Evil Ghost Note

Nomadic Odyssey: Fallen Virtue [Cancelled]

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“Our final battle? Very well. Chasing you around the world has become tiresome.”

Seshat

"And perhaps it will be satisfying to be rid of you," Oh-One's mechanical voice droned on. The rounds were absorbed by the barrier but Oh-One had scanned Seshat's systems and reacted to the laser cannons coming from her shoulders. The barrier was dropped as in a swift motion Oh-One stuck his hand out and fired a laser beam in return which collided with Seshat's beam and created a purple light. As the two blasts engaged in a tug of war with each other.

Snow and rocks were sent in all directions as Justin blew it all away. He narrowed his eyes at Oh-One, seeing this mechanical freak in vivid detail started getting him pissed off. He was engaged in a tug-of-war with Seshat... Time to add to it, Justin pointed one hand at Oh-One as he fired a laser beam of his own. Oh-One used his free hand to counter his laser beam with another one of his so-called "Perfect-Beams". He knew that Oh-One was strong enough to maintain both but Justin had an ace in the hole.

Oh-Seven's hand transformed into a rocket launcher as she leveled the crosshairs right on him before letting one loose directly at Oh-One. It hit him dead center which knocked him off-balanced and the two beams sent him flying across the snowy tundra... and with a flip, he charged back into the battle. Natural for the fucking terminator... Justin raised his hand in the air and his sound-scythe came spinning from the heavens as he jumped forward and slashed at Oh-One with the scythe.

Oh-One activated his moonlight blades and collided blade to blade. Creating a brilliant array of sparks as Justin slashed away at Oh-One... before getting punched directly in the face and got sent skidding across the snowy wastes. Oh-One activated his moonlight blades again and raised it in the air and brought it down on Justin... who countered by raising the snath and collided. He was sent back a few inches but Justin pushed forward as he stared down Oh-One.

"You are beneath me, Justin." Oh-One taunted.

"You're not gonna be saying that when you're six feet under, bud," Justin hissed as he looked over his shoulder at Oh-Seven. "... Get the power stone, both of you! I'll hold off the T1000 here!"

"On it!" Oh-Seven shouted as her feet transformed into jet boosters and she flew off towards the monster.

"You will find that is easier said than done," Oh-One replied.

"... Do you ever shut up?"

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Not into whips and chains, but salt in my wounds get me going.

@silvermist1116

that sounds oddly disturbing coming from you

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Easy there 49 Shades of Gray

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You must be punished for your crimes

Soldiers of Fortune

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While the cart was traveling towards the watchtower, the archer team was getting into position in the treeline. Ceri frowned as she stepped through the undergrowth, careful to watch her feet with the lowlight making it more difficult to see. She stopped as she reached the edge of the trees and tilted her head to look up at the watchtower. The crossbowmen were just visible since she knew where to look - but it would be hard to take them out from where they were. Especially from the low height, she was at. But it did have the advantage of making it easy to stay hidden.

"It's not going to be easy to hit them from here," she commented quietly, narrowing her eyes towards the tower. "And I'm going to need to get higher to even have a chance."

Morag-Nog nodded. The bait group had it easy, all they had to do was ride a cart. Meanwhile, Morag-Nog and the archers are out here barely navigating using the night sky. The first thing that Morag-Nog was going to do was invent an efficient light source. However, she sneered at Ceri.

"I'd be surprised if one of us lands a shot from here," Morag-Nog whispered.

Ceri could easily climb up a tree and shoot from there if she had time to get up there. Her gaze moved from the watchtower to the cart that had just been stopped. "We won't have much time to properly get into position before the fighting breaks out."

"We'll just have to make the most with what we got, won't we?" Morag-Nog said with a grin as she raised her custom made crossbow, the Tusk... and realized that she probably couldn't see it.

Scrapbeak was remaining quiet, keeping his crossbow at the ready, intently focusing on the watchtower, adjusting his vision for the dark. The only sound he was making was a low, repeating inhale-exhale. He disappeared from the other two, eyeing one of the large sycamores. It was an ancient tree, probably a hundred or so years old, with white branches that nearly scraped the sky. Scrapbeak nodded in silent thought, his dole black eyes darting from branch to branch. Then he knelt and began to fiddle with his leg.

"You're right," Ceri nodded. She squinted her eyes against the darkness as she pulled her bow off her back, hands easily finding an arrow and nocking it without needing to look. She decided against trying to get higher and moved to a spot where she had some cover, but could still see. Well, as much as she could in the darkness.

Morag-Nog followed her... keeping her distance if they use magic or explosives. She wasn't perfect at gauging distances but she guessed that she was at least five meters away from Ceri. The Tusk was primed with merely a single action... Morag-Nog was just waiting for the signal.

It was the sounds of the battle breaking out from the cart that alerted them to things starting.

Ceri raised her bow, pulling the string taut and aiming for where she was fairly certain she'd seen a bandit in the tower. She let the arrow fly towards her target and quickly nocked another one. From a sturdy bough of the sycamore, a bolt fired. Scrapbeak sat straddling the bough, using the increased distance to fire down at the tower. Where his simple prosthetic normally extended from his stump of a right leg, a sickle-like blade now attached, covered in remnants of bark and sap.

The very second that Morag-Nog heard the chaos, she aimed for another bandit and cut loose... and the Tusk automatically reloaded and she fired another and another.

Three arrows flew from the treeline, out towards the top of the watchtower. The bandit guards, watching the road from their posts between the battlements, never saw a thing coming. They laughed to themselves at first as their ground team bullied yet another cart driver laden with goods. Their laughter was caught short by the sound of an arrow striking flesh. Ceri's hit first, piercing the throat of her target. The man cried out, blood gushing from the wound with a horrible gurgle. The other three turned around to see what was the matter, but it was too late. One guard was struck once in the left flank, then again in the center of his chest, just ascent of his breastbone; the bolts of Tusk tore through his cloth armor like it was tissue paper. A third guard turned to run towards the trapdoor leading down into the tower, but before he could get there, a crossbow bolt from Scrapbeak pierced his left temple, running through his head and toppling the man into a heap. The final guard turned to run as Tusk fired again, but the arrow flew off course and struck him in the side of the thigh. He cried out and collapsed, clutching his leg but still very much alive. Slowly, he crawled towards the trapdoor, attempting to flee to safety.

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LIMITS ⫻

Water Creation: Oscar's water creation ability has a range of five meters and given that there isn't really a whole lot of moisture in most environments (You can get a handful of water out the air).

Water & Liquid Manipulation: The Manipulation ability has a range of twelve meters and is linked to his stamina. Using it tires him out and he can roughly keep it going for about five or ten minutes consistently.

Electrification & Electrical Charge: Oscar can only keep the electrification going for a short amount of time, about a minute, and needs to rest for five before he can do it again.

Earth Wall: Because it's not exactly in tune with his personality it's very difficult to keep going. Oscar will have to dedicate all of his energy, focus, and more, towards keeping it standing. He also can't go any more than three feet away from it.

WEAKNESSES ⫻

Water Creation/Water & Liquid Manipulation: The usage of these two spells drains Oscar of his internal water and leaves him dry, dehydrated, and more. It also renders him weak against electrical attacks... which is why he should never use his electric powers with his water one.

Electrification/Electrical Charge: Using these abilities are bright, loud, and thus make it difficult to see and hear. In addition, he's not immune to electricity and any water touching him will cause him to electrocute himself.

Earth Wall: The wall isn't the most solid thing and while it can take individual blows, it won't be able to stop huge, area of effect attacks. In addition, Oscar basically has to be glued to it in order for it to be effective.

Recollections: The Othergrounds [Complete]

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“Maybe you should find a bag to carry all of them,”

Isla

"Does it look like there's a bag here?" Zoey answered... rather obliviously, but the only thing on Zoey's mind was a God damn cigarette. Oh boy, if it wasn't torturing herself, she would take mini breaks from cigarettes just to be reminded about how good they taste. Still, she slid her hands into her pockets as she walked onto the train because why not? Isla asked a good question and suddenly Finn started answering and Zoey realized that this, maybe, wasn't a good idea.

"F-for the most part this...this train goes westward. Th-the Virginias, Ohio, I-Indiana and Illinois, but I th-think one of the lines goes up to New York. But...It's kinda hard to tell...which line we are on. Y-yeah...and we might...be able to...find a railroad map or...something...

Finn

Zoey dramatically pulled the cigarette from in between her lips as she looked at Finn from the side.

"... Why do you sound super unsure, sugar?" Zoey asked with a raised eyebrow. "There something you ain't telling us?" Zoey pressed on.

"Ease up," Hagan sharply commanded Zoey... who replied with a shrug before she put her cigarette back in between her lips.

However, when the last member of their group of strangers got on... the doors suddenly closed themselves.

"Oh shit!" Zoey said as the cigarette fell out of her mouth. Before the speakers spoke,

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"... Oh boy," Zoey muttered as she ran over to the door and tried to pry it open as the train started. And then kept moving through the strange, strange city. However, the train went faster and faster - or did the enviroment start moving. Soon enough, it seemed as if reality was unraveling by a thread. Buildings were collapsing as it was starting to become a black void.

"... What the fuck?!" Zoey said as she stopped trying to open the door... only out of fear of what would happen if they got off.

They heard that familiar voice again... the one they heard when that familiar voice of a little girl.

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"Please."

"I'm begging you."

"Just..."

"... Let it happen."

"I'm just so lonely!"

"I used the last of my power to bring you here."

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"... I don't like where this is going!" Zoey shouted.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Meifeng stared down Vashti as she shook her head at her. The girl was obvious under the impression that the Coven was in trouble... but what was a priority to Meifeng was getting her patched up because she looked like she was damn near ready to die. Fortunately, Meifeng had a medkit in hand.

"We're not here to arrest you witches," Meifeng started as she walked over towards the girl and gestured for her to stay down. "Don't get back up, you'll probably kill yourself trying..." Meifeng trailed off as she warned her,

"I'm going have to take your shirt off to get at the wound, okay?" Meifeng grit as the disgusting sight didn't even bother her.

“I want to go look, but I don’t want to go alone, after everything that’s happened, will you come with me?”

Maya

Trevor smiled. But he had to stay on his toes, if he went somewhere with this chick she could say that he touched her butt or something. Trevor looked down... shit, she ain't got one. Trevor also didn't want to look like a pussy either. Why can't life be simple and not throw these situations his way? Why?

"Why of-" Trevor had to suppress his accent again. "...of course,"

Trevor turned towards Meifeng as he said, "My probate-ee is going dead person hunting and I'm going to accompany her for emotional support."

Meifeng shook her head as she knew that they were getting a bit too close but right now she had different priorities. With a sigh, Meifeng ordered, "Go! And no funny business!" One of these days I'm going to kill him.

The Hound's head moved, just slightly to look down on Alyssa. The Hound dramatically leaps from the top of the Ferris wheel down to the ground... and when he hit the ground he disappeared into a cloud of black fog and walked alongside Lyss. Maximilian out of reflex had coated himself in the shining blue crystals as Meifeng merely crossed her arms and looked at him.

"Ease yourself," The Hound said to Maximilian, "I did not come here to do battle."

The Hound's neck unnaturally turned towards Lyss... in the blink of an eye, he was colossal. And Lyss was merely an ant compared to him. He stared down Alyssa for a few moments before he softly spoke,

"I am here for the soul of Elise Hart," The Hound just blankly stated before he looked at the rest of the group. "Finding her body will be a fool's errand as a certain... apparition took it."

At this point, the wound around Madison's side was patched up and she stood up as she stared at the Hound. She wanted to activate the Jaws but... he wouldn't let her. She hissed as she listened to that bastard speak and she got more and more annoyed. That thing is the only reason why she doesn't her cousin anymore. It was to the point where she didn't even bother listening to what he said as she was barely being restrained by the Hound.

"... There are only four apparitions in use by the Coven, and three are here," Claudette started as everything clicked... of course, it didn't require a degree in rocket science to figure it out.

"Babylon the Great has killed and abscised Elise Hart," The Hound spoke as he walked on past the DENS and the Coven. "Do with that information as you please, it is not my place to interfere..."

The Hound walked towards the site where Ellie was killed

Recollections: Magnanimous (Urban fantasy/horror RP about the magical scions of a great man who try to figure out his past)

Interested! :) I tried to join the discord and it said it was invalid :(

@Lionhearted

I fixed it

roleplayerguild.com/topics/182919-rec…

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@FernStone accepted