Achronum

Talrae (SAO Inspired RP)

Still looking for players and a Co-GM!

Devilish Determination (A Highschool DxD RP)

"Any of you wanna wipe his ass too? Jeez, let the man think for five seconds before y’all throw yourselves at him.” Alisaie said irritably as she finished her food. She tossed the container in the trash a few feet away, grimacing when it bounced off the edge but rolling to her feet and enthusiastically dunking it instead. She perked up at the phrase “Mock Battles.”

“Yes, finally someone that isn't my familiar! You might be a devil Raith but I’ve been doing this for most of my life.” She said cheekily, a confident grin on her face. “If you think you’re gonna take me down easy devil boy, you got another thing coming. Let's get this show on the road people!” She dashed out the door to the forest, adrenaline already pumping. Having someone other than Anaja, though a fantastic sparring partner, would help immensely. She was afraid her skills had been stagnating in the repetition that is fighting the same person repeatedly.

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Xenos

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Xenos nodded in approval as Reylan voiced his dissent. Now that's he confirmed the leader of the guild he joined wouldn't be bowled over by popular opinion, he decided it was best to skip the rest of the meeting. Finishing his project would hopefully put him in better spirits for the festival. Though still no alcohol tonight. If things went the way he wanted, he’d have plenty of work to do tomorrow. He pulled up his messages, quickly sent short PMs to Reylan and Alisea, and left the square whistling, not quite out of his funk but definitely on the up and up.

PMs to Reylan and Alisea

Since neither of you particularly indulge in alcohol and I’ve decided to somewhat behave today, let's meet up after the festival to talk about prepping for the dungeon. I have some ideas and would like an early start tomorrow.

Burning time before the festival

Xenos made his way through the market area, hands in his pocket and whistling to himself. He made his way back to Sebastian’s stall and laughed as he endured Marie’s angry questions, wanting to know where he’s been and why he hasn’t visited her. Xenos told her about running into a guild, going on a quest through the sewers and finding a lonely girl they brought back into to the guild, about scouting a dungeon full of goblins, about losing a drinking game- “It was completely intentional!”- with a red haired woman, about the dungeon they’d planned on taking down next, and about the project he was struggling with.

“I wanna see the project!” Marie said, hands clapping excitedly and bouncing in the crate she used as a seat. He laughed, the last of his foul mood drifting away with the sound.

“Only if you promise to show me your paintings too.” Xenos replied as he pulled out his book and flipped it open. Marie studied the pictures intently for a while, staying silent long enough that Xenos took notice. She frowned as she traced the lines with her finger, tapping here and there, and she looked up with a sort of fierce determination and pursed her lips.

“This just looks like scribbles.” Marie said in a matter of fact tone. Xenos blinked for a second. He’d been sure she was going to impart some sort of system information about the repeated failures of his invention but no. She just didn’t understand them. “What does any of this mean?” Xenos leaned over.

“Okay so, this part is where you load the grenade into, this is where it exits, this is where you put the…” Xenos trailed off as he looked intently where his finger hovered. There was no way to load the powder into the chamber. Xenos blinked. Blinked again. Blinked once more. And laughed as he adjusted his idea. He checked it once more. It should work perfectly this time.

“Alrighty! Lets see how this works.” Xenos said, tapping the paper. “Action: Invent!” The schematics glowed blue faintly and then returned to normal. “Well that's new.” Xenos muttered as he looked at the papers. Nothing seemed different. A notification popped across his field of view.

Grenade Launcher: 2 Iron, 1 Wood. Consumes 1 grenade, 1 gunpowder. Small increase to grenade damage.

Crafting schematic added. View your class inventions under Actions: Invention: Schematics

“And looks like I can try and make it now!” Xenos told Marie excitedly. “Now show me your paintings like you promised before I head to the festival."

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@ConscriptsTinker Buddies!

Actually, we should get together at some point and discuss what direction to take the class so we can diversify our toolkits!

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

@Conscripts Welcome! I saw you on my interest check and we are excited to have you join! Do you have an idea for character creation? We do need some Frontline strength so a maurader or a lancer would be really helpful but don't feel like you have to be those!!!!!

Talrae (SAO Inspired RP)

Hey, still looking for a few more player (we like tanks and healers!) And a co-GM!!!

Double Duty (A Highschool DxD RP)

Alfonse

“Certainly, Mr. Dublois. Give me a moment to tidy up.” Alfonse responded as he carefully replaced the paperwork in the appropriate folders. He stored the newspapers the pair brought him away with the others he picked up that morning and, with a second glance over, he nodded in satisfaction.

“Very well my liege and gentlemen, I believe it is time we meet our unwitting prey.” Alfonse headed to the door before he turned around. “And please remember, our target is the stray and not the surrounding area.” He sent a long, levelled look at everyone but stayed on Alice for a moment longer than the rest. “We do not need more attention than the Beast has brought us for the time being. With that in mind, let us depart.” He stepped out, expecting the others to follow quickly.

The Promise of Adventure & Family --- [CLOSED]

Renji Altha

Renji panted as they called it a day and did his victory dance excitedly. "We crushed this floor!" He shouted, jumping up and down excitedly. He nudged Mare with his shoulder and beamed at the pair he had been coupled with. "Pretty sure I killed more than you though, slacker!" He teased. His first day in the dungeon had been as exciting as he imagined for all those years and now that he had made it through, he was filled with the determination to go even further. And he'd made some friends on the way! Maybe they'd be willing to go into the dungeon together again tomorrow. He was just about to ask when he heard a thud and a clatter. Confused, he looked around and paled at the sight of Misha sprawled out on the ground. He flew to her side immediately. "Shit, Mare what family are you again?" He asked, already picking the unconscious girl up.

"Poseidon. We aren't to far from my household. Let's get moving quick." worry was plastered all over Magis face as he hurried towards his family's house. "By the way Renji, you may of beaten more monsters but that's only because I took on the big ones for you." Magi turned his face to look at Renji, sticking out his tongue

"Transcend mine mortal limitations and cast me hurtling forward, O Turbulent Wind!" Renji felt the familiar flood of magic wrap around him and he step lightened. He adjusted his grip on Misha. "Whatever helps you sleep at night I guess. Now grab her weapon and lets get moving." He bolted off towards the Poseidon family house.

The group arrived at a large marble mansion with ornate wooden doors. The handles were made of gold leafed metals in the shape of trident's. Columns surrounded the building in a magnificent display. Upon opening the door they are met with a vast open room, large marble hippocampus statues stood on either side of the set of stairs that led up to higher floors. These statues spewed water from their mouths, filling large baths pooled at the ends. Down the center of the stairs was a large blue fabric draped all the way down and held in place by several golden bars. The trim on the tops of the mansion had carvings of Poseidon and his many deeds done as a god, telling his story.

Renji stumbled through the ornate doors with little attention to its details. He panted, out of breath after darting through the crowds and around stalls. If he pushed a few people along the way, he wasn't going to say anything. He was carrying an unconscious girl after all. "Hello? I need help, please!" He yelled as he slid to a halt. He was freaking out. He was worried beyond belief. Was there something in the dungeon they hadn't noticed? Poison, a trap? Shit, was this his fault for not paying attention?

An elven woman appeared with hair kissed by the sun. She wore a blue dress that draped on her much like a toga would, began held together by a gold emblem with a trident on it. "Hey Calaise, Misha needs to be healed up. She may have over did it this time..." regret washed over Magi as he watched Calaise take Misha away from them to a pool in which they tended to heal. He began to blame himself for not watching her as closely as he should've been. " Don't worry shes in good hands now. The waters here have a bit of a healing property much like how spas are known to contain healing properties. Calaise is a regular healer here in Poseidons temple and if shes working on Misha it shouldnt be too long before she wakes. I promised her some potatoe snacks when we left the dungeon, hows about we pick them up for her so that she can wake up to a warm snack?"

Renji nodded. "We should probably wait for her to wake up before we go get our Valis huh? How long does this take usually?" Renji shot Misha a worried look before heading out, deciding to put it out of his mind for now. "Also, let's wait til she wakes up for the snacks. She'd probably like them fresh after you know, nearly dying and all that." He paused and blanched. "I should probably check in with my Goddess actually. She was real fussy before I left so I'mma hop on over. I can meet you at the tilted irc in a bit for dinner though. Bring Misha if she's up so we can get our Valis!" He waved goodbye and bolted to his family's house.

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Xenos

Earlier that morning

Xenos woke up that morning shaking. It wasn't immediately noticeable, just a faint tremor in his hands mostly. Images of gnashing teeth and bloody wounds, himself just before he died, words dying in the woods, sobbing in the dark. Nightmares. He slid out of bed and stood on shaky feet.He brushed away the wet staining his cheeks and a sob almost escaped but he stepped down on that. Hard. Apparently the situation affected him more than he thought. A dry chuckle escaped him as he equipped his gear and slipped into the baths in the early morning, nodding to the few others that were also early risers as he scrubbed away the tears.

He wandered into the dining room but quickly decided he wasn’t hungry. He walked out into the early morning, just past six according to the dashboard, and watched as people started their days. Normally he’d interact but today he stayed quiet. It was only a nightmare but still...it felt so real. He took a breath and forced his hands to stop trembling. Shaking his head, he continued on towards the central square. For now, he’d focus on the new item. Drowning his issues in work should help.

He found an out of the way spot in the central square and pulled out his materials, running through the process of creating the grenade launcher again.

When the crowd thickened past a comfortable point, Xenos stashed away his work and he stood to watch the meeting with interest. He passingly noticed Reylan and Alisae take their places at a table and then turned his attention to the rest. The tables filled quickly. There were definitely more guilds than he originally expected. A ton must have formed after Data’s newsletter a few days prior. He crossed his arms and leaned against one of the pillars circling the square. Xenos scoffed at the players breaking out food and drink. You’d think this was a talent show, not a discussion that could impact the rest of their lives.

‘I really am in a shitty mood today aren’t I.’ He thought to himself ruefully. ‘Maybe I should take it easy on the drinking tonight. Find something else to occupy my time.' He turned his attention back to the set up as the leader of the Astral Blade spoke. And he found he didn’t particularly care for what the man was saying.

It had been ten days. Ten days in a prison that they could barely tell was one. But nevertheless, it was still only ten days. Coming together to work past a dungeon and help those struggling made sense, arguably even the very basic responsibility of them as comrades. But a full government? Law and order, all based on the minority vote. The vast minority. And every player in the game would agree to whatever they decided. Did no one else see the absolute insanity in that idea? He watched with dismay as Armano’s proposal went practically uncontested.

Maybe his opinion was skewed because of what he knew but from where he was standing, it sounded much more like a power play by the Astral Blades. Securing a massive income source, securing a top seat in a new government of confused and disoriented players- it seemed they were pushing everything incredibly quickly and mainly to their benefit. Xenos, never able to keep his emotions off his face, scowled as he watched.

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Shiba's activity, autopilot

Shiba woke at his usual time, hopping out of bed with a bounce in his step. He pulled up the dashboard to confirm and yep, three hours he can work in his shop without distractions. Reylan and Alisae were the only two allowed to actively participate so why not make the most of that time. You didn't get better by standing around after all. He stepped out of the room and out into the morning air, pausing to snag a quick bite. After a deep breath, Shiba smiled as he headed for his shop.

Double Duty (A Highschool DxD RP)

“Good morning, my liege.” Alfonse greeted Alice as she emerged from the room. “Did you sleep well? I had considered waking you earlier but I decided the rest would do you good.” Alfonse set down the student council records he was working through down and poured alice a cup of tea, leaving cream and sugar on the side. He bowed and returned to his seat, picking up the papers to continue preparing for the audits coming up. He needed the head start since there was a stray to deal with tonight.

The thought made him hum, pleased with himself. Running into the boy tonight should be next to guaranteed. His alcoholic father broke easily after a few polite demands and the boy should be homeless within the hour, leaving him emotional and vulnerable. All in preparation for Alice to secure his sacred gear into her household. He looked back up at Alice.

“Ah forgive me, there are a few matters I should brief you on. Narti successfully located the stray earlier this afternoon. Once you are prepared, I will transfer us there immediately. In mortal affairs, rumors that several clubs on campus have broken multiple policies are growing. In an effort to reduce the chance of the school board directly interjecting in our affairs, I established a monthly audit of the clubs and their activities and spending habits so I can control the flow of information that makes it to the school board.”