Post by Hope on Jul 16, 2013 3:56:22 GMT -5
Kokuou is Darkness (闇). Jasper is Light (光).
All players will receive 2 fate points for the duration of this mission. This is regardless of the normal rules for distributing fate points. Whether or not you use them this mission, you will lose them at the end of this mission. They do not count towards your normal number and will not be recorded in your stats tab. For information on how to use them, please read this thread.
For the purpose of this thread, the narrator "doing something" will result in either:
1 Fate Point: A piece of the records crumbles apart; a slab of the library or pile of books will obstruct your opponent's view (and your view of your opponent) in addition to automatically absorbing/blocking one attack.
2 Fate Points: Said rubble collapse will prevent your opponent from being able to dodge a single attack without spending BOTH of their actions next round dodging.
1 Fate Point: You may spend three rounds looking for a book and you may find it. The book cannot contain any information specific to another character unless it is false information/fiction or you have the controlling player's permission. The library is supposed to categorize them based on "fate", but the place is literally falling apart.
YOU MAY NOT USE YOUR NORMAL ALLOTMENT OF FATE POINTS IN THIS MISSION. FATE POINTS DO NOT RECOVER BETWEEN ROUNDS!
POST TIME LIMIT
Players have 72 hours to post in each thread. If you pass the allotted time, you will be given a strike: you must now post within however much time you are allotted minus 24 hours and this becomes your new alloted time. After 3 strikes your allotted time becomes zero: your turn is skipped, your character is approached by a ghast who gives you a debuff and your opponent may attack as though your astral self was temporarily disconnected from your mind. The ghast will phase in and phase out in mere seconds and be unpercievable to your opponent.
Stamina will NOT regenerate between fights. Instead you will receive all remaining stamina your opponent had if you get their mark (be it from fighting or bargaining). You can never get more than your maximum stamina back, of course.
Whenever you are late for a post, as mentioned above, something bad will happen to you that will buff your opponent until the end of the fight. It depends on what marks you each have and who influenced your character the most.
Light enveloped you seemingly without warning--leaving behind everything as you found yourself in a strange space. The halls, ceiling and flood all appeared to be made out of a dull marble--wrought with cracks and showing signs of age and decay. The air appeared breathable, albeit dusty. The temperature was unremarkable. The halls were completely silent save for an occasional windy pop. A steady light spread through every nook and cranny of the place--and yet the source was impossible to find as even your shadow seemed non-existent. But most notable of all were the books--millions and millions of books piled high across broken racks and shelves or just strewn across the floor haphazardly. From small paperbacks to enormous tomes in every language, size and edition possible. An infinite number of books with no clear categorization or even clear-cut relevance made even more difficult to interpret by the countless chunks of fallen debris, writing supplies and even what appears to be frozen water.
Which about the time you notice piece of paper in your hand. A simple page ripped out of what appears to be an economics textbook. Turning it over you see words appear--as though they were being written right at that point in time.
May the Feast of Twilight Satisfy Your Every Wishes
For You have been blessed with My Mark;
And Any who Collect All Four of My Marks
May Find Their Wishes Come True.
Reading the note you notice a mark on your forearm you'd never seen before--a black kanji that is undoubtedly the mark the letter is discussing.
And Anyone who Breaks Any Rule They Willingly Write On This Page
Will Find Their Stay Cut Very Short.
The room is at least the size of four football stadiums. Shelves lie in neat rows, only a few of them collapsing as their cracking structure gives way to some form of decay. There is only one opening in the otherwise crowded space: a single circle roughly 100 meters from where all the aisles of the shelves converge; embedded at least a meter deep into the ground in which marble has been replaced by what appears to be sand and rocks reminiscent of the Kosa Zen garden. And on the other side you see another figure reading a note just like yours.