammo while retreating in the hopes that he'd find a suitable opening, or stand his ground and try to dissuade Kotetsu with a few choice snowballs. None of those scenarios sounded ideal. Kotetsu had picked up enough speed that he wasn't going to be knocked off course by some snow. Moreover, retreating would only make aiming more difficult.
So, Barnaby did the next best thing. With one snowball in each hand, he sprinted toward Kotetsu, intent on bringing the fight straight to his partner.
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"Wh-Whoa whoa whoa--! D'ah!" The older man went down like a bag of dirt, not but a few feet away from Barnaby. His only saving grace would be if the sudden drop tripped up the blond's own momentum.
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He'd said he'd punish Kotetsu, after all, and he still meant it.
Without another word, Barnaby suddenly dropped to his knees and moved to shove one of his snowballs into his partner's face.
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One of his hands that wasn't trying to bat the blond back stretched out behind him to grab a fistful of his own ammunition. Then with a fury, the older man unleashed it across Barnaby in the hopes it would blind him just as spectacularly! If he got him distracted enough to get the man to shift his weight back, he could totally flip him.
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Instead, Barnaby reached for Kotetsu's arms in an attempt to thoroughly pin him to the ground. "Hold still, old man!"
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