Eklispe

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

Yeh it'd be most convenient if they showed up about now.

Dawn of a New Age - The Return of Magic

One Piece: On Stranger Tides

Its easy just play X hero or do Y thing and he's totally useless!

It's a moba so I'm sure this statement applies somehow. XD

Pokémon: Start

Ah yes but being such a responsible success oriented fellow Dawkin takes full responsibility for his actions. For better or for worse XD

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sofia Stien: Highway Robbery

Sofia winced at the screams of tearing metal and the sound of gunfire. Job done. At least that's probably what all that noise meant. Now she just had to carefully retrace her steps. 1... 2... 3... Sofia hurriedly moved through the field of battle until she returned to her original location, behind the car where Chatterhead was. Hopefully no one was following her with everybody else distracting them. Sofia opened her eyes to see Arsenal's finger guns firing a hail of bullets. Wow he liked guns so much he'd turned himself into a gun. Sofia turned away from the obviously rather preoccupied literal gunman to Chatterhead. "What now? I can make you ignore stuff so you don't get hurt trying to talk to them." Sofia said, practically shouting to make sure he could hear her, though the noise was somewhat amusing as it was barely audible despite her best attempts, like she didn't even know how to be loud. Technically she could probably sit the rest of this one out as she'd done the important thing but Sofia wanted to feel like she was helping and Chatterhead didn't seem to have much protection of his own so trying to get people to listen to him with all this gunfire was likely to just get him shot and that would kinda put a hole in their plans. And probably Chatterhead. Neither of which were good things to have holes in.

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

Matt Ronwell

_{@KOgaming@PKMNB0Y}

Matt laughed, "Decision making isn't so hard. Let's see what a good looking pack is..." Matt's voice trailed off as he glanced over the horde of assembled packs. "Hey this looks cool." He said, grabbing a pack. "Well I mean it's called Epic Dawn, it's gotta have some nice stuff in it right? Here i'll get one too." He said turning around to see Ayami had engaged in conversation with a confident girl standing in front and a somewhat more shy guy hiding behind her. Seemed she Ayami to duel her friend. Matt stepped up next to Ayami and handed her the pack he'd picked out, pocketing the one he'd taken out for himself for the moment.

"If it isn't in the rules it isn't cheating and it wasn't mentioned at the start which means its fair game." He said with a cheery wink at the black haired lass. Not that he expected her to care, if anything he expected a harsh rebuttal from the way she was looking at Ayami but you could never tell. It certainly never hurt to be friendly. "I'm sure some of the people hiding on the fringes are watching people and adding cards just to counter them before starting a duel. People do whatever works." Matt personally didn't feel the need to bother with such things, but he wasn't as committed to winning as some people were. A fine duel filled with excitement was more than enough for him.

Yu-Gi-Oh Soul R (Still Accepting)

I mean its only got like 4 grammer/spelling mistakes, could be worse. Prob did it from phone.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

I'll be honest I haven't spent terribly much effort into developing Krysanthe's parents or backstory, they're both more of rough sketches rather than fully detailed novel affairs, that being said if something obvious seems off about my post that I missed because _{I'm bad} feel free to point that right out.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Krysanthe yelled a sound of confirmation back at Skyra as she showered, finishing up relatively quickly as she wanted to be early. It was a shame Skyra didn't feel like playing in the events. She expected them to a be a lot of fun, but Skyra likely didn't enjoy parent day. Krysanthe was well aware that many students weren't as lucky as her to have two fully functioning parents that loved her, but much she could do about it. If Skyra wanted to do her own thing, then dragging her around wouldn't help matters. The warm water was shut off and Krysanthe dried off, spending a few moments on her hair before putting on a pair of shorts and a casual brightly colored t-shirt. Then she picked up her red scarf and was off to where the airships landed.

Lynn and Randolf stepped of the airship, scanning the crowd of people already here briefly. It wasn't hard to find their daughter, she stood rather tall in the crowd and though she was from from the only person brightly dressed, it didn't hurt. Lynn stood just a hair or two shorter than Randolf, her long yellow hair making the origin of Krysanthe's own obvious. She appeared to be around 35 but her youthful energy made it hard to tell. Lynn's green eyes locked onto her daughter and she quickly shot a hand into the air to wave with a cheery grin on her face, hurrying over.

Randolf stood dressed professional in a nice black button up shirt and equally nice pants, a contrast to Lynn's casual skirt and flowery blouse, and his brown hair slicked back looking dull besides his wife's brighter head of hair. He was smiling pleasantly but not as over-energetic as Lynn and simply raised a hand in greeting, deep blue eyes merry at seeing his daughter again. He looked to be around five years older then his wife, The family quickly reunited with a group hug. Lynn immediately began firing off questions, "So, how've you been? I want to hear everything, how are classes, you told us you're a team leader! Did you go on a mission yet? Did you meet any boys?"

The last question was somewhat suspicious but all of them were rapid fire and filled with excitement. Randolf laughed in response to his wife's antics, his voice soothingly deep. "Now now Lynn, give her a chance to breath, I'm sure she wants to tell us all about it."

Krysanthe let out a beaming smile at both her parents, "Of course I'll tell you everything, but we gotta head to the gym, I signed up for a race." They started making their way towards the gym, Krysanthe telling her parents about how being a team leader was going, how their first mission had gone, about classes and her teachers. Not about Ebon yet though, that could wait.

It didn't take long for her reminiscing to be interrupted by a burst of static and the announcement that the race was starting. "Oh that's my cue, I'm off, wish me luck!" she said and made her way to the starting line. No weapons and one semblance use, pretty simple. Well except for the one semblance use thing. Could she just keep it on? It was technically using it once becau- BANG - Krysanthe's body shot into motion as her mind was kick-started out of overthinking into action. Straight away, jump, rope, wall. Easy. A dead sprint to gather speed, keeping up with the best of them, and she hurled herself forward, grabbing one of the ropes and swinging forward, her body arching to pick up more speed.

As she let go of the rope her semblance kicked in, making her light enough to practically soar through the air, making a substantial way up the wall: even stylish flipping as she did so, hair and scarf flailing wildly and entirely skipping the slope by a good margin. Krysanthe had a devilish grin on her face, excited by the competition and the fairly high-speed maneuver. She scrambled up the climbing wall, her finger strength perhaps not the best, but making speedy progress none the less with her ability to leap up and skip a peg or two, making the harder sections easier. Soon she'd be at the top and racing off to the next section.

Table of Monsters

Well no one had answered her question, but it seemed Robert did indeed need a rest, promptly taking one while Derevan rummaged among the bodies. Dorisma waited patiently, doing breathing exercises while she did so. As usual the princess's words were completely ignored, Dorisma barely even noticed her anymore she'd spent so long ignoring the bothersome girl. It didn't take long for Robert to feel recovered or Deravan to finish looting. She nodded to herself. "Good." was all she said, there was no more reason to stay so Dorisma started moving again. If the loot was relevant to her Derevan would give something to her, otherwise she trusted him to take care of it, mostly because she had little interest in it.