You bring the baddie, I bring the fucked up stuff he'll doQuote:
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You bring the baddie, I bring the fucked up stuff he'll doQuote:
Originally Posted by Lyra Heartstrings
What does ranger bring?Quote:
Originally Posted by Deadpool
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Originally Posted by Lyra Heartstrings
The shipping
The pancakes
The redeeming qualities? I don't know. Maybe story elements.
Fish and chipsQuote:
Originally Posted by Lyra Heartstrings
Ooh, cool.Quote:
Originally Posted by Deadpool
Oh man, you would love a character I made for one of my own stories. He's basically like the Joker, but with a more gentlemanly personality. He prides himself on complete honesty, and if he says something, you can bet it's true.
He has this running gag where he'll sneak up on one of the main characters with a gun to his head. Then he'll pull the trigger, but it's just a blank. XD He does that at least six times. :p
He does it again at another point, and by this time, although enemies, the character is feigning fear to amuse the bad guy. He pulls the trigger, and there was an actual bullet this time.
Keep these ideas. If OC Village goes well, I'll do a sequel (if there's time, as well)Quote:
Originally Posted by Lyra Heartstrings
I have a very good idea on what I see based on just the first chapter. One more chapter might solidify the idea.
Das beautiful :3
It’s time to analyze the village that’s gonna kick ranger’s ass
Well, actually I don’t know if it will…
But ranger’s being cocky as fuck so I sincerely hope we do =P
OC Villagers Analysis
Travis Parker
First up is our great mayor, Travis Parker. Fortunately for us, this mayor is quite certainly competent. If the town is to defeat this beast, they need a good leader, and Travis fits that role well. Admittedly, the beast is PROBABLY not going to be a conventional enemy, therefore, it does beg the question whether or not his skills fighting conventional enemies such as bandits will help much. We’ll seeeeeeeee
Jeremiah Gleeson
He’s a hunter. He hunts. Potential skills to catch the beast somewhat offset by how long it would likely take him to be convinced there actually is a beast. Perhaps it may be a little late by then. But if anyone has the chops to actually kill the beast, this guy would probably be one of the top picks. He’d be especially effective if he combines his efforts with the next guy.
Larkson
He’s Larkson, he likes larks. He is a tracker, he tracks. While his tracking skills are impeccable, the possibility of him snapping could just as easily be a detriment to the village. He could kill the beast with his eyes closed, like literally :3
Aunt Hetty
She can bring people back from the dead and now they’re after your head… yep. As Turtle said, there’s going to be a death already in the next episode, if deaths keep at that sort of pace our town may or may not be fucked if a key villager ends up going down. Thus, Aunt Hetty may or may not end up saving the village, or at the very least, prolong the inevitable. I’m sure somebody who got killed by the beast would be best equipped to know how to beat it any way.
Dżnadorķa Sylpha
There is nothing in the world that I love more than hot anime chicks xP. She seems to be a very effective blacksmith, which always helps. Additionally, she seems to be no slouch on the battlefield either, and we could use all the offensive support we can get. Like Larkson, she could snap on the other villagers, which could be very problematic, especially since she has far more offensive capabilities than the former.
Toaster Spank Perplexing Wanker
Wait, did they even have soda back then? Well, whatever. Sugar rush could be either really helpful or really dangerous depending on who ends up in his immediate vicinity during that time. But when he has drunk a more reasonable amount of soda, he could potentially be the man to bring the whole town together.
Maybe.
Random Hobo
Yay my guy :3 He who is apparently one of the most realistic characters in the game. Don’t fuck with the crab cannon m8, it will fuck your shit up. If he fails at fighting at long range, his broken bottle skillz will fuck your shit up even more. It is worth noting that if Travis Parker’s more conventional strategies don’t work, one of Hobo’s ideas could potentially fill in his blind spot. Also his bird knowledge will TOTALLY come in handy…
Maybe.
Galvan Ampere
He has electricity powers yaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy. Under the condition that the beast tries fucking with his bar, which probably won’t happen right away, he’ll have another thing coming for him! Probably. While it’s not entirely out of the realm of possibility that the beast ends up being a person, if the beast turns out to be an actual beast I’m not sure how useful stuff like the “slip the poison in the drink” trick will be.
Jericho Louis-Arnad
Probably the most OP guy here, but he’s a guard, and it’s statistically proven that the guards tend to die first xP But yeah, it’s just a theory but I have a feeling our guard didn’t actually “sleep” on the job. But again, definitely the most OP villager in the game, probably more OP than Gonad’s normal OCs tbh
Loafa Bred
Is the most amazing character ever. I’m not entirely sure how much his chemical knowledge will come into play, but it’s certainly a potentially useful asset.
Also he’s amazing.
Hibiki
Fortunately, his first name is not Dan or else we’d be straight up fucked. Hibiki seems to have a bit of overlap with Aunt Hetty as far as interactions with the dead goes, but from what I gather Hibiki doesn’t actually have the power to explicitly bring people back to life. But communication with the dead to gain knowledge on the beast could easily be an asset. Definitely a good support-type character.
The Traveler
I don’t trust this guy… He might just be the “observer” of all the events taking place, or maybe his role is more involved… we’ll see :3
This is the group of people that’s going to kick ranger’s ass…
...
Hopefully.
Nice analysis! I look forward to what turtle has to offer. If he reveals what I think he will, then I can figure this out.
TBH I just wanted a Jack Harkness type but it developed to be way more OP...
Yay :3 sweet analysis, Loh, ty :3
Woah great analysis Log
Cremation
Looking at 'em all, I realized I was up to my neck in seven shades of shite. The mayor seemed like a total bad-arse. I wouldn't never wanna be in his face, ever. Gleeson and Larkson're on the same page. They're the brooding types of fellas, as dangerous as a bag of badgers. The Hobo and the Idiot? Frankly, I don't know how they survived all this time, ye couldn't boil an egg between em! What? Oh, that's an ole Irish saying. Means they're useless. So far, I've taken a liking towards Ole Hetty, Galvan, and Hibiki. They seem like the type you'd like to swing a pint towards. That leaves Slypha, and Loafa Bred.. They're.. eccentric, to say the least. Oh, right. I met Jericho that night.
The door opened softly but firmly. A shorter man in armor stepped forth, looking straight into the ground as he sat at the table.
Travis Parker: Nice of you to join us, Jericho.
Jericho faked a smile, then tended to the beer that Galvan brought him.
Parker: Alright, here's what we do. Larkson, Gleeson, you come with me. We'll inspect the forest, something's fishy. Hetty, you go to the graveyard, and talk to whoever you think might be good. The rest of you, stay here, and keep an eye on this Traveler. I don't like him one bit.
Jericho: What about -
Parker: Stay here, Jericho.
Parker, followed by Gleeson and Larkson, left the bar. A deadly silence fell over everyone. Almost everyone.
Loafa Bred: EYYY GUESS WHO-A BROUGHT THE OLIVE BREAD, EH?
Traveler: I guess I could go fer one, why the feck not?
Loafa Bred: Yeah but are-a you BREADY for it?
Hobo: BAWHAHWHWHAHAHAHAHHWHAHWHAHWHAHHWAHWHAH
Loafa Bred: EY, chill-a yo' bruschettas, eh?
Aunt Hetty: Alright, dearies, I'm off to the cemetery. Be nice, alright?
Aunt Hetty grabbed her bag, then left the bar.
The Hobo got up: DEATH IS IN A PURSE AND IT JINGLES NICELY. HELL CONSUMES TIME AS THE PURSE JINGLES!
He sat down.
Traveler: He's fecked in the head, or what?
Hibiki laughed: No.. no.. he's just a bit.. uhm.. special..
Galvan: Yeah, a special kind of crazy.
Traveler: Riiiight, okay then, I'll guess I'll be on me merry way!
He turned his head, and stared right into Sylpha's piercing eyes.
Slypha: YOU SHOULD REALLY STAY HERE :D I mean, as love as I'd like to take you out for a walk, Parker told us that -
A knock was heard on the bar door.
Galvan got up, and headed for it.
Jericho: He's gone.
Galvan: Huh?
Jericho: He knocked on the door and ran away. Something happened.
Parker: Larkson, do you sense anything?
Travis Parker, Jeremiah Gleeson and Larkson were in the forest.
Larkson: Hmm.. *sniff*... Strong perfume... Very strong...
Gleeson: Probably to mask his scent.
Larkson: So he has to be a very smelly enemy.
Gleeson: Or a very clever half-beast, who knows we could track them down by the smell.
Parker looked at them proudly, then he started sniffing.
Parker: Hey, do you?
Larkson: SMOKE!
Gleeson: To the village. NOW!
Hetty was in the cemetery, eating a cupcake. She was standing in front of the grave of Bernard McLewin, the former Stewart of the King. Hetty put the cupcake in her bag, and took out some chemicals. She poured them onto the grave, and she started dancing around the grave.
"Tereth, death and despair!", she cried out, reading from a little old book. "The earth, Shalt-an-anom!", she said, as he gracefully hopped over the grave. "ARISE, BAK-AK-KAB" she said one last time as she closed the book.
She used her whistle, and several purple sprites appeared. She reached her hand to one, and slammed it in the grave. The earth started shaking, and out came a skeleton that barely had any meat left on him. He got up, then crumbled to the ground.
Hetty: Hello, Bernie, dear!
Bernard McLewin: Ugh.. must resurrection always hurt in this way?
Hetty giggled.
Bernard: Nice to see you again, Hetty. What's the problem?
Hetty: Well, you see, Bernie, someone bought the village. We received a missive from the King.
Bernard: Hmm..
Hetty: Whoever could have done this?
Bernard: Well, let me see.. It could've been the King himself that wanted the village, but that's unlikely.. Must've been a wealthy family.. Either the Craichs, the O'Learies, or the Felds.. That is, unless the Wizard Council decided that -
Bernard was stopped short, when a laugh was heard behind Hetty, and the graves burst into flames.
Hetty immediately ran towards the exit of the cemetery, but she was weak because of the summoning, and she tripped. She looked up, and saw the sole of a boot heading towards her head.
When we all arrived, it was too late. The cemetery was ashes, and Hetty's body was burned to a crisp. Everyone was either sad, or furious. Me? I was glad.
I was glad that Parker was finally off me back.
To be continued...
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Good episode mang
oh crap :OOO
Oh man, I had a feeling [Hetty] would be the first out. She was way too useful for the plot to ignore her.
Good read!
Thanks!Quote:
Originally Posted by Lyra Heartstrings
You should spoiler that, tho
I have a theory. I definitely have a theory that can easily be proved. This chapter proved it more, but I need more evidence. Great chapter! Actually, you surprised me. Shocking in the emotional sense.
Rejected idea 1:- Forumers. Yes, of course this idea came across my mind before it was instantly casted out for being too joke-y. It would have most likely been me or Turtle, but it may have been Sam, sick of everyone treating him like s**t and so getting his own back on their creations. The arsenal of these characters would be based on their forum jokes and such, so I would have a trident, Turtle would have dildos, and so on. They would also have...I guess semi-omnipotence? Not knowing everything, that would be too far, but knowing more at once than an average guy would've. However, in the end, this would have also been a fairly predictable character type, as well as one in need of a serious buff.
NOOOOOOOOOO ;-;
Oh shiiiiiitttttttttttt
I guess our beast is some sort of human/humanoid then. Interesting...
Hunted
Galvan was closing up his bar, washing the last mug. He was whistling an old tune. He lifted his head when he heard the door of the bar open. "Hey, sorry, but I'm closing now, you can c-"
Galvan fell silent.
Parker rounded up everyone at the bar after last night. Everyone was either pissed, or too sad to listen to him. I myself regretted coming to this God-forsaken village.
Travis: So, when night falls... IS ANYONE LISTENING TO ME?
Everyone lifted their eyes, and looked at Parker.
Loafa Bred: Ehhh, now, don't-a get mad!
Parker: SHUT UP!
Sylpha: That's it.
Sylpha got up, and stormed out of the bar. Jericho grunted. Everyone was silent. Toaster Spank opened up a soda, then took the first sip. The Hobo was inspecting a spoon, and putting it under the candle flame. Gleeson was thinking. "This won't go anywhere. I need to take matters into my own hands.. but not now. Come night-time.", he thought.
Galvan: I think we should -
Parker: NO! YOU'RE NOT THE MAYOR HERE, SON!
Loafa Bred: THAT'S-A IT!
Loafa Bred got up, and punched Parker in the face.
Loafa Bred: THIS-A NOT YOUR TOWN, PARKER! IT'S-A OURS!
Parker gave him a look that could freeze hell. He got up, didn't say anything, and went for the door. Opening it, he muttered "I'll be at my house. Come to me when you realize you've all damned yourself", and left.
Everything went silent again.
At that point, I knew they fecked everything up. Parker was the one holding 'em together.
Hibiki: This might not be the right time, friends, but I think Hetty deserves a proper burial..
Loafa Bred: UP-A YOURS WITH YOUR BURIAL! What we need is to go out and BOOM, whack the beast up the head.
Hibiki got up, patted Bred on the back, and left the bar.
Hobo: SHUT YOUR EYES IF YOU WANT TO KEEP YOUR SOUL!
Then he ran out of the bar.
Larkson just walked out of the bar, saying nothing.
Jericho put down his drink, and went for the door. He turned to Loafa Bred, "You disgust me.", then left.
Only Loafa Bred, Jeremiah Gleeson, Toaster Spank Perplexing Wanker, the silent Traveller and of course, Galvan Ampere were left in the bar.
Galvan: You shouldn't have done that, Bred.
Loafa Bred crashed in a chair: I-a know.. my anger always gets-a better of me.
Gleeson: No shit..
Toaster Spank got up on a table.
"FRIENDS. WE MUST STICK TOGETHER IN THESE DARK TIMES! LOAFA BRED! YOU MUST BE THE LINK TO HOLD US ALL! GO TO PARKER, AND TELL HIM YOU ARE SOOOOOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
Toaster Spank jumped back on the chair.
"Can I get another soda?"
Larkson walked out of the bar.
"Heeeelp!"
He heard a distant cry in the forest. It was day, so he had his blindfold on.. but he couldn't let anyone die. He ran towards the cry. Suddenly, he started walking slowly. He smelled the same perfume from before.
"Hrr.. DAMN IT!"
Larkson ran towards the village, but something tripped him. He heard someone pant, and immediately dodged to the left. An object stuck to the ground where he stood. He quickly got up and pushed the attacker. He tried running towards the village, but a sharp object pierced his leg, causing him to fall down.
He heard a laugh behind him as he fell. Larkson was pissed. Ignoring the pain, he got up and punched the attacker in the gut. Then, he jumped on him, and punched him repeatedly. The attacker extended his hand and ripped his blindfold. Having not seen the light of day in years, Larkson was now blinded. The attacker took advantage of this, and Larkson felt a sword pierce his heart.
Larkson fell to the ground, and the last thing he saw was a big smile.
To be continued...
Perfume... Hm... I'm writing this all down by the way. Swords... Metal blade in the ground, potentially a trap. I see..
With how ranger thinks, It's probably "The man"
the government is shutting us down like russia, killing anyone who opposes
"Larkson was now blinded"
"The last thing he saw was a big smile"
Hue
But yeah, good chapter m8, so this guy has a sord eh?
Blinded by the light, which is pretty much a very short blindnessQuote:
Originally Posted by Log
A Funeral
That afternoon was dead silent, every fella in town disappeared in their own house. I stayed with Galvan in the bar, and he fecking questioned me all day. He's a curious bugger. Anyway, by night, we gathered to give Hetty a proper burial, conducted by Hibiki. Honestly, I didn't give a decorated shite about Hetty, but I was there.
Of course.
Parker, Gleeson, Slypha (who donned her armour), Toaster Spank, the Hobo, Jericho, Loafa Bred and the Traveler.
Hibiki: Friends.
"We mourn the loss of Aunt Hetty with fullest and deepest hearts. Death is not an end, it's entirely how you look at it which is important. The sun shall rise and it shall set, and it shall do so each day, regardless of who dies and who lives. Farewell, Hetty!"
Hibiki dropped a match onto the pyre, and the body started burning. He turned around to face the group.
"But we are not concerned of the Sun. We must take care of our village. For evil is afoot. And -"
"EVIL IS CLOSE!", Hobo yelled out. "EVIL MOCKS THE GOOD AND TRICKS THE MIND! TRUTH IS BUT FAKE AND -"
Loafa Bred walked up and punched the Hobo. "Shut-a the fuck up, you-a lunatic!"
"N-nooo, no,nono fighting.. no...", Toaster Spank muttered and wandered off into the forest.
Hibiki pushed Loafa Bred away: "Calm down, and stop being so aggressive! You need to calm down!"
"YOU-A BE CALM WHEN WE-A LOST A VILLAGER TO -"
???: Two villagers!
A body was thrown by a dark silhouette onto Hetty's pyre. It was Larkson.
Gleeson: No..
Parker: GET THAT SONUVABITCH!
Everyone rushed to where the silhouette was spotted, but it disappeared into thin air.
Loafa Bred: THAT FIGLIO DI PUTTANA DISAPPEARED!
Parker grunted something, then left the funeral, and headed to his house. Traveler nodded to himself.
I have to say, that Parker fella is one tough cookie. But he is smart, he knows they won't take down the Beast if they won't together. And he knows who's to blame for that. Oh, he knows, he fecking knows alright.
Jericho: I, for one, have had it. Gleeson, Bred, you're coming with me. Sylpha, stay here and defend the town.
Gleeson and Bred walked over to Jericho, who was already walking towards the Forest.
"We're hunting a Beast."
The next day, The Hobo, Sylpha, Hibiki, The Traveler and of course, Galvan, were in the bar. Toaster Spank was nowhere to be found, and Parker was at his house, refusing contact with anyone.
Sylpha: I should go look for them...
Galvan: No, stay here. Jericho knows what he's doing.
Slypha: HUH?! And I don't!? I can just fly over to them, and give them a bird's eye view of what -
Hobo: BETRAYAL!
Galvan: Huh?
The Hobo looked down into his drink, and started examining the table.
Sylpha: Have you ever thought that all this cryptic nonsense he's spouting actually makes sesne?
Hibiki: Hmm..
Galvan: N-No, I think he's.. heh, just crazy..
Sylpha: Are you ok? You're sweating.
Galvan: Yeah. I'm fine.
There was a deadly silence for a few moments, when both bar doors swung open at the same time. On one door, was Toaster Spank, and on the other, a complete stranger.
Toaster Spank: I SAW DE BEAST!
Stranger: I'M DYING!
To be continued...
Oh for fock sakes, keep it together village
Yeezus we suck xD
So beast dies next chapter right
Yes.Quote:
Originally Posted by Poles
I'm not even joking right now
We are fucked
Hm... I wonder...
I wanna hear your theoriesQuote:
Originally Posted by Klonoa
Rejected beast idea 2: Balloon Boy. No buffs, nothing to really give him a chance. Just a way to vent my frustration on the thing, through a ton of beating. But then, I wanted to do something serious. So, unfortunately, Balloon Boy wasn't used.
Three Hunters and a Stranger
Journal of Travis Parker
We're all doomed. I know it for a fact. Jericho, Gleeson and Bred are off to "hunt" a beast, and it ain't even a beast we're up against. I know what we face. I know how to stop it. I know what will happen.
They don't deserve my help.
I will do the right thing. But not now. They need to learn the hard way.
You ever wondered what the feck would happen if you put 5 angry cats in the same bag then tossed that bag in a kennel full o'angry dogs? Total bloody chaos, that's what happens. This was worse.
As the Stranger and Toaster Spank Perplexing Wanker walked into a bar, a series of events unfolded.
Hibiki rushed to the Stranger in order to heal his wounds.
Sylpha readied her hammer to crush anyone who dared harm the village.
The Traveler examined everything carefully.
The Hobo eyed Galvan carefully.
Galvan pushed Toaster Spank into a chair and gave him a soda.
Hibiki(to the Stranger): Are you alright? What happened?
Stranger: My.. hrgnh.. chest... slash..
Hibiki placed his hand on the Stranger's chest, and the gash slowly closed.
Galvan(to Toaster): What did he look like?
Toaster: Like.. like...
He pointed a finger towards the Stranger
...THAT!
The Traveler grinned ironically, as Sylpha readied her hammer.
The Stranger was sweating bullets.
Jericho sniffed the air. Expensive perfume.
Gleeson carved something in a tree, to mark the place.
Bred: COME ON YOU SONUVABEETCH SHOW YOURSELF!
Jericho: Loafa. Quiet. We're hunting.
Bred: Are we? It'a looks to me you like you a sniffing and chopping trees! Let me'a show you how to catch a fucking beast!
Bred walked into the middle of the forest clearing, with his arms extended.
Bred: COME ON YOU MOTHAFUCKA IMMA SHOW YOU A WHAT A REAL KILLER IS, PUTANA! VAFANCULLO DI -
A gunshot was heard, and Bred dropped down, silent (finally).
Gleeson kneeled next to him: Right between the eyes. Incredible precision.
Jericho: Our killer is a sniper. Let's head back. The village will want to hear about this.
Gleeson: Aren't we going to finish the hunt?
Jericho: No. We need Parker.
Gleeson: He doesn't want to help us.
Jericho: He will, now that Bred is dead.
Jericho and Gleeson left the forest, and everything grew silent. Footsteps were heard. The brown boots that Hetty saw just before she died approached the body of Loafa Bred.
"Well, it looks like I don't even have to do anything. These inbreds are killing themselves."
He laughed, and walked away.
Back at the bar, Sylpha tossed the Stranger into a table.
Hibiki: Slypha, there is no need for violence!
Sylpha lifted her hammer, but before striking down and bashing the Stranger's head, she looked into his eyes. He wasn't a killer.
Toaster Spank: KILL THE KILLER!
Sylpha turned to Toaster Spank: How do you know he's the killer?
Toaster Spank: The nice man promised me soda if I say he is.
Galvan: Oh boy..
To be continued...
It returns! Another great chapter, another great death, another step closer to victory. *laughs in what thinks is an evil tone, but turns out to just be a child-like giggle*
Rejected beast idea 3: An idea was to create something stereotypical of a beast, large, hulking, quadruped, with the intention of charging into the village and, if winning, wiping them out in around an hour. I never got past the vague shape of it and it's huge strength, so I have no idea what would be the specifics, what it's additional powers would be. However, it is clear to see that our beast is much more methodical, and actually thinks about how things occur, which allows for a much more suspenseful build up, which I prefer to essentially making this story Monster Hunter: Forum Edition.
The whole overpowered beast thing charging in would've made a great horror/adventure storyQuote:
Originally Posted by rangernumberx
I've forgotten lots of the theories I had... Well, back to the drawing board for me. I'll figure this out, just you wait!