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Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

Wew, didn't know you were an artist, Burger.

Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

Remind me, how are new skills obtained?

The Wayfarer's Guild

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Aerandir@Guilty Spark@Asuras}

As he strode through the streets, following a trail only he could feel, Qantz-Farron removed his lantern from the folds of his clothing. With a jerk of motion, the collapsible lantern popped out into its box like form, and the man lifted one of the glass panes to slot in a candle, then ignite it with a flick of his fingers. It was still daytime, no one’s eyes so weak as to require illumination, but this act was done regardless. He held it in his left hand, and with a confident stride, continued through the streets of the Cliff, lips parting at the darkly curious sights that were abound.

Makeshift obstructions for sinkholes that went deep into the earth. Potholes filled with mudwater, the most accessible toilets around. The squalor of the sentient, desperate yet dignified, brought low by the civilization they still tried to grasp. His eyes slid over the diverse crowd, but he offered no coin.

The trail grew stronger, the taste thick against his tongue. Qantz-Farron stopped at the mouth of the alleyway, turning to see who had followed. His gaze settled on Sera. “First door in,” he spoke. “There’s a stockpile.”

Things would be more difficult if the gang produced or stored their drugs away from their base in the sewers, but this wasn't an unwelcome surprise, regardless of what happened next. His lantern flickered aimlessly as Qantz-Farron stepped back, allowing the woman with many knives to do her own work.

Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

I'd argue that mind reading isn't the same as being able to overhear telepathic conversations. Presumably, broadcasting thoughts to others would basically be 'vocalization' for flumphs, due to being wholly telepathic creatures, while thoughts that stay in a living being's head aren't being broadcast, thus won't be 'vocalized' for flumphs to pick up.

Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

Gobo Gobo

Name: Rihi

Race: Goblin

Gender: Female

Biometrics: 1'2 and 25 lbs. A rotund goblet with scruffy hair and large, magenta eyes. Their nails have not yet hardened into the black nails of a grown goblin, and only two teeth have popped out so far.

Personality: Rihi is...kind within her limits. She'll hold the door for you, but will not open the door for you. She will share her food with you, but will not buy food for you. She will walk home with you late at night, but only for as long as you're heading into the same direction as her. Small kindnesses, built upon convenience. She smiles easily, maintaining an appropriate distance. She keeps her stresses restrained and releases them when alone. She walks as if in a dream, and whatever hurts she endures slides off her mind like droplets of rain. Rihi is okay.

History: At 19, the woman now known as Rihi dropped out of her business degree for medical purposes. A year later, she entered the workforce as a telemarketer for a company specializing in kitchen appliances. Her manager had no qualms with her work ethic, and of the new recruits from that woman's year, she was part of the 10% that stuck around. Three years later, she was pushed onto the tracks and subsequently died. The debts she accrued to purchase a small house will be inherited by her grandmother.

Skills:
[Passive] Adaptability [F-Rank]
[Passive] Anticipation [F-Rank]
[Passive] Climbing [F-Rank]
[Passive] Enhanced Dexterity [F-Rank]
[Passive] Crafting [F-Rank]

Inventory: ---

Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

Right, probably important question: I recall that you were looking for something within the range of 4 people when this Interest Check first popped up. With interest exceeding 4 now, what's your limit going to be? Also, are we straight up gonna be starting out as monster babies, or more like monster toddlers with a year or two under our belts?

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

_{@Sho Minazuki}

So the Kyoto Alliance of Occultism was a union then, one that could only perform exorcist activities in secret, with their actual activities focused more on ensuring that the supernatural and natural worlds did not intersect in any negative fashion. The Fujiwara family, in particular, was the governing family within the alliance, while other exorcist families fulfilled specific niches. That all aligned with Otis’s understanding of the different studies that he had been exposed to throughout the conference; certainly, the nature of specialization took advantage of the effects of cooperation. As he bounced about Kyoto, interviewing whichever onmyous he managed to suss out through and noting down their comments, as well as their evasions and deflections, on a pocket journal, the Strigidae was certainly surprised when one approached him directly.

It was a face that was familiar, one from the conference even. Was it mere auspicious coincidence that Motsumine no Fujiwara had crossed paths? Or was it Otis’s questioning that had lead to this? No matter what, this was important. Crucial. A rare opportunity. He drew out his smartphone, activated the voice recorder, drew in a breath, and…

“My questions will be in order of decreasing importance. If there are any questions you cannot answer, please say ‘No comment.’ Now, I will begin, Lord Fujiwara. The Kyoto Alliance of Occultism brings order to both sides of the world, but how is this done? Are there exorcist families that operate only on the supernatural side of the world? Is this ‘spirit’ world one which is separate in the same way Arcanis is from Earth? How would one enter this spirit world? How far is the reach of the Kyoto Alliance? If it’s restrained to Kyoto only, are there other prefectural exorcist alliances around Japan? What about globally? In consideration to the Fujiwara family as the governing body of the Kyoto Alliance, is the organization such that you would delegate to other major families, as in a pyramid hierarchy, or is this all more flat, with only the Fujiwara elevated? How often, even, would those of the spirit world interact with the human world, and for what reasons do these interactions happen? As an associate of the Kaganomiyas, I’m curious as to what their place is in relation to the Kyoto Alliance, seeing how they appear to be overlapping with the ‘order-bringing’ duties of the Alliance. Amongst all the families associated with the Alliance, which one is the most advanced in terms of advancements towards talisman creation?”

Otis drew in a deep breath, then motioned with an open palm for Motsumine no Fujiwara to begin speaking. He had emptied his mind of questions in a single torrent of words, but already, more were budding in the back of his head.

Living Life as a Monster doesn't Sound that Bad - Another Isekai RP

Gobo gobo.

To Face Tomorrow - A Fantasy RP where you don't know the other characters!

Naw, nothing's been happening in the Discord either. Stone's basically been busy trying to plan everything out and get out the first posts for everyone, so we're all just chilling and doing things to other RPs.

The Wayfarer's Guild

_{@Rune_Alchemist@Aerandir@Guilty Spark@Asuras}

A fourth member, a few more minutes for introductions, and now there they were, standing within the transient quarters of the Cliffs. If Arskel was the deadend of the High Road, then this was the final manifestation of such reputation. Back alleys filled with trash and framed by hobbled-together sheds. Artwork slathered upon ruined walls and piles of stone too worthless to be cleaned up or repurposed. A whole city’s worth of inhabitants, squeezed into this small, sad place, to scrap together what remnants of a living the Age of Dreams offered them. Under the beating sun, Qantz-Farron felt for the flintstone in his pocket. The sharp edges of the rock scraped against his fingers, running the length of his ring, but he did not remove it. There would be another time to partake in such pleasures.

“Sera’s summary is sufficient,” he said, turning his gaze towards Vela. “But, if you’d rather uncover the answers you seek from the accounts of others, feel free to do so.” The man paused briefly, as if there was more to say, more to explain. But he did not continue talking. He smiled instead, smiled at the blindfolded woman who saw the world without her eyes.

And, under the beating sun, Qantz-Farron strode through the makeshift streets of the Cliff, his goal the shadows of the sewers.