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>That awkward moment when you learn the religious revival movement you were headin was actually a vehicle for a Lovecraftian Abomination masquerading as a God to jack your body and take over the world
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>That moment when you realize that you can only do fandom RPs because you're bad at original characters. This is what I get for never playing DnD
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Anime done... now I just need to read over a million words of book. @_@


Bah, I didn't bother to read the books. I don't see why you need to :P

@Flamelord: It's a fairly busy modern-ish city with a large, fancy museum, basically.


Got it.
Archer, JSDF Base
@Constantine

Archer heard his Master's call for a souvenir, but he ignored that. In Spirit Form he couldn't interact with solid objects, so there'd be no chance of bringing anything back for Louise if he didn't want to be discovered. That'd just be how this sort of thing went though, and she would have to deal with it. But he had a feeling that that wouldn't be much of a problem for her so long as he came back with some good things.

The expanse between the fence and the base was crossed in moments, the invisible Archer taking advantage of his superior Servant speed to cross the distance in a flash. He looked about then at the soldiers going about their business, confirming that they couldn't see him before he moved on. Just to be sure, since there was no point in running in and then getting shot a lot. But they didn't, as one might have expected.

He moved on then, wandering between buildings until he located the armory. Entrance was easy, simply a matter of walking through the wall, and he was inside. Sharp eyesight slid across racks and boxes of weapons and bombs. Assault rifles, machine guns, pistols, and more, all waiting for him. But only a few caught his interest, those special ones made by his company, those American guns whose workings he could see in the back of his mind and like the back of his hand. Those made by his company that he now took advantage of and wrote to memory. With these at his call he'd have a real arsenal to use against them.

When he was finished, he was quick to return to his master, who looked incredibly bored. That boredom would vanish as he returned to Material Form, grinning. "Mission accomplished Master," he told her. He showed off then, a hand extended, and white light flared, shiny dots coagulating in mere milliseconds before vanishing, leaving him with a solid object. In one hand he had a Colt Anaconda, and in the other he had an M4 Carbine. "I think we're all set on the guns front."
So, uh, I suppose I can fudge things a bit when it comes to weapons, so me and Constantine don't have to spend the next page running aaround town/to the nearest US Army base?
Vita, not sure if you want to write up Cinder's arrival at wherever it is she's supposed to go, or if you'd rather just tell me where and I can write up the description myself.
Archer, JSDF Compound
@Constantine

What Louise told Archer as she flew along beside him wasn't entirely gibberish, thanks to the Grail, but he would admit that he was a tad lost. He'd certainly like to understand magic more, but for the moment they didn't really have the time to teach him everything he would like to know. He had his Item Construction and such, and that would have to be good enough. "I see," he replied with a smirk. Why was he not surprised to hear that from his Master?

Soon they arrived, moving past the city limits to the outskirts of town, where a chain link fence separated the military base from the rest of the area. He landed light in his feet, looking towards the cluster of buildings beyond as his Master came down beside him. She had managed to keep up, so that was another thing he could be grateful for. Not that Archer didn't mind carrying her, but knowing that she could get around on her own power would be nice.

He nodded in agreement when addressed. "I'll go in and check things out, so it'd be best for you to stay back here and not draw attention to yourself. Call me if you need any assistance." He didn't think she would, since a Master would have to be pretty dumb to get in a fight right outside a military base where anyone could see, but one never knew. He'd known some stupid people in his time.

"Well, I'm off then." With a grin and a wave he headed towards the fence before shifting into his Spirit Form and vanishing from sight. That would be followed by hopping the fence and moving towards the armory. Time to see what he could find.
Archer, Chemistry Department Rooftop, Ukatan University
@Constantine

Archer watched with some interest as Louise retrieved a device and showed him a picture of a chain link fence. Well, that was interesting, especially for someone apparently averse to having some sort of personal defense weapon, if her silence was an indication. One had to wonder how she was fine with breaking and entering a military installation, but wasn't willing to use a gun herself. Very strange, to say the least.

"Alright then. Try and keep up Master," he replied with a wink before jumping off of the roof, using her Servant abilities to bound further and higher than any normal human would be able to. They'd just have to hope that no one was looking and noticed the two people on the horizon. Otherwise it would be a tad awkward.

At the same time, he just hoped she could keep up. If not, then he'd go back for her. Given that she produced a broom though, he was guessing she could fly. And with that in mind, he headed for the base she had pointed out, his eyesight making it all the easier as they went at a rapid pace.
@The book of bad juju@TrixyTrix

The Grief Seed, so recently harvested, drew in the despair that it was being fed like a sponge, the jewel growing progressively blacker as it accumulated. Such a tactic was extremely reckless and dangerous, since the outcome of a Grief Seed was something every Magical Girl was familiar with. And with how it was being fed by the flow of despair from Violetta, who knew how powerful it might end up?

Though Violetta tried to divorce herself of the object before it could go further, it was too late. The Grief Seed twinkled, it's flight arrested in midair as the air itself rippled and flexed, before a wave of darkness rushed out, engulfing both magical girls and the immediate area, twisting and shaping reality.

When it faded, they would find themselves in a winter wonderland. In the distance chimney stacks jutted into the sky, puffing out clouds that turned into falling snow. Closer to home, trees of glass and ice made a forest, cut by interspersed paths that disoriented and made maneuvering difficult with the inversion of 'up' and 'down. As it stood now, the fight had been put on hold in favor of locating each other, if either magical girl was willing to do that. No familiars appeared yet, the Witch still apparently in the process of generating them, but it would not be long. And if they stayed transformed, it would not be long until the familiars tracked them down.

But given the situation, that might be a risk worth taking. One could never say for sure, in the uncertainty of a Witches Labrynth
Gonna wait a couple more days for Storm. It's school time and stuff right about now, isn't it? But after a bit, Chloe's gonna disengage so as not to be left behind in the shuffle.


Okay then.

I'll have a GM description type post up for the fight soon. Since I assume I'm controlling our friend neighborhood Ice Witch, @the book of bad juju.
So Violetta is becoming a witch? There is no way Alice is going to allow that!!! Since she believes Vio is a good person being forced to work for the Authority like Juju said. xD


Nah. She's deliberately pushing the Grief Seed she has past the limit so it hatches into a Witch. Which will ironically serve to reduce the amount of property damage caused.
Hm, deliberately creating a Witch. Certainly an unorthodox combat tactic.
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