Mari

OH yes; yes I've had pink hair for years now. It's even in a short bob! 

Bad lighting but you catch my drift

And yes that is a burger on a chopstick.

Half a burger...

Mari noticed him out the corner of her eye. Partially because he was like a big red hot dog amidst the dry desert bun, and partially because he was dripping what Mari hoped to GOD was water on her. "HEY!"  Mari turned, grabbing hold of the tail of his coat. "I hope that's water and not sweat you just shook all over me!" She huffed, curling her fingers into a tight ball, clutching the stark ruby material in her hand. 

Still, as far as bespectacled hot dogs went - the man was somewhat attractive. His hair, upon first inspection looked to be black but now he was up close; Mari could see that it was a deep purple. "Like a prune...." Mari accidentally slipped, describing the colour of his hair. She stared, purplexed at it. The man was taller than her so she had to stand on her tip toes, she reached out to deftly brush her fingers through his fringe. "A bespectacled hotdog; with snazzy hair." Seemingly over the angry fit she had mere moments before Mari gave the man a twisted smile. "So, how you going to repay me for splashin' your smelly sweat water all over me?"

Mari gave a nod toward Rebekah, "Yeh - a starter weapon isn't that great...I don't consider myself a fighter - I don't think you would ever see me on the front lines...putting my life on the line like that." Mari shrugged, "But eh. You never know. Still.... I like the idea of buying one - you get those from Blacksmiths. Do you know of any good ones?" Mari asked the other woman as she watched her seemingly whip out cooking utensils from nowhere.

"This game..I swear... censored magic censored hah." Mari laughed to herself in disbelief. "Just seemed to grab that pan outta nowhere eh?" Mari grinned, choosing to sit herself on the grassy ground next to Rebekah, absently watching her work.

"Too bad Frying Pan isn't a weapon. I'd use that."

 

Mari stood in the blistering heat of the 5^th floor town; Armadillo. The buildings were almost impossible to differentiate between one another, they were all carved out of sandstone and hardened rock. “God Dammit..” Mari muttered, wiping her eye for the fifth time in a minute. She didn’t like the feeling of sand being whipped up against her face.

“Why am I here again?”

She glanced down at the quest she had accepted from a wandering information broker; something about having encountered an unknown enemy in the sand dunes. “Swimming..in sand… really?” Mari asked incredulously. It didn’t make sense to the pink haired girl. She was frustrated and looked out of place, completely out of her element, but Mari needed this. Blondie did ask for them all to grind the quests before fighting the Hydra – and if Mari couldn’t cut this she wouldn’t stand a chance against the multi headed beast that to the best of her knowledge, probably spat fire and censored lava.

“I don’t think I can do this alone….Mgrgrgr…”

Mari watched, the other players didn’t exactly try a variety of different techniques; just different weapons – and it was clear to her that this….quest…wasn’t going to be beaten by any sort of weapon. She had a dagger. If a giant sword or spear couldn’t crack or dislodge the boulder than surely her itty bitty excuse of a knife wouldn’t make the cut. “Hmph.” She pouted, “As if they haven’t noticed that ISN’T going to work.”

Doing this quest with Raidou

Looking good *thumbs up*

Love the shades!

Random picture of me in Japan because that way I am still on topic, yes? 
Yes...I would say I had a ....CREPE time!

Mari needed to finish quests, and she needed to finish them fast she was the weakest active guild leader and she wanted to be able to strengthen herself; to gain better skills and equipment. Mari wasn't one to work with others, and yet somehow she found herself running a guild; not only was she running a guild but she was actively seeking help from others, from strangers no less!

Mari sighed inwardly, wondering exactly what she had gotten herself into. She could tell that her guild members wanted to join the fray, but they were idiots, only one was actually a high enough level to even stand a chance of not being killed in a single blast. 

She received a message from Claim; and knew that he had beaten her to their meeting point. It wasn't hard to find him, white haired player; dark clothes. Yup, that fit the description. "My oh my..." She said as she approached Claim, standing in front of him with her arms crossed, "Is it just me, or does everyone here dres so...dark? Where's the pizzazz?"

Doing this quest with Claim and Lotharian 

Doing this with Zelrius and Alkor

Ok, no; ok 

ok,

Ya'll about to get schooled.

Aquaman is the mother effing KING of Atlantis, but do you think that shizz came easily to him? HECK NO
He had to FIGHT for it! His kingdom SHUNNED him because he lived on land most of his life, but you know what he did, he made them sit down and nut the eff up and ruled them - he ruled them FANTASTICALLY


Did you know he LITERALLY Punched Cthulu back into it's little dimension hole?
HE PUNCHED CTHULU BACK TO THE DARK DIMENSION.

Did Batman do that? 

No.

Did Blue Beetle do that?

No.


Oh speaking of Batman, Aquaman punched Batman out, stone cold. In a single punch.


Don't get me started on how fantastic Aquaman is. If he was real I'd marry him in a heart beat. But Oh wait, he is already married, to Mera, a queen from an alternate dimension who can bend water to her will. Know what people are made of 80% water. Yeh. Speaking of family, did you know that Aquaman, aka Arthur had two kids, and one of them died? Mera blamed him - and left him. He was in mourning, he was devastated, his entire world was taken from him in an instnat.

But did he cry?

Well yes, because real men show emotion;

But did he roll over and let that stop him?

Oh HECK no, he lead the Atlantean army to fight a war.

ILY AQUAMAN

Mari absently wrapped her fingers against the wooden table, staring at the boy before her with questioning blue, eyes. Did he know what he was getting himself into? Would he really just so willingly join a guild he knows nothing about? Not even the name? "mmm..." Mari sounded a tad unsure, but she wasn't really one to turn down a prospective member, especially since her guild was non-existent at this stage.

"You'd so willingly agree to join me, and my guild - without first hearing about it's goals? For all you know, I could be starting a Player Killer guild and initiation would require you to kill someone."

Looking up, Mari didn’t see why people were having so much trouble with it. It didn’t seem too oversized. If Mari were to stand next to the hunk of a chunk it’d sit just a head taller than she was.  The last of the players seemed to be hacking and slashing at it with their swords in an attempt to get it to break.

Sitting on the floor in a pout Mari watched them as she caught her breath. "Geez...you're all a bunch of barbarians..." She muttered under her breath.

 

Not long now…Not long now..

Mari had to repeat that mantra in her head, she wanted to get to this thing now; she wanted to see for herself what all this fuss was about. Why all these seemingly perfectly capable players couldn’t break a single rock, or boulder, or whatever it was. Regardless it was a big giant thing that was blocking the path of not big giant things.

No matter how far she walked it seemed as though it wasn’t really getting any closer, just what was going on with this stupid boulder? Did it have magical abilities that made it stay forever on the horizon?

FINALLY! Mari got to the big bad boulder , it was as though some outside force was delaying her trek to the stupid thing, as though they had delayed her by….oh…say 17 posts worth of length, rambling on with nonsensical dialogue and words to fill up some predetermined quota to gain some sort of minimal prize.

Mari mulled this little thought over in her head, then thought that would be silly, because to have that happen to her would mean that she was being controlled by someone. Or even worse. She was just a figment of someone’s imagination.

But Mari was real, yessiree bob.

Breathing a sigh of much needed relief Mari collapsed onto the ground in front of the monument and looked up.

Continuing forward, Mari encountered a few players here and there; and yet again she heard about this dastardly rock. Soon, Mari deducted that there was a big ol’ rock in people’s way, and they were trying to break it but were having no such luck. Mari wasn’t the strongest person around, in fact she was probably one of the least strongest – but she had something these players didn’t have.

Tact.

oh wait, she didn’t have that either.

Brains. She had Brains.

Tudge, Trudge, mutter – mutter, Trudge, Truge, mutter-mutter

They WERE other players! How did Mari know this? Well, one was coming toward her, running as fast as his little legs could carry him. This running player was a pudgy fellow, short and portly, and he had a spear strapped to his back. He didn’t stop to say hello. He just ran past the pink haired girl, screaming about a rock.

“If he has a rock in his shoe, why doesn’t he just take the damn thing out?” Mari muttered to herself.
 

“What the censored is that?”

Mari could see something...it was an odd something, at least it was odd as far as something’s on the horizon go, but it was something, and that something was something at least.

Mari trudged toward this odd something,something – mumbling obscene words to herself. As she got closer, she noticed little dots; which moved around like misinformed ants. Were they other players?

I was in Japan this year; I knew basic Japanese and it helps SO SO SO SO MUCH

The pink haired woman had been walking for a good 10 minutes now and had yet to see any other players, or indication that she was going the right way. She was almost wanting to give up, “Why the heck did I agree to do this anyway?” Mari mumbled to herself, along with a string of cuss words better left unsaid. After all, no person, let alone a young pink haired lady should ever be heard uttering such words.

Just as all hope seemed lost; the young; lets pretend she’s not foul-mouthed girl noticed something upon the horizon.

Aquaman, forever Aquaman 100,000 times over, Aquaman

Milo on steak;

Milo is like a chocolate powder you add into milk, but its not chocolate its this malt flavour; for those of you who don't know


One day I was Seasoning a steak and accidentally dumped it on there, it was delicious 

[No worries sounds good to me, Avalanche quest a go!]

Mari had taken up Zelrius' offer to help her gain equipment and level up; because lets face it; at her current equipment level, and skill set. She may as well season herself with spices and crawl into one of the many Hydra's mouths. Mari hadn't really gotten the chance to talk To Zelrius, the meeting was all about formalities; leaving little time for social banter. From her first impressions of the man, she noted that he was self-absorbed. It'd be interesting to see how she'd manage to interact, and if the two would butt heads or not. 

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear; as Mari had entered the inn, her eyes were directed toward him - not that you could miss someone so fancily dressed amongst those clad in dirtied armour. 

Mari noticed the blonde, fixing his tie; and smoothing down his suit. She couldn't blame him. The woman had a bad habit of doing that exact same thing. STill, Mari being Mari, just had to have her say, and add some sort of quip. "Puttin' yourself on display there?" Mari chided, "Is that how you are going to push yourself forward on this trip? By pattin' yourself on the back?"

The other, who hadn't arrived yet; was Alkor. Someone she had met a few times, and new to be close friend with Life. "I'd rather get this started sooner than later." She muttered.

Mari shrugged, running her finger over the rim of her glass. "There wasn't a lot he would be able to do to me in a starter village, maybe if we were to be in a field - but I am pretty sure he is a lower level than me." 

Mari shrugged when he asked what she was doing. "I am begining to make preparations to form a guild, called the Cerulean Silence. There are a lot of guilds out there already, but censored it. May as well give it a shot. Anything to rub that smug ass smirk off of that blonde twits face."

 

((I am ending this PP here; if we want to continue the trek into the cave elsewhere then excellent I am all down for that.))

Mari gave a small shrug, watching Alkor quickly dismissing her and heading toward their next destination. "Man of action eh?"  Mari followed behind Alkor. Keeping in line with Life; "yer head ok there Blackbird? Don't go crazy on me now." She mused, it was her way of admitting that she was still on friendly terms with him. 

The three travelled past the lake, and the starter town and tread deeper into the encroaching blackness that threatened to burst from the horizon. The air grew colder, and the frosty bite of the air tickled her skin. Mari shivered, but she liked the cold. She almost thrived in it. Alkor pointed to the entrance and asked them to prepare; warning of the dangers that they faced. "Dying there is better than dying at the hands of some rabid Crimson Inquisition member, right?" She said, nudging Life in hopes that the morbid joke would lighten his mood.

It'd be interesting going into this, especially with her present company. They seemed like adept fighters and Mari could sure learn a thing or two from them.


 

SUMMARY

Mari - 133 Col +1 SP
Life - 133 Col +1 SP
Alkor - 133 Col +1 SP

COMPLETE

Mari grinned, giving Rebekah a small, congratulatory clap. "Kudos girl. Clearly, ya got more power than my widdle ol' blade right now." Mari said, somewhat sincerly as she twirled her dagger around in her hands. "Sometimes I think I should have gone with a bigger weapon. But I love this little thing. It's darling."

The other girl asked how Mari wanted it to be cooked, Mari chewed her lip, thinking for a moment. "Not sure how cooking in this game works. Steak? medium rare with some sort of garlic sauce?" Mari asked, "If not then just slice n dice it. Sh*t I'd eat it raw."