Rin

Reborn in a Fantasy World, This Time I Shall...!

Anya Crescent

Forest Shrine

Is this it?

Is this really it?

Fire. Pain. The nightmarish sounds of screaming and twisted metal. This is really it, isn't it? This hell is how it all ends, isn't it?

It just figures how unfair it is. How cruel and painful it is. How completely pointless it is. It's not right. This wasn't supposed to happen. After all, I never...

I never got the chance to...

---

"...Ow."

Compared to that nightmare, the pain that woke her up was completely insignificant. She opened her eyes slowly, initially only able to make out a bunch of blurry green blobs around her, her eyes taking their time to adjust to the light as she raised a stubby little hand to rub the sleep out of them.

...Stubby? Little? Were they always like... Yes, yes of course they were, it would be silly if her hands weren't her hands after all, so they must have.

Minor existential quandaries about limb size aside, her eyes were finally getting used to the light, and the green blobs were focusing into more coherent shapes, like trees, and grass, and bo-

...Uh.

Was that a goblin poking her?

Of... Of course it was. She could trust her own eyes, and if a shortstacked green girl was poking her cheek, then it only made sense they were a goblin. Why should she overreact to this? Goblins couldn't be anything weird if one of them was trying to wake her up. Groggily, she sat up and rubbed her temple.

"Uuugh... My head hurts..."

@Rune_Alchemist
@Pyromania99

Reborn in a Fantasy World, This Time I Shall...!

Anya

• Name: Anya Crescent
• Age: 32
• Gender: Female
• Race: Halfling
• Appearance: 3'2" of pure justice.
• Personality: Gloomy and introverted, the kind of person who just drifts through life without making any real connections. She's long since accepted that life is never going to get better and lacks the drive or ambition to really do anything about it, simply content (well, not really) to just hide away and lose herself in fantasy stories. She can only talk to people for a few minutes at best before she embarrasses herself talking about stupid, useless nonsense and having to suddenly shut up, so why even try in the first place?
  
  A boisterous Hero of Justice, sworn to protect the weak and innocent from the predations of evil and darkness! Friendly and kind, and always there to lend an ear to the troubles of others in the hope that she may solve them. She's definitely never wracked by self-doubt or anxiety, that's for sure. With her heroic zeal and mighty sword she cleaves a blazing path through the world, hoping to make a real difference and change the world for the better.
  
  Delusional? Whatever do you mean? Coping? Ridiculous. Earth was the lie, this is clearly the real me.
• History: What a boring, pointless life, huh? Born in some no-name backwater town in the sticks, with no real prospects in life, the only time the aimless drifting was disturbed was when someone gave you a nasty shove? No wonder you spent most of it in your room, rotting away, all alone. All you did was read and watch and play trashy fantasy stories, wanting to just get away from everything but unable to do anything about it yourself. And the one time you tried to get away and do something? What's that, the plane crashed and you died as pointlessly as you lived? It's only fitting, really. You were never going to be anything anyway. Good riddance.
  
  What's that, none of that really happened? It's completely ridiculous after all. You were never from Earth! You were but a simple farmgirl in this wondrous fantasy world until one day you came upon a magical blade. From then on, you wandered the land as a Hero of Justice, righting wrongs and fighting evil wherever you found it. That's who you truly are, right? That whole "Earth" thing was just some weird feverish nightmare, right? Right? Good, glad we're on the same page. Go forth, Hero of Justice, and don't let those crazy false memories hold you back as you fight for everlasting peace!
• Level: 1
• Stats:
  
  • STR: 3
  • DEX: 1
  • MAG: 1
  • DEF: 3
  • RES: 2
  • AGI: 1
  • LCK: 1
• Skills:
  
  • Skill Name: Delusional Blade
  • Skill Description: A psychic blade that cleaves through any attempts to infiltrate the mind... Or put more simply, an innate resistance to mental attacks and debuffs. Except, of course, whatever evil magic is making Anya have memories of that weird Earth place.
• Other:
  • Despite claiming to be a native of this world, Anya knows barely anything about it. She claims this is because of evil magic messing with her mind and implanting fake memories of a different life, but...
  • Her sword is named Sieglinde, although whether or not it actually is magical is currently undetermined.

Reborn in a Fantasy World, This Time I Shall...!

Well here goes nothing I guess.

Anya

• Name: Anya Crescent
• Age: 32
• Gender: Female
• Race: Halfling
• Appearance: 3'2" of pure justice.
• Personality: Gloomy and introverted, the kind of person who just drifts through life without making any real connections. She's long since accepted that life is never going to get better and lacks the drive or ambition to really do anything about it, simply content (well, not really) to just hide away and lose herself in fantasy stories. She can only talk to people for a few minutes at best before she embarrasses herself talking about stupid, useless nonsense and having to suddenly shut up, so why even try in the first place?
  
  A boisterous Hero of Justice, sworn to protect the weak and innocent from the predations of evil and darkness! Friendly and kind, and always there to lend an ear to the troubles of others in the hope that she may solve them. She's definitely never wracked by self-doubt or anxiety, that's for sure. With her heroic zeal and mighty sword she cleaves a blazing path through the world, hoping to make a real difference and change the world for the better.
  
  Delusional? Whatever do you mean? Coping? Ridiculous. Earth was the lie, this is clearly the real me.
• History: What a boring, pointless life, huh? Born in some no-name backwater town in the sticks, with no real prospects in life, the only time the aimless drifting was disturbed was when someone gave you a nasty shove? No wonder you spent most of it in your room, rotting away, all alone. All you did was read and watch and play trashy fantasy stories, wanting to just get away from everything but unable to do anything about it yourself. And the one time you tried to get away and do something? What's that, the plane crashed and you died as pointlessly as you lived? It's only fitting, really. You were never going to be anything anyway. Good riddance.
  
  What's that, none of that really happened? It's completely ridiculous after all. You were never from Earth! You were but a simple farmgirl in this wondrous fantasy world until one day you came upon a magical blade. From then on, you wandered the land as a Hero of Justice, righting wrongs and fighting evil wherever you found it. That's who you truly are, right? That whole "Earth" thing was just some weird feverish nightmare, right? Right? Good, glad we're on the same page. Go forth, Hero of Justice, and don't let those crazy false memories hold you back as you fight for everlasting peace!
• Level: 1
• Stats:
  
  • STR: 3
  • DEX: 1
  • MAG: 1
  • DEF: 3
  • RES: 2
  • AGI: 1
  • LCK: 1
• Skills:
  
  • Skill Name: Delusional Blade
  • Skill Description: A psychic blade that cleaves through any attempts to infiltrate the mind... Or put more simply, an innate resistance to mental attacks and debuffs. Except, of course, whatever evil magic is making Anya have memories of that weird Earth place.
• Other:
  • Despite claiming to be a native of this world, Anya knows barely anything about it. She claims this is because of evil magic messing with her mind and implanting fake memories of a different life, but...
  • Her sword is named Sieglinde, although whether or not it actually is magical is currently undetermined.

Reborn in a Fantasy World, This Time I Shall...! (Interest Check)

Current ideas are fluctuating between elf and potato, probably a swordsperson either way. Might aim for the cliché "become world's best swordsperson" goal but we'll see how things turn out I guess.

Reborn in a Fantasy World, This Time I Shall...! (Interest Check)

I'll get something figured out hopefully.

Maid RPG: Touhou Fairy Edition

Let's go!

Past the Veil

Let's see if I can get something that works out for this I guess.

Digimon: Fallen Knights

I feel like I've already screwed up so I'm just going to go make myself scarce and hope I have better luck next time, sorry about that.

Digimon: Fallen Knights

Now Cameron needs a cute name for his fanbase.

@Crimson Flame

Famerons.

Digimon: Fallen Knights

Briar Rayne

"♫~Love is like a gummy bear, a yummy yummy gummy bear~♫"

Uuuuuuugh. She'd had it stuck in her head all day now. Because of course all it took was hearing some crappy pop song once to have it grip tightly on your brain. It was so insipid, so saccharine, so... So catchy.

"I swear, if I ever meet the kid who sung that..."

Briar sighed as she dragged herself through the front door, just narrowly missing a sudden downpour. That was unusually lucky for her, she thought, although it was balanced out by her thoughts being filled with yummy gummy love.

"Hey mum, I'm home." No answer. Must still be out.

"♫~Yummy gummy I love you, yummy gummy yes it's true~♫"

Damn it, now she was humming it. Hummy yummy gummy get out of my head already. Groaning in exasperation, Briar headed to her room to find something, anything to drown out the sugary sweet sound of gummy bear love. Slumping down onto her bed, she began flicking through her phone looking for something to listen to when she noticed a new email notification flash up. Without anything better to do, she quickly had a peak at it.

""Evil is afoot... Rival armies... You've been chosen... Bountiful amounts of cleavage awaits, my lord..." No idea how this got through the spam filter..." Rolling her eyes, Briar went to delete it... And of course now of all times is when her finger just had to slip.

"Wait no aaargh I didn't want to-"

There was a sudden blinding light, and then...

---

"-do that! ...Huh?"

Well at least it didn't infect her phone with spyware (at least she hoped it didn't). Still, this was... Different, to say the least. She'd been transported into a bright white room, and it looked like she wasn't alone.

Well this is never good.