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In ~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard ~ → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

@SMS
The creaking of the duckboards were brought to his attention just before a soft pressure was felt on his right shoulder. He only turned his head slightly in response, his body remaining in the same position with his left hand on the underside of his rifle's barrel ready to surge over the top like a force of nature. He gave a single, firm nod to the girl ignoring the what could be read as a offense. Instead he looked at her from her head to her feet back to her face, his face unchanging like a mask, as if looking for a weakness. Daniel hoped that she would not slow him down "Daniel." He simply stated, extending his rough hand to shake hers in an almost crushing grip. Kalisa being a Darscen meant nothing to him, as there were more than a couple in his old gang. There would be little point giving out his first name if she bit the dust in a few minutes. Afterwards, he returned to looking at the top edge of the trench "We must do anything to complete our objective and survive. The enemy will do anything to stop us. I am preparing to do whatever it takes, and so should you." The way he said this came off harsher than intended. Daniel knew what kind of brutal acts of violence humans could to each other, so why would war be any different?

The look on some of the soldiers who looked to be here more than a day...was what had him on edge most of all. Daniel could feel it in his gut that something awful was going to happen when they went over this trench, though he couldn't possible imagine the reality he would soon face.

Once the sarge came down the trenches telling each soldier to shut it, he knew that it had begun. The words of the LT that followed did nothing to sway Daniel's morale, not entirely convinced about duty to the Federation and Humanity. However, he could agree on one part of what he said: The Imperials would be destroyed by Daniel's hand. Just like a game of King of the Hill, Daniel would be the one standing at the top victorious. He watched completely unmoved as Middleton forced his ridiculous orders on some girl who could barely hold herself together. It was as he thought, however. Each and every one of them were simply pawns in a larger game and fully expendable. If that was the conditions for this game, so be it.

As Daniel affixed the bayonet to his rifle, he could feel his heart beating faster in his chest. A tool that made his rifle deadlier in close quarters, and one he would be sure to make full use of. For the first time since entering the military, Daniel reflected on the moments in his past that brought him here. A broken home where he wasn't wanted, an early life of crime on the streets, and lastly the loss of the only person that showed him unconditional love. How many people would have taken their life by now? Would he have been justified in doing so he wondered. That was not who he was. If he let every tragedy bring him closer to the edge, he would have fallen off years ago. No matter how broken he became, it was his ultimate defiance to life and the universe at whole to continue living at any cost.

The sharp whistle and loud yelling of the Lieutenant broke him from his rare self-reflection. He turned towards Kalisa, the shock-trooper who tried to calm his nerves even if she had been mistaken "I'll keep us alive, just don't get in my way." He stated bluntly as he got in line to climb ladders that lead over the trench.

Flashes of light and splashes of blood filled his vision as he reached the top, breaking off into a full sprint the moment he was off the ladder. Yelling and screaming filled the dense air, saturated with the smells of the dead and dying. The sweet feeling of adrenaline pumping into his bloodstream allowed him to press forward through the hellish landscape. Nothing he ever saw on the streets of Ancaster compared to the sight of those first minutes of battle and would be burned into his memory until his last breath. He couldn't stop to think about anything else except for the enemy before him and his orders. The only option was to keep moving, since staying still would only get himself killed. More than once he stepped on strange terrain only to find out it was a body of a soldier who tried before them.

Daniel made his way ahead of Jean, his legs more used to running for his life than the write it seemed. It was hard not to notice the fear in the lance-corporal's eyes as he moved past. The last thing he wanted to do was follow in the footsteps of a leader who could not bring himself together. Meanwhile, Daniel would pave the way for his fellow soldiers while Jean got a grip. All he had to do was get in close, and the ones responsible for this massacre would pay.
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Voltaire stood in place as he remarked the all-female party with two different kinds of interest. The first was awe and admiring of a clearly more veteran group of adventurers, their equipment looked so much better and cooler than what he had to work with. The second was purely a response to their looks, especially the human who had his heart running a little faster than it did before. It took him some deal of restraint not to simply gawk like some kind of creep.

The prum made him let out a single, quiet laugh as she called Koph 'cute'. It was not that Voltaire didn't agree but it was amusing to have someone say in such a way. Listening to them, it was clear that they were pretty close....something he wanted to share with Koph one day. Today was a good start to their relationship, he thought, but he hoped they could become best friends. Of course not a word of this would ever be spilled to her directly.

Voltaire did his best to preserve their names in the back of his mind where he wouldn't forget them. However, he honestly didn't ever hear of one of them previously. It was then time for their time to speak in the conversation it seemed. Pride bade him answer before Koph got a chance to, taking a more steady posture as he spoke

"My name is Voltaire and this is Koph." He gestured to her then continued speaking "We are from the Amaterasu Familia." His voice carried with it the energy and pride of a new adventurer. The difference was that his came from years of having nothing while dreaming of this day. Each beat of his heart was faster and faster as the gaze of the women adventurers came down upon him.
In ✧ Adventure Must Continue ✧ → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@FalloutJack@Lugubrious

A empty looked filled the battered and weathered features of Lucius's face, the realization must have hit him of what kind of power he was dealing with. Despite the speed the traveled at, there was not a sound from Lucius. However, once on solid ground once more he collapsed onto the floor. The color of his face went pale not from blood loss, but from the sheer majesty of the cathedral. The speed at which Star descended might have also had minor in that as well. This would not be the only surprise to startle him.

Lucius watched with wide, crimson eyes as Tatter reformed in front of his very eyes. He shook his head, as if he was beginning to doubt his own sight. When tatter asked for his identity, he very weakly spoke "I-I am King Lucius, of the Dre-" Tatter interrupted him with her reaction to his poor state. From there, he looked on in growing annoyance as he was ignored.

@Trainerblue192@FalloutJack

The soldiers and even the captain himself seemed absorbed in your tale of your 'victory'. Each one of the bore a mixed expression of astonishment and humility. What was important was that they seemed to be believing every word you spoke "M-my liege, you truly are the greatest King and warrior to ever rule Dremoria! A true legend! I humbled to be in your presence!" The captain vibrantly praised. With the assistance from the two soldiers, you soon found yourself in front of a massive gate made of a heavy, dark wood reinforced with the same black metal on the now deceased soldiers' armor.

Standing above the gate, were two soldiers patiently awaiting your arrival "Open the gate!" The captain's voice was firm and loud, booming clearly through the air. Both of the soldiers brought their right hand, closed into a fist, to their heart and turned around to face the inside "Open the gate!" They both relayed the order. It took mere moments until the large gate doors began to lurch inward to create a large enough passage for the four. Garlock was hurried inside where he would see a small military camp attached to the gate house. He was brought directly to one of the larger tents, in which there was several cots and medical supplies. A single attendant was checking a table with some medical instruments on it, a noticeable collar was tightened around his neck.

The captain made their presence known "Alskyra, you will drop whatever it is you are doing right now! His majesty needs your immediate attention!" Alskyra nearly jumped out of his skin at the sudden noise, before turning around to see you for himself "O-oh your majesty, I-I didn't know-" A aura of fear loomed of the man, who did not have any features similar to the soldiers around him. He was cut off violently by the captain "Shut it! Just get to work!" He aggressively ordered "A-alright, please p-place his majesty here." Alskyra softly gestured to an clean, empty cot. The two soldiers gently placed you on a cot, then performed the same fist-to-heart salute the guards on the gate did before leaving through the tent's entrance and taking position just outside.

"I apologize your greatness. This slave is the only healer we have available. We will make sure he does not try anything." He showed clear disgust towards Alskyra, before backing off to let the healer get to work. Alskyra walked over, his posture somewhat bent, and began to slowly look over your injuries

@Lugubrious

The woman in white continued on her path towards Helena's direction, not once attempting to check the surroundings around her. Suddenly, she stopped completely. That was when a voice, flowing like water, surrounded Helena coming from every direction "Si ea'i fina?" It inquired, though no one else would be able to hear the words the feminine voice spoke "Pha'ir sia'i vi fina yeaeg?" A second, seemingly different question was asked. The language was nothing known to the Cathedral and every word had an almost tangible power attached to it.

@Achronum

The edges of her lips curved into a slight smile as she gave small nod. When Volaris asked his question, she took a moment to think before speaking "This forest lies on the very edge of Dremorian controlled territory and borders two other kingdoms. Farther North is the kingdom of Armintium. It is the greatest of the human kingdoms and is home to the Order of Paladins. West is the floating isles of Anserith, a kingdom with which Dremoria has been in countless wars with. South lies the Dremorian Empire. If you head out far to the east, you will enter Altamea. I do not know much about them." She seemed a little ashamed by the last part.

Her gaze drifted towards the ground in a sorrowful manner for a long few seconds, before she attempted to hide it behind another weak smile "All this talk of other places...makes me realize I no longer have a home." She shook her head strongly, as if to physically rid herself of the thought "Nevermind that, do you have any other questions?" Her voice softer than it was moments ago.
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In ~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard ~ → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

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You can't break a man who is already broken.

Through every drill that made every muscle in his body ache to the long marches that nearly caused him to collapse in exhaustion, Daniel pushed through it all. He had nothing. That meant nothing was holding him back so he could put every fiber of his being into moving forward. All he could rely on was himself to get the job done. Honor means nothing if you die. That way of thinking did not earn him many friends nor did his unorthodox style of fighting in hand-to-hand combat. It seemed pointless to become friends with a person who very likely might be dead tomorrow. To that end, he only cared about accomplishing his assigned task and staying alive. Anything beyond that was outside of his interest.

Daniel could tell simply from the arrogant way he spoke that the first lieutenant was a noble. That was reason enough for Daniel not to like the guy but truth be told, he liked the fact he got straight to the point. The early wake-up call was rough enough without having to listen to some old man rant prattle on and on. The Atlantic 15th rifles...simply another cog in a greater war machine. He was not here for some made-up concept like glory and would settle for simply surviving day by day. His wary eyes scanned over the other soldiers in formation, noticing that many of them were around his age. A brief flash of curiosity made him wonder what kind of lives they all came from. He quickly stopped his examination of his brothers and sisters-in-arms. In the end, their personal history mattered little.

Despite his childhood being spent mostly in a gang, Daniel had never once directly claimed the life of another human being. He had broken bones, cut open flesh, and even separated a few fingers from their owner. These violent acts gave Daniel the belief that when the time came, he would have no issue pursuing that kind of violence to its ultimate end.

Once the platoon was dismissed, he separated himself from the group rather quickly to examine and double-check his gear. The last thing he would want would be for his rifle to jam in the middle of a fire-fight. As a shock-trooper, Daniel would be straight in the thickest of fighting and had the responsibility of charging enemy lines first. It was a dangerous job but it afforded him more freedom to be as ruthless as the situation allowed.

While cleaning his weapon, he couldn't help but overhear the conversation between the two lance-corporals and a few privates from his platoon. They seemed, at least to him, a easy-going and relatively care-free bunch. It was better than having a few jar-heads and gung-ho morons as squad-mates, at least they would live a little longer. He had no interest in joining the conversation so he just kept to himself. If they survived their first battle, maybe then he would be more open to discussion. No sooner did he finish fully inspecting his weapon than did the first lieutenant return with new orders: to move towards the front line.

He quickly changed his mind about the lieutenant, he was just a pretentious asshole with a greater-than-thou attitude typcial of one in his position. Quietly and quickly, he gather up his gear and joined his assigned group with the same people he had been eavesdropping on.

Daniel had thought that he had suffered the worse smells on the streets of Ancaster but this....this was enough to even make his stomach churn. The entire scene leading up to the front-line trench was depressing to say the least. The flame of hope flickered and wavered in the eyes of soldiers, an early warning sign of what to expect. He simply took up his position, waiting for the signal to be sent towards victory or death.

Any signs of anxiety that made have crossed Daniel were hidden deep under a mask of complete concentration. He appeared almost like a statue, a fierce look locked in on his face. Whatever happened in the next hour, Daniel would make sure he pulled through it all and carried any he could over to the other side. One observation that Daniel made about being in the army was that it was very similar to being in his old gang. There was nobody looking out for you except your fellow soldiers. He didn't need to know them and they didn't need to know him, but he would have their back all the same.
In ~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard ~ → 8 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
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