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Haggling Over Something in the Marketplace! Maybe someone else saw the exact same shiny thing you did at the exact same moment! However shall this be resolved? Remember: blood is extremely hard to scrub off of turtle shell!
Dramatic Chase Sequence! You're running away from something! It could be anything, from a rampaging kirin to a gaggle of overly enthusiastic children! One way or another, you can't stop, and much like a katamari ball, you feel obligated to grab everyone in your path along the way to keep them out of danger! Or perhaps you're more the sort to try and knock them into it as a distraction...?
Where There's A Will, There's A...? The Life and Dreaming Planes have been merged, and sometimes what start out as wishful thinking becomes lured into reality. That slick new motorcycle or pile of kingly treasure you were just daydreaming about? Surprise! Though it may only stay for a short while before it disappears again, so make it count. Hopefully you're not the type to daydream about terrible things befalling people you don't like...
SECRET UNDERCOVER MODE ACTIVATE! The three major kedan families all have their own agendas, and you've chosen to entangle yourselves with one (or more!) of them. Are you hoping to shift the balance of power? Gain some favours? Perhaps you're on a mission to bring a criminal to justice, or maybe you just want to get the cream of the crop from the black market.
WILDCARD! Go nuts. Suddenly your character is fighting dragons! Good God, they've found the Millennium Falcon drifting in the ocean! Do you really feel the need to polish every paving stone in the Earth Sector? Please note, Wildcard options can also be what you can choose to do if you aren't yet comfortable in the Tu Shanshu setting, and would prefer a more 'dear-mun'-esque experience. Please specify in your post!
What do you mean, the last time I was here? I've never seen you before in my life! I only just got here today!
[ Normally Hiro wouldn't be so rude to a stranger -- especially someone he's trying to haggle with. But he's spent this entire conversation talking in circles with this shopkeeper and he's swiftly losing his patience. ]
Look, I'm telling you, this is all that I have, and it's a reasonable price. I just want to buy this toolkit! Why are you making this so difficult?
2. chase
[ Hiro's not sure what he did to make those guys so angry -- he couldn't have done anything! He's never met the before! Regardless, they seemed ready to take some kind of grudge out on him and Hiro really wasn't too keen on sticking around to find out why.
He darts down the street, lithe frame and years of experience making it easy to dart through the crowd with ease. Still, he stumbles once, crashing face-first into someone and sending them both tumbling to the ground. Hiro scrambles to his feet, bowing quickly at the stranger in a frantic apology. ]
Sorry -- sorry! I didn't mean to, I just -- uh --
[ His eyes darted to the crowd. Were they still after him? ]
5. wildcard
[ Hiro's managed to scrounge up a book of blank pages for himself. He sits hunched over at an outdoor table at a cafe somewhere, furiously writing as he chows down on a pork bun with his free hand. It's a train of thought mess as he tries to work out his frustrations in the slowest way possible but it'll do for now. It's somewhere between a journal entry and a log of the mishmash of technology he's spotted here so far, along with half-finished ideas in the margins of what he could possibly do with it all.
His glasses fog and Hiro lifts his head, setting down his pen and letting the bun hang from his mouth as takes them off to wipe the lenses on his shirt, his face plainly visible to any passers-by. ]
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Hiro Takachiho | Marvel 616
What do you mean, the last time I was here? I've never seen you before in my life! I only just got here today!
[ Normally Hiro wouldn't be so rude to a stranger -- especially someone he's trying to haggle with. But he's spent this entire conversation talking in circles with this shopkeeper and he's swiftly losing his patience. ]
Look, I'm telling you, this is all that I have, and it's a reasonable price. I just want to buy this toolkit! Why are you making this so difficult?
2. chase
[ Hiro's not sure what he did to make those guys so angry -- he couldn't have done anything! He's never met the before! Regardless, they seemed ready to take some kind of grudge out on him and Hiro really wasn't too keen on sticking around to find out why.
He darts down the street, lithe frame and years of experience making it easy to dart through the crowd with ease. Still, he stumbles once, crashing face-first into someone and sending them both tumbling to the ground. Hiro scrambles to his feet, bowing quickly at the stranger in a frantic apology. ]
Sorry -- sorry! I didn't mean to, I just -- uh --
[ His eyes darted to the crowd. Were they still after him? ]
5. wildcard
[ Hiro's managed to scrounge up a book of blank pages for himself. He sits hunched over at an outdoor table at a cafe somewhere, furiously writing as he chows down on a pork bun with his free hand. It's a train of thought mess as he tries to work out his frustrations in the slowest way possible but it'll do for now. It's somewhere between a journal entry and a log of the mishmash of technology he's spotted here so far, along with half-finished ideas in the margins of what he could possibly do with it all.
His glasses fog and Hiro lifts his head, setting down his pen and letting the bun hang from his mouth as takes them off to wipe the lenses on his shirt, his face plainly visible to any passers-by. ]