Fallenreaper

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

@NeutralNexus: When you get a chance, look at the DM in Discord and I replied to the Collab. I think it's about time we wrap this up asap.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

@NeutralNexus: Have you wrote anything on that collab yet? 0_o

Mass Effect: Borealis

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Then send me one of those links in a PM if that's alright and I'll get to writing on it in a bit (a tad busy atm, sorry for the inconvenience)

@Mortarion

It's alright I'm in no hurry. And will do.

Mass Effect: Borealis

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Hmmmm, alrighty, I'll make a Gdoc and link it here on a bit.

Also, happy new year to you all!!! (sorry for beign late)

EDIT: Fallen, might be a bit more complicated for me to use the Gdoc since I am, admittedly, rather ignorant when it comes to use it as a means to do collabs. Hmmmm, would it be ok if we use something else like Etherpad or maybe work the collab via PM? Sorry for bothering and for any complications this might cause.

@Mortarion

I have numerous of gdocs able to be used and I can link one back in a pm, I just need you to write your part to start us off. I mainly want to use the docs because they have auto correct and I can use them on my iPhone. There's also numerous tutorials over how use gdocs out there on google. However if you can't then pm will work.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

When @Lucius Cypher replies for Annabeth, I'll reply with Darell.

Mass Effect: Borealis

@Mortarionalright I'm free for a collab but mind of we do it on gdocs? My s key on my laptop has been giving me issues and I think is dying on me, so until I get a USB one, it's easier to type it on a gdoc. Though you'll have to start it off if you don't mind?

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Location: Natural History Museum, NYC
Time: Afternoon
@VATROU, @fdeviant, @Shard, @Luna, and @Demonic Angel

Ben’s eyes never left Barron. His fur stood on end and his blue irises heated at the vampire’s very presence. On impulse, his black lips curled back to expose his canines farther. Every muscle became tensed and taunt against his fur until he felt ready to burst. Some invisible instinct drove him on to rid himself of this creature and a threat to his pack. Rage flowed through his very veins and warmed his very core, his intelligence dulled down to a signal focus point: Getting rid of Barron and protecting the others.

Without much thought, his figure stepped in front of Skyler and blocked the young boy from view. Unnoticed by Benjamin, or likely any others, Skyler had crumbled to his knees and started to tremble in panic from the emotional trauma. The situation was quickly getting out hand and the inner beast knew it. His growl increased at the thought, the sound rumbled through his core. He crouched down into a ready lunge again as his snapped his teeth in response, chattering in anger.

He jerked to leap at Barron when suddenly there was a rumbled and a wall sprung up. Shocked at the expected object, Ben’s paws gripped into the ground the moment his paws touched the ground. His figure barely screeched to a halt as his head whipped at Ji’s scream for Skyler to run. Confusion spread across the wolf’s muzzle and his eyes flipped back to the wall. Mentally, he was debated on his choice of flight or fight reflex before another grinding sound caught his attention. His eyes narrowed upon the wall’s surface when blood erupted from it.

Ben jerked back in surprise and snarled in reaction. The limber arms spread and move about him as it rushed ahead, the wolf quickly realizing what was happened only seconds too late. Ben’s mind shouted at Ji to warn her, ‘No! Stop!’

Too late. Before he could stop himself, his paws were already on the move and rushing to her side to help. Blood crystallize and within moments solidified, separating the wolves (the efreet too) from Marie’s eyesight. They were trapped within a strange box like cage as Barron slowly emerged a few feet in front of Ben. A growl rippled through the pup’s chest at seeing the vampire’s cocky smirk followed by his insistence that he just wanted to help. Puffing himself up, Benjamin snorted in disbelief over the words uttered by the creature and resumed his growling.

‘Leave… NOW!’ Ben’s telepathy yelled within Barron’s mind, a sensation of childish and beastial temper.

A small supernatural heat wafted through liquid and passed through the captives, but it was nothing compared to what came next. It was then Skyler’s situation become known to everyone. The boy’s inner struggle had been ignored in Ben’s single thought process as extreme heat, surpassing the temperature of the earlier wave, poured over one of the blood walls. The flame greedily licked up the form and began to devour it. Gradually it twisted into an unnatural color, black. Like a living thing, the fire roared across causing Ben to jerk away just to avoid getting burn. Meanwhile, a small whimper escaped Ben’s muzzle when he watched Skyler’s transformation. The boy’s small stubs extended into two fully grown horns, his skin paled, and voice changed from the usual timid tone he held. His one hand still held the flame in dark claws as he shouted his threat to Barron in guttural voice.

Ben’s cautious telepathy poured into Skyler’s mind, his eyes stared deeply at the demon within their presence. Fear and confusion mingled with each other, but most of all the strongest emotion was worry. Images of Skyler passed from Ben’s mind to the now transformed boy, Ben’s mind having trouble drawing a connection to the name and figure that stood before him now, ‘Sky...S-Skyl...er? Hurt?’

⊰Manifest Anima: Planes Divided⊱

ℭharles Λeon

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O M I N A R
_{~ Twilight Spirit ~}

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When Killian cut the wrap easily with the scissors, Charles shivered at the touch. The bandages fell off then pooled into the floor at his feet before being tossed away by the student. The young man’s attention finally turned to what he was patching. A few bones were bent inward and swelled, gradually mending the damage caused. Several missed splinters were removed as Killian started to clean then attend to the wound.

Listening to the conversation playing out between Zeki, Archene and Mairyell, Charles noted that one of Archene’s comments was all for making the Prae’s public image suffer. However, Charles didn’t enjoy making their public image burn up in smoke. Primarily because if the Prae had nothing to lose image wise, their tactics could become unreasonably aggressive and difficult to work around for the resistance. At least that was one possible outcome he could think of immediately. Humanity might have the numbers in the city, but it was hardly an advantage in Charles’ mind over how little they knew about their oppressors or their counter tactics.

Debating about pulling this point up, Charles was interrupted by Archene’s voice directed at him. There was a hint of mockery in his friend’s tone causing him to pause at it.

His lips tightened in question slightly then receded in acceptance when Archene chuckled. It was followed by a display of the seed forming in Archene’s hand before he touched the lower half of Charles’ hand with a soft tap. Unsure what to expect, the immortal’s expression promptly braced for a painful experience and scrunched his face up.

Gradually, Charles’ right eye then followed by his left opened up slowly. If it wasn't for the numbness and Archene’s comment, he would've questioned if the Eximius had done anything at all.

At Killian, Charles couldn’t help the reply to follow the man's comment, "I’ve made due before I met you and with much worse injuries. As for intentions behind the injury… they are complicated and I would appreciate it if you would drop it.”

Charles’ arm lowered as Killian finished up his task, the student's paranoid nature rearing its ugly head heavily.“I’m in no condition to protect us and I trust him. If those Prae that paid me a house visit return…”

He purposely let his statement trail off for the boy to piece together. Neither the fifteen year old or himself was in any shape to protect themselves from any attack and having additional assistance was welcomed in the immortal’s mind. He mainly didn’t want either of his responsibilities dying before their time and at least Archene would assist him in that task. Taking a moment, he breathed then made one last comment. “I’ll figure out arrangements after we leave. It might be a little crowded, but I'll get it sorted.”

Guilt swelled in his conscience over forgetting his responsibilities as he mentally tried to ease it, his attention lingered over the child sleeping in the chair. Her image reminded him of her mother. The thought nailed deeper the stigma that he was now her current guardian and should’ve had her care as his primary focus. Not this and tomorrow he would resolve in correcting it.

There was little use in dwelling on his failures of the day, Charles noted before their quietest member stepped forward. The professor’s eyes shifted to the individual when he heard the name Szayeis mentioned.

Again, his mind flipped through his mental collection of information and shortly found what he was looking for. Szayeis. An Eximius whose name was at the top of the Prae’s most wanted list and name smeared for reasons not fully clear.

One of their number seemed to believe the Prae propaganda and it was odd to Charles why such an individual would show up at the meeting designed to undermine them. He was about to give his view on it when Archene beat him to it. Much like Charles himself, the Eximius was on the fence when it came this Szayeis character and Charles agreed since the lack of information couldn’t help determine the Licenti’s reputation.

“To start with, I have an issue with arming the prisoners,” He voice his thoughts for the first time when he spotted the break in the conversation. His hand pulled upright and declined the offer made by Zeki, the immortal’s mind turned to address things in the order they were discussed.

“Doing so, we end up giving the guards rights to defend themselves with more aggressive tactics. I’m not too keen on leaving more bodies in the fray for either party, even if the chaos gives us an edge,” Charles’ views obviously didn’t begrudge the guards-who he assumed would be mostly human- for doing their job or the prisoners for wanting to escape. The hand that Archene had planted his seed in had numbed in a spot causing him to shake some feeling into it, “At least without being armed, the guards will likely be less aggressive and focus more on subduing them then merely shot first. This makes things more difficult for them in reining in the situation.”

Adjusting his position to lean against the counter, Charles made one final point on the matter, “Another matter to keep in mind, not all of those individuals are completely human or without means to defend themselves. I’m sure some of the humans are mages and Licentia tend to have some form of magic naturally.”

Before he could get much farther, another late arrival entered the shop causing Charles to pause. The man spoke in a footle fashion then made a careless display, expending his magic to add what he viewed to be an impressive flare. Charles found himself more annoyed at it than amazed.

“I agree with Archene,” Charles started, ignoring the man’s entrance, “With little information about this Szayeis- aside from Prae claims- there’s little way to tell if he would be of help or hinder the purpose of this group. He might not even become involved since it doesn’t outright benefit him.”

The professor paused enough to catch his breath, “I’m not an expert on Prae, but they don’t slander individuals without a reason, even if the person might not deserve it. I believe until more information is learned then we should exercise caution if we encounter him.”

“Another thing we’ve forgotten is the matter of keeping our identities unknown. As one of us pointed out, the Prae controls a lot within Ominar,” Charles said then gestured toward Mairyell, “If we’re going to break out several individuals and cut them loose to return home, all the Prae need is one good identification to rip our lives apart. Merely capturing one, which is very likely to happen at some point, will give them a lead.”

Putting forth something useful, he presented the faint possibility for a solution, “I’m not a fan of being hunted down and I have one possible solution within my spell collection to allow us to hide in plain sight. However, if someone has another option that isn’t magical and feels it’s better then by all means, I hope you will lay it on the table.”

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Yeah, ironically, the Strike Team is actually a bit short on Jedi.

@EliteCommander

I actually laughed at that myself.

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

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Ok awesome! As far as the combat for the soldier goes I expected as much and slim completely fine with it. I figured that I'd add it to create some more diversity among the different character types. Plus, I was thinking of making the two brothers and so creating potentially interesting conflict.

@chayden13

There's actually, I believe, at least two other soldiers involved in the Rescuers.