BrokenPromise

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"I miss my old computer. May we be reunited soon. ;-;”

— Suki Oyama

Regardless of how aggressively they attacked or what strategy they used, Nyxia revealed no clear weakness presented itself. She was just as deadly in melee as she was at range, and she had near omnipotent levels of awareness. Was she invincible? As the other magical girls addressed other issues, the miseria storming the beach swarmed Nyxia.

Roche had little difficulty escaping her miseria prison, thanks to some quick thinking. She immediately set out to launch an offensive against the ship itself and cut its mast off in a single blow. Then, as were the rules of nature, she was required to use the mast against the ship itself.

The captain and Acid Drop exchanged blows on the top deck, but they noticed the mast being swung at them. Hard not to when both fighters were obscured by a giant shadow, not to mention the sound of a five foot mast being snapped in half was sure to be heard over their clash. The captain raised his katana and caught the descending mast before it could strike the ship. If physics applied to miseria, then he might have been punched through the ship before it was split in two. But the mast hit the blade with thunderous force, and shattered into a thousand pieces. The sail was taken up by the wind and sailed through the sky. Before the captain could take on the newly arrived, Acid Drop used the opening to grab the miseria and dive off the side of the ship with them.

”There ain't no hippo crits 'ere. Ya need ta fine some hippos first!”

— The Magnificent Morganite

Shatterscape was on her own. Oros could only assist if she released all the terrified beach goers that she was holding in line. Some of them had fallen unconscious due to the stress, but those that remained awake would have been alkward to drag around. Not only that, but the miseria were ramping up. But maybe it wouldn't matter. Shatterscape seemed confident in her choice to face two light girls head on.

Initially, it looked like Morganite was going to just steamroll right over Shatterscape, to the point that she managed to ram her with her shield. But let it never be said that having massive hands, while cumbersome in 95% of daily activities, were quite useful in combat. She wasn't quite able to dig her nails into Morganite due to her having a second shield on her back, but flinging the pink haired magical girl was something she was able to do with ease. The witch initially flinched, but Morganite swerved out of the way moments before impact. She was sandwiched between her shields, so it was a simple matter to course correct mid flight.

The witch didn't back down though. She fret her brow and kept her hands raised, even as Shatterscape closed the distance. Her nail-like fingertips glided towards their target like a salvo of arrows, only for one of Morganite's shields to boomerang around and shove her hand off to the side.

"No mercy for the wicked!”

The witch's spell triggered, launching a wave of white-hot searing light on Shatterscape before the witch hopped backwards. Then, Morganite had circled back at ramming speed. She was riding on top of one of her shields. But as she closed in, she jumped off her shield and spread her limbs in an attempt to body slam Shatterscape. Her shields were not idle either, with one following after her and the other protecting the witch. Conservation of ninjutsu was very much not in effect here.

”Am liek ah bad penneh, I always turn up!”

But things were about to get a bit more exciting for Nixia and Earthshaker.

The captain was barely hanging on after Acid Drop's last attack, but while she was out, he was not. While laying on his back, he raised his katana and pointed at Nyxia. The ship's bow pointed straight at the strangely colored magical girl. The Stern blew off, revealing no less than ten afterburners, which heated up instantly. Additional masts shot out of the sides of the ship, making it look more like a plane. The bow even split apart and spun like a propeller, threatening to chop up anything that got in front of the ship.

There was a second or two where the ship remained perfectly still.

Then the afterburners fired.

Symphony on High

"What a strong harem Finn has…"

— Mika Fang

@Ponn@Majoraa

Mika continued to eye Ashley after she spoke. The vehicle remained stopped, with the rumbling engine drowned out by the rainfall. With a groan, the vehicle rolled forward again. "Affirmative."

It didn’t take long for the other espers to come into view. With Ashley’s new promotion came reason to request more assistance, and Fritzi pushed her case with the higher ups as hard as she could. Raven, codenamed Paradise, stood in a dark garage that had the door left open. Her black clothes would have blended in with the darkness were it not for the striking cyan accents on her outfit. Flanking her on either side were two miko-looking espers, which must have been Cereza and Cerise.

The twins had been a part of GEMINI for much longer. Longer than even she has. While they usually were found managing the PR department, they were also local legends for their shared healing powers, that which can heal a mundane human back to prime condition as if they were an esper themselves. Maybe that was why Dr. Moller had reached out to them, considering the undermanned squad's condition. The two were nearly identical at first glance, save for the ways their vibrant red hair was styled; Cereza's hair was wilder than Cerise's straighter locks. And they were armed with an elegant looking bow and shield respectively.

The side door on the van slid open, and the three espers piled into the back with the “obedient little killer.” There was plenty of room for everyone, but there was a bit of a scramble as everyone understood time was of the essence.

"Hello again." Raven called to Ashley before taking a seat.

"Hello!"

"Excuse us!"

The twins quickly said their hellos before taking their seats next to Finn, who lazily waved back.

"Welcome to hell."

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@Vertigo@The World@Nakushita

Between Sovereign and Trixy’s gabbing, there wasn’t much room for anyone else to speak.

”But he’s already working with us, why do you need him to offer to work with you specifically?” Trixy chuckled. ”’But I have a feeling that, whenol’ Crazy does show up, we’ll know what we’re looking at.”

Trixy was about to comment on Boteg’s ability to “sniff out” their mark, when he did so himself. ”’This scent intake o mine is not so strong to pick up much. Me has a most splendid time identifying currents of changing fizzle fazzle! ”

The Maverick esper blinked her eyes a few times before looking to Ciri. Can you translate that? I think he said he can detect things without scent, but I’m not sure.”

While it hard to make out much in the rain, Billy’s white skin stood out against the dark streets. He reached a hand into the air and pumped his fist, and the bikers behind him all honked their horns. Maverick was going to put whatever they could into this operation, but they couldn’t all fit on Boteg. They began to lag behind as the golden dragon picked up speed, jetting off into the distance.

”’Close… ”

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@TaintedMushroom@Kero

Lenore’s grin only widened as Asher continued to talk. ”We’re feisty, eh? I think we can take that as a complement. I’m sure Bobo would love to play with you later. But let’s focus on getting paid first, eh?” Bobo did not respond, verbally. She kept her eyes glued to Dead Head and her brow crossed.

Raphael nodded. ”I suppose it is inevitable that freelancers may end up being pitched against previous acquaintances, or work with former rivals. It makes sense that you would need to learn to overcome such differences quickly.’”

Lexi reached an arm around Noah’s shoulder and turned to point at her group, not caring about their closeness or her apparent state of undress. Perhaps part of her enjoyed Noah’s discomfort. ”The nun with an eyepatch is our leader. That’s Lenore. The rest of us work with her. Bobo is the bunny nun and Nova is the smoker.” She kneeled so that they were looking eye to eye. ”I thought you were one of Raphael’s girls for a moment”

”And I thought she was one of yours.’” Rahael crossed his arms.

”Oh, she couldn’t be one of ours! We’re all very experienced but, don’t take this the wrong way, but you seem a little…Green? To me?” She pointed to Lenore with her thumb. ”Lenore use to teach espers how to fight. We were-”

”I think that’s enough picking on the new nun.” Lenore looked to the priest. ”Like Dead Head here said, what’s the game plan?”

Of course Raphael had already gone over the plan with those who arrived on time, so the late arrivals were going to get a quick refresher.”Black Sabbath is going to split up and join with the Bates, who have also split up. Regina will be leading the team against Crazy Train while Elroy will attempt to save Holy Roller.” He pointed ahead. ”We know where the behemoths should be meeting up, and so the two of you will come with me to clear out the area so that we can act as reinforcements once they cross. We should start moving soon, but we do have time for a few questions.”

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"I have a type, maybe.”

— Suki Oyama

Nyxia’s unrelenting firepower had little difficulty slicing up the miseria that were attacking her. Some puffed into dust, others collapsed and dispersed before hitting the ground. Whatever managed to slip by was intercepted by the defense drones, and even the damage to her baby from earlier seemed to have been healed away by her powers.

But with more magical girls leaving the beach or intercepting the light girls, more miseria were starting to focus on Nyxia. Clearly they would need to do more than just shoot her a few times to take her down. Their strategy changed in an instant.

Now the flying miseria were brandishing cutlass as well as powder guns. A point defense drone fired at one of them, and it used its sword to direct the beam into the sand. More of the sword wielding miseria came flying out of the dutchman and landed around Nyxia, sword raised to defend from a sudden shot from her mega obliterator. The unarmed masses surged forward, if only to give Nicxia something to shoot at.

But the miseria didn’t stop there. Near Nyxia’s feet, the little bastards were starting to claw their way out of the sand. The sand was not that difficult for them to dig, which became evident when they lept out of the ground at her.

Meanwhile, Roche fell to the ocean. From a distance, she looked like a mass of falling miseria. They were so dense that some miseria were holding onto other miseria, making a black droplet. But they fell swiftly towards the ocean. The dutchman might have been a hundred or so feet in the air now, but that was still a distance a human could fall in a second or two, and when Roche landed, she instantly dispersed the energy her shield had generated before it could even be stored.

Many of the miseria were instantly vaporized. Others were far enough away to get thrown into the air, arms flailing before they landed in the ocean. Even the ocean itself seemed to part momentarily before slamming together on either side of the girl who successfully parried the ocean. Even under the waves, some of the miseria had been scattered. But it only took them a moment to regain their vigor and swim back towards roche. More miseria were pouring in overhead, but Roche had managed to escape their initial trap.

After such a graceful entrance Shatterscape wasn’t about to let a mob of unusually tactical miseria cramp her style. Through careful movements, she was able to continue her dance of carnage without being further impeded. Of course she was plainly used to plowing through them in droves, and the irritation showed on her face. If only slightly.

But her allies needed her, and Shatterscape continued her dance. She spun and sliced her way through the hoards before she was positioned between the two magical girl factions. Oros at her back with all the civilians in tow, and the two newly arrived light girls.

”There isn’t anyone else here, so ya mus be talkin’ ta me!”

— The Magnificent Morganite

After Shatterscape gave her one liner, Morganite rolled her shoulders back and cracked her neck. ”Ya friend iz gunna be safe if dey let go of the hostages.” She scowled. ”And cut it out wit da bedroom eyes.”

"Hey handy!” Oros waved. She was filled with a surprising amount of vigor for someone with so many wounds, but this likely wouldn’t surprise anyone from the detention club. Tenacity was her middle name, and if it wasn’t, it should be. "Or did I used to call you Multi-face? I think Handy is cuter!” She pointed at Morganite. "Shieldy’s pretty strong. Don’t know anything about the super cutie yet.”

The witch tipped her head. "Super, cutie?”

"That’s you!” Oros pointed at the witch with an open mouth smile.

"Oh my...” She blushed and adjusted her hat. "If you let the hostages go, maybe we can have some ice cream together?”

"Uh…”

”Wut da hell?” Morganite swatted the witch’s hat, causing it to spin on her head. ”We dozen’t negotiate wit da terrorists! ‘Specially these degenerates!”

Negotiations were over. Morganite’s twin shields swirled around her as she dove for Shatterscape. Meanwhile, the witch seemed to be charging up a spell. The end of her wand glowed a radiant white, but it wasn’t clear who her target was going to be yet.

Aboard the dutchman, Acid Drop and the captain continued to fight. The ship itself was not remaining idle, and had pointed itself straight at the beach. It moved forward, miseria still spilling out of the bottom of it. Its destination or purpose wasn’t yet clear, but it seemed like it was taking the fight to the beach.

Ecchi Harem RP

@Lunamaria Hawke

Are you going to finish the character sheet for that evil homosexual nation that forces other nations to be homosexual via gene sequence machines??

Battle Toyale — Christmas Rumble!

@Shinny I started picking out materials for my toy and I do have more questions.

It's hard to deny the durability of a vintage cast-iron toy. If a stuffed animal or a plastic toy were to come up against something so durable, would they have any hope of damaging it? You mentioned that "The make of a toy can influence its stats in subtle ways", which almost suggests that whatever the toys are made of, their materials influence things like durability and flexibility but aren't necessarily equal to their IRL counterparts. Is that correct? Are more rigid toys able to move the way a toy with joints or softer materials would?

Battle Toyale — Christmas Rumble!

@Shinny Boy, it's been a long time since I watched small soldiers.I may have to watch that again at some point. I recall it being a good B-movie.

I find the somewhat nebulous state of this "animated essence" a little concerning, but since this is going to be my first arena RP and it doesn't seem like we're meant to take much of anything too seriously, I'll just assume you know what you're doing and will make fair judgements regarding wounds. Otherwise that did answer my questions pretty completely. Thank you.

It may be a bit before I get a character sheet up, but it should be before the deadline.

Battle Toyale — Christmas Rumble!

@Shinny



Our characters were turned into toys and put inside some weird death game in a toy store. But what sort of combat are we looking for here? Are we going to "play it straight" where everyone is more or less "human powered" relative to their size or are we going for lightly powered, heavily powered, or anime powered? There's a lot of wiggle room between "Don't blow up the store" and "be a dangerous toy."

Since our characters are toys, do they have human vitals? Will a gut wound cripple someone? Does a toy have to be totally destroyed or do they have a sort of heart/brain that needs to be destroyed to end the toy's life? Do they need to breathe and can they get tired?

Do you care where the characters in question come from? Is the toymaster just pulling these people out of a sort of multiverse and turning them into toys? Related to this, can toys have abilities/powers/magic that are similar to how they were before being a toy or would everything have to conform strictly to how they would function as a toy?

Is there going to be a character sheet?

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"Oh dear….”

— Suki Oyama

A cutlass? No, that was not correct. The sword that the Miseria captain held was unquestionably a katana. A japanese native would identify it as no other weapon. This might have seemed like a strange thing for a pirates hold, however, it may have been a reference to William Adams. The GM is really enjoying Shogun by James Clavell if it wasn’t obvious.

The Captain kept his eyes on Nyxiaa as she launched her salvo of death beams. He sheathed his katana and hovered his hand over the hilt, much like ronin tended to do in movies before a speed draw. The initial beams hit their mark with ease, and as time passed, they would eat deeper and deeper into the bone dutchman’s hull. The eye beans closed in on the captain, he drew his blade…

…And used its edge like a mirror.

While it took the captain effort to reflect the full brunt of Nyxia’s power, the weaker beams were far easier for him to intercept. They were deftly reflected right back at Nyxia, striking not her, but her precious baby. This was all the dutchman needed to escape the incoming lasers, which had only done superficial damage to her hull. Before Nyxia could resume her attack, five flying gunmen over her head had started firing on her position. Each shot of their gun fired a cluster of metal pellets, not unlike a blunderbuss or grape shot.

After giving one of the fliers a taste of their own medicine, Acid Drop decided to take the fight to the captain. It wasn’t hard given her speed, but she could feel herself slowing down. Acid drop had peaked and her speed was going to gradually decline until her power was all spent up. Until then, steel met steel, and the hyperspeed combatants fought above the ocean. Maybe she could keep the captain busy until the ship could be destroyed, but maybe not.

It started to look like Oros was going to get overwhelmed. While the normal miseria were easy enough to dispatch, these pirates were not the kissing kind. They struggled far too much, and they actually fought back. "Uh, guys? A little um, help?” She bit her lip as a few pirates drew closer, and prepared for the worst.

Then an unexpected friend showed up.

Shatterscape took to the beach swinging. Those without weapons were quickly turned into a fine black mist, but those armed with swords were able to deflect her blows as she rampaged past them. These were not ordinary miseria. In fact, one would be forgiven for not thinking they were anything like the shapeless, dumb, cowardly, weak creatures that dark magical girls only hunted for power. The pirates had an ounce of self preservation and understood pack tactics. Moreover, they had proven that they could change and adapt their strategies to deal with new threats. When it became clear that Shatterscape couldn’t instantly kill the sword pirates, the unarmed ones started to wait behind them. Then, when she was in mid swing, they would envelope her.

But such tactics did not allow them to impede Earthshaker, who was able to jump at the rising ship and deliver her stored up energy into a single, precise, penetrating blow. And sure enough, the blast was enough to punch a hole through the hull and even a few floors inside the ship. Some pirates looked outside of the newly made hole and descended on top of Roche. They didn’t attack so much as they climbed around her shield and arms. They attempted to lock her limbs in place while another one scaled her back and attempted to choke her out.

But at least it seemed like the tide was shifting…

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”Iz Morganite Monday, biznatch!”

— The Magnificent Morganite

Morganite never retreated, she only advanced in different directions.

A 1v4 wan’t impossible odds for Morganite, but if you’re going to tank that much firepower, might as well just make it a 2v4 so that you can achieve victory against such scrubs. And so, Morganite brought a charming little white witch back to the beach so that she could launch her counter attack. She could already see the detention club’s defeat playing out in her mind as she said something snide to each and every one of them before knocking them out and scribbling all over their faces.

But it didn’t involve a fifth member showing up, or pirate miseria, or a ship of bone. Hell, the hostage situation was something she felt was a little below them. Figures they’d try to force the entire beach into being their harem. Looked like one of them had tentacles of blood wrapped around them, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out where things were going next.

”Eh…” She shrugged her shoulders, totally nonplussed by the chaos. ”Lez free da harem from these weirdos!”

The witch nodded, winked, made a peace sign with one hand, and used her other to fire a lance of light down the beach. Oros was able to avoid it by tipping her head, but it harpooned ten pirates before vanishing into the sea. Then the duo ran down the beach towards Oros’s position.

"...Guys?”

Symphony on High

"Do I have to turn this van around?"

— Mika Fang

@Ponn@Majoraa

Mika’s grip on the steering wheel got tighter as Ashley and Finn continued to spar words with one another. Mika wasn’t rooting for one or the other, only that they could decide on a course of action. But it was clear this was not something that was going to get settled right now, as both Ashley and Finn were more interested in their current social dynamic. Mika considered this far less important that discovering who the mole was before they sabotaged a second time. They got Angelie killed, and while Finn kind of did in Dante, things were only hard because someone sent him everything they could on Timekeeper. Someone else was going to die if they didn’t stop them. Well, die sooner, at least. Mika wasn’t so stupid as to think any of them were going to get out of this alive. What was being an esper but rolling the dice and hope you get a high roll?

But if they couldn’t cooperate in a low-stress environment like Su’s van, then maybe this had to be dealt with first.

The rear view mirror let mika look directly into Finn’s eyes. She could look at Ashley easily enough just by glancing into the passenger seat. She knew she wasn’t a smart girl, but she knew what the doctor would want her to do in this situation.

The road was empty. Anyone with a car was out of Pax Septimus or hunkering down in a garage somewhere. Only an esper or a deranged storm chaser would be on the road right now. As tense as the air was, Mika resisted the urge to slam on the breaks and instead slowly brought the van to a stop. Then she turned to ashley and rested her elbow on the steering wheel like a trucker might.

"Pair-a-dice is waiting for us a few blocks away. Fritzi also said Cereza and Cerise are good healers and will be joining us as well." She moved her finger between herself and Ashley. "Then there’s you and me. A full squad is just five espers, right?"

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@Vertigo@The World@Nakushita

Trixy laughed, then snorted like a pig. ”’We’re all about having fun here, Sovereign! I’m looking forward to having fun with you too!”

”’...Mario?” Trixy raised an eyebrow, but decided to answer marrie’s questions instead of make sense of her wordplay. ”’Those names are just what GEMINI calls them, which happens to be what the rest of the esper folks have taken to calling them. We don’t know their exact shape, but if it’s anything like ‘highway to hell’ we can probably expect it to be something like a train. So probably a giant snake, an eel, or maybe even a pair of drakes!” She chuckled when Marrie mentioned how things tend to get convoluted. ”’Oh they absolutely do! But I wouldn’t worry my pretty little head off about if or when we meet the other ‘train’. How we react to it is going to depend on how we fair with Crazy Train. If we get control of them, or uh, they die before Peace train shows up, then of course we’re going to help them! But if we have our hands full and the church is holding their own, well, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, right?” She rubbed her chin. ”’As for anything else… Crazy train seems to be greatly wounded, maybe? It seems to be leaking some black fluid. Could be blood, or maybe oil or diesel. But those were some very good questions! I bet as soon as we get over there, you’ll figure something out right away.” She waved her hand. ”’Let’s get aboard Boteg!”

With a leap, Trixy fell in place right behind Himiko, who hadn’t stopped tormenting Boteg with her unusual questions. ”’Boteg is just a little shy. But he’s going to work with you and everyone else so long as you’re with us on this operation! He’s a Maverick now, after all.” She placed her hands on himiko’s ribs, to better center herself during the flight, of course. ”’Yes, that’s a great observation! I think as soon as we arrive, we’re going to have a better idea of what has to be done!”

Once everyone was loaded up, Boteg pushed off the ground. All espers aboard could feel the downforce from the dragon’s mighty jump. Then Boteg spread his wings and began to coast forwards. One might have been expected to get pelted by rain as they flew, but it seemed as though boteg was inside some rain and wind resistant barrier. The dragon remained dry in flight, and the espers could only feel a gentle breeze as it flew through the air.

Below them was Pax Septimus, Black tar roads and grey concrete buildings. The rainfall only washed out the colors more. For those who witnessed the diver’s arrival, they might have compared this day to that one. Hopefully things will end better this time.

Boteg peaked over his shoulder to look at his passengers before returning his gaze forward.

Kurai Majokko: Tsundere Gekido

"Is this going to be like the magical girl version of 300?”

— Suki Oyama

Oros the Joyful was starting to live up to her namesake. With every new victim for her harem she found, she recovered some of her strength. But before long, there were no more targets that she could reach. Her tentacles had her bound to the other beach goers, and Acid Drop was making sure nobody got close to them. At least Oros thought it was Acid Drop. Between the sand and the people behind her freaking out, she might have just been imagining Acid Drop when she looked into the exploding beach. She kept her eyes closed and bright her arm in front of her face.

Roche had an easier time dealing with miseria that were coming for her specifically, especially ones with powerful attacks that she could steal energy from. In no time at all her stores of energy had cranked back up as the intensity of the fighting escalated. Though while she was able to do some impressive things with her powers, these pirate miseria weren’t the frail, stupid creatures that happily waltzed to their death. These ones could take a beating before going down. When Roche took on the cannonballs head on, sometimes a sword miseria would use its sword to partially absorb the attack. And after they fell into the water around Roche, they rallied and distracted her from all sides so others could make it onto the beach. Oros and Acid Drop would have no shortage of pests to deal with, despite Roche’s efforts.

Perhaps the fighting would come to its end when Nyxia’s beam of death struck the dutchman. The miseria certainly seemed intimidated by it. A few of those still on board went wide eyed as the beam closed in on the ship..The captain, however, stared the beam down with his unblinking gaze. He placed one foot up on the railing and had a hand on his sheathed katana. Then, when the time was that, he raced down the side of the ship without a care for the laws of gravity. He placed himself between the ship and the death beam and drew his sword at the last possible moment. Nyxia’s beam of destruction collided with the sword, but could press no further. The captain’s sword arm quivered, Nyxia pumped more energy into her attack, but this stalemate didn’t seem to change. Then with a swing of his blade, the lazer was sent reeling and squiggling through the sky back towards the beach, like a rope cast off before a voyage. The captain kept an eye on Nyxia as the ship started to move, but they remained firmly planted on the side of the ship.

But for those that weren’t presently in Acid Drop’s sand cloud, they could make out silhouettes in the sky. It seemed like the dutchman had released a few extra miseria while everyone was momentarily blinded. But this was an unusual fourth type of pirate miseria. Ones with guns… And propeller backpacks! They fired down on the dark magical girls from above as their companions on the ground pushed further up the beach. Just how many more surprises did these pirates have?