Entries tagged with ratchet

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(no subject)

Who: Hubert Ozwell (

last_lombax )
When: Backdate: August 30th
Where: The Island
Style: Action
Status: Closed

[Hubert wasn't entirely convinced sparring was going to help him take his mind off everything, but it couldn't hurt really. He wasn't sure what would come of it either, but he wasn't about to turn down a perfectly good chance to keep his skills in peak condition.

So he waited on the island, wearily eying the mess that still remained from the Yami battle and the strange underground lab it had uncovered. It made him strangely uncomfortable, but damned if he couldn't figure out why.]

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o2

Who: Ratchet (

last_lombax) & Kimblee (

fulmination)
When: Backdated to August 31st/Wrath Day
Where: Throughout Vatheon/Lower district
Style: I'll follow!
Status: Closed

( Because messing with one Lombax gets the others riled up )

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(no subject)

Who: Ratchet, Everyone else
Where: All over Vatheon
When: All day.
Style: Either
Status: Open

( He's a vampire! Bleh! Bleh! )

((OOC: So Ratchet is not an energy vampire from Yami no Matsuei. He can absorb energy from other people through touch or other physical interaction. He will feel better and they will feel worse. As the week goes on his hunger for energy will become more of a need and he won't be able to control himself. Fun right? As it's the first day, he's just tired and it will mostly be happening on accident. If your character and Ratchet touch, they can expect a sudden feeling of dizziness and some nausea.))

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ratchet,
zim

Hero vs. Defective

Characters: ZIM (

zim) and Ratchet (

last_lombax)
Location: The park
Time: The day/evening after this thread.
Style: Whatever Tsumi prefers~
Status: Closed.

The Irken marched lazily into the park at about the time he himself had set. Challenges, really. Couldn't these inferior creatures just accept that Irken Galactic Conquest had reached them as well?

Oh well. This should be over quickly. And then he could go back to his snacks and plotting evil.

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It's an Age-Old Tale...

Characters: Princesses, Princes and Vatheonites all
Location: All around the fairy tale world
Time: All day erryday-- on Monday
Style: Whatever works best!
Status: OPEN. Threadjack, threadhop, spam away!

[Welcome to the curse, Vatheonites. Welcome to the fairy tale.

And with the tale, the world has changed. Nothing remains of the city that once was; now there are fantastical and crazy things, things that would be only found in books--and yet here they are.

There are a few places of note, however. A few places that might draw the intrepid adventurer, the curious.

To begin--

The Forest-- here can be found...well, trees. But other than trees, there are fairies, and curious shadows and eyes and things hiding where you do not want things to hide. Overall, it's not very safe anymore! Wolves might be on the prowl, mystical creatures that think that you sure do look a lot like lunch. And hidden deep within the forest in a system of sprawling caves lurks a dragon. Sitting on a pile of golden treasure.

The princess can be found there. Sure hope the dragon isn't sitting on her, whoops.

The Pirate Ship-- this one is much more straightforward. Namely, that there are pirates and they're out for your blood. But the ship itself is winding and filled with (empty) treasure chests and nasty sea critters that are, surprise surprise, also out for your blood. You might have to fight a pirate chief to save the princess in this labyrinth.

The Briar Patch/Towers-- where the carnival once stood there are now a couple of ominous towers, empty or filled with scuttling, skittery creatures or perhaps an unlucky slumbering foreigner. There are nasty thorns growing all over, but maybe if you're careful you can break through and find the one tower that houses the witch. Be careful--she has spells to throw at you. But she's also guarding another princess, so maybe it's worth the fight and...the flying monkeys.

The meadow-- deep in the lower district there is now a large meadow. Looks harmless, right? Only if you venture too far in, you will come across what look to be...monsters? Monsters of all shapes and sizes, vicious and ready to kill...except they're just illusions. The illusions get more and more real the closer you get to the center of the meadow, however. Some of them might even be able to actually bite, so be careful. Deep in the meadow there is a unicorn who is holding a poor princess captive. Can anyone rescue them?

Anyone is welcome to make a thread--princesses or princes or average Vatheonite pixie! Threadjack, have fun, be creative! Just remember that only the princesses' ~one true love~ will succeed...but everyone is welcome to give it a shot.]

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(no subject)

Who: Rin Okumura, OPEN
When: February 4th
Where: The Plaza
Style: I'll start prose but I'm fine with either
Status: Oooopen~

New arrivals weren't an uncommon sight in Vatheon. Neither were soaking wet, unconscious new arrivals. But wet, asleep new arrivals? That might be a little more odd.

And that was what was on the floor of the plaza. A soaking wet half demon sprawled out under an equally soaking wet comforter, fluffy-tipped tail curled over his chest, mouth open as he snores.

He has no idea that he's no longer in his bed at the True Cross Academy dormitory.

Dare you wake him?

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ratchet,
vegeta

Bored Lombax is bored

Who: Ratchet [Open]
Location: All over
Time: February 2nd, all day long
Style: Whatever works for you, bb~
Status: Open

( Insert witty comment here. )

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THIS IS NOT THE '90S

Who: Subaru, ~~Kamui~~ Fuuma, and ~all of Vatheon!~
Where: The Plaza
When: Today, anytime.
Style: Whichever you prefer!
Status: OPEN LIKE SUBARU'S HEART

[ There is a pair of drenched young men in very monochrome clothing standing in plaza. Seriously, they stick out like sore thumbs with all the color around them. The shorter one is dressed entirely in black, while the taller is wearing a black and white coat--well, it's mostly black and white. There's a little blood on it, particularly obvious on the white parts, but hey, who's going to care about that? A little blood never hurt anyone!

Anyway, they're sticking together--albeit somewhat reluctantly, on the part of the shorter one--and are currently looking pretty perplexed. They could probably use a little help. ]

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Row 1 - New Arrival

Who: No-Face and anyone who happens to pass
Where: The Plaza
When: January 23rd, later in the evening
Style: Any
Status: Open

There appears to be a phantasmal black blob laying motionless, off near the center of this strange and foreign plaza. Next to this heap rests a basket that appears to contain a bundle of wool fiber, two knitting needles, and a small group of vegetables.

As quickly as it appears though, the dark mass solidifies and takes it's regular looming form; a white mask drifting up from the center and appearing where a face would normally be located. The quiet figure you're left with is just a bit unsettling. Those blank eyes seem to stare straight off into the distance for a moment, before the ghostly being extends an arm down to pick up the basket. Oddly enough, he seems to clutch his container against him with both arms rather protectively.

"...Ah...?"

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Interracial Interactions

Characters: Lysunder and Ratchet
Location: Plaza
Time: Afternoon
Status: Closed

[So a heck of a lot of curiosity on his end as he enters the plaza, hands in his pockets and chin held high. This lombax species was intriguing and Summoner is very interested in meeting other races, not to mention some other things as well. For now he's going to just keep an open mind and do his best not to stare too much.]

[Summoner's sitting on the ground, cross legged, infront of the coral, eyes scanning the plaza for any sign of Ratchet, mulling over ideas and opinions he has yet to really solidify about the other.]

Wonder how this'll go~

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First Planet

Who: Ratchet and anyone else
Where: The Plaza
When: January 5th, early evening
Status: Open

At first there was nothing. Just darkness and silence. He couldn't feel anything really, no pain, no wind, no cold or warmth. Only nothingness. But soon came a familiar sound. That whizzing sound of rushing air. Ratchet knew that sound. He was falling. The air whizzed passed his ears, making his fur move as he continued down. He shivered at the cold air, only now realizing his eyes were closed. He couldn't bring himself to open them just yet, his lids just felt too heavy.

It felt like forever as he fell downward, shivering as he felt himself grow colder and colder by the minute. Why couldn't he open his eyes? Where was he falling to? The reasons and memories just wouldn't come. He was at the Great Clock with Clank and they were saying their goodbyes. Then came the yelling and he was told to stop. He did and then...The memories came flooding back into his mind, rushing in as it all became clear.

His eyes opened and he sat up in with a jolt. His coughed, his chest burning with a need to oxygen. The coughing finally subsided, letting him gulp down that much needed air. Why did he feel so heavy? He looked at himself, staring at the water dripping from his fur and armor. That would explain it but where had the water come from? He took in his surroundings and knew instantly this was not the Great Clock. Just where was he? He stood up, shaking what water he could out of his fur before looking at the massive structure in the middle of the Plaza. Was that...coral? How did coral grow in the middle of a city underwater? And then he spotted the glowing...thing next to him. He reached out to touch it before it flew back away from him.

"Um...hello?" No response. Great.

"I don't think I'm in Polaris anymore..." Well this definitely not what he had expected. He needed to find out where he was and how to get out of here. Clank needed his help.