Flood

The War of the Three: Exodus

@Lmpkio

Fire Midget is accepted by me.

One Piece: New Horizons!

"Oilburn" Slick Drake

@BCTheEntity

Slick smiled as the bad liar collapsed to the floor with ease, Drik rifled through his pockets to find a good amount of metal shinys, flammable fuel for art, pointy sharp stuff, a lot of watches, and a photo of the bad liar's family. Slick frowned at the sight of this, he was disappointed now. You can't make art without the full set. Oh well, at least they have lots of metal shinys now. There was also a lot of apples, Slick liked apples. He took one for himself and bit down on the juicy apple, it was good but it would be better if it was cooked with cinnamon. As he thought about this he began walking towards the marketplace to go buy foods for everyone, food was important.

After much confusion involving Slick repeatedly referring to ham as "oink oink art", Drik and Slick were able to procure enough food to last the crew until the next island, maybe longer if they rationed carefully. Which they weren't, not if Slick had anything to say about it. After having the food sent to the ship he decided to just follow Drik wherever, maybe Drik would know where to make good art.

The War of the Three: Exodus

@Gardevoiran

No problems here.

Hikari Academy

@KoL

I am giving @floodtalon until morrow to respond, he has been on, but has made no post, if he doesn't respond I will have a reaction up tomorrow night at the latest

@Cerces22

Will post within the hour. Inspiration has been low on my end lately. If I don't end up posting feel free to just move on.

Final Fantasy: Reverence [Spots Open]

Hade

Rainbow Cathedral
@Sho Minazuki

Well it was official, Hade had absolutely no idea where he was going. After entering the cathedral he had started wandering around looking for the old man in the robes, only to realize there were several old men with robes and that he had no idea where to start. So his next option was to backtrack back the receptionist, but he had absolutely no idea where that was. Now he was just standing around in some hallway looking around for an exit so he could start over, reading some more from the book in hopes of it giving him a clue on the identity of the mystery man. He was also reading passages out loud in the hopes that someone here recognized the contents of the books, that would be a pretty major revelation if someone did in fact recognize it.

The War of the Three: Exodus

@Lmpkio

No problems here.

The War of the Three: Exodus

@Lmpkio

I do hope you plan on making Follower sheets for her squadmates.

The Astral Projection is a bit iffy to me right now, I'll wait for what the other GMs have to say about it. As long as it's not as strong as the original I have no problems, but I would like you to expand upon it further. Can it use all of Cherami's techniques? How fast is it compared to her? How strong is it compared to her? Things like that.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Heartless-Trainyard

@Old Amsterdam@ProPro

"Pathetic child!" Oh god fucking damnit. Heartless didn't even bother turning to see who was yelling in his direction, taking the opportunity to keep moving as far as possible before something bad happened. Then something bad happened less than a second later. "You waste your time with compassion. Should've just kept running, and maybe I'd have forgotten about you." At that Heartless couldn't help himself and he actually did turn himself around.

"Alright for one, that's a goddamn lie and you know it." The clone began to pull Heartless towards herself just like she did earlier, he could feel himself get ripped out of his shadow form as he fought to stay anchored in place, he was losing that fight though. "And for two..." Heartless threw the knife in his hand at her chest, fully expecting her to dodge as he reached into his jacket. "FUCK YOU!" A gunshot echoed through the warehouse followed by the clattering of a gun onto the concrete as Heartless fought his natural instinct to grab his wrist which was very much in pain. Probably a sprain, never fire a gun with one hand. He aimed for the chest, so he had a room for error at the very least, but he needed to get the fuck out of there before some other asshat decided to go for him and the kid.

"Kid, if you don't put this shit into your stupid report I swear to god... Just remember that Heartless saved your ass from dying a pathetic death in a warehouse full of fucking flesh puddles on my fucking boot." Heartless seethed as accidentally stepped into a gross puddle of what appeared to be flesh. Absolutely disgusting.

The War of the Three: Exodus

@Sho Minazuki

A proper Machina indeed, I'll wait for the finished product but so far it looks good.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Heartless-Trainyard

@Old Amsterdam

Shit went down hard to say the least. Heartless was in the middle of escaping when something pulled him out of the ground. First off, that shouldn't have been physically possible. Second off, there was a rush of clones looking to trample him and the rest of the Jacks, so that was bad. One of the Wards called out a kill order, which was a silver lining to this absolute shit situation at the very least. A knife slid out of Heartless's sleeve and began carving into various clones, every time one of them took a swing at him their fists would phase right through his chest and they would be gurgling blood as his knife passed right through their soft fleshy throats. It was surprisingly easy to kill a man Heartless concluded, almost disturbingly so. The area was engulfed in chaos, a car was tossed around at one point, Thunderbolt tossed train engine, hopefully not the one with the guards locked in it.

As he carved his way through the enemies, he noticed something small out of the corner of his eye. Jesus christ the kid is still here, why is the kid still here. Why isn't she a dinosaur, why hasn't she run away, why was she just curled up on the floor like someone waiting to die. "God fucking damnit, of all the times for me to choose not to be a human shit stain." Heartless mumbled to himself as he decided on his course of action. He pushed his way to Lillian, capitalizing on his immaterial form to make his way to her position. He became solid and reached out for her, grabbing her and lifting her up to her feet as gently as he could in the middle of a battlefield. She was cut, it looked pretty bad for someone of her size and age. Hell it would've looked pretty bad for someone of his size and age.

"Alright, let's get a move on. You're pretty fucking lucky you just happened to be on my way out." This was complete and utter bullshit, but not even he was apathetic enough to let an 8 year old die. Not when he could do something about it. A loud gunshot rang out or was that his ears ringing? Probably Headhunter's work, not many people had guns that loud. Or at least he hoped not many people had guns that loud. As he was distracted by his thoughts a clone ran up to him and managed to get a solid punch in, fucking rattled his brain. He almost dropped Lillian, but he caught her at the last second. "I am either the biggest idiot I know or a goddamn saint." He growled as his knife flashed through the air, planting itself in the head of the clone who punched him nearly 4 inches deep. Another knife dropped into his hand from the other sleeve as he staggered out of the warehouse with Lillian slung over one shoulder, fuck this kid was heavy.