Cu Chulainn

Cacophony Concord

I want to be a monster tamer.

Cacophony Concord

Excuse you all, I'm French-Canadian

Cacophony Concord

This is my gift... this is my curse...

Lew D.

Name: Lewis "Lew" Duval
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nationality: Canadian. _{French-Canadian}
Description: A bare-boned five-foot six shut-in with a very concerning range of interests, Lew wasn't always the gamer trash that he is today... Well, at least he wasn't always trash. Ever since he learned how to push buttons correctly, Lew had always been playing video games. There was one game in particular that caught the youth's attention more than others, however... A game that involved the catching and training of monstrous entities.

An instinct had awakened in Lew's brain the moment he began partaking in such games. An instinct to collect, an instinct to obtain, an instinct to catch them all. With every new generation, he sought to collect every new monster he could find, filling his bestiary with more monsters. There was one particular monster that caught Lew's eyes during his teen years, one that would turn his hobby into an unhealthy obsession, and would stunt his development for the rest of his life... It was humanoid to a degree, but it also had an inhuman charm. Like a maiden in the moonlight, it looked as if it was wearing some sort of flowing white gown. To Lew, it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen... beautiful enough for him to ignore that the first one he caught happened to be a male.

This discovery lead Lew down a dark path as he began to pursue a different form of media. As his prepubescent curiosity lead him to looking up dubious fan-art of this video game entity, Lew had found himself falling deeper into the rabbit hole, making a dread discovery: Monster girls of all shapes and species. Soon, he began to branch out to more forms of monster girl media, from JRPGs to light novels and even procuring a ridiculously long pillow. And still, somehow Lew had managed to live some sort of functional life. Despite his strange interest, Lew's social life was somewhat adequate, and even after he graduated and began to live on his own, he managed to find successful employment for himself. Despite living in a fantasy inside his head, Lew's intelligence was indeed nothing to scoff at... and yet, Lew still felt like he was missing something.

Soon, a new and ambitious VRMMO had been launched, one that drew Lew's attention. Lew had already delved into the strange world of virtual reality in the past, but all his experiences were off from what he was expecting. Every dating sim he had played in the past lacked that spark that truly made them feel alive... Lew was desperate for a true monster girl experience, and that desperation lead him to Cacophony Concord. The promise of NPCs that felt alive and a whole world to explore was enough for Lew to be drawn in, making the decision of diving into a land where he'd find the most monstrous of creatures all in the name of monster romance.

With a heart full of determination and a mind full of degeneracy, Lew made his dive forward...

Cacophony Concord

you dont even have zieg's weapons you cant talk to me that way

@GreenGoat

put your sage's crests in the bag

anyway time to make an inane and convoluted build based off of shoemaking or smth

Cacophony Concord

@ERode i wanna spin and kill people

@GreenGoat

i want to spin and kill you for stealing my beyblade privileges

Cacophony Concord

Oh, rough. Guess I'll be a monster-wrangling cowboy, if we're going Erid. Got a few other ideas for the other nations as well, if everyone else isn't interested in death.

Cacophony Concord

Erid sounds like a place to go for a good, relaxing time.

That said, I did have a sorta hax internalized Type-Territory Nuclei in mind. Thinking of how to word it first, but it's basically Avalon.

Cacophony Concord

ok

Cross Gear

Feel free to go before me if you wish. The rotation isn't too important for me, but of its for everyone else, I'll be fine being last again.

Fate/High Rollers

Shadow Rock Park, Sunrise

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Kullervo cackled wildly at Simon's crazed driving. Brushing up so close to death was indeed thrilling for the Servant, and he came to admire his Master's foolhardy rush to their destination. Kullervo also relished in the hatred brought forth from the other drivers on the road. Gathering the negative energies from these "road rages" as well as any other dark emotions they would find on their way, Kullervo worked on casting another spell centered on himself and powered by these bitter emotions.

However, somewhere in the process of drawing this grudges, Kullervo felt a faint presence. To him, it sounded like the sound of hundreds of people screaming. Some wished for justice, while others wished to just be let free... Kullervo contemplated investigating the source, but decided to hold it off for now. Right now, there were more pressing matters to attend to. After all, the Sky Father Ukko would likely be upset if Kullervo had decided at the last minute to abandon the hallowed pastime that was baseball.

When they finally reached the park, Kullervo finished his incantations, keeping the spell's magical energy within himself. It was another curse, although this time it was self-afflicted. The nature of the curse wasn't made apparent just yet, although judging by the childlike expression on Kullervo's face, it seemed to be something he couldn't wait to take effect.

"Don't worry about my bat, Master. I'll go make my own... you go ahead and set up." Kullervo stated, his copper hand-axe materializing in his grasp. The axe-head glowed with a sinister magic, enchanted by Kullervo himself. Kullervo then walked up to one of the trees planted in the lot, raising the axe and felling the tree with a single swing. Kneeling down to the fallen tree, a few more swings were made as Kullervo quickly carved it into a usable and, more surprisingly, beautiful wooden bat. Gripping it tightly and swinging it in the air a few times, Kullervo smiled, satisfied with his work.

Stepping up to the plate, Kullervo momentarily traded his desert apparel for a spare uniform he found lying in one of the locker rooms. As Simon made his announcement to the obviously roaring crowd, Kullervo made a few practice swings, eying Phobia carefully. Speaking a simple incantation, his crimson eye began to glow once more...

As the shadowy sphere flew towards him at the speed of a bullet, Kullervo's eyes quickly tracked down the ball, its speed and trajectory quickly understood. Kullervo reacted not only with the speed of a Servant, but as if he was given a "protection" from Phobia's umbral orb. This was due to the effect of the curse (blessing) Kullervo had placed on himself earlier, a blessing meant to prevent the wielder from being harmed by projectile attacks.

Eagerly, Kullervo swung his bat with all his might, knowing just where he needed to hit. Blackened lightning surged through the bat as it met the ball, creating a bright flash seen far from the park, followed by a deafening thunderclap. The force of impact between the two objects resulted in the bat shattering to mere splinters as the ball flew in a straight line towards the heavens.

"Did I win? I won, didn't I?!"

The home run brought a wide smile to Kullervo's face as he began to perform some sort of victory dance. Afterward, Kullervo started to walk away from the field, stretching himself out.

"Well, I'm done for today, Master! Your shadow seems to be a good sport, as well! If you want to play some more, it'd have to be after I'm done doing what I really came here for... Heh."

And so, Kullervo procured his copper hatchet once more, preparing to work the magical energy contained within this land to his favor. Kullervo had outlined this place not only because it had the words "Shadow" and "Rock" in its name, but also due to the mana pooled within these grounds... and Kullervo could use all the mana he could take for himself in order to sate his vengeance.

@Flood