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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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To be honest, the IC hasn't done much to contradict that picture aside from Beacon character perspectives anyway :V
Lenier
Bone merged back together, flesh and muscle wove itself back into a single whole as the regeneration did its work. His wounds vanished and a leg sprouted from the stump that had been there previously. It wasn't exactly a pleasant experience to feel, but it was the sort of strange irritation that he could endure with a casual ease. It was the unfortunate fate of a Daybreaker that this sort of wound was not foreign to him.
"Uugh, got dust in my mouth," Lenier grumbled as he rose to his feet. For a moment he swayed, his balance not all it was cracked up to be at first. But a few seconds later he got his feet back under him as the regeneration finished. Just in time for him to step to the side to dodge a shard of bone that protruded through the exact spot where he had been sitting. That would have been bad.
Hefting the torch that was his Crown, Lenier wasted no time in springing into actin, smashing projections and spires of bone as he cast a bolt of blue flame at the Tyrant that had taken his leg from him. With the three of them working together this thing would not stand a cha-
Before he had the opportunity to finish that sentence, there was the loud sound of impact, and suddenly he was flying. Again. Well this time it was more accurate to say that he was falling along with the rest of the building towards the ground. Which unfortunately for him was a long way away. Damn it.
He reoriented as he was falling, springing off a nearby piece of rubble to launch himself towards their opponent. Aerial parkour was put to use as he drew close, yet he would not get in melee range. Instead he pointed his torch forward and let loose with a stream of blue fire upon the Tyrant, to last just as long as he was falling until he hit the ground. He was not going to spend this entire fight regenerating, that was for sure
Bone merged back together, flesh and muscle wove itself back into a single whole as the regeneration did its work. His wounds vanished and a leg sprouted from the stump that had been there previously. It wasn't exactly a pleasant experience to feel, but it was the sort of strange irritation that he could endure with a casual ease. It was the unfortunate fate of a Daybreaker that this sort of wound was not foreign to him.
"Uugh, got dust in my mouth," Lenier grumbled as he rose to his feet. For a moment he swayed, his balance not all it was cracked up to be at first. But a few seconds later he got his feet back under him as the regeneration finished. Just in time for him to step to the side to dodge a shard of bone that protruded through the exact spot where he had been sitting. That would have been bad.
Hefting the torch that was his Crown, Lenier wasted no time in springing into actin, smashing projections and spires of bone as he cast a bolt of blue flame at the Tyrant that had taken his leg from him. With the three of them working together this thing would not stand a cha-
Before he had the opportunity to finish that sentence, there was the loud sound of impact, and suddenly he was flying. Again. Well this time it was more accurate to say that he was falling along with the rest of the building towards the ground. Which unfortunately for him was a long way away. Damn it.
He reoriented as he was falling, springing off a nearby piece of rubble to launch himself towards their opponent. Aerial parkour was put to use as he drew close, yet he would not get in melee range. Instead he pointed his torch forward and let loose with a stream of blue fire upon the Tyrant, to last just as long as he was falling until he hit the ground. He was not going to spend this entire fight regenerating, that was for sure
Fair, also would you prefer tossing post at each other or collab?
I don't really mind either way, to be honest. But I don't see why we can't just toss posts at each other :P
Good to hear I'm not the only striving to avoid spoilers though @Flamelord
Actually I just find a page full of spoiler tags to be annoying in a slightly irrational way. That's all
Penny might drop in for a chat, as it somewhat sounds like Alicia is in her part of town.
That'd be fun. Feeling a bit lonely n the character interaction front (Not helped by everyone compulsively putting their stuff in spoilrs, but I remain defiant and strong against that)
Roughly what time is it in your post?
Afternoon, roughly 3-4 pm
Alicia Hayden
The week, as it so happened, and been fairly uneventful. Alicia had met with Penny a couple times in the name of getting to know her better. She had also helped with Janet's training when necessary to bring her more into the lifestyle that Beacon espoused. And there was the usual patrols, hunts, that sort of thing. Nothing which indicated that anything was amiss.
Yet she knew that that wasn't the case. Things were getting more tense, Beacon members getting harassed by other girls closer to their turf, and not even the kind that were necessarily monsters or dark magical girls either. The incident at the park had poisoned the well, and the fact of the matter remained that there wasn't exactly any way for Beacon to earn peoples trust back when they couldn't exactly make a show of their good intentions. The decentralization didn't help, much less the hardliners within the organization itself.
She'd done some asking around herself, but what she found out wasn't of much use. They had the body of the girl that had sparked the incident but hadn't been able to bring her back alive obviously. Well, if you didn't mind the rumors that the corpse was a fake. But that was patently ridiculous. What kind of fake could be created that could trick the brightest minds that Beacon had? That was just the problem when dealing with magic. There were too many possibilities for how this incident had happened to account for them all. And unfortunately Occam's Razor meant that they didn't exactly get the benefit of the doubt.
Still, at that point she had to leave it be. Surely the Beckoners were working on it, and it didn't seem like there was any room to contribute when she had no evidence to go on. All that they could do was focus on protecting their own, and making sure that Beacon stood ready for whatever hardship came its way. They might be hated but they still had their unity and their loyalty to each other. As long as they had that, they would be strong.
At the moment, she was on patrol. Well, not so much patrol as a reconnaissance mission. There'd been rumors of a monster girl nest encroaching on Beacon turf, one of those groups that had decided they wanted to be a bit bolder now that Beacon was on the backfoot. That was why she was here now, to see whether it was true and how much of a problem it would be. If they were gonna be raising trouble then they would have to be dealt with. Simple as that.
She was currently in her civilian guise as she walked down the busy sidewalk, glancing at the sticky not with the address on it. It was after school and she was on the move now, much like everyone else. The hope was that the monster girls would be out doing monster girl things at the moment, allowing her to sneak in and look the place over before they got back. She might find some evidence that would make the decision easier and more factually supported.
"Guess this is is." The girl came to a stop in front of an old garage, where they had set up shop. It gave them some privacy while still having access to people that they might need. Alicia moved into the alley without hesitation, slipping towards the back as she searched for windows. Those she would use to see if anyone was there at the moment, while she also looked for potential magical signatures. Either would validate what she had been told.
A nod to herself as she arrived in back. "looks like no one is home." It was nice when things went to plan. Arriving at the back door, she tested to see whether it was locked before moving to force the lock open if she had to. Once inside she would begin hr investigation of the place, to see if there was anything that indicated hostile intent. She hadn't imagined breaking and entering would be par of her career as a magical girl, but for this it couldn't be helped. Time to get to work
The week, as it so happened, and been fairly uneventful. Alicia had met with Penny a couple times in the name of getting to know her better. She had also helped with Janet's training when necessary to bring her more into the lifestyle that Beacon espoused. And there was the usual patrols, hunts, that sort of thing. Nothing which indicated that anything was amiss.
Yet she knew that that wasn't the case. Things were getting more tense, Beacon members getting harassed by other girls closer to their turf, and not even the kind that were necessarily monsters or dark magical girls either. The incident at the park had poisoned the well, and the fact of the matter remained that there wasn't exactly any way for Beacon to earn peoples trust back when they couldn't exactly make a show of their good intentions. The decentralization didn't help, much less the hardliners within the organization itself.
She'd done some asking around herself, but what she found out wasn't of much use. They had the body of the girl that had sparked the incident but hadn't been able to bring her back alive obviously. Well, if you didn't mind the rumors that the corpse was a fake. But that was patently ridiculous. What kind of fake could be created that could trick the brightest minds that Beacon had? That was just the problem when dealing with magic. There were too many possibilities for how this incident had happened to account for them all. And unfortunately Occam's Razor meant that they didn't exactly get the benefit of the doubt.
Still, at that point she had to leave it be. Surely the Beckoners were working on it, and it didn't seem like there was any room to contribute when she had no evidence to go on. All that they could do was focus on protecting their own, and making sure that Beacon stood ready for whatever hardship came its way. They might be hated but they still had their unity and their loyalty to each other. As long as they had that, they would be strong.
At the moment, she was on patrol. Well, not so much patrol as a reconnaissance mission. There'd been rumors of a monster girl nest encroaching on Beacon turf, one of those groups that had decided they wanted to be a bit bolder now that Beacon was on the backfoot. That was why she was here now, to see whether it was true and how much of a problem it would be. If they were gonna be raising trouble then they would have to be dealt with. Simple as that.
She was currently in her civilian guise as she walked down the busy sidewalk, glancing at the sticky not with the address on it. It was after school and she was on the move now, much like everyone else. The hope was that the monster girls would be out doing monster girl things at the moment, allowing her to sneak in and look the place over before they got back. She might find some evidence that would make the decision easier and more factually supported.
"Guess this is is." The girl came to a stop in front of an old garage, where they had set up shop. It gave them some privacy while still having access to people that they might need. Alicia moved into the alley without hesitation, slipping towards the back as she searched for windows. Those she would use to see if anyone was there at the moment, while she also looked for potential magical signatures. Either would validate what she had been told.
A nod to herself as she arrived in back. "looks like no one is home." It was nice when things went to plan. Arriving at the back door, she tested to see whether it was locked before moving to force the lock open if she had to. Once inside she would begin hr investigation of the place, to see if there was anything that indicated hostile intent. She hadn't imagined breaking and entering would be par of her career as a magical girl, but for this it couldn't be helped. Time to get to work
This is why I'm gonna be glad when the war starts. So Beacon can actually do things rather than get the short end of the stick
Anyway, @Vocab, are you expecting Bacon people to drop in on the Charlotte thing, or is it just something we should be worried about for in the future?
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