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takamagahara2017-09-02 08:46 am
godsoffortune) wrote in takamagahara2017-09-02 08:46 am
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Test Drive #20
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Rope bridge Rumble
An adventure park that features several scary-exciting climbs and crossings between trees using only ropes has a huge problem. The ropes are getting unexpectedly tangled up. Even worse, it sometimes happens when a customer is trying to make a crossing, tripping them up in the midst of their course! While the safety ropes have been doing their job at keeping customers uninjured, the employees are fervently praying that whatever is doing this will go away, before something worse happens.
It's the height of summer, and even men that treasure their beards, mustaches and sideburns dearly are driven to get it shaved off in the name of heat reduction. Small barbershops are being overrun with customers who want it all shaved off- some even going so far as to want their head shaved bare.
Answer the barber's pleas for a couple extra hands. May they be steady.
A performance of Macbeth is being haunted by an ayakashi causing bad luck. Props getting misplaced or needing repairs, color gels for the lights getting torn, the microphones keep kicking up feedback- The customary wish of 'break a leg' feels dangerously close to becoming real. Rescue the Scottish Play from its curse before the curtain rises!
Elementary school children go home in groups for safety. However that measure isn't helping against some children getting home very late. And none of the kids can bring themselves to say why they end up taking so many wrong turns on the way. Take up a traffic flag and your best teacher voice, and help the children find their proper way home, keeping an eye out for anything - mundane or supernatural - that might be leading the kids astray.
Cheerful violets grew unusually well this year on the college dorm veranda, to the point where the whole perimeter of the veranda is full of containers holding them. But now the flowers are nearing the end of their life, and something strange is happening to the students at the same time. As the flowers wilt and fade, so does the energy of the students living in the dorm. While it would normally be impossible to draw a connection between the two, residents of the Far Shore can see the truth- tiny ladybug-like energy-hungry ayakashi are moving from flowers to students. Take care of this however you can before the last petal falls!
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One trim incoming. [ There could be something said about how long hair can get into your ears, and be a hindrance during the battle... ]
Starting with the hair wash. [ He's generally good at his part-time jobs. If they kick him out, it's for a completely different reason than performance... ]
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Thanks. [He moves over to the sink, he lets out a small sigh]
I'm surprised you took this kind of job. Doesn't seem like your type of work. [From the little he knows of the man.]
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Eh, really? I've taken on all types of work- [ He was shopping clerk, a waiter, a florist... forever The Ace at whatever he goes for. ] But now I'm curious. What does seem like my type of work?
[ Come on, Lancer you can't say that and leave him hanging ]
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Hmm. [He paused to think about it.] Working at a gym, I'd think. You are rather strong.
[and muscular and hand- i mean what.]
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Good shot. I've been looking for an opening, but the time is never right. [ He starts washing Lancer's hair with surprising gentleness. Scalp massage ahoy ] Besides I'm still not sure if I'd make a good teacher.
[ Most of his experience with teacher-figures come from his druid grandfather, and Scáthach with her extreme methods. ]
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After our battle, why do you teach me something? [maybe not magic.]
I'd certainly listen to whatever you might have to teach me.
[Lancer is just very curious.]
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Haha.. yeah. We'll see about it later. [ He laughs although trying to steer away from the concept of teaching. what is he going to teach this guy in first place? He saw him in battle, and knows that while their styles differ, he's already a seasoned warrior. Besides after battle implies something... not battle related.
Do you want to learn how to be a good gardener Lancer?]no subject
I'll look forward to it. [As far as Lancer knows, he doesn't have any of his own natural magic ability, so magic is out. But he's sure Caster can teach him something interesting.
Hell yes let's grow bamboo and create a wicker man]no subject
The queue grows larger and commotion louder, now that they lost additional hands to do quick shaves and cuts, but luckily it's easy to forget about Far Shore citizens... despite the ruckus and desperation of other workers, Caster can take his sweet time washing, trimming and drying Lancer's hair ]
All set, you'll break a lot of maiden' hearts today.
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Lancer chuckled, running his fingers through his nicely trimmed hair. Back to normal. He turned back to look at him when it's all said and done.]
Mmm... I'd rather not do that.
[For some reason, he's not so interested.]
Shall we go then?
[The residents will be fine.]
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I'm free now, let's get to it.
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I'll let you set the rules.
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Lamposts... [ He ponders looking at the lamposts adorning the side of a street in close vicinity. There's a lot of them, they got into different street creating routes of their own. ] First one to touch the ground loses!
[ And he jumps onto the lamp, whipping his staff out of thin air ]
Ah, it doesn't have to be limited to just lamps, mind you. Other elevated things are fine too, as long as they're not roofs.
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When he looks up to where Caster jumps up to, and follows suit to the opposing lampost.]
And why can't it just be lamposts? I don't need much else.
[Are you trying to give yourself a handicap? Because Lancer only needs the lamposts.]
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[ The lamposts are enough for one person to stand comfortably on - ha ha, if you're someone who can do that of course - but more then three feet at once on it would be probably impossible.
Caster twirls his staff, and changes his stance as if he wielding a lance and jumps off where Diarmuid is, intent on delivering first hit. ]