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Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Maritza Verenna

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With soft groan and a tight hiss, Maritza slowly came to, light gently streaming in through the window of her room. Despite taking a brief dip in the Candaeln's healing baths the night before the Naga was still sore. Rising form her "bed", a pair of mattresses shoved together on the floor, she looked over at her dress gambeson.

The poor garment was a mess. Covered in more than it's fair share of bloodstains, mostly other peoples; it had also been torn up in several places while protecting her from the consequences of her rampage the previous night. Shaking her head, Maritza muttered to herself with a chuckle. "Yeah, that's not gonna fly for another party."

Throwing on her usual sleeveless tunic and belt, the Naga tossed the battle-worn gambeson over her shoulder and headed out of her room in search of breakfast and hopefully a maid to help with her problem.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Maritza Verenna

Interactions: @VitaVitaAR, @Raineh Daze @HereComesTheSnow

With the necromancer's death and the rescue of the Nem's sister, the battle was over. Letting her axe drop to her side, Maritza watched as the strange runes glowing along the edge of it's blade slowly faded back to inert metal. A small sigh passed the Naga's lips as she rolled her shoulders, wincing slightly. Though her system was still chock full of adrenaline, Mari could already begin to feel the innumerable small cuts, abrasions and bruises that now covered her body.

Taking quick stock of the situation, the Naga slid over towards Dame Tyaethe and snagged up the rope that had previously bound the Nem. "Pardon, but I've got an appropriate use for this." The Knight Serpenta said, gesturing with her head towards the surrendered mage.

Not bothering with anything else, she slid back to their newfound prisoner whom Gerard was holding at blade-point. Slipping behind the Mage, Maritza offered Segremors a silent nod as she set about tying up the Mage's hands.

Advance on Distant Proxima (Mecha RPG)

Honestly? I'm kinda against the idea. While I love Discord, I've found that every single RP on here with a discord chat has died a horrible death.

Advance on Distant Proxima (Mecha RPG)

Fox

As the AO exploded into the chaos of battle, Fox felt himself grinning behind his helmet. For the first time in years the young man was back on the battlefield; and in a weird, twisted sort of way it felt like coming home. It was time for him to earn his keep.

Briefly getting a look at the underside of one of the bogie's arms, Fox clicked his tongue in frustration. More of the same metallic skin; and no joints. "Alright, new plan..." He muttered to himself, looking for another potential weak point to target.

Ignoring the bandit currently under sustained fire, Fox turned his attention to the Alien machine locked in melee with Aurora. As the BTF pilot ripped into it's side, Fox noted both the damage inflicted and the opposition's method of return fire. "That should do nicely. Let's see how you handle this..." The young man once again murmured to himself, new targets identified.

Taking aim, Fox fired off four rounds; two into the exposed secondary layer, two into the base of the monster's spines. Covering the distance at supersonic speeds, the bolt thrower's saber darts would burrow several dozen centimeters into their target before detonating a shaped explosive charge to inflict as much internal damage as possible. At least, this is what they were designed to do.

Not waiting to see the results of his handiwork, Fox immediately pushed the Outrider into motion. Slipping over the ridge he'd fired from, Fox relocated a couple hundred meters to one side before cresting another dune and settling back into a firing position.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Death to 2020.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Maritza could end the mage, but I figured I'd give @HereComesTheSnow a chance to post.

Advance on Distant Proxima (Mecha RPG)

Fox

"Shit."

Fox's casual profanity went effectively unnoticed against the metallic screeching of the unknown hostiles. As the smaller exoframe seemed to not have drawn any attention yet, Fox took the opportunity to fully engage all of his stealth systems, the small suit momentarily dropping off allied sensors as it reconnected to their shared battlenet via tightbeam laser. With the Outrider's systems automatically highlighting the unknowns as assumed hostiles, Fox simply confirmed the assessment and let the computer handle the rest.

As the Her-Comm Suite's EW system kicked into high-gear searching for a counter to the unwelcome noise, the young man took moment to more carefully analyze their alien attackers. Frowning at the lack of any clear joints or other separations in their armor, Fox let out a small sigh of relief as EW system's AI produced a countermeasure; the incessant mechanical chattering finally coming to a halt.

<<Aurora, Gypsy; See if you can't get your dance partners to lift their arms. I'd like a clean shot at the underside of them. Outrider over.>>

The young man said, disseminating the emergency countermeasure to the rest of the squad through their shared battlenet.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

There we go. Snek lady is posted for.

Though seriously, shit's crazy AF right now. The fact the we all seem to still be somewhat present and accounted for is a freaking miracle in my book.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Maritza Verenna

Interactions: @VitaVitaAR, @HereComesTheSnow

For several moments, the Naga seemed to not notice the slimy monstrosity as she set about destroying the remaining skeletal knights with her signature brutal efficiency. It was only after crushing the last skeleton between her coils, it's aged breastplate crumpling beneath her might, that the Naga turned to face the newest arrival to the battlefield. And for the first time that night, Maritza didn't charge.

Rearing back, the Naga let out a low, snarling hiss. Despite their objective being right before them, every instinct in her body screamed to NOT fight the monster before her. For a split second, logic, instinct and duty fought for control of Maritza's next more. Out of the corner of her eye, She saw the cross-guard of Gerard's sword be repulsed by the sorceress' barrier. Now there was a fight she could win.

Fainting a charge back in, Maritza diverted her momentum at the last moment; instead rushing headlong towards Gerard and the mage. Throwing a brief jog into her charge, the Knight Serpenta began spinning her newfound axe in a bid to build up as powerful of a charge as she could. As she slid around Gerard, Maritza snapped her axe to a two-handed grip once more as she swung on the mage. Closing her eyes at the last possible second, the Naga braced herself for whatever came next. Magic on magic tended to be rather spectacular.

Uncertainty. (A preexisting Starcraft RP)

[Stefan]

In response to Ivan, the ancient super-soldier sighs almost dejectedly. "Fine, take all my fun away. I'll do this the boring way." Still grumbling under his breath, Stefan returns the nuke to the storage container. Briefly fiddling with his tech, he patches into the Fury of Terra's systems and projects up a 3d holographic map of the surrounding area.

As the holomap comes completely online, Stefan addresses Shadow. "First, Experience. I earned my commission the hard way; back in the days of the Confederacy. Two, I've spent a lot less time on ice than you have. Third, War is my life. There is no human body underneath this shell, no possibility of settling down, of retiring. If this body does age, I have yet to notice it. And fourth, I've made the most of my time. I've studied, practiced and implemented both the art & science of war." For a moment, Stefan truly seems to look his age; the super-soldier who has watched more than a generation of allies, comrades and friends develop, mature, grow old, retire and eventually die. It's a sad and lonely face.

In the awkward silence following Stefan's monologue the holomap's projector chirps, lighting up with IFF markings. The projection paints a stark picture; the colonists being vastly outnumbered by the Zerg horde. Returning to the task at hand, the super-solder quickly sizes up the situation. "Alright Shadow, what's the effective range limit on that flash freeze of yours? How long can you keep it up for? How far into the ground can you reach with it? I spotted a Nydus network when I dropped in, so that'll need to be dealt with." Stefan asks, rattling off his questions in rapid-fire succession; the super-solider having switched from happy-go-lucky berserker to cold-blooded tactician with an almost unnerving swiftness. Not missing a beat, he casts a quick glance over at Amanda. "Are the colonies' class-3 terraformers still working?"

Pausing for a moment, the woman in question stares off into space; thinking. "Uhh... Yes. They're currently offline to conserve power, but they are one the few things we've managed to avoid stripping for parts."

"Good. That'll simplify things. Get them powered up."

Nodding, Amanda takes a couple of steps back from the group and starts barking orders into her comms.