Felicity

I figured Richard would pick up on it...

Okay, It's close to ending the first day. When everyone is finished and starting a new little part to the story, I'll change the date along.

Mareeks nearby, and Claude couldn't really see much, so it doesn't really matter. And he was off balance anyway after being dragged around, so it's all good.

Friends are important. Who they are, more so.

Gotwala Timms sighed. "Granted, report to your superior officer tomorrow, they'll want to know why you had the shit beaten out of you." He waved Richard away and gestured for the next person. ((You're essentially over now, unless you want to interact with someone. I'll start you off in the precinct the next day)) Snap Nigel quirked his eyebrow at the young woman. "Well, whilst the thought is appreciated, I do need SOME elaboration on why you might want to join, and what you think of us. I had an incident with a fool a little while ago, and I'd hate to repeat that." The Crowd "Well, Desmond, you can try and help us, so long as you actually smarten up. Go find the Steelwood Sword, a pub in this quarter. Tomorrow, I'll hold some sort of meeting there." She turned to the crowd "That goes for you lot too! Tell everyone who matters!" *** The White Cloaked man had achieved his Goal. They were pleased...

Generally I'll be on 4pm GMT to 11PM GMT during the week due to school. Weekends get more erratic but I'll generally be available most of he time if i'm not out. I'll give a heads up if I am. As for Steelwood properties and Obsidian weapons (Forgive me, it's little details like this that I miss putting into the world) Obsidian would more common than metal I believe due to the mass amouts of eruptions that took place during the Reset, so I guess the idea of obsidian is possible. However, Steelwood, as stated before, has the same properties as steel, although it's only slightly inferior, so if we take Commanders sword as an example, if after a lot of fighting, this sword and a steelwood sword clashed, Steelwood would break first, but it's only marginal difference.

Disoriented, Claude fell on his rear when Mareek bumped into him. Colere came over and helped him up as best she could, one ought ake care of ones property, and Claude tried to figure out who it was next to him. "Mareek, that you?" Lancelot however was charging about the place, roaring as much as he could.

Gotwala Timms just looked at the man. "A stain of shame is not necessarily a bad thing. It is a marker of learning, in a way. You will leave it, if you want to clean up, do it later. Now, is there anything else to discuss, or shall we end this discussion. The Crowd Abigail, the woman who had been speaking up, noticed the dainty voice, and subconsciously lowered her own voice. "The thing was ranting and raving about how the city was going to shit, trying to scare us all. We weren't about to let him do that when a couple of men interfered" She gestured to Desmond. "Then, some figure clad in white appeared and took off this Golems head. Look, there's no blood, despite the fact that he is missing his head, and you can see the inside, where muscle would be is wooden... This was a damn plot, some prick did thisto scare us shitless!" She rared once more. "Are we gonna let them get away with this?!" She roared, rallying the crowd once more. Annie A voice came from behind Cara, barely more than a whisper on the wind, but easily heard. "Did you enjoy that little display...?" Snap Nigel had been waiting for the girls response, but she had not done so for quite a while. "Er, are you okay..?" He ventured.

Accepted. Much better in my opinion. Also, seeing as you reminded me, crossbows are indeed a part of the city. Forgot to mention this. Feel free to have your character go into the school or check up on the crowd.

Ok, so, this is an old game from the grand old age of the PS1, and I know it was stupid successful. So, I just kinda wanted t hear peoples thoughts on it. Bear in mind I'm still very early in the game.

Claude wasn't too sure what to do, his mind hazy from the heat. "Oh dear lord above!" He exclaimed. Doux and even Colere were both struggling with the heat, though she was naturally more resistant. Lancelot on the other hand seemed too stupid to know he was meant to be overheating. He was hopping around the place, investigating the surroundings whilst also hopping back to inspect Colere, unsure about his new team member. Ever curious, he hopped over to the torkoal despite the heat, dragging the delirious Claude with him.

Gotwala Timms sighed. "That's not what I meant you damn fool" He then steeped towards Richard, gabbed the man by the scruff of his neck and top of his trousers and lifted him up, only to bring him crashing down again. "You stand inside the stronghold of the Gifted, a group of people who have done nothing to history's knowledge but try and help society or hinder it by breaking it's laws, the same as any group of people. You act as though they wish to bring apocalypse on us all. I do not abide prejudice of this sort, and so help me if you continue with this, I'll have your ass booted from whatever unit you're in faster than a Gifted could piss off the Swords. Understood?" The Crowd Eventually the crowd recovered from it's shock. Once more it was the woman who spoke up, after they all examined the body. "What the fuck, this man isn't a man, he's a bloody Golem, made of fucking wood!" She cried, loud enough for all present to hear, including Reyn. ((I couldn't make this more of a reason to investigate without violence.))

Oxygen.

Tommorrow, Richards going to get his face slammed into the floor. Timms will try his damndest to beat some sense into the man. Side note: Any of you figure out the reasons behind Timms and Nigel being the party Reps? (Elizabeths far too easy) Also, as a future note, I decided I'll be fast traveing you all around the city so that we can keep times and dates sorted out, so this may slow down the RP, but it'll limit confusion for interactions and such.

@Exlink and Typhlosion. There was no blood... WINK WINK *Twitch* @Annie, feel free to involve yourself in the fun~

Timms doesn't like Richard...

Gotwala "As a lieutenant recognised by The Scales party, leaders of the city of Trevalus, my next actions have been deemed within my authority in my position as representative of the Scales. Learn some respect for others Officer" And with the little speech to cover his ass ((What has been said in the spaces has been recorded)) Lieutenant Timms used his bulk to plant a solid fist squarely in the middle of Richards face, sending him sprawling to the floor. Murdoc Most of the crowd was still stunned and were easy to move out of the way, mindlessly stepping aside for those who tried to get to the front.

A lot of it on Stratos part, although I'll be having a more active hand in mesing with Y'all soon, though Bagel had a taste of that already (I really like Nigel, he might stick around) That Old Bastard had a role to play...

Darius levelled his bastard sword at the man after he scrambled to his feet and unsheathed it.. Darius was honourable, but by no means was he about to risk a loss by sheer stupidity. "I have to tell you, you swing that fist at me, you'll probably lose it. Furthermore, you're outnumbered quite heavily here" Darius saw that the man had no intention of giving in, so he glanced at Leon, waiting to see if the man would interfere.

Don't forget Hukuna and Stratos in that List.

Is Eccentric an emotion? I feel like it should be. If anything, it'd be determined. 'm a Stubborn ass mofo.

It's a process. Just follow our advice, and you'll get there, and I'll be glad to welcome you to the RP.

The Crowd Tension was rising amongst the crowd. Most of them were in line with the young woman more than the strangers who had stepped up, but this didn't matter. Why? Because just as the young woman was about to speak, there was a flash of pale green light and suddenly there was a figure standing over the Old man. He was cloaked in pure white and wore an alabaster bandanna over his face, hiding his identity. His eyes were the only things visible, and they didn't waver as the mans sword, removed from it's ostentatious hilt, (Which seemed to be covered in a strange swirling pattern made of... Gold?) swung down and beheaded the old man, cleanly severing his neck. Before anyone could react, there was another flash of light, and the figure was gone. The crowd was in utter shock. They all stared at the dead body, very few of them ever having truly seen one, but those that had immediately noticed that there was not a growing puddle of blood around him, as one would expect... Gotwala Lieutenant Timms sighed. He truly hated the "Proper" procedure enforced by the force. It never helped anything, and was quickly discarded for the shorthand that was developed by a good team or partnership. He could really do without it, but he responded with his own salute, acknowledging the man. "Free to speak." He responded rather bluntly. Stratos Elizabeth repeated the plastic smile she had been giving all day and handed over another sheet of paper, giving Directions to an addres in the Living Quarter. "Come here and show this note, you shall be lead to an interviewer who shall attend to the process." She decided to add another detail, so as to make sure the workers didn't confuse her with the normal rabble "Tell them you were sent by Elizabeth, Kalisto's Daughter. That'll get you some priority in the system." She flashed a grin once more, satisfied that she had taken the right option, as was natural to he Kalisto family heir.