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glymmerunderground2019-03-15 05:57 pm
TDM #1
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Prompt I: Mission, get!
And just on time, your phone buzzes with a notification from you-know-who.
Did you hear about the two guys who stole a calendar? They both got six months!
Ah, Topaz. What would you do without her?
Good morning! I hope you all at a hearty breakfast when you rolled out of bed today. A good breakfast can set the tone for the day, and we all like to get started on the right foot, don't we?
Oh, right! Your new assignment came in from the higher ups. Here's what they want this month:
✬ Mission Requirements: Make sure you bring a friend ♥ A friend of any specialization will do!
✬ Special Requests: The big wigs would like something particularly shiny and valuable this month. I do hear there's a special art exhibition being held at the Glymmer Museum of Modern Art? Perhaps you could start your search there.
✬ Mission: Steal something Sweet!
✬ Mission Requirements: Hmmm. . . this time, find a Grifter to help you out with this request. If you're already a Grifter, well! They do say that two is company, right?
✬ Special Requests: Find something sentimental! Sentimental things are usually sweet, right?✬ Mission: Steal the Sky!
Seems like two pretty straightforward missions, right? Time to grab a buddy and get started!
Prompt II: Practice Makes Perfect
So you've been in Glymmer long enough to work your way into purchasing a new ability for your specialization. That's awesome! How does it feel to have some Glymmer magic at your fingertips? Probably pretty great at any other time besides now, right?
Because today, your powers are giving you a bit of. . . trouble. They may activate or deactivate at completely inappropriate times, leaving you with a bit of a mess to clean up. If you're a thief, you might find yourself tumbling through random walls. If you're the muscle, you might find yourself accidentally pulling doors off of their hinges. If you're a hacker, you might find yourself shrinking to the size of an ant while trying to brush your teeth (don't drown in the sink!!) And if you're a grifter, you might suddenly become. . . um. The object of everyone's amorous feelings.
Don't worry! It's probably just a glitch? It'll be fine! It'll all wear off in time. Hopefully more like five minutes than five days. But it's kind of hard to tell when it comes to Glymmer Glitches.
Prompt III: Jailbreak??
Welp. The time has come. You always dreaded this day. Tried your hardest to keep it from happening, even. But today. . . you've been caught. The Glymmer Metropolitan Police Force has bested you, and now you’re sitting in the slammer. The big house, if you will. Gods damn it.
Fortunately, they haven't processed you yet! Your secret identity remains in tact, so long as you're still wearing your mask. For now, you're being held in a small cell with nothing but a bench for sitting and an open toilet that you really don't want to use. There's a tiny, iron bar-framed window, and a cell door also made of bars. And the fortunate thing? You're not alone.
A comrade from the guild is also being held with you. Maybe if you put your heads together, you can think a way out of this mess. After all, the guards are totally not paying attention to you.
Show them that it's always a bad idea to take one's eyes off of a phantom thief.
Prompt IV: Network
Today, your phone rings with a new message:
hi i am a glymmer princess who was just given a fortune by my dead uncle who left me all of his gold and jewelry and i don't want it so im trying to give it to the person i think deserves it the most and that person is u
if u reply to this with your name and bank account info i will ttly send u the money get rich quick $$$$$ thank u for being awesome
. . . what?
The weirdest part of this? This message is coming from one of your contacts. A friend you know well! That's concerning. Better check the Glymmer server to see if anyone else is having this problem. Or, you know, chew out your your contact for sending you spam mail. The nerve!!
Or you can use the network for any other purpose. The sky's the limit!
Wildcard.
Feel free to make up your own prompts!!
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TDM Notes: The multiple prompt format will not appear in every intro or event post in the game! It is somewhat TDM exclusive to give you guys an idea of what kind of events will be run, and what kind of shenanigans are available for you to thread out ICly. TDM threads are not canon, so feel free to assume CR in order to get some good threads going! Feel free to assume code names as well, or that your character has already purchased abilities, to kind of get a feel for now the mechanics work. Go wild!
If you have any questions, feel free to hit up the Q&A page.
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[ It's really no one's fault-- or if it was anyone's fault, he'd take responsibility, because as far as Souji is concerned, no one had tampered with his ability to be strong and protective so maybe he's just having an off day. The prelude to a cold? Maybe that crazy sandwich challenge from a few days ago was finally officially reaching his stomach.
Whatever the case, Souji is instantly holding out both hands apologetically, or maybe trying to stop you from approaching him. Which might be odd, because he's an amicable guy. He loves friends!
... Buuut if you head towards him, you'll find yourself hitting something invisible, and depending on the speed you were managing, that could be a bit awkward to immediately smack into nothing. ]
I thought puberty was the only uncontrollable stage of my life... you okay?
[ iii. jailhouse rock ]
[ Hm. It's not really the first bit of police involvement he's had, but it's still not something he necessarily enjoys. The mask, at least, disguises his uneasiness with the situation at large, and also makes him look more pensive when he brings one hand to his chin in thought and then glances at his cellmate. ]
... So. [ A good start. ]
Which one of us do you think is more the guard's type?
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Maybe just bat your eyelashes a little at him?
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STILL ME better acct
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[there's a purposeful beat as he gives his masked cellmate a quick once over, and then he responds, quickly and bluntly]
Definitely you.
The bowl cut is irresistible.
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[obviously. in his mask. of course.]
But he's not my type.
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Ouch! What the-?
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[ It was admittedly fairly obvious from his small frame, but as if there were any doubt, the voice that comes from behind the mask is definitely that of a boy. He's sitting on the bench, and he's been swinging his legs idly (almost thoughtfully) for a while now. It's... not the first time he's been caught red-handed. Not by a long shot. That sort of thing just came with his name in particular, though like always, he's been thinking about how to slip out of this trouble.
He doesn't stop the idle movement, but his attention at least turns to his current partner. That's how he things of it, at least, since escaping here alone would be... Well. "Potentially troublesome" is one way that he'd put it.
However, he does lean forward, and his voice drops to a bit more of a whisper. ]
Do you think they're the sort to fall prey to their own vices...?
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Minako Arisato | Persona 3 Portable | tentative codename "Rhyme"
[Rhyme really, really wished that she was a thief right about now. What she wouldn't give to just turn invisible or pass through a wall somewhere, because her charm is going haywire and she has no idea what to do. At this point she has a bunch of suitors trailing after her as she books it down the street, calling out to her, waving bouquets of flowers, and singing her praises.
She turns a sharp corner and nearly runs straight into you, stopping just short of plowing you over, eyes wide. Regardless of whether she recognizes you or not, as soon as she sees your thieves pendant around your neck, Rhyme grasps your shoulders, looking you dead in the eye, before she says:]
Save me.
[You can hear the mob approaching closer...!]
Prompt III;
[Rhyme knew it would happen eventually. She was, after all, the distraction element, and she wasn't afraid to do some pretty silly stuff to get the job done. So, here she is, sitting on the bench with her hands in her lap, the frames of her sunglasses obscuring the view of her eyes as she frowns in annoyance at the situation.
Suddenly, an idea pops in her head.]
Hey!
[Yes, you! Fellow inmate! She gestures you over.]
I have an idea.
Prompt IV;
[plot twist: she sent you this message of her own volition because she got sent it by someone else. it's totally a meme, right? pls meme with her.]
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[why is this what he's waking up to this morning??]
[his reply is sent groggily and thus without proper punctuation or capitalization]
can i just have a cup of coffee instead
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in a world where they've already met ig or something??
YEAH let's save that for in game shenanigans
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Hizumi Mizushiro | Spiral: The Bonds of Reasoning
[Well, if you're looking for a Grifter, Serpent's a good pick. He's a cheerful and friendly guy, and he already gets along with people well enough as it is when he isn't turning on the magical charm.]
Something sweet, huh... I suppose sentimental makes sense, but wouldn't it be exciting to clean out a candy store, too?
[Golden, cat-like eyes glitter with amusement behind his mask. If nothing else, this place sure knows how to entertain.]
IV. Network
[His name there is, of course, Serpent. He's also just gonna deadeye that text for a minute before he sends a message through a different avenue - probably not!discord if the original message was a text.]
Yo
I think you got hacked
Unless you've been a princess all this time and never told me
Wildcard - Double Identity
[When he's just on the streets? He goes by the name Yuuga, a friendly and unassuming young man who talks in a... suuuuuuper fake Kansai-accent. Why? For because, apparently. He's got a part time job around town, just acting as a store clerk really, it's not like he's qualified for much else at the tender young age of sixteen, right? Right.
Anyway, you're someone he's spotted around town enough to get your name, so hopefully you don't mind when he runs up and puts an arm around your shoulder from behind.]
Hey! Long time no see! [It's probably been like. Two days.] What're you up to? Explorin' town, still?
Wildcard - Your choice!
[Throw a scenario at me and I'll roll with it, let's do this!!]
dusts account off
[He knows you have eyes. Was this some sort of jab?]
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iv! though it was a tough choice!!
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Minato Arisato | Persona 3
[Jailbreak, what jailbreak? It's not a surprise, really, that Minato was caught. He sucks at this thief business, and here he is in jail. It's only right. Karma, or something.
The problem is...he's not really being that helpful with the jailbreak.
Mostly because he's snoozing in a corner, curled up there, mask slightly shifted but thankfully still covering most of his face.
For now.]
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[Buzz buzz.
Your phone is buzzing.]
It's really nice of you to think I deserve nice things. (´ ∀ ` *)
[Okay Minato sure.]
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You're welcome?
[this is random???]
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[hey, convenient! here's a Grifter! just the dude you're going to need for that short sweet mission.
...if you can actually get him to get dressed and out the door. He's already wearing a mask, but—]
What do you think? The blue or the gold? Maybe the white this time?
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question.
how are you going to transfer gold and jewlery by wire
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All of them.
[comes his short and decisive response]
[. . . . . . . well okay]
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[there is a tall Grifter nearby in a glittery, glittery suit and a cloak that seems to be patterned after a starry sky. but he's raising his eyebrows over his equally glittery masquerade mask at the message]
Ah. Hm. I don't know. How far can we stretch the definition of 'sentimental,' do you think?
ii.
[so the thing about Flash is, he's developed a bit of a rep by now. a rep for being...well, literally a flashy Grifter. it's not his fault the thief outfit he got is so damn gaudy, or that his roommate likes how he looks in it so much he doesn't have the heart to toss it and try for something plainer for missions. and it helps, a bit; it's easier to talk his way past people if they're paying more attention to the clothes than to the person behind them.
but today, that ends. today, he's finally got the power of Master of Disguise. today, he's going to use it to tone himself RIGHT down and make himself look like he's just wearing something normal--
oh god, it's suddenly raining glitter all over him. and you. and any other bystanders. aggressively.]
...why.
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[well, if it's your phone that got bugged, you're getting a reply:]
no thank you. i personally don't need more treasure. it's getting kind of cramped at home as it is do you know how easy it is for that stuff to spill into your bit of the room and then you just fall over it. i didn't know gold could be so hazardous to the health
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I bet we could find someone who loads theirs up with cream and sugar and it'd count.
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[as you read the message from Topaz, there's a rustle behind you, and suddenly a large head inserts itself into your vision over your shoulder - a large head wearing a filigree mask. a glitter that matches the current moon limns the edges and loops in strings of light back over even larger wings, tangling around a black harness against black scales: the energy is a bit like a combination of these. he's drawn up tense and eager with excitement.]
I can steal the sky any day. Shiny, huh? I'm already shiny.
But tell me, how good are you at hanging on? I need someone to catch the moving pictures...
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[there's a giant heap of dragon in a mask next to you. the lights on his harness have gone dark, and he seems woebegone, but possibly the thing first and foremost on your mind as you look at him is how does a dragon fit in jail? they must have equipped these cells with space expander charms.
the detective is talking to someone at the front desk in a low voice out of eyesight. the dragon sighs deeply and then lifts his head a little, cocking his head to listen. the tip of his tail twitches in surprise at whatever he's hearing.]
I... wow. I feel like it should be easier for him to recognize me.
[he glances back at the dark expanse of his flank. he may have a point.]
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Don't you think you should be asking about photography skills first?
[or, you know. photography skills probably don't matter if someone can't hang on]
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[before you've even finished reading the notification from Topaz, an overly friendly arm slings itself around your shoulder and some guy is reading the message on your phone. every so often he adjusts his mask like he isn't used to wearing it.]
Sentimental and sweet, or a shiny sky, hmm? I'll let you pick if you have a preference, but don't take too long to think it over.
[he tries to sound nonchalant about it, but the twinkle in his eye, the grin on his face, and the fact that he's all but vibrating with excitement give him away.]
ii.
[thief magic is pretty cool. the combination of invisibility, intangibility, and moving from place to place without a sound can make the user a veritable ghost if used properly. if used properly.
there are also just as many ways for it to go wrong, what with all of the glitches.]
Hey!
[at first there's just a voice yelling loudly at you, and then like a flicker of static on a tv, a person appears. he's got one foot and one arm stuck in a wall, of all things. it doesn't look like he's in pain, but he is being very dramatic about the whole thing as he tries to wave you over.]
Help me out here, would you? I'll owe you one.
[how you are expected to help is a bit of a mystery]
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Uh, yeah sure, you sure you don't want like, a mason instead?
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haru okumura | persona 5
[So the cool thing about being a thief and having thief powers....is using the thief powers! But the bad thing is when those powers are acting up. Disappearing on a sneeze... falling through walls. It doesn't make for a very good thief.
Today must be your (un)lucky day, because if you're not careful you'll be running into this thief, who just phased through a wall by mistake and fell directly on the ground.]
... that wasn't very graceful at all.....
[HONESTLY? EMBARRASSING!]
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....that almost sounds too good to be true.
Maybe you should consider a better scam? :)
WILDCARD.
[Feel free to hit me up for a prompt and we can discuss something. You cna reach me via PM here or over on plurk at
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[pulls up short, offering her a hand]
Still getting the hang of it, huh.
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YOU DO NOT AND ILU
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Kokichi Oma | Danganronpa V3
[Okay, the guy who decided Charlie Horace was a brilliant name for his civilian persona was fine with forgetting his real name. Phasing through walls at inopportune times is not what he signed up for.
However, if he's gonna have the powers of a ghost, then perhaps he might get a kick out of pretending to be one...
Having this prank idea in his head, he wanders down a hallway until he thinks he hears someone doing something on the other side of the door. Smirking, he backs up a little... Then charges at the door and-!!!
THUD.] OW!
[OH, NOW HIS BODY DECIDES TO BE TANGIBLE! GREAT. Now he's sitting on the floor rubbing his bruised head and cursing under his breath.]
3. BREAKOUT!
[When he's working, he goes by the code name King DICE. That's all the guards know, thank god, but he's not going to sit here and twiddle his thumbs. After all, these bozos aren't even looking at him right now and the lock seems easy enough to pick.
There's just one thing the boy in the checkered mask needs from his comrade here...
Nudge, nudge.] Psst. You got a couple of hair pins or something?
4. Nigerian Princess
[Aw, your phone got hacked? Well too bad, here's your reply:]
Send me pics of you in your princess gown or no deal.
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[She pulls the headphones off of her ears and down around her neck, careful to make sure her large sunglasses are still obscuring her face and eyes, before reaching into her hair and pulling out a couple to offer.]
Have you picked a lock before?
I love the art!
my friend drew it!! http://grayscaleon.tumblr.com/
Your friend is a cool artist
i'll let him know uwu
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Dru'sil Nai'lo aka "Hawthorn" | OC
"You! You there!"
The woman pointing at you is slight of build of well-muscled, with bright red hair in a ponytail, shockingly vivid green eyes, and pointed ears. You know, like an elf. Also, she's pointing right at you.
"You look like someone who enjoys a good heist or two. Shall we divest the museum of its visiting treasures tonight? I won't tell the police if you don't."
III. Jailbreak? Jailbreak.
After getting tossed into the cell together, there's a few brief moments of silence. Then the red-haired woman hops to her feet, gives her fingers a brisk crack, and says -- just loud enough for you --
"Well, that's quite enough of that. Time to be on our way, darling."
Wildcard.
The elf Muscle known as Hawthorn is currently grounded for Reasons. Magical, status effect reasons. She does not seem terribly pleased about this, as she is currently slouched on a lobby couch, using an ugly flower on the lobby wallpaper for target practice. Target practice with what? With a bunch of steak knives liberated from the cafeteria.
Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.
Her aim is terrifyingly good, always hitting dead center of the flower, but also...maybe she shouldn't be...doing that in the lobby...?
"Oh, this is ridiculous." She gets up to retrieve her poor steak knives. "What sort of godforsaken kitchen doesn't even come with proper blades?"
((OOC: A lil rusty with the voice so I might be slow! She is a D&D elf, for reference. I'm
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Hm? Do you have a plan?
[he does too but maybe hers is better and involves less. . . stripping]
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van grants | tales of the abyss
[A Somewhat Suspiciously Masked AND Bearded Grifter has conveniently made himself available! Lucky for you if you wanted to steal something sweet...! But of course there are still options, one shouldn't be limited by the Score of Class Requirements after all.]
It's sweet things or the sky itself is it...? I imagine either are tempting options, but I think the latter would be most impressive, wouldn't it?
ii.
[Someone has recently purchased The Power of Words! A somewhat redundant skill for him as he's rarely had trouble when giving a smile, but it's never hurt to have a backup plan for those that might require an extra...push. Though of course it's important to test these things...]
[Which means you're likely getting approached by a tall, muscular masked man who gives you his most charming smile.]
Excuse me, do you have a moment to help me with something?
[Now for the moment of truth! Time to see if his skill works -- or causes even more problems.]
iii.
[In a SHOCKING development, robbing a candy store of all its cotton candy can still leave a great deal of hard to clean up evidence! And now this Masked, Bearded and now Cotton Candy Covered Man is your jailmate! You may very well have been one of the accomplices for this heist and are covered in too much cotton candy yourself.]
[...Or perhaps this was the natural conclusion of the previous prompt and you're left with a very good reason to punch your new "friend" in the face...]
[Either way, he sure doesn't seem terribly concerned about being locked in this jail cell with you, and is mostly standing by the cell door, keeping an ear out for the police.]
This is quite the predicament...
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[If your phone is bugged then you'll likely get this message in response! And if your phone isn't bugged...then you're also likely to get this message as it takes a few tries to send the message to the correct place when you're from a world where the carrier pigeon is still the height of communication technology.]
A princess would surely have better grammar and spelling than this. Please try again, and remember to spell our your words this time.
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Indeed. And now I find myself both bored, and out of candy. Time to go?
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Declan O'Carrol | Demon Accords
[if you're wandering by the Museum of Modern Art today, you may bump into an inconspicuous college-age kid leaning up against the wall. he seems like he's looking at something far away, murmuring to himself in a voice you'd have to be right up next to him to hear]
Okay, that's the alarms...has to be more than that, though...
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[whatever heist you were on, however it went south, you've been tossed into a jail cell with some guy sprawled out on the bench, eyes half-closed, apparently napping. he opens his eyes once the guards are gone, though.]
Ah, hey. Ready to get out of here?
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[suddenly your phone buzzes with a series of system notifications]
This is your friendly neighborhood malware warning.
Looks like you got hacked a little. Not just by me.
Maybe don't open the spam email next time?
[...what the hell? who's hacking your phone now? and why is the camera on?]
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Security cameras, too. You'll need to be on the lookout for blind spots.
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Or so it seems. Becky's glad to find they'd stuck her in with a guildmate, possibly because operating under the assumption that her civilian identity would be of no use in an escape attempt. She's not glad it took so long for an incompetent guard to show up, growing increasingly bored and antsy. Ugh. This is why she can't run a long con.
...Oh, looks like she's not the only one who's had enough.]
Maybe keep that card up your sleeve this hand, huh?
[When Daisy turns, Becky's entire demeanor has changed, from the amusement in her voice to her open, relaxed posture. She's doing something to her hair, digging around beneath her braid with both hands, and newly visible on her breast is a familiar pendant, flashing silver in the dim light.]
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[ looking for a thief to close out the art heist? weiss is your girl. ...sort of. it's possible that you might be getting too carried away with this phantom thief business, and maybe you just casually (or not so casually) suggest that you take something else with you other than the big, shiny vase that both of you are after.
at that, weiss will narrow her eyes and shake her head. ]
The mission only said that we needed one shiny and valuable object. Not two! [ boooooo. what a party pooper! ] If you want something else, you take it. I'm not helping.
[ she totally will. ]
iii. jailbreak
[ weiss is super not thrilled about being in jail. she's been locked up in her house before and that was pretty much her own personal hell. this is too, albeit in a different way; the open toilet is gross. actually being in a jail cell is pretty bad, too. but she's also a thief with intangibility, so she could easily slip out of here when the guards aren't looking. the problem is that someone else is locked up in here with her, and she's not about to leave them behind.
she lets out a heavy sigh and keeps her voice quiet. ]
Okay, let's figure something out. We're Phantom Thieves. Getting out of jail should be way easier than executing a heist.
[ why does she sound so confident about that? hm. ]
wildcard
[ don't see anything you like? throw anything at me or hit me up at
jailbreak.
Uh, Weiss? [ A faint speculative look. ]
Are these bars made of metal?
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John Murphy + The 100
[Steal the sky? Yeah, no. The other mission sounds doable, he could get his thief ass into the art exhibition. He doesn't know who would want to come with him (he's not the most popular) but someone's going to need a buddy.
He spots another silver pendant and sidles up next to them.]
Did you get this text too? [Of course they did, idiot.]
Prompt II: Practice Makes Perfect
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Murphysneaks along a hallway with his partner. They're a thief too, and they're silent as mice. Except for the glitch inMurphy's upgrade. His footfalls aren't silent, but loud as metal clanging on metal. He immediately stops.]You hear that? [Not popular, and not smart. Well, at least not smart when it comes to common things. He's pretty sneaky and conniving and all around bastardly.]
Prompt III: Jailbreak??
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Murphyis laying on one of the benches in the holding room. When another phantom thief comes him, his shit eating grin spreads across his face.]Well, well, well.
[He waits for the guard to leave the room before jumping up and sitting next to his comrade. One would swing an arm around the other person, but
Murphykeeps within arms-length.]Fancy an old fashioned break out?
Prompt IV: Network
My dad died from stealing medicine for me. Look at me now, pa!
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I'm sorry about your dad.
[a little sympathy goes a long way!]
Make him proud.
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[The missions seem easy enough, the annoying part is going to be finding a partner in crime with no established reputation and no knowledge of anyone else's. Which is how Eliot ends up in a corner at a cafe that just happens to be across the road from the Glymmer Museum of Modern Art, apparently enjoying a coffee but actually keeping his eyes and ears out for anyone else who's there to case the joint, or at least who's wearing a pendant.]
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[On the one hand, it's never great getting caught. On the other hand, at least he got the rest of his crew out, this place can't extradite him to any of the very unfortunate places there's a price on his head, and the other person they've thrown him in with has the same pendant as him. He's had worse days.]
So, what are you in for?
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[the only thing that really gives him away is the silver pendant hanging around his neck, and he hasn't seemed to have noticed Eliot's yet himself]
Black, please.
[and so, he blissfully places his order, paying with a few pieces of silver and gold taken from his pocket, back still turned towards Eliot]
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Therion | Octopath Traveler
["Steal the Sky", huh? That almost sounds fun. Sure, there are probably more creative ways to go about it than just following the instructions, but to be perfectly honest, he's been itching for something high-profile. It's time to start making a name for himself here as a master thief, and this seems like a great way to go about it.
The only problem is the pesky requirement. Bringing along a partner isn't going to be easy.
(And it certainly isn't something he wants to do, but that's not really important. It's what's required of him, after all.)
The first order of business is to ignore the partner thing entirely and head straight to the museum, where he's going to be casing the place to look for security and try to get a feel for how to go about this. The increased level of technology makes things more difficult, but that also makes it more fun. Things were almost too easy back home. Well, okay, there was that one time, but that's not important.
Anyway, he's dressed in plain clothes so he doesn't stick out, and for the most part it seems he's here checking out the art. If you're here for the same reason (or you know, actually checking out the art) then he'll approach you after awhile. Surely he's got something important to say, or maybe he'll ask for your help—]
Is this what passes for "art" around here?
[...Someone's not a fan of modern art, apparently.]
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[Okay, cool. You know what he's not a big fan of? Being tossed in jail. He's done that before and it's not fun. Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to distract the guard for long enough to grab the key this time, which means escaping's going to be a bit of a problem. He's content to wait patiently until the guard starts snoring, and then it's time to get to work.
The iron-barred window doesn't seem like it's going to be an option after he pulls at it a bit, so he moves on over to the bars themselves next, testing each of them for any sort of weakness that could be exploited.]
Help me out here. We don't know how long that guard's going to be out for.
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[You know, this is a really weird message coming from you, but he'll humor you and take it seriously.]
Good thing you sent this to me and not your target because it needs work
No one's going to fall for something like that
At least try to make it believable
[...Someone please tell him what spam is.]
WILDCARD.
[Hit me up on![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
pokerap if you'd like to do something else with Therion!]
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[some of the art reminds him of Yusuke, that's what! a little homesickness wasn't a bad thing, was it?]
[and it's while he's standing in front of a painting that is nothing more than a bunch of different colors scattered onto a canvas that Therion approaches him with that question]
. . . eh.
[Akira tilts his head, expression neutral, and shrugs]
I've seen worse.
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[You know, it's likely that he's here on a mission – the pendant he's got on his person is a little hard to see unless you're looking, but it's certainly there, attached to some cord he's got looped around his wrist a few times and visible here and there beneath one of his sleeves – but either he's a spectacular actor or that's been laid by the wayside by now; he's been in the city for some time by now, but the fact of the matter is that he happens to like the art museum and the novelty of it isn't anywhere near wearing off just yet.
So it's possible that he's casing the place, but just as likely that he's legitimately looking at the art like an absolute tourist; it's likewise possible that there's not much of a difference as he goes. Who knows, really; either way, he'll say something after a while as he's looking at the paintings, though whether he's musing to himself or talking to you is a bit difficult to say.]
How would you describe the appeal of art styles such as these, to someone who's never seen such things before?
[...buddy, what.]
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[You know, this is far from the worst circumstance he's been in, but it's not like he's particularly enjoying jail? If you've just been thrown in here with him, it seems that he's already claimed the bench, simply because it's somewhere to sit that isn't the floor; it's probably obvious what he's here for – overdressed, has a mask on, looks slightly ridiculous in the same way all of us seem to around here – but either he's got a great poker face, being caught isn't dampening his mood any, or he's already been in here for a little while and has had time to get over himself because it's taking the detectives forever to find any information on this person who is completely unrecognizable for the sole reason of "he looks a little stupid now."
(It's definitely that latter option.)
Either way, he doesn't seem opposed to the company? You're going to have to get your own damn bench if you want one, apparently, but he seems amiable enough.]
And here I was starting to think that I would be left to lose my mind on my own. This place is certainly dull enough.
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Cecy | OC
[Cecy, an ethereally pretty young man who appears about 22 and is played by Nezumi from No. 6, is idling about the dorm and reading through the mission.]
"Sentimental"? No, thank you. We might be thieves, but that's no call to be rude.
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[On this fine day, there's a sudden clatter of falling crockery. Should you investigate, you'll find a smashed mug in the middle of a spreading puddle of coffee... And a tiny, Barbie doll sized Cecy, drenched and cursing furiously in his tiny little voice.]
Fuck! ...My coat!!
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[Your cellmate today does not seem to be coping well with incarceration, however temporary. He'd huddled in the back corner, knees drawn up and head on his knees, completely ignoring everything -- including your arrival. Hmm!]
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[Immediately texting back whoever texted him that message -- which is to say, you -- with a screenshot of the text, followed by:]
You flatter me, your highness.
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Holy shit dude, you okay!?
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