Crusader Lord

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Lazash

Hmm. A most curious name had been given to her this time around, but not much else it seemed. Rags to cover her, a wooden stick, and a rock. Then being thrown into a mission alongside her new kin to see if they could fend in a basic manner for themselves or die trying. A trial by fire, then, to weed out weakness and ensure strength among a people that seemed to value such things. Not that it didn't make sense in their predicament, and after what the Divine Spirit who had spoken to them had said. Not that the other figure had gone out of notice to her either as well, for that matter.

Basic survival? Ah. The prospect was almost refreshingly familiar to her, somehow, as old memories and things from the past came back to her wakening mind. Things honed since her time on the island and on it likewise came to mind. Things witnessed in infancy in a new life. Yes. This would do. And the system pinging in with a new quest was certainly useful to keep tabs on things.

When the Head Warrior gestured for them to come out of the Brood Pit, she did so quietly and without a word. Maintained herself as simply someone in the background of the group of Runts she, and anyone else brought here for all she knew, and listened to the Head Warrior's instructions as she observed him primarily from her position. His demeanor. His emotion. His tone. His body language. On occasion her eyes would silently look about the rest of the Runts in the group as well, seeing how they were processing or handling the situation.

Yet as others ran back to grab their things, Lazash had walked out initially from the Pit with all she had either worn on her or in her hands. Not much, but it felt like second nature to do in such a situation at the same time.

She would briefly watch as other Runts would start to run back into the Pit to grab their things or declaring what they would go after, but her calm silence did not cease simply because many of her currently-alive peers were getting excited. Thus not skipping a beat, she would walk up to Auguz and give him a respectful but simple nod before asking a simple question where only he and she could hear-

"Head Warrior. Do you know where any creatures that come out at night sleep during the day?"

She would keep her tone as respectful as she could, though whether it mattered if she got slapped to the ground or got an answer or nothing at all from it was another thing. Once Auguz clearly had answered her, or didn't answer, or whatever the case was, Lazash would make sure she had her stick and rock in hand before walking oddly calmly past him and out toward the woods. She had a quest to complete if she was to be around longer.

Her first step was to head in outright and scout things out, getting away from the camp exterior with possible Dire Rats, and heading into the woods proper as soon as possible. The idea was to enter with caution, keeping an attentive set of eyes on her surroundings as she moved in. Didn't want to step in some burrow, or slip on a slime, get ambushed by a Tatzelwurm, or similar things if she could help it.

In particular she would be keeping a careful eye on things to this end. But her primary goal was clear to her otherwise, and that was to see if any other caves were nearby at the base of this mountain wherein something like a bat or other nocturnal animal might sleep. Something that would be resting during the day, more vulnerable than those creatures that came out during the time the sun was up. That or if she could find any other unusual or unique creatures, locations, or things out there beyond what she knew.

If she ran into a Slime or Tatzelwurm, some kind of edible herb or material she knew about by now, or even something else unknown otherwise, along the way? Well, that'd certainly be something. Perhaps even a bonus, depending on what said creature was and the situation at hand. Hence why she was and would be moving along in an expeditious yet distinctly careful manner through the woods, not trying to stick close to other Runts that might rush out there more hastily in case they stirred up anything or brought some unwanted attention.

If, for some reason, the Head Warrior did give her any information of worth for her search then she'd make whatever good use she could out of that.

And if she ran into anything she wanted to, or noticed other creatures along the way, she'd try to cast her Creature Analysis on them to start collecting information.

@Zeroth

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[Target Selected: Nocturnal Creature(s)

Destination: To find a habitat or home of some kind of Nocturnal Creatures, which would be asleep during the daytime, preferably the kinds that would be in another cave such as bats.]

Current Skills/Equipment/Inventory

Current Skills:

• Ingestion - After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.
• Creature Analysis - Rank I - Upon analyzing a target, information relevant to the chosen type will be displayed. Higher Ranks will grant more detailed information. (For example, using Creature Analysis on a Slime would tell you the most generic, widely known information on Slimes as a species)
• Empty Skill Slot
• Empty Skill Slot

Current Equipment and Inventory:

• Swaddling Pelts - Equip, Clothes - Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.
• Wooden Stick - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A wooden stick. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.
• Sharp Rock - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Zeroth Posted Lazash's sheet in CHAR, and chose Creature Analysis as her skill!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Lazash

Appearance As A Youth (Big Picture So Hiding It In Here)

Name (Former): Lilith Maria Rowell

Name (Current): Lazash

Current Stats:
Level: 1 | Form: Orc Runt | Tier: 2

Current Skills:

• Ingestion - After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.
• Creature Analysis - Rank I - Upon analyzing a target, information relevant to the chosen type will be displayed. Higher Ranks will grant more detailed information. (For example, using Creature Analysis on a Slime would tell you the most generic, widely known information on Slimes as a species)
• Empty Skill Slot
• Empty Skill Slot

Equipment and Inventory:

• Swaddling Pelts - Equip, Clothes - Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.
• Wooden Stick - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A wooden stick. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.
• Sharp Rock - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.

True Age: 31 years, 6 months

Past Life:

An incredible photographic memory. Academic excellence and learning capabilities on the level of a genius child prodigy. Gifts of her person that many would praise , even as her academic capabilities exponentially accelerated her up in the world. Gifts from birth that many would look upon with the greenest of envy, even as they tried to isolate and diminish her. Born of a relatively ‘average’, for whatever the word was worth, middle-class suburban household in the USA, she was the third of four children and given just as much love as the rest from the start. Her gifts and the encouragement to use them propelled her to get her first master’s degree in Mechanical Engineering by the age of twelve, and saw her garner both praise and isolation from her own age group alike. She did not know great hardships for a long time in her life, but she did often find herself watching things from the sidelines. Observing. Taking mental notes.

Where did someone like her belong? It was hard to think about that, as she had little choice in it for much of her life due to being underaged. But with all her gifts her life seemed certain to become something incredible, to achieve something amazing-

And yet all the gifts in the world weren’t preparation for what came next.

What came next would be a three-year-long stint on an uninhabited island in the Pacific, her being the only survivor of a shipwreck at sea where she’d been taken on a scuba-diving trip by an uncle from Honolulu, that shook her out of the world she’d been in before. Little food, the heat of the scorching sun, the dangers of the tempting salty water, and at the age of sixteen she would manage her own survival by the will to live and skin of her teeth before discovery by a passing cargo ship (when she lit a large signal fire she’d carefully constructed for some time before to try to signal it). It was this, and her passage into adulthood, that would eventually mark her in a way that nothing else in her life had. Survival. An awoken desire to live that she had never known before, a resilience born from harsh conditions and a number of near-death instances out there, but all of which she would never forget.

She would return to her education and achieve greater heights after her recovery, though a path having been wrought clear before her more than ever before and her life in control of her own two hands. Lilith would work to become a Civil Engineer, with a supplementary education fitting for an Architect, and this would be the field she would end up in. At the same time, however, her life of survival would not simply go away after the episode of survival in her youth. She would survive two lightning strikes, being stuck underwater for two days in an air pocket of a capsized ship over deeper underwater before being rescued, and getting out alive from two horrendous car crashes. Each time she pulled herself out of the other end, pushing onward with a seemingly renewed vigor to live and thrive each time.

Ultimately, however, it would be as she was on her way to meet with a special high-profile client for the company she worked for that her life would be abruptly cut off. Walking through an airport parking lot of her own design to get to the airport inside, a fleeing suspect driving away from police would dip into the airport parking lot in some attempt to lose the police chasing him after he’d kidnapped someone. In the process, she would be struck by the criminal’s truck as the driver got distracted looking behind himself and ran her at a whopping 88 miles per hour.

Cue waking up as something else somewhere else. On one hand, she could and would never forget what had forged her in the fires of her past. But what was a new chance at life, if not using and living it to its fullest extent? Besides, having been born beautiful this time around (by some race out there's standards she would suppose) would itself be a most curious additional factor in her new life as well.

New Life:

Day 1, Orc Runt >

"So this is what I get to choose from, hmm? A curious set of choices, oh Divine Spirits of a most curious nature. I believe my choice is clear then, given my background and existing skillset. A new tool on my belt for my new life that should prove useful to supplement what I already can do by myself.

Ah. And curses did not exist where I came from, rest assured, but here I believe things will be different simply from that statement of yours.

Let's see how this new life goes, shall we?"

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Zeroth

So Tough is basically raising non-magical defenses, like how durable or resilient one's body is-

-but Recover is on the other hand basically the lowest level tier of some kind of regeneration fueled by one's magical power passively?

I hope I got that right.

I am tempted by type analysis because it would fit so well, and setting magic to auto-cast would be something that feels about as good since her learning magic is something I'd like, but ranking up some kind of regeneration into a potent skill would be...kinda fitting for her after this death.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaa

XD

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

@Zeroth Well, here goes something! If we have some average people and a boxer and an ex-Soviet as concepts so far, then I will add another oddity to the growing pile! :P

Lazash

Appearance As A Youth (Big Picture So Hiding It In Here)

Name (Former): Lilith Maria Rowell

Name (Current): Lazash

Current Stats:
Level: 1 | Form: Orc Runt | Tier: 2

Current Skills:

• Ingestion - After consuming a required amount of biomass from a particular Creature, 1 of that Creature's Skills can be copied at its lowest Rank.
• Isekai Skill - Not Yet Chosen
• Empty Skill Slot
• Empty Skill Slot

Equipment and Inventory:

• Swaddling Pelts - Equip, Clothes - Old animal skins used to keep an Orc baby warm as they sleep. Once the Runt is old enough to start hunting, these are usually just enough to cover the parts that need the most covering.
• Wooden Stick - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A wooden stick. From a tree. That's...that's all there is to it. Can be thrown.
• Sharp Rock - Equip, Weapon/Tool, Material Component - A rock with a slightly sharp edge. Useful as a primitive knife or chisel. Can be thrown.

True Age: 31 years, 6 months

Past Life:

An incredible photographic memory. Academic excellence and learning capabilities on the level of a genius child prodigy. Gifts of her person that many would praise , even as her academic capabilities exponentially accelerated her up in the world. Gifts from birth that many would look upon with the greenest of envy, even as they tried to isolate and diminish her. Born of a relatively ‘average’, for whatever the word was worth, middle-class suburban household in the USA, she was the third of four children and given just as much love as the rest from the start. Her gifts and the encouragement to use them propelled her to get her first master’s degree in Mechanical Engineering by the age of twelve, and saw her garner both praise and isolation from her own age group alike. She did not know great hardships for a long time in her life, but she did often find herself watching things from the sidelines. Observing. Taking mental notes.

Where did someone like her belong? It was hard to think about that, as she had little choice in it for much of her life due to being underaged. But with all her gifts her life seemed certain to become something incredible, to achieve something amazing-

And yet all the gifts in the world weren’t preparation for what came next.

What came next would be a three-year-long stint on an uninhabited island in the Pacific, her being the only survivor of a shipwreck at sea where she’d been taken on a scuba-diving trip by an uncle from Honolulu, that shook her out of the world she’d been in before. Little food, the heat of the scorching sun, the dangers of the tempting salty water, and at the age of sixteen she would manage her own survival by the will to live and skin of her teeth before discovery by a passing cargo ship (when she lit a large signal fire she’d carefully constructed for some time before to try to signal it). It was this, and her passage into adulthood, that would eventually mark her in a way that nothing else in her life had. Survival. An awoken desire to live that she had never known before, a resilience born from harsh conditions and a number of near-death instances out there, but all of which she would never forget.

She would return to her education and achieve greater heights after her recovery, though a path having been wrought clear before her more than ever before and her life in control of her own two hands. Lilith would work to become a Civil Engineer, with a supplementary education fitting for an Architect, and this would be the field she would end up in. At the same time, however, her life of survival would not simply go away after the episode of survival in her youth. She would survive two lightning strikes, being stuck underwater for two days in an air pocket of a capsized ship over deeper underwater before being rescued, and getting out alive from two horrendous car crashes. Each time she pulled herself out of the other end, pushing onward with a seemingly renewed vigor to live and thrive each time.

Ultimately, however, it would be as she was on her way to meet with a special high-profile client for the company she worked for that her life would be abruptly cut off. Walking through an airport parking lot of her own design to get to the airport inside, a fleeing suspect driving away from police would dip into the airport parking lot in some attempt to lose the police chasing him after he’d kidnapped someone. In the process, she would be struck by the criminal’s truck as the driver got distracted looking behind himself and ran her at a whopping 88 miles per hour.

Cue waking up as something else somewhere else. On one hand, she could and would never forget what had forged her in the fires of her past. But what was a new chance at life, if not using and living it to its fullest extent? Besides, having been born beautiful this time around (by some race out there's standards she would suppose) would itself be a most curious additional factor in her new life as well.

New Life:

Day 1, Orc Runt >

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs!?

@Crusader Lord He's being a derp. We've been buds for....like 15 years at this point

@Kazemitsu

Fair. But I had to go full derp in return out of respect. XD

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs!?

Another subject returns to grovel at the feet of the true Demon King! *laughs maniacally while posing*

@Zeroth

NANI?!?!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs!?

@ReusableSword We meet again at once of these sorts of RPs! XD

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He already knows I'm in.

@Crusader Lord We meet again! Doubt you remember me XD

@Kazemitsu

From Xalt's RP like 2-3 years ago, yes? :P

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs!?

@Zeroth

Unless the group has capped already, count me in as a player as we see how this wild ride goes!

o7

March of the White Rabbit: A Roll-Your-Own Magical Girl Roleplay

Eliana, The Cosmic Gypsy

And

Kiyome, The Draconic Protector

The Cosmic Gypsy Stats

Eliana

Age: 16 | Gender: Female | Cosmic
Average | Third Eye | Horror (Thos)
Disguise Artifact, Enhanced Weapon, Interdimensional Tourist, Absolute Direction, Ally, Awareness, Watcher

Reasonable, Minions, Mana Font, Retrieval, Transportation | Insomnia, Quick Tempered, Health Sapping, Fearsome Reputation

STR: 03 | AGI: 03 | VIT: 04 | MAG: 04 | LCK: 03

STR: 3 | AGI: 3 | VIT: 6 | MAG: 20 | LCK: 9

Coins: None

Draconic Protector Stats

Kiyome

Age: 16 | Gender: Female | Time, Space
Underdeveloped | Focused Assault, Regeneration | Horror (Thos)
Precognition, Monstrous Metamorphosis, Big Damn Hero, Enhanced Weapon, Immortality

Reasonable, Marked, Mana Font, Minions, Retrieval, Magical Overload | Insomnia, Quick Tempered, Health Sapping, Fearsome Reputation, Monstrous Form
Thick Skin, Second Specialization (Oddball: Space)| Hoarder, Broken Reincarnation

STR: 3 | AGI: 2 | VIT: 3 | MAG: 4 | LCK: 3

STR: 6 | AGI: 2 | VIT: 16 | MAG: 12 | LCK: 6

Coins: None

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“Yeah, I’ve got eyes on them. Plus I know Alicia. She is good people.”

”Once Myra and Finn are secured don’t stick around. Queen of hearts is being waylaid by unknown party, that is throwing Beacon under the bus at the same time. Could be more hostiles.”

Robo-Cop Penny

"Acknowledged."

Not much to say in response to that, really. Enemy was hitting the point they would overwhelm and take this ruined heap of a place people had once lived in, and the defenders were going to bug out. Likewise some idiot was attacking the final end boss enemy commander and drawing attention to themselves. Not that those were the idiots she was here to help, of course, as they'd chosen their lot in things by their own actions.

‘Hahahahaha! It worked!’ Mayra laughed out loud as she flew.

‘Haeeey! I went over there specifically to save silly idiots choosing to fight the head honcho! If you go over there now, I went for nothing!’

An Idiot Lizard

Then the sword-swinging monarch glanced in her humble direction for a moment.

Ah. That look as if she'd seen a pest. What did the Queen here think she was, some knight in shining armor? Hah. No, she was just here to get idiots out of the line of fire. What was she, ten years old? What this person thought of her was nothing of consequence to her. Nothing she cared about unless such a person made certain mistakes they would only ever live to regret in the end. Mistakes one couldn't take back no matter how hard they tried...

...she understood that kind of mistake in some capacity, perhaps. But what the Queen had revealed even before her eyes, and frankly said aloud to boot, was more than somewhat interesting information. Curious.

Regardless, Kiyome would without a beat move on to using use a spell to send herself back to where Eliana was instead of attacking the Queen of Hearts. Given others were doing the job of distraction and tossing away their lives it was a true no-brainer for her in this case. She'd come in, done what she'd come to do, and now was getting out of there without pushing things further. Simple. Tactical. Practical. She'd maintain her stance, for what it was worth, and keep her eyes open as well though. Just in case.

Then unless the Queen tried to stop her or such that is the Draconic Swordswoman would reappear near her mistress once more, before putting a hand to the earpiece once more to talk to Penny.

"I sent one idiot-saving idiot dragon and a now-headless-but-not-dead guy were sent back into town. Got out of there as soon as I as an idiot could afford to afterward. Unknown party is likewise getting slammed into the metaphorical floor as we speak, so this whole place is going to collapse any time now."

The monster girl then looked about herself and the scene around them.

"Seems your friend Alicia, my mistress, and the others got the civilians out by now as well.

Feel free to contact me at any time using this earpiece. You seem level-headed enough among the people here.

This is Kiyome, over and out."

And that was that, at least for now.

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They had managed to get all of the civilians out of there, and yet at the same time it hadn't been without cost or bloodshed either. As others beyond herself augmented Alex's barrier, and she worked with the others to get the civilians out, Lily had taken a beating of sorts. Or rather, her metamorphosis'd self was eventually stopped in its rampaging tracks as she seemed to fizzle out as well. A leg, blown right off at the worst possible time. It made the gypsy magical girl want to rush over and help, but as the tailed boy (Alex) swooped in and pulled the injured girl out of there she couldn't help but feel some kind of relief at that. Relief that the other girl was hopefully going to be ok, that is.

And then one of the new arrivals, whom she'd felt some sense of wanting to talk to for being so bubbly even in these circumstances, seemed to snap at the enemies. Apparently they'd killed, er, destroyed? Whichever it was, the enemy done that to an apparently friendly pillow that magical girl's own magic had created. Or so it seemed.

At the same time, others seemed to begin congregating toward the teleporter the Beacon arrivals had brought with them. Certainly a means of escape for sure, but as Kiyome reappeared next to her Eliana felt a small weight come off of her back. Alive, just still just as hurt as before, but alive and intact. It did not stop her from running over to the side of her ally, however, and attempting to help move her toward the teleporter after she seemed to speak over that odd earpiece again. Not that this was anything to pause and talk about right now, as it were.

She wanted to help the others get out as well, but at the same time couldn't ignore her own ally's condition as well. The draconic woman would not hesitate to toss her life out there again if she felt it would serve things. Indeed, the gypsy magical girl's face was in a distinctly worried but somewhat frustrated pout as her helper didn't resist her at all in being assisted over toward the teleporter.

"We're leaving now...the civilians are out, and I won't see you hurt worse here. Not this time."

"Heh. I'm touched. But that's my line, mistress, and its sounds so very odd coming from your mouth."

Kiyome very briefly cracked a small smile, though her tone seemed slightly sarcastic. Yet the small prod in her usual 'humor' would at least turn Eliana's own pout into something less so at least. Not that this was the first time they'd had such an exchange. The gypsy knew that if her ally was in the shape to talk like that on the fly, she was going to be ok. Bullet-riddled body and broken legs and cheeky comments and all.

"I simply hope we are allowed to pass through safely in this instance, but we've little options. I order you not to push yourself too far, however, even if it is to help us escape safely."

Hopefully the teleport took them not into the middle of a Beacon facility. Hopefully. Otherwise her Patron would likely come up in arms if someone tried to nab them like that on the spot in such a place. That wouldn't be good. No no no. Very much not good for them or anything in the vicinity really. Also the two horror minions carrying those two guns Kiyome had procured would come with them too.

Eliana would at least make sure to politely and kindly ask Aurelio if he could send them not into the middle of a Beacon base once they got to the teleporter. Maybe into a nice city or such, or Penrose if he knew the destination. They had to get to Penrose in general, as far as their standing orders from their Patron were concerned.

@PlatinumSkink@Ariamis@Majoras End@Card Captor@Flamelord@Ponn

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Serenity Gates

Serenity Header

Serenity

Age: 16 | Gender: Female | Time
Overdeveloped | Tentacles | Beacon (The Beacon)
Dual Weapon, Sorcery, Environmental Sealing, Patron Interference, Oujou-sama

Perfect Life, Shinespark, Mystic Might | Vow of Humanity, Excommunication

STR: 3 | AGI: 3 | VIT: 4 | MAG: 4 | LCK: 3

STR: 5 | AGI: 10 | VIT: 9 | MAG: 23 | LCK: 7

Coins: 2 silver

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The magical maid felt nothing but relief as the last of the civilians was taken away by the teleporter, but the advance of Wonderland forces on their position was far from over. The town was falling, and they could not do anything but try to escape with their own lives now. Worse was the return of the dragon girl with the oversized sword, and the chill presence it permeated the air with. That vile, disgusting filth that both made her stomach turn and sent terror into her very bones, that was what that gypsy and that monster girl served. No doubts about it, but she took very distinct care to avoid them as they seemed to make their way toward the teleporter to attempt to escape as well.

Would Aurelio send them to somewhere else instead of the base? Maybe to the Inquisition Facility she'd been inside...ah.

No she didn't want to start anything, please not right now. She still had to ask about Penny at base, find a chance to talk to Cardinal Ishtar, talk to Alicia and the others, likely go on more missions, etc. She'd barely just gotten back! Trying to start something with THOS, of all beings, would not benefit anything or anyone at Beacon or otherwise right now. That much she felt to be sure.

A shudder did run down her back after she ran past the teleporter and to where Alicia was, however, trying to distance herself from the presence. More so, however, without thinking she wouldn't want to leave her allies behind at the first opportunity either. So it went without saying that she went to where Alicia was and began to launch attacks of her own, waves of duplicates of her weapon being fired out in arcs into the enemy lines. Wherever knives hit the sides of machines or got stuck in the ground, well, such knives would channel her magic to spawn a tentacle to wildly and mightily lash out at and try to tear down enemy equipment they were attached to or thrash enemy troops within striking range.

"I'll back you up too, Alicia!"

Maybe this would help buy time for the others to escape as well, or at least supplement Alicia's efforts in that sense.

@Flamelord@Ariamis@Shifter_Master