subtitle: She's a hyper one alright, Mr. Guard! Mission: Guild Warriors: Faction satisfaction Becky Joy Original Roleplay
Here's my first Becky Joy piece. I wanted to hint at how the world typically reacted to her and show her feelings on it.
Lil' forgetful and childlike, but a good heart. This's also the story where she finds out about the mission, incidentally.
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Whistling to herself as she skipped down the streets of Seaside Town, her hair blowing in the wind, all smexy like and stuff! It was just a nice day, too, with the spring cool only starting to give way to the hotter days of summer. Off to get supplies and maybe see if somethin' interestin's goin on in town! Cause there's a lot of fun things that go down in Seaside Town! Warm enough for her knee length otter leather skirt, and a matching patterned haltertop, with the top button open, showing enough skin to get attention, but not TOO much attention! "Hi, living elbow macaroni!" Becky cried out in delight as she passed everyone. "Hello, gang of Knob teenagers! Beck here's 'down with the Knob.' Haha!" Mostly she was starred at but that didn't bug her- she knew people are silly as a rule. That's about just how it is, ya know?! "Hey there, Joy girl!" a familiar voice called out as she skipped down the tracks towards the Market Square. Becky looked up with a smile, as always. "Oh, hi there, Mr. guard!" "I haven't seen you around these parts in a while," he said, leaning his considerable weight on his polearm. "Are ya here for the big carnival, babygal?" Becky thought hmm wait Mr. Guard had a name.. she just had to think of it.. "Um... sorry what?!" He laughed, amused by her lightheadedness.. Maybe his name was Gary. "I said, 'Are ya here for the big carnival?'" "What's that all about, Gary?" she asked. "Who's Gary?" He seemed genuinely confused. "Bob?" "Huh?" He rested his weapon aside for a second to scratch his head, more confused. "Steve." "Ohh!" he said, a light going off in his head. "You're tryin' to figure my name? It'd David. Remember?" "Ohhh yeah sorry!" Becky let out a laugh. "I forgotted!" (Yup.. 'forgotted..') He seemed amused and used to her, so he let it slide. "It's cool." "Anywhoo," she said, smiling more brightly now that she remembered (or was told) his name. "Hi, Steve! I mean David!" Becky looked at him, appreciating that he didn't seem to get annoyed at her bouncy personality like some others did. "So, what's new in town? I like carnivals.. are there gonna be rides?! I hope so! But nothin' too scary to go on.. my wolf gets sick!" The guard raised an eyebrow slightly. "You have a pet wolf?" "Yea!" Becky's eyes went slightly saucer-big. "He's so cute, but he isn't really a pet.. we figured out he's as smart as a person.. It's a big long story." "I'd imagine," the guard responded, shifting over the idea of a sentient wolf in his mind. "So, anyway, I don't think there's gonna be too many rides, but I could be wrong. It's mostly a talent contest.. Ever hear of the Kingdom of KOL clan?" Becky's eyes really lit up this time along with a big ol' Becky smile. "Hey, did you know that's the clan I'm in?! My Wolf buddy Zanther's a part of it.. so they made me a part of it, too!" "Nice!" He asked, before asking a fateful question. "Gonna enter?" Becky gasped with delight over the possibilities. "Oh, can I?!" "Er," the guard reacted. "That'd be up to your clan, I think." "Huh... Oh! Wait.. Oh! I gotta go!" Becky turned to dart off, then turned back, and blurted out, "I gotta go visit that district with all the clan places in it, I think that nice Prince guy said we got a recruiting center, I wonder if its still there, sorry can't talk gotta go!" "Bye.." the guard said as she took off. He scratched his head idly, wondering aloud, "Heh.. she's a hyper one.."
Awww, so cute! We'll find out exactly what she does at the contest in a later chapter. Then we'll see how it plays out in the Mission Finale. We've got some good fights and sad moments ahead before we even get to the Finale five parter!
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