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[/b] So this is one of three event threads that will be going on during the month of November. Are you enjoying the suddenness of it all? If you are confused, just read this.As it and the others roared into the castle town on its vine wheels, the light of the moon beginning to rise in the sky, eventually it split off from the rest. It was larger than all the other pumpkins, and clearly the leader of this newfound resistance. It weaved through the streets until it came to the center of the town. The fountain, while damaged, was still spouting water for people to throw rupees in or even just enjoy themselves, have a nice drink or something. If only they could make it spout apple cider instead of water or something. It was ten feet tall and towered above any who would challenge it, its vines acting for wheels, with two vines with bulbs to act as a set of arms, complete with hands. Finally the pumpkin stagecoach whirled its arms about, revealing a set of vines within. This was going to be interesting. It was a threat... probably. But it couldn't have been as bad as what happened, could it have been? In a moment it showed that it was perfectly capable of speech, its maw opening and revealing a golden glowing light within. It let out a loud cackle before announcing itself to the world. "It's harvesting season! And I'm here you harvest... YOUR PAIN!" It announced itself to the world with a horrid daemonfrog laugh before pausing, looking a bit flustered for a moment. Its "arms" were wringing each other as it paused for a moment. "You know, like pain is a crop to be harvested." It explained the joke. Right, so this was almost certainly not as big a threat as say, Morrigan or something. Good to know. Admin Note: No round timers on this due to the fact it's not plot relevant, don't make me regret this. You also have until the end of November to finish this~  PUMPKIN RIDERBRAVE-HEARTED PUMPKIN@open @open @open @open @open [/font][/ul][/div][/blockquote][/td][td] T
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Post by Anastasia Morozova on Nov 9, 2017 17:49:47 GMT -8
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| Anastasia had no clue why they were still here, nah, wait. They knew. They had just been walking through town as one more stroll to get a good look at the place, having taken in all the damage that had gone down. They were too late to help heal anybody, but they figured they might as well show up when they heard about what had happened. If they couldn't heal anybody now, then they may as well stick around to help out a little.
Bow slung over their back, they paused in their steps when a strange noise could be heard. It was difficult to discern what it was, but it was large enough to create enough n- 'It's harvesting season! And I'm here you harvest... YOUR PAIN!'. Ana nearly jumped out of their skin as the voice called out, but instead of fear, they grew irritated. Who the hell had the gall to yell at this hour in the middle of a ruined town?!
"Excuse me, who do you... oh. well shit." Ana sighed out as they stepped around the corner, looking up at the... pumpkin? It towered over them, even from where Ana was standing in the alley way across the destroyed fountain. Out of reflex Ana pulled out one of their arrows and pulled their bow into their other hand. The arrow was at the ready, but not drawn just yet as the zora watched. It... explained it's own comment?
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Post by Volga on Nov 9, 2017 17:51:52 GMT -8
A pumpkin? Well, at least it wasn't made of shadows. Or nearly as huge. Volga sighed as he pulled his dragon spear from his back, giving a nice pat to his reforged armor. This would prove very useful. Even if it didn't use fire. That Kokiri magic, or Deku magic; whatever it was, it was useful. And he was going to murder this thing. The fact it felt the need to explain its joke gave him more reason to do so. It was not only the enemy, it was an idiot!
"DON'T EXPLAIN JOKES!" the angry dragon shouted, seeming to focus on that for...no real reason. May be he just wanted an excuse to be angry and murder the giant sentient pumpkin. Not that he needed much reason to be angry. Still, readying his primary spear, he took ready but did not immediately attack the pumpkin. Not yet, anyway. Perhaps he was a bit wary of vines and tentacles after some prior encounters. Or may be he just didn't trust people who used vines. A scythe to the back would do that.
"NOW COME AT ME, YOU OVERGROWN PIE!" Calling it an overgrown plant would just be redundant. Now, calling it out on what it would be when he killed it, that was how you did it. He gripped the spear in both hands, keeping his eyes on the pumpkin and its various appendages. He'd see how it would attack, and then exploit the hell out of its openings.
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Post by Dieter Wolfram on Nov 9, 2017 17:57:13 GMT -8
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waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain
Dieter’s azure eyes twitched in agitation, uncertain if this newfound guest was going to attempt to destroy the hard work the citizens of Castle Town had managed over the last two days. He’d remembered his promise to Lycoris, they’d agreed that he’d be granted five days to aid Castle Town before he’d depart for the Mountains to awaken the slumbering dragon. He’d glanced at the other Deku under his charge, gesturing for them to usher non-combatants away from the town center; it was better to air on the side of caution. The Captain of the Guard reached behind him, retrieving his precious spear from its’ holster with a practiced roll of his wrist. The tip of his spear whistled through the air before he’d leveled it in front of him, not quite assuming brandishing yet having it at the ready should one of those vines come in his direction. The Pumpkin’s jokes were cringe worthy, its’ degree of intelligence on par with certain unnamed individual that had caused a ruckus the day prior.
“ What manner of creature are you?”
Dieter didn’t hesitate to ask the question that was likely in many of the spectatres’ minds. He’d witnessed all manner of creature in his travels, this included a particularly lively creature of thorn and vines. Was there some dark magic at work? He’d questioned to himself as he’d eyed the creature warily. He’d begun to sulk forward, positioning himself in between the pumpkin and a group of children that were still be ushered to leave. He couldn't help but smirk to himself when he'd heard Volga's voice. This pumpkin had no idea of the world of hurt it was in for.
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Post by Nuada Papke on Nov 9, 2017 17:58:39 GMT -8
Once upon a ChristmasThe Hylian Knight was just going on a good night stroll as a night, perhaps an nightmare is common for lest that be true, there ought to be a fright. It ain't right, but without light, one cannot see for they are without sight. Swiggity swaggity, Nuada is coming for that booty.
Nuada was garbed in his usual full steel set, visor down to conceal his visage, as he looked just like any other Hylian Knight. Except handsomer, and better. He was better because he was alive, whereas scores of his fellows were dead. Bless Morrigan for that for cutting the chaff off the wheat, and giving preciousness to the Hylian Knightly Order, or some nonsense like that. Who knows? One thing was for certain, the pumpkin was an odd thing, and he found himself hungering for its flesh. He licked his lips and stared at it hungrily, his mouth salivating at the sight and...
Oh, right, there were others in the area.
Nuada kept his attention peeled for his surrounding, having been on a routine patrol, he was at the very back end of the group. He gripped both hands on his Claymore, while his shield was sheathed, as he stared at the pumpkin.
"Oh bloody fuck." He swore under his breath. "NO. NO. This is NOT going to be theme of this fight. SHAME ON YOU. If you make ONE more farming pun, I am going to WEAR YOUR ENTRAILS as a BELT. Goddamned overgrown vegetable." Nuada huffed out in a bellow, scowling from behind his protective visor.
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Post by Colin on Nov 12, 2017 17:47:05 GMT -8
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Colin wearily wandered into the outskirts of town, hoping that he could bring back some food for the Ordana Restoration effort. He had traveled far and long for the sake of his neighbors to be, but of course -- nothing could ever go as planned, could it?
He raised his head after momentarily browsing through a produce stall, having wondered if that could possibly be enough to feed a construction team of both Humans and Minish. Though, clearly, hunger in Hyrule was no longer going to be a problem -- assuming that the soldiers of castle town had their weight's worth of veterancy. Colin was almost excited to offer himself to fight, especially since his father had him slicing through melon and gourd rinds as edge alignment practice for over a decade.
"Eheh," Colin chuckled slightly, finding this monster to be pleasantly amusing. The fact that it was telling jokes made it somewhat of a shame that it was threatening to kill everyone. Though, after having watched and ominous, faceless, fearless, inhuman shadow crush and burn everyone he'd loved -- a giant pumpkin wasn't going to frighten him in the least.
The boy shed his robe, revealing the blade and hook shot that hung from his hips. After drawing the mechanical device, he aimed it with both hands, arcing his line of fire over the crowd and into the upper quarter of the giant pumpkin creature. Expecting the pull to come, the boy quickly wrapped both hands around the device, leaping into the air with both feet forward.
"HREG," he groaned, as he felt the weight of all of his organs being quickly jerked to the back of his spine as his boots firmly planted against the dense, yet spongy surface walls of the creature.
Colin recklessly drew his blade with one hand; the spine scraped against the scabbard with a grinding rasp, before he threateningly reared it up in the air. The sun glinted off his blade as he gathered enough might in his shoulder and core muscles that his strike to come might have enough weight to 'break the skin.'
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[/b] The pumpkin retorted, placing its vines on its side, trying to give the Dragon Knight a glare. Really, that was just the most obvious thing in the world. Its eyes or the holes for its eyes, no one was really sure, started to narrow at the former Warden. The others were rude if not downright insulting! But here was a meatbag trying to lecture the great Rider on comedy?! insulting! Absolutely insulting! Still, it seemed like things weren't really going to escalate to violence right up until "Ow!" a sword wielded by a farm boy from the remains of Ordon bit into its skin. Moving one of the vines slightly as if to nurse the cut, the boy still latched on by his sword. The eyes seemed to just move to the side to get a better look at the kid. Really, out of everyone here, this was the one with the guts to start the fight? "I guess I get... your point." It broke out into a gigglish cackle again, prodding the flat of Colin's blade with one of its vines. "You know, 'cause your sword is sharp." Yes, it figured that Colin would appreciate the razor sharp wit. The boy was from the country, it could smell the earth in him, surely he had excellent taste in comedy. It took its vine away. "Anyway--" It immediately cut itself off before its eyes, glowing a bright white, blasted Colin with two streams of lightning coming straight from its eyes. The electricity coursed through Colin, before knocking him off, taking the sword with him, and landing down on his back. There would be some minor pain and very light burns, but otherwise he was fine. [ Colin, UNLIMITED POWER, MINOR DAMAGE] Wheeling itself away, it seemed to be practically dancing as it turned its gaze back to the entire group. "That must have been shocking! What with you getting zapped and all." Fortunately there was a healer nearby, not that there was much to heal anyway. "They'll have to put you meatbags in bodybags, 'cause you'll all be dead!" The Pumpkin Rider let out another evil cackle before it thrust itself at full speed at the group, intending to run them down. Anastasia MorozovaVolgaDieter WolframNuada PapkeColin[/font][/ul][/div][/blockquote][/td][td] T
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Post by Volga on Nov 16, 2017 13:54:11 GMT -8
Some kid threw himself at the pumpkin with reckless abandon, wearing their inexperience on their sleeve like a badge...and then promptly got electrocuted by the pumpkin. So it had laser eyes. Good to know. Kid would probably be fine. Probably. It didn't matter too much, as the greater focus at the moment was on the enemy. It moved in to charge at them, and Volga dove to the side to avoid the very much telegraphed attack. Specifically, he dove to the side that would place him on the opposite side as the pumpkin's face. As he finished his movement, he pulled the hookshot from his pack and fired it at the back of the pumpkin in an attempt to latch onto its back side.
"SHAME YOU'LL BE BAKING IN THE OVEN SOON," Volga was not going to let the pie thing go. He very much intended to eat this thing when they were done. He had a threat to keep, even if the enemy wouldn't know it. Assuming it connected, with the hookshot as an anchor point, Volga would move to begin stabbing and tearing at the pumpkin using the dragon spear in his off hand. The sword broke through, so it couldn't be that durable, and it wasn't literally made of magic, so the Deku Spear wasn't an immediate choice. He'd see how this went and decide on his choice of weapon afterwards.
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Post by Colin on Nov 16, 2017 22:41:39 GMT -8
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Colin found himself on the floor after shuddering through his muscles buzzing. They felt strangely numb. Regardless of puns, the youngster would expected a Jack-o-Lantern to have attacks based on fire -- not electricity. Rolling over as he scrambled for his sword, Colin looked back at the creature, trying to think a tad more tactically. What could he do to keep that thing from spinning around and blasting him again?
The overgrown 'Pun-kin Mobile' resembled a cart, or wagon by nature; and if there was anything wrong with a wagon -- it was that it relied on four wheels. After raising from his knees, he gripped his blade in both hands, and lowered his guard below his ankles, keeping the blade from risking anyone in the crowd that he might need to evade.
Keeping his pace, the slightly bruised and dusty Colin chased after the very mobile cart, sweeping the blade up with the intent to sever a wheel from its vine-like axle. Hopping from one toe to the other, the panting young lad glared viciously through his drooping bangs into the eyes of the likely annoyed creature. His grip was elegant and light, though his posture was serious and daring.
"What's wrong, can't wheel AND deal; or am I severing your axle of evil," with a crooked smile and a sinister smirk, the injured youth made it perfectly clear he was still in the fight by rubbing salt into the gourd's wounds by mirroring his style.
"... because wheels rotate on axles... and you move on wheels, and you are in fact... evil."
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Post by Anastasia Morozova on Nov 18, 2017 13:38:43 GMT -8
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| Oh, ouch, well, that look like that hurt on several different levels, but they didn't question it. Seeing as there were almost more than enough warriors dumping down onto the pumpkin and it's bad jokes, ana took the time to use their positioning to their advantage. See kids, positioning is important.
They were a good distance away from the fray to see the pumpkin charging, and took the time they had between then and when it would make contact to bolt behind the building previously used for cover. While in the broken remains of the alley way, Ana ran to their new position, perpendicular to the group. Satisfied with their new found range, and pulled their bow back out and knocked another arrow.
Staring at the carriage, then back down to their arrow, they frowned at their bow and then at the pumpkin. If spears and swords were doing what it was doing, their normal little arrows would simply add a projectile in. And if they didn't aim it carefully, they ran the risk of shooting one of the guys on their team. So they kept the arrow knocked and their eyes locked forward.
Oh the wonderful life of a healer. Hiding away from the combat until you needed to come out into it. And don't forget the typical, almost always useless weapon that accompanies most healers. They shrugged it off, an internal rant best saved for after this bad joke cracking pumpkin was dead... or in a dish, according to what the red man said.
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Post by Telma on Nov 18, 2017 20:11:01 GMT -8
[nospaces] YOU HAD ME HOOKED AGAIN FROM THE MINUTE YOU SAT DOWN [attr="class","mtnsndb"]late to the party was better than not showing up at all. telma had every intention of getting blasted and passing out for twelve hours, but she got distracted catching up with the woman looking after louise, bless her, and then she heard some rumbling sounds and shouting and cackling and... pumpkins? rolling through castle town? magical shenanigans. telma wanted no part of it. she didn't fucks with that. [break][break]
but then the cackling and shouting, and of course telma had to investigate. how could she not? and what she discovered - hoo. well. she'd have an interesting story to tell the resistance at least. [break][break]
the thing was shouting and making... terrible jokes? she guessed? but more importantly, a boy got electrocuted, and the pumpkin was trying to mow people down, so clearly telma had to intervene. the boy looked remarkably like colin, but it had been some time since she'd seen him, and really she wasn't entirely sure that any of this was really happening. she could just be having some kind of fucked-up whisky dream. no reason to stand back, then. of course she'd dive into the fray. [break][break]
taking advantage of her late entrance, as it appeared to be focused on the group already fighting it, telma crept and looped around so she was approaching the pumpkin from the back, the same side as the man firing his hookshot at its backside. she took one of her daggers from the sheath on her thigh and threw it at the vine where it curled into a back wheel, hoping to sever or at least do some damage. [break][break]
"can you all stop with the bad jokes?" she complained, pulling her shortsword from its ever-constant sheath at her side. "they hurt. i'm wounded. dying." telma kept a healthy distance of forty feet away, waiting for the pumpkin to draw closer rather than charging in recklessly.
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Post by Nuada Papke on Nov 20, 2017 12:18:35 GMT -8
Pun-ishmentSo, there he was, Nuada, faced with a rather difficult choice (not), and that is to either strafe to the side with a sprint, or let the pumpkin mow him down by running him over like some kid hopped up on sugar and given a carriage to use in some grand case of auto-theft. Being the sane man that he was, he had elected to do the SANE thing here, and merely do just that -- sprint to the side until his back hugged against a windowless wall, giving clear leeway to the pumpkin to just NOT run over him. He had cleared himself of that horrid pun-making pumpkin's path, and saved himself from assailment, but truth be told, every minute had made Nuada want to let himself get run over. That pumpkin's puns were just... HORRID. It made him give a disgusted face akin to actually talking to an albino talking, yet pantsless personification of a sword with a tophat going on about legends from ages bygone. Utter disgrace, that, and one of the reasons he doesn't have a super special sword in his grasp.
At least the pumpkin would be going clear past him with a wide berth between Nuada and the pun-cart-mobile. Enough at least to dodge it with plenty of time for reaction should it decide, for some reason, to go barrelling and charging towards Nuada not unlike a bull going angry at the colour red.
"Oh wonderful, of all the things to give sentience to, it had to be the pumpkin that made bland puns." Nuada lamented aloud with annoyance. "Oy! Cherry-boy! Steer that thing towards a building somehow! I have a plan!" He had found himself shouting at Volga. |
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[/b] "Don't make me regret this," I said. Couldn't even make it one round. All future events, now and forever, will have a timer enforced. Good job, guys. Admin Note: Due to this being Thanksgiving Week, the round will reset next monday, in 168 hours. You're welcome. "Ow! OWWWWW! Would you knock it off?!" The Pumpkin Rider squeaked out as Volga began carving into it. Carving away pieces of pumpkin, Volga was hurting the future pie. It skidded to a halt as it began spinning its body in circles in an attempt to throw Volga off. Things would only get worse when the swords slashed into one of its wheels, causing the pumpkin to collapse somewhat on the ground. Shit, that was going to bruise the pumpkin and again hurt the pie, goddammit. But it also wasn't going to be going anywhere anytime soon. On the flip side, at least it was a sitting duck now! Wincing for a moment at Telma's knife, the Pumpkin Rider turned its face, Volga still tearing into its back, to Colin, who had severed its wheel. It gave the child a look of absolute confusion at the joke. It was clear that it didn't get what the fuck Colin had just said to him. It was only when Colin took the time to explain the joke that the Pumpkin Rider began to put it together, its "face" widening as it came to a realization, now it got it, before letting out a chuckle. Apparently there was a reason it explained every one of its jokes, good to know. And that was when the Pumpkin Rider zapped Colin again with its lightning eyes. [ Colin, UNLIMITED POWER, STILL MINOR DAMAGE] Bobbing back and forth as best it could, it laughed, "That must have been shocking! What with you getting zapped and all." Well wasn't that just great? On top of explaining its jokes, it also reused material and drove its jokes into the ground. This thing deserved to die. At least Morrigan wouldn't reuse old, shitty, material. Surely. Turning to face Telma, its two vines seemed to extend and grow even further, before lashing out at the aged adventurer to beat and whip her. Anastasia MorozovaVolgaNuada PapkeColinTelma[/font][/ul][/div][/blockquote][/td][td] T
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Post by Telma on Nov 21, 2017 8:36:45 GMT -8
[nospaces] YOU HAD ME HOOKED AGAIN FROM THE MINUTE YOU SAT DOWN [attr="class","mtnsndb"]"again?" telma said, exasperated. it wasn't really obvious if she was speaking to the pumpkin or to colin. they were both being awful. "can we not?" [break][break]
the thing was stationary now, which was great - no chance of getting mowed down - but it was also able to grow its vines, which was less great. getting whipped was not high on her list of things to do for pleasure and fun. its two vines came lashing out at her. she stayed still, tracking the vines' movements carefully; when they were both about to straighten fully and make that horrid crack, she would roll away from the danger zone in hopes of avoiding both strikes. she would then slash at the closest vine, attempting to sever it from the pumpkin.
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Post by Colin on Nov 21, 2017 15:49:31 GMT -8
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Colin was quickly growing tired of being electrocuted. At first he was caught off guard, from having a precarious foothold -- and also not expecting a pumpkin to have such weirdly specific powers. Though, now Colin knew and understood the pain; and it was just a matter of counting the seconds until it was over. This creature had a thick skin, and carving through it was basically going to be a waste of time while one was consistently being tasered. After panting a few times, the Ordon boy found himself aching for revenge; especially since the dishonorable creature was simply going to sit there and bombard him with ranged attacks.
"I guess lightning really does strike twice," Colin hinted, before raising his hook shot one final time. Now that the Living Gourd was stationary, he could reliably land a shot into its electrifying eyes. Though, when pulling the trigger, Colin's thumb and fingers were wide open. After the shot made its mark in what was probably the back of the Putrid Pumpkin's eye socket, the reeling chain ripped the handle from Colin's trigger finger before whirring through the air and hammering the nail even deeper with its accelerated momentum. Now there was a nice little lightning rod inside the creatures head. If it was going to shock anyone again, it was going to share in that pain.
Colin's dusted off his chest with a single swipe from his open hand, adding, "... because -- you shoot lightning -- and hit me twice." His left eye twitched as he stood his ground, sheathing his sword, so there wasn't a clear conductor for the pumpkin to strike anymore. "You thought I'd just keep running at you, while you zapped me from afar? Well there's been a chain -- of plans now, hasn't there? As I've -- compromised your lightning powers with my chain."
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