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Fandom Moonlit Crusade

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An Eerie Night - 1
  • Index
    • Moonlit Crusade​
    QUEST LOG​

    PROLOGUE:
    An Eerie Night​
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    10 - 13 - 17 (EVENING)
    BLANCRETE CENTRAL PARK​
    The central park, a masterpiece in the middle of this grand city. Decorated by a various plants and towering trees, as well as a number of public art pieces, the park in its entirety is a sight to behold.

    Originally intended to be a refuge of peace and quiet for those stressed by their daily lives, the park has now become a famous spot to hang out and relax, not only for those stressed out, but for everyone.

    But tonight, the park seems to be lacking visitors, compared to the usual. Despite it being Friday, there's nothing but a countable few in sight, and even then, they are starting to leave. Among the few park visitors is our protagonist, a young student whose semester break is just a week from now. On the eastern side of the park, seated on a bench.

    They are emptily gazing upon the plants, swaying to the mercy of the cold night's breeze. It could be easily assumed that they are spacing out.



    What is our protagonist's gender?
    MALE
    FEMALE

    What is our protagonist's name?
    (DEFAULT NAME)
    WRITE-IN.
    ​
     
  • Index
    • An Eerie Night - 2
  • Index
    • Moonlit Crusade​
    QUEST LOG​

    PROLOGUE:
    An Eerie Night​

    10 - 13 - 17 (EVENING)
    BLANCRETE CENTRAL PARK​
    Alton de Lune. That is the name of this story's protagonist - a young lad whose simple life is about to get dragged into an extremely messed-up side of the world.

    After a short while, he finally snapped out of the trance. Finally realizing that he had wasted a decent amount of time sitting down in the park, he took a look on his wristwatch.

    9:43​

    It's already late. He decided that it would be best to head back home, and so, he picked up your bag, and rose from the seat. Fortunately, his home isn't too far from the park, so wouldn't need to waste your money on getting a cab. And so, he walked. Down the path where he stood upon, which would lead to the roads beyond the central park.

    As he followed the path, he suddenly felt an inexplicable urge to gaze upon the sky and stare at the moon. And so, as if compelled by fate itself, Alton did.

    He could not believe what he saw.

    The night sky was lit up...

    by a blue moon.​

    He always thought that such a phenomena wasn't real. That it simply was a form of speech, a term of fantasy used for idioms and whatnot.

    And yet here it was, basking him in its mysterious light - the blue moon.

    He slowly begin to lose track of what he was doing, as he gazed in awe at the astral body.

    That was, until he heard a loud scream echo from the east, dispelling him from the trance he was were unintentionally placing himself into.



    What will Alton do?
    Investigate where the scream came from.
    Ignore it and go home.
    ​
     
  • Index
    • An Eerie Night - 3
  • Index
    • Moonlit Crusade​
    QUEST LOG​

    PROLOGUE:
    An Eerie Night​

    10 - 13 - 17 (EVENING)
    BLANCRETE CENTRAL PARK​
    Alton's curiosity forced him to decide on investigating where the scream came from.

    He headed towards the east, ignoring the signs that say "keep off the grass", and trampled upon the green earth as he ran. Until Alton saw a trail of blood leading to a dark portion of park, and followed it out of the same reason - sheer curiosity.

    As he continued to follow the blood trail, the drops of crimson liquid slowly grew in size up until they became puddles. After a few minutes of tracking, Alton began to hear noises coming from an isolated corner, just a sharp turn from his current displacement.

    Instinctively, he leaned against the wall, and sneakily moved nearer, inch by inch until he stopped at a point where he can somewhat hear the noises more clearly.

    "Where is it, mage?", a deep, menacing voice spoke.

    "I-I don't know! I swear!", a trembling voice replied.

    Curious yet again, Alton decided to take a sneak peek at the said corner.

    A bad idea. Definitely, a bad idea.

    "Then you are of no use to me.", the menacing voice said.

    Alton caught a glimpse of the source of this voice - a man dressed in a formal suit, with a red scarf hanging upon his shoulders.

    But more importantly, he had witnessed a what seems to be a wounded salary man get slain by a strange long-haired man clad in rugged clothing. The strange-clothed man moved so quick, that he couldn't even tell what happened.

    Alton could only see that he went to the wounded salary man in the blink of an eye, and stab him in the chest with a sword, then return to the side of the man in the suit.

    Alton was left speechless in fear. Quickly taking a step back, he unexpectedly crushed a dead leaf, and the crunching noise made the two remaining men turn their attention towards him.

    Upon feeling the murderous intent in their gaze, Alton immediately ran away, as fast as he could. Not towards the direction of his home, but to the center of the park. If he remembered it correctly, a police outpost is stationed there. Hopefully, the officers there wouldn't be absent in this situation.

    Unfortunately, he was panicking as he ran, causing him to trip on a surfaced tree root.

    As Alton fell to the ground, he begin to think that this is where he was going to die. He turned to look at the blue moon once more, strangely captivated by its mystical appearance.

    "If I'm to die here, then...", he mumbled to himself.

    After a second, Alton turned his gaze to the path before him, where the expected death would come.

    From the distance, Alton could see the strange clothed man rushing towards him with his sword in two hands. By the look of it, he would not survive this.

    Alton would have accepted such ill fate. But after being compelled by a strange force, he chose to go against fate itself.



    What will Alton's next action be?
    "I will not die here!"
    "I refuse to perish!"
    Scream loudly and furiously.
    Call for help.
    ​
     
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    • ✧ call for help

    if he's going to yell, he might as well direct it to someone, anyone,     who could save him from this impossible situation he had brought upon himself.
     
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    An Eerie Night - 4
  • Index
    • Moonlit Crusade​
    QUEST LOG​

    PROLOGUE:
    An Eerie Night​

    10 - 13 - 17 (EVENING)
    BLANCRETE CENTRAL PARK​
    Alton desperately called for help. "Someone please-", he shouted to the top of his lungs, hoping that the sheer volume of his voice would be enough to gain attention.

    Unfortunately, there was no response. And if there was any coming, it was already too late. The strange-clothed man already drew near, and there was no way Alton could outrun him. Inevitable, his death was.

    Or should be.

    In the blink of an eye, the ground where he laid upon glowed brightly, and strange images of moving circles with intricate designs appeared before him. Then, a blinding light flashed before him, followed by the deafening noise of steel clashing against each other.

    As Alton's sight finally came to, after such a confusing display of light works, he saw a woman. Right before him, clad in armor shining beneath the moonlight, and her red silken cape swayed under the mercy of the cold night's wind, just like her dark blonde hair. She could be seen holding off the attack that was supposed to end Alton's life, with a sword that had a long red cloth tied upon its handle.

    After a moment of struggle between blades, the strange-clothed man grunted, then returned back to where he came from, leaving only Alton and the mysterious armored woman alone.

    The woman, then, turned to face Alton and offered him her hand to help him up. Still in awe and confusion, Alton took the hand, stood up, and took a number of steps back. He was awed at the woman's appearance, gleaming of elegance and fortitude. Yet at the same time, he was confused as to how and why she appeared.

    But before he could speak, the woman let out her voice. "I, Bradamante, have answered your call." She thrust her sword onto the ground, breaking the tiles of the park's walkway. Her eyes glared at him.



    How will Alton react?
    Ask what just happened.
    Try to think it's all just a dream.
    Run away.
    Write-in.
    ​
     
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    • ✧ ask what in tarnation just happened

    the events that led to alton's meeting with the woman named bradamante probably happened too quickly for him to completely comprehend. at this point, he may had even more questions piled up on top of each other instead of finding answers for the ones he had prior.

    it seems more possible for the current situation to be a dream than reality, what with the business of the lady coming out of the ground and the glowing symbols. but even if this was just a dream, the woman did just save him from that crazy guy. so just go and ask the pretty lady, alton!
     
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    someone is not aware that the option to choose for the most brownie points is obviously...

    to >poke her cheek.
     
    pioca said:
    what did you drink this time?
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    oh, pio, my dear child. it is not about my intoxication. it is about the imagination.

    alton should >poke her cheek as a way of making sure that she's real. write-ins are always there for reasons, don't you know? those reasons include influencing the flow of the roleplay in the most you that you can ever do. therefore, my mark on this roleplay will be... fluff!
     
    t-the declarations were different from the actions?!

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    i'd still choose something less "protagonistic" for realism + character development, so the joke is on y o u
     
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    Damn, it's tied again. At this rate, I might just fuse both of the options in the incoming update.
     
    An Eerie Night - 5
  • Index
    • Moonlit Crusade​
    QUEST LOG​

    PROLOGUE:
    An Eerie Night​

    10 - 13 - 17 (EVENING)
    BLANCRETE CENTRAL PARK​
    With all the strange things that had happened to Alton, his mind had been boggled to the point that he doubts whether these occurrences are real or not at all. Thus, hoping to free himself from insanity before his mind goes deep into it, the young man decided to test the waters and find out what was reality, and what was not.

    Alton stepped closer towards the armored woman, and slowly raised his arm, with his hand heading to the direction of her face. And in time, he finally did what he thought of doing.

    He poked her cheek.

    His index finger touched the woman's face, and was slowly and gently pressed unto her polished skin. The sensation it gave, was unfortunately, too real. Alton felt, through his finger, the unexpected smoothness and definition of her skin - like a gentle sheep's fur that had gone through countless shearing, and yet remains to be as polished as ever.

    It stayed there for a few seconds, until the woman jumped back and shouted at Alton.

    "W-what are you doing?!", she said. Her hands were firmly grasped at her sword, but it was left sheathed upon the ground. The woman, who called herself Bradamante, seems to have been flustered by Alton's action. "You can't just go around touching a woman's face like that!"



    What will Alton do?
    Apologize.
    Justify his action.
    Write-in.
    ​
     
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    • alton should >justify his action... politely.

    we do need our protagonist to be alive and well to be able to win more brownie points! :-0
     
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