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Plz don't walk into the light, Artifex. Its too bright, and these other people in the Int Check need your RP. I'm just a ghost here trying to support your cool idea via emotes, albeit without joining because i've shown interest in other places as well and don't wanna potentially overextend myself with RP's. (T__T)
Me joining in the end or not, i do have a suggestion for a class:

Curses

and

Advanced Curses

or for flavor, call them "Cursing" classes so potential comical humor can be set up on Day 1. ;)

also would witches have a swim club/team? considering they float in water according to medieval logic XD

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And heavens, "Foreign Magic" could be a subject, with a general advanced course and potentially a variety of "region specific" sub classes after taking the initial one.

Seidr, for example, is the magic casting of ancient scandinavia i think. Has various aspects such as chanting and such i think, albeit with potential sexual components flung in there. Voodoo could be another thing potentially, or some kind of other folk traditions if they are considered "witchcraft" of some sort. In fact, it could be a way of examining ancient religions via a magical practices tied into them by some means. :O

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And on the note of Alchemy, making homunculi could be an interesting aspect to it as well if we are talking about Western Alchemic practice (Eastern Alchemy could be a class as well for that, even, for students potentially). In fact, if a homunculus could be made someone's familiar that could be a potentially interesting thing as well. More like a "manufactured familiar" in that case, but still! :D

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And don't forget good old Necromancy, raising corpses or talking to spirits, as a thing too, i suppose. :P

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Now to head to bed, after getting back from work and rambling and eating a lot of food at 10pm because didn't eat ok break. (@_@)

@Allycat
Imagine someone having a ghost familiar and its just that old dead relative who nags them. Every. Single. Day.

Or accidentally summoning Cthulhu.

Or having an object familiar of a..."certain nature". It is an 18+ RP, but the potential embarrassment would be a comical moment. XD

A tentative interest here, please pardon the sad attempt at silliness on my part though. ^^;

Hmm...
@Parallel Hearts Well, i suppose i shall go for a different servant then. Luckily i had a backup in storage, at least. XD

(idk what to put for the NP stat tho in this case)

From - Re: Zero: The High Council RP





Aerith Hastings




18 | Female | 135 lbs | 5’8” (five foot eight inches)
YinShamak | Non-Native | Human


Description

A perceptive, relaxed person who is great at what she sets her mind to in earnest.

Personality

Aerith is someone who can have a cool, calm demeanor, a sort of relaxed persona on the average. Though when she puts her mind to something, or a given task, she can exert a level of focus and quality discipline/dedication in her work that is not to be underestimated even for a teenager (though can manifest the occasional stubborn moments). She does carry on her shoulders some grudges and the frustrations from her home life, the details of which are a sore subject for her personally that can get her in a bad mood if dredged up. She values those who are genuine, a ramification of her childhood to this point, but is not always the best at conversation on occasion when it comes to words in certain emotional situations. Those whom she is close with to enough of an extent become rather valuable to her, the type she’d doggedly defend to her last breath even, and she has a soft spot for young children.

However, she can also put on facades, “masks” to hide what she really feels underneath if her mind falls back on that reflexive behavior of hers. She can do this eerily effectively and ultimately appearing genuine in application if she wants to, albeit it is trait she feels makes her a "monster" on the inside that can hide its heart so easily as breathing air. Though used to “putting on faces”, as easy as flipping a switch to her without thinking, she is also rather perceptive. Her perception is such that she is also capable of reading through the "masks" and such of others clearly, and her keen observations skills are high in general. Finally, when indulging in things that make her happy or such, it is rather easy to tell her mood, same for her anger if incited enough to show, though when using a “mask” this readability of her mood and such drops to virtually zero.

Class

The goal for her is to eventually get an Authority, to aim for something “very big” to fit into her “large box” that is her room to grow as a character. Finding her way to that end is the goal for her abilities as a character, and she is open for growth in the directions she chooses/needs to get there.

Otherwise, she is best described as an undecided individual in terms of role, not being a “generalist”, but instead being someone trying to figure out what she’d be best at amidst all the choices that lie before her. She has a level of physical fitness and good stamina, generally keen mind, great at swimming and long-distance running. She has some base building blocks at the moment for whatever paths she might go down at least.

Bio

Aerith Hastings, daughter of Alexandra Hastings and James Hastings, and a high-class American girl with what would seem to be like a perfectly normal life otherwise. Loving parents, friends at school among her peers, a sexy and fit body of very good genes that drew eyes to her, good grades, the star of the swim and cross-country teams....seemed to have it all and kept her head about it. To the masses and her peers, she seemed the normal teenage girl with a wealthy life, a rather blessed/gifted one in much of the sense. Her even being in public school was perhaps the oddity, though one she never seemed to comment on.

Though behind closed doors....her family was a mess. Arguing and fighting parents who had adopted 3 children originating from affairs the two had undergone in the past, accompanied with always putting on fake airs in public for their reputation’s sake. Though their control over her siblings was...terrible too. Twin older brothers who tended to ignore her presence altogether at times when it was convenient for them, dark manipulators at heart. A half-sister with a creepy crush/obsession with Aerith herself. And at least 2 other half-siblings who seemed to be decent humans being at least. Home life was rough normally, but at times it was ok, on very rare occasions “good”....just not enough to overcome the rest. Relatives seemed even more able to put on facades for the public eyes, even.

Life was far more sane outside of home, yes, and she had only a few close friends who knew what her home life was life. Most notable among these was Annabelle, one of the best in her public school’s track and field team, fellow anime enthusiast, and a decent swimmer who would become her best friend. The two had met by chance in gym class in middle school, and began to talk often. Then hang out often, or go to each other’s sports events to cheer each other on. And so it went. Often she stayed over with Annabelle to have her own small escapes from the world she lived in, though sometimes home wasn’t so bad. Though as she was walking back with Annabelle to the latter’s house after a swim competition, wearing a bikini under her clothing to avoid soaking her good clothes as badly during the walk, after simply blinking her eyes she found herself in a....strange new place. “A whole new world”, even, in the most literal manner possible.

Magic

Life energy: E

Flow: E

Abstract Magic

-Return By Death

Extra


@Parallel Hearts Above this, i present my servant submission. :D

sorry i forgot to tag you
Knight with a Shield


Class: Shielder (can also be Berserker or Saber)

True Name: Sir Sagramore, "Knight of the Round Table", "King of Britain", "Lord of the Second Round Table", "Sagramore Constantine"

Origin: Arthurian Legends and associated Arthurian materials

Height/Weight: 165cm (height)/51kg (weight)

Appearance: [Hider Below has the image]



Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: A brave knight with a thing for "cute damsels" and beautiful women, not afraid to flirt or do her best around them to try to impress, though who is truly good at heart when to comes down to it. She has a quick temper, which due to her Riastrad is normally paired with a very healthy appetite and love of food. She also has a soft spot for her friend in arms, a great friend even, Sir Tristan. Despite the sad knight's melancholy moods, she is of the sort who would try to snap him out of it or at least be there for the man and try to raise his spirits. It was because she understood the hearts of others well enough that she kept tabs on him even after he left the round table, that she took his words about the king to heart, that she was among those who most mourned his death after announcing it to the Round Table. That weight that Tristan couldn't handle, however, Sagramore bore in his place at the king's side till the very end.

She never hated her cousin, King Arthur, and even loved her and served her despite the secret of her sex. She even cared about Mordred, who to her mind was like a brother, despite being stuck nearly dead by him as they came to blows. The ability to understand the hearts of men was never said to be an easy one, she knew more than the former king ever did, but as the old round table scattered and she rose as the heir to King Arthur her great resolve became clear. Sagramore continued to prove herself no less than valiant and brave as she held the nation together with her own two hands, and assembled the Second Round Table to help her improve where the first had failed. She gathered her people together as the focus of their praise and hopes, continued to hold back the Saxons, and paved a glorious legend into the annals of human history. Though she has her own regrets, from having to fight Mordred and Gawain in the past to not being able to save her best friend, as a heroic spirit she doesn't desire to try to change the past. What matters to her is moving forward, bearing the weight of the past that one must bear, and forging ahead into the future.

Parameters

STR: A | END: A | AGI: B | MAG: C| LCK: C+ | NP: A+

Class Skills

Magic Resistance: C

-grants protection against magical effects. Differing from the Resistance effect that merely rejects Magical Energy, this ability cancels the spells altogether.

Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Riding: B

-Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill, even vehicles that did not exist in the time period one was alive in, for they are no exception. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts.

Sagramore could ride horses well, but he also had great misfortunes at jousting as well. What a bother.

Personal Skills

Protection of the Faeries: A+

-is a blessing from Elementals; the capacity to increase one's Luck in dangerous situations. Activation is limited to battlefields, where it is possible to perform feats of arms.

Sagramore was married to a fay, whose hand she won after beating Gawain in a duel for her hand. In battle it can be activated to apply a "+" modifier to her Luck parameter (this is where the plus on the parameter listed above actually applies). Unlike the blessing upon Lancelot, which is of a lower rank but more versatile, this one cannot be applied to other stats.

King of Men: A

-The status not of the "ideal king" who remains distant from all others, as King Arthur was, but of the "imperfect king that is ideal for mankind" that is able to understand the hearts of the people and gathers their hopes into themselves. A form of kingship possessed by Sagramore, surpassing her predecessor in this regard. A composite skill of Charisma and Instinct, that also allows the user to draw added power from the presence of allies around them. The more allies, the more power the user is able to receive as a result. (This does not drain others, merely uses their presence as a means to draw in more power for the user.)

Morte Jenue: B

-A phrase meaning "dead youth". A skill combining the instances of Sagramore's perceived weaknesses, both as someone who in life suffered "epileptic fits" as well as was terrible at jousting. Though in life he went on many adventures and even defeated Gawain in combat, on top of forming the second round table and preserving the glory of Arthurian Britain for a time longer, which makes his very nature "deceptively strong".

This skill causes Sagramore to be perceived by others as "weak", "frail", "easy prey", or even "not worth trying to fight", and all of his parameters appear one-rank lower than they actually are. It is similar to the Espionage skill, but in this case originates from aspects and feats from the user in life that rather than any kind of spying skills. It is a skill the causes other to underestimate the user, concealing their true strength.

— Armaments —

Round Table (sword/shield)

— Noble Phantasms —

(Again, follow the recommendations above for Original Servants. Keep in mind that Non-Riders are generally limited to one or two Noble Phantasms, while Riders generally have between three to five Noble Phantasms. Any number exceeding this will require good explanation)

Name: The Round Table

Title: “Glorious Home Of Knights, Raging Tide Against My Enemies”

Rank: A+

NP Type: Anti-Army (sword)/Barrier (shield)

Range: 1-75 (sword)/1-2 (shield)

Maximum Number of Targets: 700

Description: The Second Round Table, assembled from the original Round Table by Sagramore Constantine, both as an object and an organization to fight off the Saxons and retain the glory of Arthur’s Britain. It is weapon of King Arthur’s successor, who was a blood relative of Arthur to boot, which like the original Round Table can “act as a shield to protect Britain” as well as “become a sword to slay Britain’s enemies”.

For Sagramore, since the table is no longer empowered by the power of Excalibur, it is powered by her own warp spasm power. When infused with her warp spasm power, this Noble Phantasm takes on the empowered form of a gleaming red sword, which imitates the power of Excalibur and can fire off an accelerated light beam similar to (but not as strong as) the original Excalibur. Its beam, however, is a red light fueled by rage that strikes down all who try to stand before it. Though it pales to Excalibur, it is not a Noble Phantasm to underestimate. If used as a Broken Phantasm, it can ever so briefly match the power of “that holy sword” at the cost of its own destruction.

When Sagramore is utilizing the “Riastrad” Noble Phantasm, the warp spasm power within the table is instead transferred to her body instead. Due to this, during such a time this Noble Phantasm reverts into the form of a very large shield wielded by the user. In this form, however, the bulk of the shield can be both defensive as well as....used for battering enemies and ramming into them with immense force. Further, activating the shield in this form...whilst costly, allows Sagramore to deploy an A-rank variant of “Lord Camelot”. Yet along with being defensively strong, by first deploying this variant and charging at the enemy this shield becomes an even better ramming weapon.

However, when the Riastrad is turned “off” by Sagramore this shield reverts into a sword form once more.

Even if the round table is lost from her hands, Sagramore can always re-materialize it back into her hands without fail.

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Name: Riastrad

Title: “A Knight’s Warped Frenzy of Monstrous Rage, Inversion of One’s Humanity”

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Unit (Self)

Range: 0

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: The knight known as Sagramore is a unique case among heroic spirit, sharing the same trait with the Irish hero Cu Chulainn: the warp spasm, aka the “riastrad”. A battle frenzy that transforms one into an incredibly powerful “monster”, inverting the human body and its parts into an abomination of twisted organs and mighty limbs, hair all sticking out like sharp spears of great sharpness, and incredible physical might. As much as this appears to be the form of a “monster” to the eyes of others, though, the user remains fundamentally human and doesn’t gain the status of a “monster”. This being said, their raw power and frenzy in this state is nothing short of “monstrous” on the battlefield and is capable of leveling armies, going beyond the scale of normal servant stats during this time.

In this state the user does remain in control of themselves, similar to the effects of the skill “berserk” putting the user in a similarly controllable rage. Utilizing this Noble Phantasm for Sagramore, at least, is like flipping a switch, turning it “on and off” at will.

However, its use leaves the servant physically drained and ravenously hungry, rather drained in the aftermath overall. This means its use in longer battles is, on top of the prana consumption that causes Sagramore’s post-use state, risky for Sagramore and their master...but can have immense rewards if used properly.

@1Charak2 Where did the Gorgon go? She looked so cool! D:
@Parallel Hearts A question, if i may ask out of sheer curiosity:

Would "El Dorado" be applicable as a servant? The mythical priest-king who spawned the legend, specifically.
Mina Kreiger (Alloy)





As Chatterbox spoke about Thunderbolt and Whimsy meeting for...something, she supposed, Alloy suppressed a retort. All these bombs going off, and apparently how this guy was dropping em', what could thunder do right now?! Jump into a portal and tackle the guy??? Nonetheless, it wasn't like she had any idea more than "shoot electricity into the portal and hope it sets off his bombs on his side", and she wasn't about to try to disrupt things like this. Not like she had a choice if they wanted to smoke this civilian-murdering asshole sooner than later before he turned up a larger body count. So with that, the metal-covered heroine bolted towards where Thunderbolt was, holding Whimsy closer against her body to try to protect her from shrapnel and flying bits kicked up by the bombs. Save for Alloy's right arm, her metal skin was good for taking the physical brunt at least.

"Coming your way, Thunderbolt, Whimsy in tow. We better haul ass if we're going to do this.

But in case this doesn't work, i want to suggest attempting to detonate his bombs before he throws them through? If i send enough of jolt through a portal that is."


She felt it was...worth the brief suggestion as she followed Chatter's plan. Just as a backup idea. She just hoped she'd get to Thunderbolt in time to do this thing. Especially as Chatter started barking signals at Headhunter.




Allison Mead (Excaliblast)





Allison hit the floor and slid towards the side wall, though it wasn't as if she'd totally missed the issue. She could virtually feel the shrapnel whiz by her at high speeds as it embedded itself into the walls and space near her. It rung in her ears like a school bell, one of the old metal ones that ya had to avoid standing next to if you wanted to be able to hear next period. Except in this case it left her much more wobbly than the old school bells ever did, though she couldn't afford to stop. Her sneaker gripped the smooth tile flooring just enough, as she scrambled to get back up as soon as she could.

This asshole, this damn asshole had come to her school, called out the headmaster and her family and was trying to make it all a living hell. Not that she didn't understand why...but based on her goading attempts and the lesson about the Community her class had....she had to move fast. Or become deaf, which was equally as bad for someone trying to not get shot. Or find something to block her hearing enough to not fall to the next things she could end up hearing over the intercom. Regardless of the potentially imminent doom, Allison shot several long blades out behind her into the floor as she began to climb the stairs. This to try to block being followed, at least quickly. The girl kept one wrist up and ready to fire at anyone, at least anyone she saw that looked like they were with the jokers back downstairs that is, her legs still moving as fast as they could as her other hand was used to stabilize herself as she moved.

Despite the wobbling on her part, which was fading a bit as she rapidly climbed the stairs, she was gunning for the floor with the offices. She knew the way by heart...not that it was the best thing to know, but it was useful right now at least!!! She'd managed to piss off the bitch on the PA system, it seemed, and that didn't feel like a good thing considering who that person was.

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