Magdeline "Mags" Navigo, Multiversal Mapper

[WIP RP blog for Mags from the Ratchet & Clank series. Mun is 18+]

[trainrushed]

The room goes quiet.

The owls stare at her, guns wavering. They're very visibly shaken up - wide-eyed, trembling, and the entire room has turned to look at the Conductor for direction.

...that's a mammal, not a bird. He can't use this.

His posture slackens, and he lets out a sigh that quickly turns into a loud groan.

"CUT!"

The Conductor releases the Express Owl from his headlock, giving him a light pat on the shoulder before lightly pushing him away - the poor guy heaving a sigh of relief before scampering off to sit down - and he approaches the stranger, wiping the blood from his cheek.

With the cameras off and bandanas pulled down, the Express Owls begin to whisper amongst themselves. But as the Conductor speaks, they go quiet.

"Who are you, and WHAT are you doin' on my train?" At least he put the gun away. "Don't you know you're interrruptin' something?"

[multiversal-mapper]

Mags' eyes dart from bird to bird. She's so tense that she nearly jumps out of her fur when the yellow one cried out. She flinches, preparing for the worst, but when she isn't shot dead she opens her eyes in time to see the other birds begin to disperse.

So the yellow one is in charge. Definitely gonna try to remember that for my next log.

She releases the breath she hadn't realized she was holding. She's about to express her gratitude over not getting pumped full of hot lead when the Yellow One turns their attention back to her and started demanding answers.

Shoot, how was she supposed to respond? There hadn't been any protocol for if she was discovered because - again - she wasn't supposed to be discovered! She nervously wrings her hands, looking around the space she'd ended up, trying to come with a plausible reason for her

"I'm aaaaan inspector," Mags finally replies, fixing her posture to something she hopes comes off as authoritative(chin up, back straight, hands behind her back, feet together). "I've been sent by my superiors to... investigate the state of this whole operation and report back to them!"

It wasn't completely a lie, was it?

[trainrushed]

The Owl Express was busy.

Every bird knew exactly why - at least, provided they had a place to be and good taste in public transportation - as it'd been temporarily "out of service" for the whole week.

They'd be fine; there's other trains. Granted, none had nearly as great service and quality as the Owl Express, but it wasn't an uncommon experience, and most of the railway was still accessible; everybody knows that if the Conductor wants to film somewhere with his train, there's no stopping him.

The train chugs along on the tracks, endlessly moving down its aimless path.

The wind roars in his ears as it rushes past, his poncho fluttering behind him as he pressed against the current. At the speed he was going, if he faltered for even a moment he'd lose too much time. He was hot on the trail - it all came down to this.

He knew exactly which cart they were to be conniving in; and as he leaped across each gap between them, he counted.

Two... Three... Four...

And he jumps.

He flips over the side and kicks through the window, falling into the room and rolling onto his feet.

It was quiet. Too quiet.

Glass crunches under his boots, his spurs jingling with each step. He presses himself against the door, a hand hovering over his gun's holster.

He sees one of them near the other side, muttering indistinctly amongst his colleagues on the other side. "...need to...the next stop...the bounty..."

He slams the door open, spinning his revolver in his hand and pressing the barrel against the back of the owl's head.

"Do no move an inch." The cowboy drawls, eyeing the bandits scattering away. Feathered hands reach for their weapons and a shot rings out, he grabs the owl with his arm, veering to the side and

the bullet whizzes past his face. It leaves behind a fresh streak of red.

He presses the gun to the side of his captured bandit's head. "Drop yer peckin' weapons right now. This ain't gotta be messy, 'less ya wanna make it. Go out quiet, or--"

"Pffha!" The owl's voice trembles with nerves, but he tries to play it off, gesturing nonchalantly with his revolver. "Uh, hhyeah, as if we'd surrender to the likes of you, you w-washed up--"

Then... something between them cracks.

An unnatural purple glow fills the room - a camera hurriedly adjusted to face the source - dancing on the faces of the birds in the room. Silence, as it opens wider, everybody staring slack-jawed (luckily, the owls' faces mostly covered by their bandit costumes), until someone breaks the silence.

Do something. Improvise.

"Wh-- What in the ever-loving peck is THAT?!" He bellows, changing the target of his revolver to the growing light, holding the owl tighter.

"I-I-I don't know! This, this wasn't part of th--" a kick in the leg from the Conductor gives him pause, adjusting his response accordingly "Th-th-th-th-the plan! They weren't su-supposed to... to..."

"To-- To what???"

"I-it's too-- too early, I didn't--"

[multiversal-mapper]

A lump of of brown and green is expelled from the rift before it closes abruptly.

Mags sluggishly pulls herself up to her feet, brushing the dust and debris from her uniform. Once she's back on her feet she stashes the Dimensionator away and-

By the Elders, they were all pointing guns at her.

Crap, this was bad- this was so, so bad! She wasn't supposed to let anyone see her while she was surveying the dimensions! If her presence were made known there could be disastrous effects on the natural balance of he destinations!

Oh, and her life was in peril, too.

Even in her frightened state the scholarly part of her made an effort to analyze her situation beyond the immediate danger. The technology surrounding them was primitive compared to that of the Lombaxes, but not too shabby on the whole. The native lifeforms of this dimension looked a bit like the Hawkers from Rionosis, but with much more drab plumage. Well, except for that bright yellow one in the hat. Maybe they were in charge?

Offering raised hands and a nervous smile she speaks, hoping beyond hope that they speak Common.

"... I come in peace?"

[multiversal-mapper]

Lights, Camera, Distraction!

@trainrushed

"... That should just about cover things here. On to the next dimension!"

Mags hit "STOP" on her audio log recorder and lay back in her cot with a contented sigh. Another dimension mapped, around... a still undetermined amount to go. She wasn't one to get discouraged though. Even if cartography would always be her first academic love, she liked to think of herself as something of an amateur anthropologist as well - all those uncharted dimensions just meant she had so much to learn still!

And learn she would. An alarm signaled that her self-imposed five-minute break between dimensional jumps was over(had it really been that long already?) and it was time to get back to work. Hauling herself upright she retrieves the Dimensionator from its place next to her cot and begins punching in codes for the next dimension. After a few attempts at brute forcing it she finally entered a viable set of coordinates: 27t56. Destination locked in, she charged the Dimensionator, fired, and was swept into the resulting rift with a yelp.

Mags wondered if she'd ever get used to that.

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

as glad as i am to see that the roleplay ecosystem on tumblr has kicked up in recent years, i've also realized that it's been a while since i've considered the nuances of rp interactions. it used to be much simpler a good few years ago, but with tumblr removing post-trimming functionality, a lot of newer residents have just been enduring threads that span several tens of posts.

ATTENTION ALL RP HEADS! THERE IS A BETTER WAY! (on mobile, at least)

PLEASE direct your attention to XKit!! (i have it on firefox, and installed it from here, but it probably works on other browsers as well). you're probably familiar with it, but if you're not, it's been the extension that's made so many of tumblr's more annoying changes tolerable by reverting/fixing them. and it's been a boon for the rpc for a while now.

included in its great list of quality-of-life features is something that looks like this:

THIS. is going to be your best friend. your confidant. your lover. your silly rabbit.

when you turn this dial here, you'll find a new icon that shows up at the bottom of all of your posts and drafts. i'll use a screenshot of my own blog for convenience:

clicking on that pair of scissors will take you to a screen that looks like this:

there's only two posts in this thread- mine and gio's (everyone say hi gio)- and of course, i can't trim my own response to the post, or there would be nothing left. so there's only one thing to trim, here. depending on the size of the thread you have, though, there could be a lot more. regardless, if i were to trim the post, it would end up looking like this:

i saved it as a draft bc i don't actually want to post it, but you get the picture. my roleplay partner would still receive a notification that i reblogged the post, and the notes counter remains the same, even though the trimmed replies aren't visible in the latest reblog.

it's exceptionally convenient!!! if it's at all in your power to use it, i would highly recommend it! especially for our friends who may be mobile only (since currently i don't believe there's a solution to thread trimming on mobile, unfortunately)

[tinkering-survivor]

📝R&C but a character who isn't hailey tho

[Sadly unless you count how Insomniac blatantly and shamelessly ripped off Hailey for Rivet(/j) Hailey is not truly a R&C character and would be disqualified anyways :angrycry:

[Anyways, go ahead and call me predictable but I think it'd be fun to RP Angela Cross, a (re-designed)Elaris or that unnamed Resistance member who was talking to Rivet at the start of Rift Apart because I could just do with them what I did with pre-Hamlet Wagstaff lmao.]

[multiversal-mapper]

[oh how the turns have tabled lmao]

[multiversal-mapper]

[um]

[introduction + tag dump post yaay!]

[hi there! been roleplaying on Tumblr on-n-off since 2015, so I'd like to think I know how all this works by now lol. drop me a DM if you wanna maybe run a thread ^^