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@vancexentan Nope, its just a hangout area. Everything will be posted in the threads.

@Demous Oh it just meant the person I played with in a previous RP, nothing more. Anyway, I need to think a bit about your solo weapon proposal, I feel like its a big exception. Could you send me a private message with the idea?
We have a discord now. OOC tomorrow. Seems like we have 10 people outside of me, and I am waiting for someone to join, so possibly 6 pairs.

discord.gg/3zDr4Nb

@vancexentan@Haruharara@GreenGoat@Aviaire@sassy1085@Kautalya@King Cosmos@Karisma@Duoya@Naw
Oh wow, this filled up fast! Well, if there's still room, I'm also very interested! Not sure if I'll make a Meister or Weapon, but I'll probably wait and pick the one that is needed to fill out the others.


Yes, I am surprised, pleasantly so I guess.

Thankfully I think I have plenty of systems in place to ensure everyone has some content to play, I have plenty of ideas for initial missions and plots outside of the bigger picture of the island's mystery.

Anyway, I will set up an apple of discord discord soon, then start making some extra preparations for the thread itself.


!!! This story is set after the end of the manga, the description will contain a few spoilers !!!

A few years have passed since the world changed dramatically and irreversibly. The war between the DWMA and the Witches came to a close. The new peace treaty promised that new Death Scythes were, under no circumstances, to be created and the witches, in turn, promised that they would cooperate with the new Shinigami and make Death City prosper. The old world order was gone, the threat of Azura’s madness, the conspiracies of the Gorgon Sisters, the leadership of Lord Death, these were things of the past.

Of course, things are never so simple. A new era of unbroken peace was just too good to be true. Chaos was inevitable, and some people were more than ready to welcome it with open arms.

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A group of students in DWMA's EAT class received a surprising offer: To spend their summer in a beautiful Mediterranean island, all expenses paid by the academy! An opportunity too good to pass up, especially for young meisters, and all they had to do was to keep the peace in the island. Considering keeping the peace of the world had been an easy job as of late, how bad could that be?

Well, quite bad! Chaos is king in Malum Island.

It is a hideout of witches who live outside of the Witch Order’s rulership, the least dangerous one being those who are doing it for nefarious personal purposes.
The local chapter of the DWMA was overtaken by a radical group who believes the news of the passing of Lord Death and the peace treaty are nothing but deceit and those saying such things must be punished.
Monsters and corrupted souls are commonplace and many unexplained events occur, sometimes as wild as an entire city changing location.

The civilians seem completely unaware, moving onward with their lives as if everything is business as usual. Only a small group of sane individuals remain, unable to escape the island or to communicate with the outside world as the messages are either cut or twisted into some version of “everything is okay, we are fine!”

The arrival of a group of clueless DWMA students is the first time in months they felt anything close to hope. Unaffected by the local madness but stuck in there thanks to the curse, it is up to them to discover what, or who, is behind this widespread insanity.


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Apple of Discord is an RP based on the series Soul Eater. In it you will play a Demon Weapon (humans who can turn into weapons) or a Meister (The warriors who wield said weapons) as your characters find themselves trapped in an island nation filled with chaotic events and dangerous factions.

As a bizarre summer vacation counterpart to the series’ bizzarre school system, characters won’t have to worry about classes, homework or authority figures, instead being free to explore the local area and perhaps even enjoy it, if they can overlook the whole ‘stuck in a dangerous island’ situation.

Their main ally will be the local resistance group, mostly composed of ex-staff of the local DWMA chapter and normal humans who seem to be able to resist the local insanity. Having been there when things started to go wrong, most meisters and weapons of this group have been cursed to some extent, so their support is mostly in the form of housing, supplies, guidance and training.

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Important Concepts

♦ Malum Island



♦ Incidents and Crisis



♦ Secondary Characters and NPCs



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Main Character Sheet

@PaulHaynek

"Wait, Jin..." she wanted to ask a few more things but the communication channel were a mess as chaos became king around the compound. She glared at the scientist, a cold stare showing great annoyance. "Smart..."

She took a moment to ponder over this situation. It irked her in a wrong way. A group was attacking Cura but another seemed keen on escaping with their lives as soon as they could. Why? To regroup? With who? The swarm? Would they be accepted? After all, they presented abnormal behaviour and intelligence, Human intelligence, and if that much changed...

Her heat started to heat up, glowing as she prepared herself. "You have been far more trouble than your abhorrent life is worth, cooperate as much as you can while you still can." she said, her tail penetrating the glass and starting to circle around creating an opening.

"How smart are these things? Can they communicate? How do you neutralize them without killing them?" At least a few could be interesting to save, she thought, or it would be cruel to let such broken being live, time was short and she did not have the time to reason properly. "To where do you think they want to escape to?" she wrapped her tail around the scientist once she had her opening and pulled him out.
Sorry for taking so long to reply, at the moment I am busy with a few hard decisions IRL but I will have my post by the weekend at worst.




The Ballroom

Evening | From the Harbor to the Ballroom


Hatzur did her best to retain her composure event thought she felt a strong mix of frustration and fascination. She had planned to come to Thelan much sooner, however, what she did not expect, was how hard it was to find a ship crew which accepted a witch as a passager even if said witch was willing to pay more than five times the average passage. If people were going to be so unreasonable they could at least accept bribes as well. The only willing crew would only go a week later, ruining her wish to arrive early and get to visit more of Thelan, a land she held so much admiration for.

Of course, once in Thelan itself, she was too busy observing everything, how the docks seemed to have far more cranes and other equipment, how the docks were controlled by many officials and there were things such as paperwork and standardized scales to keep things in check. The merchant ports of Alovia seemed to copycat places such as this but it was clear they lacked much of the practical knowledge.

She was advised by her contractor to hire a carriage to the palace to avoid walking in the streets and that is what she did, thankfully it was easier to get one than a ship. As she moved towards her destiny, she couldn't help but notice the local architecture, making many notes in her mind, being curious about each sight, be it a simple house or one of the manors. Of course, once near the palace, she wouldn't have eyes for anything else.

She was wearing her best, most pristine clothing for the situation, only being a bit reserved when it came to using gemstones, which sometimes were used for spellcasting and would only induce more suspicion of her presence there, so she went with simple silver or steel accessories. For a woman who still longed for the high life she had when she was a child, entering the palace felt like being at home, nevermind the guards taking a long while checking her to see if she had no hidden blade, clearly more than other guests, or the stares.

Once in the ballroom, her eyes quickly darted about, taking the sight and trying to recognize who was there. She knew if the organizers of the expedition were inclined to bring even an Alovian Witch she would see many different sights there, perhaps even another witch, but she doubted as it took Hatzur some effort to get contacted by them, she had to track the people involved, hire many drunkards and other sorts to talk highly of her near them and basically do it for nothing but an IOU, which she hoped would be enough to allow her to buy land in Thelan once the situation was over and the risk of war was no longer an issue.

Her assumptions were quickly proven correct when she noticed the Nantegan procession, but the sight that would be truly surprising to her was not an unusual looking one, on the contrary, it fitted the court perfectly. Niavak of house Wymark. The vision felt like an omen, not because of Niavak himself, but because of the context where the two last met. Before the queen, the last time Hatzur had even done a mission like this was when she was hired to save a noble from bandits, that was where she met Niavak, and that night ended with her being stabbed, carried off by him to be treated by a medic. It was not the type of memory she wanted to remember when going on this mission, even if she no longer was that young witch who made herself so vulnerable by chanting spells in the open. Feeling a bit unwell, she sat on the nearest chair she could find, desiring to take a moment to regain her composure.
@PaulHaynek

Ah I am sorry, somehow I missed that.

@PaulHaynek

Entering the area, Vilkas was fully alert, her 'antenna' up, her tail waving about silently, as if ready to strike at any minute. All that sneakiness would go away once she entered, traded for shock.

The pieces of the situation at hand were concerning when scattered, but as they started to fall together, a sense of fear and revulsion started to take her over. She took a deep breath and would eventually manage to find a living soul into that blood-stained desolate room.

"What have we done? What have we done? What have we done? What have we done? What have we done?" The scientist repeated like a mantra.


She gasped at that, there was no denying the situation any more. "What have you... done?" she said in her typical shy tone, but then her eyes flared and she gritted her teeth. "Bastard." she seized the scientist by the collar of his jacket. "You better start speaking now while you have the chance."

But she would not wait for cooperation, she needed to warn everyone, this was her role as a scout, she was not here to play detective. Her team was isolated and vulnerable, she needed to meet up with them as soon as possible, so she started to leave, making way for the command centre where the ninja robot had went. She tried to reach for communication while moving as quickly as she could with the scientist in hand "Captain Cura? Can you listen? We have a situation! I found holding cells for Swarm aliens, the issue is, they were empty, I fear a breakout is taking place at this very moment. I found one live scientist and I am trying to get more information from him, but the situation in the room... it was..."
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