FujiwaraPhoenix

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Tiral glanced over at Lilianna as his initial magic barrage came to a stop, and the mage lowered his arm as he took the suggestion into account. Of course, removing the trolls would ordinarily take priority, but the initial assault had to be dealt with in order to cause the chaos needed to enter the fray in the first place. It wasn't like he was daft enough to continue the onslaught; that'd ruin his mana supply above all else, after all.

"You act as if I could keep up a magical assault like that all day. If the knights are to enter the fray, then is sowing chaos into the enemy forces not a useful ploy to make it easier to do so?" he asked, shrugging his shoulders as he realized that Marianne's own assault had also stopped. As soon as he turned over, the young man took note of his companion's words and sighed.

"There's only so much hot-bloodedness I can take in one day..." he thought to himself as both Marianne and her wolf charged into battle. In the end, it really did seem like focusing his efforts was the only thing left to do.

With another rapid incantation, Tiral stretched out his dagger once more, this time at a lone troll in the distance, before another wave of ice blades formed behind him and fired out. Unlike the last set, though, the weapons seemed to come out from a far smaller area at far greater a pace. The consumption of mana with this, at the very least, would be far less than it had been mere moments prior. Now, though, it was only a matter of if the weapons could pierce through and take the creature down.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

Kumozaki Keisuke

As soon as the first arrow was loosed, Keisuke immediately moved to take cover as he prepared his own weapon. The first shot was ineffectual, of course, but as a Master running out into the fray of battle would have been the worst possible course of action here. Skeletons had no real concept of 'focus' and could only be directed to a fault, so it was easy to lead them astray. Humans, of course, were far trickier to manipulate in that regard.

As soon as Atalanta declared a course of action, Keisuke gave a brisk nod and broke out of cover, forging ahead as his Servant's suppressive fire gave him leeway to follow after Medea. The Caster had, at this point, been calmly strolling forward, flicking her staff to and fro to knock any incoming spears and other such melee weapons aside with magic bullets of her own make.

"Hm... These don't seem to be soldiers native to Crete," she calmly remarked as a large magic sigil formed behind her back and began to glow in all sorts of colors. "Oh, well. Enemies are enemies, after all."

Without much care at all, the Caster pointed her staff forward and rained down a hail of magic upon the soldiers, watching idly as bodies (and parts of bodies) went flying.

"...Not even an attempt to defend or dodge...?" Keisuke mused to himself as he watched the carnage, catching himself as he narrowly dodged a blow from an incoming spearman before returning with a clean decapitation from his own weapon. "It's like their self-preservation instinct has gone completely haywire..."

It wasn't long before the combined assault of the two Servants (and Keisuke, for however much he had contributed) had wiped out the incoming enemies, which gave the group a moment of reprieve to catch their breath. Medea, of course, did not stand by for long.

"Let's keep moving ahead. If this is the warm welcome we recieved, then I can only imagine what could be occurring near our destination."

Without a moment to waste, Medea floated in the air before flying off in the direction of the labyrinth. With a sigh, Keisuke cracked his neck before running off in pursuit.

It wasn't long before the group had reached the entrance to the labyrinth, and the sight that would meet the group was almost baffling: a large group of soldiers, all dressed identically to the ones that had attacked them just a while earlier, were filing into the maze. The faint sounds of fighting could be heard even here, all the way through the walls, which caused Medea to pause and frown.

"I don't know how many of them there are in there, and though I don't doubt our ability to wipe them out, I would rather not accidentally anger the Minotaur within. Can I ask you two to enter and make contact instead? If he is in the same state as Medusa was when you met us, do not attempt to engage in combat. I'll need some time to set up a barrier here in case that worst-case scenario occurs, but otherwise try to convince him to join you," she said, holding out her staff as a spool of thread slowly formed in front of Keisuke. "Move quickly, now; I need to begin my own preparations, too."

Glancing between the soldiers and Medea, Keisuke nodded his head and calmly took the spool in hand before turning to Atalanta before nodding. Words, after all, weren't necessary for something like this.

With a dash, the Enforcer leaped forward, his katana's blade cleanly reflecting the light of the sun as he lopped through the soldiers, one after another.

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Ozymandias

"Statues... Yes, I cannot think of them as anything but statues," Medusa said walking inland as she turned her head around to face the other Servants. "But they may not be. I cannot remember anything about them at the moment, but my sisters likely remain within the midst of the island. Let us go."

With a somewhat irate look on his face, Ozymandias quietly followed close behind the other Rider, hoping that she would stop talking in ambiguities; the sooner, the better.

It wasn't long before the sound of combat became audible in the distance, which caused both Riders to quicken their pace to see the root cause. The scene in question, of course, was a young girl firing arrows at an array of stone soldiers, and, surprisingly enough, someone that seemed to be an identical twin of hers. Immediately, Medusa's body tensed up, and the Servant firmly gripped her dual weapons as she stepped forward.

"What is going on here?!" she asked, causing the former to freeze and lose focus for a moment as she turned to face Medusa.

"M-Medusa?! You're safe?!" the Archer asked before a ball of magic struck her shoulder and caused her to go flying.

"Euryale!"

In an instant, Medusa dashed forward towards the Archer, only to find that a bunch of stone soldiers had slowly moved into position to block her path.

"Move."

Without an inch of hesitation, the Rider threw herself forward, the rattling chains attached to her knives swinging around as she broke through in an attempt to make it to Euryale.

Ozymandias, watching as this entire scene unfolded in front of him, turned to stare at the other Servant--Stheno, or so he preseumed--and calmly aimed his staff at her. The goal was to rescue, but as before, disarming a Servant was far more difficult than killing one.

As this was all occurring, the old man on the ship simply shrugged his shoulders towards Meran, shaking his head as he did so.

"What can I say? The gods themselves have blessed this old beauty, and I'm very thankful for that, you know," he said, letting out a laugh as he calmly took a seat. "With that look on your face, little miss, you probably have a few more questions for me... Don't you?"

@KoL@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@Rin

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

@KoL: Don't worry, I think we can still work through this.

I'll have to ask you to have to deal with running alongside just Keisuke until the current sections are complete, but after that I should have an easy method of reuiniting the groups and just slightly modulating my plans from there.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Shokuhou Misaki

The sudden influx of JSDF personnel and policemen milling about soon after Misaki began looking around caused her a bit of headache, seeing as how controlling people wasn't particularly subtle if they moved about in groups. Ideally, of course, she would get through this entire mess without having to use her ability, but that in turn would mean that her plan would have to go off without a hitch. Probability dictated that the chance of such a thing occurring was fairly low, but at this point she had no choice but to try to work around that issue.

It wasn't long until the young woman came across a police box, luckily enough. There seemed to be a few officers inside, and even with the current situation they seemed to be far less anxious than half of the people that she saw on the way here. Granted, the officers ALSO seemed a bit on edge, but at the moment it was a bit out of Misaki's worries to figure out the exact reason for as to why. With a slight cough to clear her throat, Misaki cautiously walked up to the door of the installation and, after a moment of hesitation, knocked.

A policeman soon came to open the door, and it took him a moment to noticed that it was Misaki who had done so. The young woman noted that said officer had a look that said he half-wanted to turn her away so he could keep up with the situation and half-wanted to hear her out in order to take his mind off of the issue, which was... Fair, all things considered, but she already had one foot in the door at this point and was wont to stop now.

"Um... Excuse me, but I was on my way home when all that chaos in the city broke out. The area's currently blocked off, and I'm a little worried about trying to move about the streets at the moment. If you don't mind, would I be allowed to stay here until things calm down a little?" Misaki said, bowing her head as she hoped the lies she had spun wouldn't be prodded too deeply.

As things turned out, her worries were somewhat unfounded, and the policeman calmly led her inside to take a seat.

"Ah... Yeah, sorry about that, little miss. To be frank, all I know is that there's been talk of this possibly being a terrorist attack, but I'm not so sure of that myself. We'll make sure you'll stay safe until this all blows over," he said, a small smile on his face as he nodded to her before moving back to sit with a few other policemen at a nearby table. "In the meantime, uh... Make yourself comfortable."

The young woman walked inside and, with a smile, thanked the old police officer before taking a seat. Given everything that had occurred so far, this was a far cry from 'safety', but at the very least she could figure out some more plans for the future from here on out.

"Hm... Well, I guess this is where I need to start thinking about how to get into a better position. As things stand, I still need a home..."

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Leonardo Watch

"Oh, thank goodness it's still functioning," Leo said, letting out a sigh of relief as he walked through the turnstile to the inside of the subway station he was at. There were a lot of things that didn't quite add up, but right now it was of the utmost priority to get a train to where he needed to go.

It didn't take long for one to arrive, of course, and the young man quickly slipped in among the mostly-oblivious crowd and silently waited for the train to bring him to his destination. Sonic was, of course, hiding inside of his jacket, and though he was squirming about a little because of the pressure he didn't seem to be in any particular pain.

"Sorry, sorry. I'll get you some ice cream later to make up for this, I swear," he said quietly as the train finally arrived at the stop he needed to get to. Without a moment's delay, the young man let loose a bunch of 'excuse me's and 'pardon me's and he exited the subway and began to dash to exit the station. Once he had left, Leo took a quick glance up to confirm that the helicopters were still flying in the direction he thought they were before following after one. He was, of course, a little out of breath and wished that he had his usual moped, but something like that was less of an issue right now.

It wasn't long until Leo came across a wooden police barricade, with the faint sounds of gunshots being fired in the distance. Gritting his teeth as Sonic crawled its way back onto his shoulder, Leo looked left and right to see that there weren't as many policemen as he expected guarding the area. Most, he assumed, were holding whatever it was over there back, which meant that now was a good a time as any to try and break through.

"Sonic, can I ask you to distract those policemen so I can get through?" the young man asked, to which the monkey responded with a wary glance and a shrug of its shoulders. "I'll give you a double scoop if you do."

At that, the monkey's eyes seemed to light up, and at once it bounded off to go cause a bit of havoc. Given how it was actually invisible to the normal human eye, it wasn't long before the few officers guarding the area were looking around trying to chase the monkey that stole their weapons. With a nod, Leonardo broke into a sprint and jumped over the blockade before continuing on further ahead. It was here, of course, that he saw something that felt... Well, a bit more normal to him, in a way.

A bridge leading to the prison, and a girl whose speed was on par with Chain's dashing down it to catch a van...

"Mmm... I can't just back out now, can I?" he sighed as he continued on, slowly chasing after the girl as Sonic made its way over to where he was and started causing a bit of a distraction to let him through. "I really hope I'm not in over my head here..."

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Hinanawi Tenshi

"Emilio, Emilio... Nope, haven't heard of you. Though, well, I haven't exactly been here long enough to learn anyone's name or any famous groups, to be honest," the Celestial said, shrugging towards the young man floating above her head as the sound of the blue-haired girl's wavering voice got her attention. With a slight frown, Tenshi walked over and patted her on the back in an attempt to comfort her. She was almost certain it really wouldn't do anything, but at this point it was better than nothing. She was never really "good" at dealing with humans, after all, but Celestials... Something something guidance was all she could remember about that lecture, honestly, and if she at least did this maybe she could check off her quote for the week or something.

"It'll be fine, don't worry," she said as the sound of a very angry child pulled her attention towards the man who she thought was mostly out for the count. Her eyes widened as the hammer grew well beyond the scope of what was ordinary. The sight of it reminded her of the little kobito a while back, but Tenshi frowned as she noticed that the man was trying to pull another one of his weird crystal attacks out at point blank.

"Mmm... This should make it, right?" she asked herself as she slammed the Sword of Hisou into the ground, causing a series of rocks to pop up from the ground before ultimately shooting out and attempting to restrain both of the combatants. She wasn't particularly in the mood to see a giant splatter of blood here, nor was she wont to let a temporary ally get hurt out of negligence, but at the very least if she could disarm the two of them then maybe this whole matter could just be resolved.

Then maybe some tea was in order.

It was at this point, though, that a few Japanese men armed with machine guns broke through the forest and aimed their weapons at the group. With a sidelong glance, Tenshi let her sword disappear before calmly turning to face the people who had arrived.

"Is that it, then? I would rather talk this out than fight, you know," she stated haughtily, hoping to try and intimidate the soldiers that had arrived on the scene. "But if you're asking for a fight, I'd be happy to oblige."

"No, no, that won't be necessary," responded an older man, holding one hand in the air as he walked forward. "I would rather not waste precious ammunition if you can be talked with—particularly so if you can cause this much damage to the Imperial Palace's surroundings. The others, however..."

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At the same time that the law enforcement had arrived at the castle, another squadron of troops arrived where Eva and the others were, guns primed as they stared down the group.

"We calmly request that you surrender here, as we cannot guarantee your safety here otherwise," a voice blared of from a megaphone as a group of soldiers surrounded the group. "I repeat: we calmly request..."

@TheFake@VitaVitaAR@Dezuel@Grey Star@Raineh Daze@Rin@KoL

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP) — Take 2!

I believe Roxas is dropping, so you can post for Atalanta whenever. If you're busy, I don't mind waiting, though.

Broken Oath - A Demon's Land Divided (Open for Business!)

@Kazemitsu: No, no, I'm in agreement with Vita here. Indiscriminate killing of people to consume their souls in an everlasting search for strength is... Pretty evil. Preeeeetty evil.

@Pseudo Stygian: Okay, so uh... I think the biggest issues with the character is that there is no defined weakness in terms of combat by non-magical/non-enhanced means. Not being able to be harmed by regular means is a bit of an issue.
Also the whole hawk mentality and wanting perpetual warfare runs... Pretty counter to the mentality of the group, all things considered. I get that the last paragraph mentions that he's contemplating the issue from another angle, but if your entire life revolves around being fascinated with war, I don't see it likely from a character-based viewpoint for them to change on a whim like that.

@Lucius Cypher: Ah... Should be fine. Accepted.

@Raineh Daze: Discussed elsewhere. Accepted.

Broken Oath - A Demon's Land Divided (Open for Business!)

@Pseudo Stygian: Yeah, we're still open and will probably go live once more people roll around.

Broken Oath - A Demon's Land Divided (Open for Business!)

@Kazemitsu: Er... I am... Fairly certain that your character would not mesh well with the main cast of PCs. Maybe in the world as a whole, but definitely not as a force anyone here would want to be associated with. At all. Going to have to decline him since a character so deeply rooted in that mindset would be removed... More or less ASAP if he wasn't chucked at the humans since he's way too dangerous to keep around.
(Also the fact that it's difficult to parse what you're saying since the language used in the bio is far more informal than it should be, as well as being very disjointed on top of that, but I digress.)

@Crimson Paladin: Looks fine, though that random pound sign in the middle there should be... Fixed.
Anyways, you're fine to swap the characters out now, yes.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Tiral was silent as the knights rode forth towards their destination, quietly mulling over the situation in his head. It was obvious that there were bigger forces at play, and he was sure most of the other knights had come to a similar conclusion, but the fact of the matter is that they didn't know what that force was. Obviously, interrogating the orcs wasn't an option, much less the trolls, so all that was left to be done right now was eliminate them all.

Once the rest of the more melee-oriented knights charged forth into battle, Tiral quietly took out his dagger from its hiding spot and held it out in front of him. The sight of Marianne's own attack made him feel some sort of joy as a pseudo-mentor, but not was not the time to be acting so amused by something of that nature. There was a large enemy and it would take a while for their own knights to reach the enemy, which meant that bombardment without worry of friendly fire could only be done now.

Rapidly chanting under his breath, Tiral closed his eyes as he began to give form to the attack in his mind. An attack with enough damage to sow chaos into the enemy ranks from the start, with enough range to reach enough of the battlefield, and to make use of the bombardment out of the field already. There was already an idea in mind, and it didn't take long for his own magic to start taking form. One after another, icicles shaped like ornate blades that seemed to shimmer in the light like glass began to launch from behind him. One after another, almost as if they were in tune with the galloping of the horses to their front, the ice soared through the air and, catching the light of the lightning arrows above them, created a dazzling and chaotic distortion of light as they landed. The bodies of the orcs near the enemy raid's rear were run through before long, leaving a wall of weapons made of ice blocking their retreat.

The attack had eaten through a considerable amount of his own mana stores, though; luckily, by this point he had become used to finding ways to regenerate enough to keep in a fighting state. If would be foolish to only contribute this and nothing else, of course.

Broken Oath - A Demon's Land Divided (Open for Business!)

Aye, more people is always nice. Kinda... Waiting in limbo for more, actually lol.