ERode

Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls

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A week passed, and, whether due to cold weather or extreme efforts taken on her own part, Maiko had more or less simmered down after the colossal disappointment that was the Dark Magical Girls' attempt at a tournament arc. Finding out that Ami somehow lost to a mage-type magical girl was disappointing as well, and with no one to drink it due to being a tie, Maiko opted to drop the pack of durian juice at a local homeless shelter instead. How devious indeed, making the truly devious drink something as horrendously flavored as durian juice. Sometimes, she simply had to pat herself on the back about how truly, supremely evil she was.

Lightly dressed for such snow-white weather, Maiko had a small pile of snow on her head and earbuds hammering heavy metal in her skull as she crunched through unoccupied streets. It was calming, therapeutic even, to be so utterly cold from head to toe, but after a couple of sneezes shook her body (and some snow down her pale neck), she picked up the pace, ending the leisurely stroll and jogging the rest of the way towards the empty family restaurant that was to be their party house for the day. As always, she assigned herself with taking care of the drinks, and the many cans in her backpack swung up and down while she bounded to her destination.

Entering first (after Touka of course), Maiko grinned and waved, her cheeks and nose red from the cold. "Eyo, Prez, whatcha bring?" she asked, lowering her own backpack full of drinks. "Went through some pretty big efforts to do super Russian Roulette drinking mode, so here's to hoping no one has allergies, eh?"

Jigokuraku Academy

@Zelosse@I Need A Name@AdmrlStalfos19@1Charak2

Kirisama Thug Life

During their villainous reign, the Soai-kai were basically just building up income and such through racketeering and forcing tolls and stuff on the usage of roads heading in and out of Kirisama. They also set up large greenhouses and labs for making drugs, which they would then export out of Kirisama to other countries in Asia. Though as a organization they also got into human trafficking, that particular thing wasn't what the branch in Kirisama dealt with. If civilians within Kirisama got antsy, they either had their fingers cut off or, if proven to be a big nuisance, disappear and then show up dead three days later, usually in a pretty gruesome manner.

They didn't really bother people who straight up left the town at any point, but if anyone got in their head that they wanted to try being a one man army, they'd get rekt pretty hard. Even getting uppity with the Soai-kai was grounds for physical punishment, usually doled out by their lower level thugs.

Curse of Strahd [5E]

"Tae," the girl responded to Jameson's introduction, "Adventurer of the Iron Fist and all."

Before they could recycle through everyone else's introductions, however, their best friend Granlow finally showed up, and the party could REALLY get started. Paying no need to the scrapes of conversation she heard through the door, she was more enamored by the drink and food that was suddenly present, from fruity wines to appetizing stew to REALLY GOOD COOKED MEAT. Without hesitation, Tae dug in, downing a goblet full of wine in a single chug before moving on to the rest of the meal. Her stomach had been eating itself away in anticipation, and now that their dinner was actually here, she was certainly happy that nothing disappointed. With a flurry of fork, spoon, and knife, she finished the first segment in record time, polishing it off with a hearty chug of wine.

"Ah, that hit's the spot! Mirror, Mirror, toast to you and the meat!" Red-faced, the young woman raised her empty goblet and tipped the last few drops down her gullet, giggling all the while. "And Fort Rock's a grand ol' place, Granny~ Always so nice and busy, errands everywhere, feels like real work instead of adventure, you know? But adventure would be nice tooooooo."

Jigokuraku Academy

Entrance Exam Details

The area in the exam will be split into nine different Zones, each with their own environmental quirks and difficulties. Consider each Zone a separate area, meaning that generally you will be unable to see what's happening in neighboring Zones.

Each post round will consist of 10 minutes in the IC. The current length of the exam will be kept secret for now, but there IS a time limit, so you're all aware.

In each post round, you will generally be able to move 1-2 Zones over in any direction, depending on the terrain. Further movement can be gained by either having a quirk that aids in movement, or by consuming five minutes worth of 'action' to move one extra space.

When entering a new Zone, I will do a quick update to bring you up to date with the conditions of the Zone. Large scale attacks will alter said Zone.

Posts involving civilian rescue will receive short updates from me in the IC. Note that there will be NO dummies that are simply lying around. No freebie points boiiiii.

When a villain is encountered, the fights will be collabed. Keep your additions to collabed fights short and, for the love of God, don't try to weedle your way out of bad situations by complaining OOCly about unfairness.

As an added detail, attack posts from students will be assumed to be happening sequentially, meaning a separate villain response to each student attack, unless you specify that they are happening simultaneously, thus increasing chances of friendly fire. Talking is NOT a free action, especially if your character has superhuman stats. Keep it to one or two lines of dialogue.

Everyone will be starting in Zone 2, where the bus is currently parked.

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

Oof, three days since Crystal logged in. I'll blame the recorder playing Bard for this loss.

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

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_{Province of Ilagorn -- Adventurer's Guild a.k.a. The Delipitated Duck
12th Hour of the 2nd Day, Summer}

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Her call got attention fast enough, two other adventurers striding up to her in a matter of moments. Good. Ier-Briar liked people who could make snap decisions, especially when those decisions were right. Her blue eyes settled first on Siwan, the one from a land further than her own. His words had a strange ring to it, but his appearance was stranger. The ponytailed youth certainly had the countenance of a man, his voice lower than a boy's, his adam's apple bobbing when he spoke, but to be at this age, and yet be without even the beginnings of a beard? Was this one an eunuch? It explained why he took on a profession more closely associated with women...but then again, there was no reason for Ier-Briar to judge when she broke through the same wall he was currently diving into.

The new mage made a stronger impression than the hairless cleric, and Ier-Briar could sense a spine with the way she moved. The warrior didn't back down either, locking eyes with Mallory even as that strange floral scent prickled her nose. Firepower...the battle mage that Ier-Briar would have preferred over whatever a control mage was then. She wouldn't back down on her word and kick Orena out just because a better variation came along, but Mallory, with her fire of spirit and sorcery certainly knew how to make an impact. Enough that even without Orena's consent, the blonde warrior would have accepted her.

"I'll be glad to have you both," she said, offering them a firm shake, "Sign the charter however you wish, Siwan, Mallory."

Another cursory scan of the room and Ier-Briar scoffed in the back of her mind before raising her voice again. "With cleric found, I need now only a man strong of arm and keen of sight to partake in the bloodshedding convenant! Stand forth and declare yourself, and let that be the first step towards having your name etched into the heavens above!"

Rengoku

@Burger

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“Well, folk music’s a nice change from what everyone else remembers, after all.” Nano laughed with Clyde. “Seriously though, I’ve got ‘Despacito’ scorched into my brain and it isn’t even one of my own memories.”

Despite all this, however, his graphite pencil still danced over fresh pages, keeping up with the old man as he sang his song, with all its variations and repetitions, all its humor and sorrow committed onto a tidy rectangle of bleached and flattened tree pulp. With a different notation that he used for observing intonations, Nano recorded the shifting pitch of the song as well, using an almost nonsensically erratic squiggly line. Once it was finished, he went on to take notes of Clyde’s abstract, but worthy opinion on adventuring as well. It certainly was a pretty sentiment, wasn’t it, that adventures were something that were had at a pace comfortable to the individual, and that they shouldn’t get swept along the flow of their peers.

Sage, if simplistic, advice. It’d be easy enough to remember even without recording it, but Nano did so anyways, for the world was wide and dangerous, and familiar faces became lost with distance and time. He closed his eyes, took a breath, and then nodded, “Yeah, I’ve held you up long enough. One last question though…skeletons, what’s the best way to deal with ‘em?”

It was another response that was simple, expected, but useful. "Crackin' their skulls usually the best. They ain't too affected by other things."

“Got it, got it,” Nano replied in a sing-song tone, “I’ll see you around then, Clyde! If you ever arrive at the City of Brass in…three months from now, ask for me and we can hang out again, yeah?”

"Maybe. I ain't the best at making plans," he said, followed by a laugh.

Nano simply grinned in response, before heading off on his own. His boot knife was a cute weapon, but there was definitely no way in hell he was going to be able to crack open a skull with its pointy end. No, for skeleton-smashing, one would require something blunt and heavy. Something like…

The markets carried many goods, from spices to potions to tasty little treats to big hunks of meat to fancy clothing to cutesy ornaments, but Nano ignored them all in favor of a woodcutter famed for the ‘quality’ of the trees he fell. With the few spare coins he had left, he purchased the densest log the man had to offer and headed to the fountains again, sitting down by the edge.

Keep it fast, keep it clean, keep it smooth.

In one hand, Nano held the wooden log. In another hand, he pulled at the ether that was invisible to all but himself and manifested an oval ring of stardust, glowing like a miniature galaxy. Already, it was beginning to efface his soul, chipping away at his essence, but the celestial weapon didn’t need to last long at all. With a swipe of his hand, he drove the immensely hot ring three-fourths the way through the log, white smoke hissing dramatically. He widened the ring-blade afterwards, and it hissed out, celestial energy slicing out from the log, leaving only a stout, oval handle intact.

Fast and clean and smooth. The residual ash was easily wiped off in the fountain, and the excess of the log was slid off like a sheath, leaving him with the sort of top-heavy wooden club that he expected would be easy to use and easier to maintain. Drawing his boot knife, the coal-eyed youth made some finishing touches on the handle, cutting in ridges to improve grip and scraped away some sections that had been particularly badly-burnt, before giving the new weapon a couple test swings.

It had a greater heft than a baseball bat, and he could totally see how fighting someone with finesse was going to fuck him over, but he could swing it with one hand and it had much better range than his little dinky knife so really, it was totally a win, right? Yup, a mega win.

Ignoring the looks he got from others, Nano baptized his wooden club in the slightly-sooty fountain waters, before swinging off the droplets dramatically.

His destination? Southeast.

His mission? Crack skeleton skulls.

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

Just set it as physicals being DPS and magics being burst damage. Ez pz

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

Probs better to ask the actual spellcasters in this case, but it sounds fine with me?

Kᴀʀᴍᴀ + Fᴀᴛᴇ

Think it'd be better to just set it as a nebulous mana use. Or, if you're going to go with spells as bullets, to give em a cantrip as well so they're not doing nothing when they run out of spells.

In Goblin Slayer, at least, it seems like you only get 1-2 spell casts as a newbie.