It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

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It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Rumor's Mill » Wed May 29, 2019 12:12 pm

Since time immemorial, Rhy'Din has stood as a symbol of longevity; an unforgettable juxtaposition of Streets that never sleep and Wilds that never wake. The maelstrom of Nexus currents upon which it resides, ever whorling and shifting, ensure the lifeblood of the city continues to pump, unhindered, no matter who or what is swept up in it. It has been formed by the innumerable touches of eons of hands, cultures, beliefs, ambitions, and simple desires of its ceaselessly evolving populace. Those that find themselves here, whether by choice or circumstance, have learned to make peace with it. They either stay and add their own touches to the City's multi-dimensional tapestry, or continue on in their journey, leaving behind only their stories.

And for those that have known nothing else: the covert, the quiet, the perpetual yet invisible, those stories are indispensable, as integral to daily life in this chaotic, lawless town as a healthy sense of self-preservation. Standing the test of time with their home takes more than luck.

It takes myths, legends, and fairy tales. Lessons learned from the quick, the wise, or the dead.

Lend yours to their Rumor Mill, keep it churning for generations to come.



((OOC: The Rumor's Mill is meant to be the collective result of 100% player contribution. Rumor's Mill will collect and pass on only what it is fed, thereby eliminating the opportunity for mistakes, guaranteeing the integrity of characters and storylines. That being said, feel free to pass on false information---there are no good rumors without it! ))
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Desdenova VonTombs » Wed Jul 17, 2019 6:50 pm

Grist For The Rumor Mill


“Hi, yeah, oh hey, you’re new here.”

Desdenova looked up from wiping down a glass topped display case and blinked a few times, just shy of derpy as he regarded the young woman speaking to him. She she was so fresh faced and eager that Desdenova had to wonder how many gallons of virgin’s blood that her morning skin care regime required.

“I am. Can I help you?” he replied politely, setting the cleaning supplies aside and giving her his best Mortician Smile. It was a strange blend of empathy, warmth, and seemly respect for the unhappy tidings.

“Oh, yes, you probably can. See, I’m writing a paper on the various alchemists and mystics shops in town, and well, here I am. I wonder if you’d answer a few questions for me,” she twinkled. Desdenova tilted his head.

Information was a valuable commodity. Not to mention dangerous in the wrong hands. Not to mention that snitches got stitches. However, advertising was a good thing.

“If it’s okay with my boss, sure. She’ll be out till noon though,” Desdenova finally responded. The girl gave a self conscious titter and twirled a lock of hair around her finger.

“I know, that’s why I came in now. I kind of want the plain and unvarnished truth. What it’s really like to work for her. Here. What it’s like working here. At the Lyceum.”

Desdenova started to reply, to scornfully note that his parents certainly wouldn’t allow him to work there if there was a difference in how he could speak between when the boss was there and when she wasn’t.

The girl had told him everything he needed to know, and that meant she was fair game, as far as Desdenova was concerned. He picked up the spray bottle and a cleaning rag, returning to work.

“You’re kind of looking at it. Just cleaning and stuff,” Desdenova replied, “And I really don’t have time to just sit and chat with a non-paying customer, if you get my point.”

To Desdenova’s glee, the young woman did. She produced a healthy stack of bills and started peeling them off, twenty by twenty. When he got to the fifth one, he reached over to take them.

“What do you want to know, anyhow?”

“Just clear up some rumors,” she responded, her gaze darting side to side, biting her lip for a moment before she smiled sunnily, “I mean, the kind of rumors that drive off business. Like how people who piss her off end up as mushrooms.”

“That’s ridiculous,” Desdenova replied absently as he squirted down a glass panel, “I mean, when we’re usually running short of wolf teeth and bat wool, why turn a jerk into a mushroom?”

The girl stared at him. He could all but hear her eyelids click when she blinked.

“...And… some whisper she’s a…” the girl paused self consciously and whispered, “A demon.”

Desdenova shrugged, carefully scrubbing a bit of grease from the glass, his back to the young woman.

“That’s just silly. So she has horns, you shouldn’t judge people on appearances. Especially around here,” he responded primly, before a sly grin crossed his lips, “She drives a good and hard bargain, there’s nothing intrinsically demonic about that, is there?”

“Well, no, I suppose not…”

“Next you’ll ask if she rides around on a broomstick and scries on people with a crystal ball. She’s a modern woman, and there’s computers and Roombahs, you know. She’s happily married, so all that naked carousing and stealing men’s penises and draining vitality are right out,” Desdenova added with a soft scoffing.

“...Uh. Oh. I heard she tells the future, too.”

“Then she already knows you’re here,” Desdenova replied, slow and sonorous, turning to regard her with wide and lightless dark eyes, like a creepy little goth doll. The girl gave a repugnant squeak despite herself, stepping back.

“Haha, oh, yeah. Well, then I suppose I can ask if she’s really part of the fae court…?”

Desdenova regarded her mournfully.

“One of my uncles is the Winter’s King. I’ve never seen her in court.”

“OH. So… You. Are part of …?”

“I’m not a fae.”

“But you just said…”

“How much of their attention do you want on you, lady?” Desdenova inquired, his head tilting, solemn as can be, “Most people don’t want any of it. It’s safer that way.”

“Well, fairies, you know, so magical and beautiful,” she twittered. Desdenova continued to stare at her, long enough to become creepy. He smiled abruptly. It did not lesson the creep factor.

“You sure are pretty, miss. What’s your name?”

The young lady jerked back, clutching her little e-pad to her chest, her eyes wide.

“Just just a reporter, you know, working girl,” she replied with a sick grin, “Hey, do those wards really work?”

“Of course they do,” Desdenova replied, still staring at her with his best unhinged but sweet smile.

“So… can I buy… a ward that averts like… fairies and witches and… stuff?” she inquired, glancing into the glass case. A little sign advertised ‘assorted wards’ beside a box with several wards arranged within it.

“Of course,” he responded, this time with a little bow, all the while never taking his gaze from her face, “What would you like?”

“Hah. You’re making me nervous. How about a ward that keeps fairies and witches and demons away?”

“I don’t mean to make a pretty lady nervous,” Desdenova assured her, staring, “That would be three separate wards, though.”

“Oh. Of course. ...Uh… Those…?” she asked, pointing at an assortment of premade wards. Desdenova reached under the counter and withdrew a box containing several wards, all rather large and somewhat gaudy.

“These are to avert fairies, these avert witches, these avert demons, and I recommend you also purchase the wards against vampires and thieves. Collect the whole set.”

“...Haha… Uh… Okay.” the girl simply picked up the wards Desdenova indicated and set them onto the counter. “How do they work?”

“Carry them on your person or keep them in your home,” he replied, “There’s instructions. Will that be all?” he inquired as he indicated the cash register.

“What’s the best way to avert evil…?” she asked uneasily.

“Salt. White candles. Sage. Silver,” Desdenova responded with a slight shrug, returning to his owlish stare.

“Yes, those, I’ll take those, too. ...For an apartment, you know? Like, 500 square feet…?” she assured him, becoming edgier by the moment. Desdenova gave her miffy glance before turning to gather up the components. He turned enough to let her see him pulling a pair of cotton gloves onto his hands before handling any of the items.

“Oh, and if you’re interested, one of the consignment artists just brought in a beautiful dreamcatcher, and a really nice necklace that turns away undead and ghouls and stuff,” Desdenova added, his tone sulky and reluctant.

“...Yes, I’ll take them.”

“Fine,” he muttered under his breath, fetching the articles he’d mentioned. He carefully packaged up her purchases before peeling off the gloves.

“Cash or credit?” he asked while ringing up the order.

“Debit okay?” she asked, handing him her card. Desdenova nodded, glancing at the name on the card before tucking it into the card reader. He pushed it to her a moment later.

“Pin number, please.”

“Okay,” she agreed, quickly tapping the number in. Desdenova nodded, finally handing her a receipt and her bag. She smiled in obvious relief to grab the sack of goodness, and clutched at it with her pad to her chest.

“Thank you. I really appreciate your help. Thank you…” she twittered as she backed for the door. Desdenova eyed the cash register coolly.

“You’re welcome. Oh, Miss Barker?”

The girl stopped cold, staring at the boy’s profile as he quietly finished up with the register.

“Nothing can stop Kharma. So I suggest you don’t do anything to really need those wards,” he told her, his creepy smile returning after he spoke. She bobbled her head. Her gaze abruptly fell upon a fine line of masculine totems for tantric magics. Desdenova watched her. She scurried from the shop a moment later.

Safiya leaned from the back office to look over the shop, narrowing her eyes on Desdenova. He returned her gaze, all innocence. He displayed the money Miss Barker had given him.

“I’ll buy lunch!”

“Great, because you’ll want to have Mallory’s hands busy with food when you tell her that you’ve convinced some ditz that she rides rampant through the night on a Roombah with a bag of fairy dicks and has a little devil working for her days.”

“I’m not evil. I’m chaotic. There’s a difference,” Desdenova insisted.
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Michelle Montoya » Thu Nov 21, 2019 11:06 pm

Have you heard?

Rumours about Michelle Montoya:

- Michelle Montoya has been seen holding hands with Jewell Ravenlock and Mallory Maeda

- The lost-and-returned Michelle was rescued from an underground prison beneath the Marketplace.

- Michelle has brought a curse on the Real RhyDin team, and any week she fights they are going to lose.

- After her loss in IFL Week 2 Michelle hasn't been allowed to stay or sleep in the team Survival Bunker.

- When Michelle came back from Hell she brought back a demon. It lives inside her.

- Michelle is having an affair, which is why her family hasn't come to see her IFL Matches and why she hasn't gone home to Atrebla.

- The Overbaker took a stress leave and is getting medical help.

Feel free to use any of this in your posts or live RP! It's all grist for the mill.
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Equilibrium » Sun Nov 24, 2019 11:38 pm

Rumor Has It...
  • Iron Fists League newcomer Sophia Song has zero fighting experience prior to this season.
  • Or Sophia has ties to semi-professional fighting rings in Terran Tokyo and Seoul as well as Little Asia in Rhydin.
  • Sophia's ever present entourage is a sampling of the extensive harem she keeps.
  • Speaking of harems, the rumor mill says that Sophia and King's Gambit teammate Li Xiaofan are on again, off again lovers. Currently off again after a public lover's quarrel in an exclusive New Haven restaurant.
  • Whispers talk of ties to an ever warring Triad, of which Sophia claims the title of The Goddess over her faction.
  • Others around Little Asia refer to her as the Mad Widow.
((All public rumor and conjecture, feel free to use it however.))
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Michelle Montoya » Sun Dec 01, 2019 11:52 pm

Rumour has it the Overlord Michelle Montoya attacked RhyDin's beloved Governor, Pharlen Von Tombs in a bloody affair at the Red Dragon Inn. RhyDin Rumours warns that she is armed and dangerous!
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Michelle Montoya » Tue Dec 03, 2019 7:57 am

There's a snapshot of Michelle and Bile talking together after his match against Grak of Team Fist. The caption says: "I have an offer for you."
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Re: It's the Rumor, the Legend, the Mystery.....

Post by Li Xiaofan » Wed Dec 04, 2019 11:31 pm

The woman accompanying King's Gambit fighter Xiaofan Li to the Iron Fist Gardens last week was found unconscious near the Outback this Wednesday night from possible poisoning. Xiaofan Li and Sophia Song were seen speaking on what looks to be friendly terms that very same night over dinner.
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