A. Prisma Fighter II: Hyper Champion Fighting Ultra Turbo Alpha EX3 Plus Final Impact Edition [ LmaO has served as an effective multitasking option when Entrapta has things to work out thoughts and theories that don't require her compiled logs and records for reference. Which is almost daily. Great stimulus for certain, but she both enjoys the aesthetic of the VR environment and can also easily look past it to see the statistical and technical side of the game's aspects. Using that to her advantage is how well she's done in the League last month and why she's quite prepared now that she's got decent grinding done since.
Her jumpsuit's matching her usual colors, Purple, white and black, as well as sporting a wrench emblem. Anyone and everyone in the PVP finals has their gameface on, ready to seriously go for the gold.
Well, almost. ]
Heeey! [ She waves and as a big smile whether it's her next opponent or another finalist that just lost. Even other players who aren't in the finals but just playing around in co-op. ] Think I could get your autograph? Oh, maybe a picture for my gallery too!
B: Red 23! Fortress of Solitude never fails, NEVER FAILS BABY
Ethical dilemma number...68.
[ Entrapta's speaking into her recorder while a hand of her hair strokes her chin thoughtfully. She was drawn to the board of players, names and their rankings with statistics which includes her happy face as well.
The short scientist doesn't even notice she's practically arm to arm with the Moonblessed she just accidentally joined. ]
Placing Chroma on bets for a tournament I'm participating in seems vaguely...unfair. Howeverrr, they do give pertinent information so perhaps it's not bad to do? More input needed before I decide for or against.
[ Her magenta eyes then find she's not alone. They flick back and forth between board, Moonblessed and her recorder.
Endlessly if she's not stopped. ]
C. Cart Cart Revolution [ Abraxas is familiar to Entrapta. After a minute for her to remember anyway. She wasted no time in grinding past the Adventurer/Novice to get to her first class. A no brainer, Merchant feels right and the future classes are worth flailing over.
Now that she feels properly prepared to slay some gremlins she's back at the Adventurer's guild looking for someone to party up with. ]
Hellooo. Are you considering risking health points and facing a poisonous death in the Cursed Cavern of Mordeus? Or did you already and are thinking about going for a second run?
[ A sly smile spreads on her face and her Vendor skill activates, a digital shop menu popping over her head of health and antidote potions and herbs she's farmed while grinding. Priced below NPC shop rates, but more than their sellback for other classes. ]
These might help. Or I could go with you unless you're in a party already.
D. You don't understand. That's okay. [ A very confused Moonblessed there is and that's Entrapta. Constantly she's heavily ignored what personally tugs at her. Mere mention of it before has been too hard to deal with. Why hurt when she could put her attention in so many other directions at once? After Majestas gives her a fleeting glimpse of the truth that lies deep in her heart.
The red symbol of the Horde. Fanged teeth just as red. Bright red eyes that aren't filled with anger nor judgment. A flat purple crystal containing the First Ones Language she etched herself.
"...Yes." The whisper is all it takes to free the lion. ]
Hnng... [ Purple hair that's covering most her back starts to darken. Entrapta's doubled over form shifts as her hands grab her ribs. ] Augh!!
[ Six metallic orchid colored wings bursts from her shoulder blades. Bright psychedelic purple lines light up along the mechanical set with hollow cannons at the end of each row of the technological would-be feathers. Blinded by the previous halo, the pain from bleeding and at the shock of her innermost yearning, Entrapta can't see anything yet.
The tips of every empty wing cannon begins collecting energy. Minuscule orbs of what might be Chroma draw into the growing orbs, charging and threatening to fire. Her body's reaction to expel the sorrow she just got blindsided with. ]
[ ooc: or wildcard me like it's Uno. plotting post link for reference if you'd like me to write you a custom prompt! my world's your oyster. ]
Entrapta | She-Ra and the Princesses of Power | Cordis
A. Prisma Fighter II: Hyper Champion Fighting Ultra Turbo Alpha EX3 Plus Final Impact Edition
[ LmaO has served as an effective multitasking option when Entrapta has things to work out thoughts and theories that don't require her compiled logs and records for reference. Which is almost daily. Great stimulus for certain, but she both enjoys the aesthetic of the VR environment and can also easily look past it to see the statistical and technical side of the game's aspects. Using that to her advantage is how well she's done in the League last month and why she's quite prepared now that she's got decent grinding done since.
Her jumpsuit's matching her usual colors, Purple, white and black, as well as sporting a wrench emblem. Anyone and everyone in the PVP finals has their gameface on, ready to seriously go for the gold.
Well, almost. ]
Heeey! [ She waves and as a big smile whether it's her next opponent or another finalist that just lost. Even other players who aren't in the finals but just playing around in co-op. ] Think I could get your autograph? Oh, maybe a picture for my gallery too!
B: Red 23! Fortress of Solitude never fails, NEVER FAILS BABY
Ethical dilemma number...68.
[ Entrapta's speaking into her recorder while a hand of her hair strokes her chin thoughtfully. She was drawn to the board of players, names and their rankings with statistics which includes her happy face as well.
The short scientist doesn't even notice she's practically arm to arm with the Moonblessed she just accidentally joined. ]
Placing Chroma on bets for a tournament I'm participating in seems vaguely...unfair. Howeverrr, they do give pertinent information so perhaps it's not bad to do? More input needed before I decide for or against.
[ Her magenta eyes then find she's not alone. They flick back and forth between board, Moonblessed and her recorder.
Endlessly if she's not stopped. ]
C. Cart Cart Revolution
[ Abraxas is familiar to Entrapta. After a minute for her to remember anyway. She wasted no time in grinding past the Adventurer/Novice to get to her first class. A no brainer, Merchant feels right and the future classes are worth flailing over.
Now that she feels properly prepared to slay some gremlins she's back at the Adventurer's guild looking for someone to party up with. ]
Hellooo. Are you considering risking health points and facing a poisonous death in the Cursed Cavern of Mordeus? Or did you already and are thinking about going for a second run?
[ A sly smile spreads on her face and her Vendor skill activates, a digital shop menu popping over her head of health and antidote potions and herbs she's farmed while grinding. Priced below NPC shop rates, but more than their sellback for other classes. ]
These might help. Or I could go with you unless you're in a party already.
D. You don't understand. That's okay.
[ A very confused Moonblessed there is and that's Entrapta. Constantly she's heavily ignored what personally tugs at her. Mere mention of it before has been too hard to deal with. Why hurt when she could put her attention in so many other directions at once? After Majestas gives her a fleeting glimpse of the truth that lies deep in her heart.
The red symbol of the Horde. Fanged teeth just as red. Bright red eyes that aren't filled with anger nor judgment. A flat purple crystal containing the First Ones Language she etched herself.
"...Yes." The whisper is all it takes to free the lion. ]
Hnng... [ Purple hair that's covering most her back starts to darken. Entrapta's doubled over form shifts as her hands grab her ribs. ] Augh!!
[ Six metallic orchid colored wings bursts from her shoulder blades. Bright psychedelic purple lines light up along the mechanical set with hollow cannons at the end of each row of the technological would-be feathers. Blinded by the previous halo, the pain from bleeding and at the shock of her innermost yearning, Entrapta can't see anything yet.
The tips of every empty wing cannon begins collecting energy. Minuscule orbs of what might be Chroma draw into the growing orbs, charging and threatening to fire. Her body's reaction to expel the sorrow she just got blindsided with. ]
[ ooc: or wildcard me like it's Uno. plotting post link for reference if you'd like me to write you a custom prompt! my world's your oyster. ]
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