FujiwaraPhoenix

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Steven Fan

Fremont's deliberate attempts at throwing Steven off were working just a bit, even if the lawyer didn't show any hint of it on his face. There were far worse things to be staring at in Hell's courts, after all—he had seen a few of those firsthand, no thanks due to the Yama's tests before forming the contract.
Of course, they couldn't have hurt him, but the knowledge that such things and such places existed was enough to burn into his mind without having to worry about losing sleep.

"Targets vary depending on what headquarters wants us to handle; they can range anywhere from taking out a single person to dismantling entire underground crime rings or things that go a bit beyond that, if what my superiors have mentioned is anything to go off of. Both the membership and library card should be handled in a few days should you put in the request via your representative—in other words, me, and your request has been placed under consideration. We have a few bases that you can use for both of those purposes anyhow, so it shouldn't take too long for me to approve them," he stated, stopping the car as Fremont's last question came through. The subject of 'how many people' wasn't something that the prosecutor wanted to touch on all that much either, but this was one of those questions that was going to have to be answered one way or another.

"As for your last question... Well, I can't say I know everything, either. Not how many forces our group employs in this city, at least—its influence reaches across the nation, that much is for certain, but as of right now we don't have that many personnel in the city that can actively fight. Mostly logistics and support. Other than that... It wouldn't be too much of a stretch to say that one wrong step would make the entire world your enemy. This rabbit hole reaches far further down than I can see, and I've already gotten this far."

With that, Steven sighed and calmly opened the door to the car and let himself out.

"In any case, we've arrived," he continued, beckoning the large man to exit and locking the vehicle once he did so and passing a key ring with a key on it to him. "Your room's on the eighth floor, so go check it out. Should be filled with the basics, so just let us know if there's anything you might want to put in a request for. Of course, your results will likely change how those pan out, so please, do your best. I'll be waiting at the nearby bookstore should you finish checking this place out; apparently, there's some things to be handled today. See you later."

With that, the lawyer waved and began walking away. There was enough confidence in Fremont to not cause another scene so soon after leaving jail, and it wasn't like he needed to babysit his now-coworker. That would betray the implicit trust that had been built up until now, and building something like that back up from scratch, no matter how small the progress might have been, would be far harder than any other thing he had done until now.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

The second that the Captain made the call, Tiral quickly began to shine the light off his ice towards the other side of the forest before stepping into action. Drawing his dagger and quickly casting an incantation, the mage-knight took a deep breath and extended his free hand towards the enemy encampment. It'd take a moment for the orcs to mount a defense, all things considered, but he would have preferred if his own ploy could have been done with less noise... So to speak.

It didn't take long for the ice to snake its way through the enemy encampment, causing the ground to become slippery and the orcs to begin to fumble and trip over one another. Of course, this meant that their cover was all but gone, and Tiral assumed that whatever was being shouted in their tongue right now was some sort of warning to everyone else. In other words, it was now or never to charge in.

"I've given the signal, Captain. Lead the way," he stated, tucking away his dagger and drawing his sword in preparation for the charge. "It'll only take so long for their forces to recover, but it's not the orcs that we should be worrying about, after all..."

Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Kumozaki Keisuke

The constant flashing of blades and the various magic spells firing away at the horde of undead gave off more than enough light for Keisuke to attempt to scan the area for any enemies that might be able to slip through. Of course, given the intensity of the barrage on part of two Casters and an Archer, that in and of itself seemed quite unlikely, if not impossible, for any normal enemy (and especially not these undead). The Lancer and the wolves at her side continued to advance, though, which posed a more important problem—namely, that the fighting would accidentally reach the gates of the town regardless of how they dealt with the horde.

Elizabeth's suggestion was not lost upon Keisuke's ears despite the ringing that seemed to grip his hearing, and the Enforcer took a moment to steady himself before nodding.

"I think that we have enough ways of keeping them at back should fighting break out elsewhere, but the two Sabers are already moving to intercept Brynhildr," he shouted, thinking for a moment before nodding in affirmation. "That being said, if we can eliminate the enemy Servant before whatever's wrapping around her arm gets any further, we should be able to avoid any further trouble. Let's move out!"

As soon as he gave the order, Keisuke sent a message to both of the Servants who were already at ground level to pierce through the enemy lines at meet Brynhildr in direct combat.

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Siegfried, having received the message, gave a quick shout of affirmation as he rushed forward, slicing his way forward in an attempt to meet up with Arturia before engaging the enemy Lancer. The sudden blur of darkness in the night, though, caused the Saber to temporarily halt his advance in order to ascertain if the figure breaking through enemy lines was a friend or a foe. Given that the wolves seemed to be getting eviscerated, though, it seemed as if it would be fine making an attempt to "coordinate" some sort of offense using the unknown Servant's presence as a buffer.

As soon as he made his way through to the blonde-haired knight, Siegfried brandished his blade and turned towards the enemy Lancer.

"King of Knights, we should push ahead while we have a cha—" he began to say before a sudden flash of light caused him to shield his eyes. Not a moment later, though, Siegfried jumped back and held his blade aloft, barely deflecting a spear of light that had just been aimed at his chest.

"Not a step further!"

The declaration came from a blonde woman wielding a weapon not unlike what had just been launched at Siegfied, with wings that seemed to shine brightly in the midst of the night sky. Of course, what seemed to be more concerning than the being in front of the pair of Sabers was the fact that there were dozens more of them flying in the skies above.

"...Hm. Upon further inspection, you're not Sigurd after all. My apologies, but even so, I cannot allow you to hurt Elder Sister! If you wish to fight her, you will have to get past me first!"

Tomoe Gozen

As soon as the two Sabers seemed to be stopped, Tomoe quickly turned and took aim at the woman who had just arrived. Without a moment's delay, the Archer loosed an arrow aimed for her head, only for it to be quickly blocked by another one of the flying beings—this one, with pink hair instead of blonde.

"Master, the presence all of these new enemies are giving off—they're all Servants!" she shouted, quickly leaping to the side as she dodged a spear of light aimed at her last position.

"Yep, all of us here are Servants. You know, you're fairly brave, even though you're facing against all of us. Are you a warrior from the east? I've never seen one before..." she asked, a smile on her face as she raised her arm to throw another spear.

"Yes, that is so. So what of you, then? Are you simply here to assault this town?"

"What? Oh, no, that'd go against a lot of things we stand for. We're just here to help our Elder Sister out. But, well... Hm. Those undead down there are making things a bit more troublesome than I'd like. Ortlinde, go ahead and eliminate them, all right?"

Almost as if on cue, a giant barrage of spears fell upon the undead, with particular focus given to Skuld's giant, and before long the field was littered with the remains of the undead.

"Good job," the pink-haired girl said, giving a thumbs up back towards the other Walkure flying in the air before turning back towards the Servants guarding the town's gates. "Well, with all that said and done, you'd probably go after our Elder Sister with the town secure, right? Sorry, but we're not going to allow that to happen! Everyone! Charge!"

With her spear pointed towards the Servants situated near the town walls, the other Walkure began to rapidly close the distance towards the group. With a deep breath, Tomoe drew her bowstring back and took aim, but not before the Walkure who had been speaking up until now dove in to attack her.

"Nope, not going to let you do that! You're an Archer, right? In other words, if I let you do as you please, you'll just try shooting everyone down... So a duel it is! I hope you're prepared for the worst!" she said, smiling as she swung at Tomoe. The Archer, taken slightly off guard by the sudden interference, quickly parried the two thrusts aimed at her heart before tossing her bow to the side and drawing her katana.

"Very well, then. If you desire a duel, then I shall oblige."

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As the beast-like Servant tore through the wolves surrounding her, Brynhildr slowed her charge and instead turned towards the source of the chaos. Though it was not her intended target, the Lancer could at least tell that the one charging through the rest of the wolves was most definitely not one of her 'allies'. And so, just as quickly as she stopped, the valkyrie quickly turned towards her new target of elimination and rushed forth, flames cloaking her as she attempted to swing her spear at the Servant's neck.

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With the sudden change of situation on the battlefield, Keisuke cursed under his breath and dashed off to the side, eyes trained on the Walkure as they charged towards the Casters and Elizabeth. There was no way he could fight any of these Servants on his own, but their numbers seemed far too overwhelming to simply deal with up front.

"Elizabeth! Can you get us to regroup with the two Casters? As we are right now, the possibility of getting picked off one by one is too high for my liking!" he shouted, barely dodging the various spears being lobbed at his location by the skin of his teeth. "We can't hope for an offensive like this!"

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@KoL

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Steven Fan

Driving a car through the streets of Fairstone City was about as dull as navigating traffic in any other city. There wasn't anything in particular that Steven liked about driving, to be frank; it was simply a necessity to learn how to do so if he wanted to get much of anywhere without relying on public transportation. He knew the roads well enough, at least, so it wasn't like he would accidentally get lost or anything, but if he had to pick between this and walking, the latter would usually be his preference.

Well, that was under normal circumstances, at least. The hulking beast of a man sitting in the back, of course, changed that dynamic from 'dull' to 'slightly nerve-wracking' all too easily. It wasn't the first time he had met Fremont; there were quite a few meetings between the both of them and Donovan (who was off handling another job at the moment), and his co-worker's ability to pull the truth from the ex-convict's lips made life far easier for Soulflame to confirm his intent to not decimate every person who he came across. That didn't mean, of course, that he was any less intimidating up close.

"Ahem. Well, Mr. Lundgren, have you finished reading through the papers I handed you earlier?" Steven asked, slowly bringing the car through the early morning rush hour traffic. "Despite working for Soulflame now, however unofficially, you are still technically being held under parole. That being said, as much as I'd prefer to not advocate breaking the law, well... Our job kind of necessitates it. Contact details of people who you might need to know, the location of a few minor bases across the city, your soon-to-be place of residence, and... Ways of dodging the long arm of the law if it becomes necessary. As much as I hate to admit it, our cover-up team works immaculately so long as you aren't being brazen in attacking people in broad daylight. Or, well, breaking the terms of the contract or your parole outside of jobs, but I'm sure you already knew that."

It felt somewhat wrong for Steven, as a prosecutor, to say that sort of thing—that breaking the law was not only allowed, but encouraged under the right circumstances. But if there were already people who were committing crimes outside of the law, then it was their duty to stop them. Or, at least, that's what he had been told. The papers he had handed over also had a lot more miscellaneous information, but he wouldn't go into detail about everything.

"In any case, it looks like we're going to be getting out of this traffic and nearing your new home sooner rather than later. If there's anything you want to ask about, then ask away."

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Okay, that's both forms in, so let's check them out.

@Raineh Daze: Accepted.

@KoL: Also accepted.

That was easy.

Anyways, this'll probably start in a few days, but we'll still be accepting here even after that. Feel free to chuck forms in whenever.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

I'll evaluate moon girl once the other character comes in.

@Tominas: Accepted. Char in the chars tab, please.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

@VitaVitaAR: Well, if you add the stuff I asked for elsewhere plus all this into your form, I can give it the go-ahead. Accepted once that's all added in.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

@VitaVitaAR: I feel like in that case, Soulflame might be more willing to accept an agent to work for them but never actually give them any concrete information (because, well, foreign agent and unknown status for the future). If you're fine with them being in a limbo state of 'technically a member', then that should be fine.

I guess further elaboration of why a girl at age 21 can be grabbing a mid-level Contract is the last thing I need here to make the final call.

@RolePlayerRoxas: Looks fine. Accepted.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

@Silvan Haven: Accepted.

Also, I finally decided to post my form in chars, so you and @TheFake can, too.

Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

• Name: Steven Fan
• Age: 26
• Appearance: "As the law dictates."
• Personality: Steven is, above all else, meticulous in his work, which also means that he is, for lack of a better term, a workaholic. He is driven towards helping to make his home a better place by means of rooting out criminals from society, but unlike the being he has a Contract with, he believes that there is room for repentance should the crimes not be as severe as he believes. In other words, he acts as both a vigilante and a just prosecutor, simply at different times, and while working as the former he is far less merciful than he might be otherwise.
  Outside of work, though, Steven tends to spend time just wandering about the city according to his own whims. He is, of course, open to conversation at any given time, but his innate habit of being a judge of character (combined with his primary Contract) means that he doesn't always pull away his mask when making small talk. With friends and acquaintances, though, he's quite talkative and all ears... Assuming there's nothing that needs to be done, of course.
• History: To say that Steven had any sort of encounter with a Contractor prior to his becoming a lawyer would be a bald-faced lie; up until he graduated from law school, he had absolutely no contact with the supernatural. His world was turned upside down, of course, right after he graduated, as a firm heavily linked to Soulflame approached him. His natural aptitude was high, and his other talents and history were a boon to their line of work. Not knowing what he was being dragged into, of course, Steven accepted the offer and entered the branch located back in Fairstone.
  It was then, of course, that he was introduced into the world of Contractors, and it was then that he first made contact with the Yama. Impressed with how diligently he had worked to obtain his position and predicting that he would become a boon in the future, the King of Hell formed a contract with Steven (after a bit of legal probing that the young man was naturally inclined towards after seeing all of this inanity). In short, Steven would act separately from the other Contractors under the Yama to mete out judgement alongside Soulflame, as though he had many connections to other Anchors, there were many times where the groups turned a blind eye for the sake of unity or times where his men could not act for fear of being removed themselves. In return, of course, the Yama would grant him a textbook that would allow him to 'study' for the exams he would give to raise the level of the Contract between them.
  The whole ordeal was incredibly surreal to Steven, of course, but after a few days' worth of discussion and negotiation with the members of Soulflame, Steven decided to accept both the Contract and the job, leading to his position now.
• Affiliation: Soulflame
• Level: Low
• Primary Contracted Party: King Yama (Deity)
• Abilities: Steven's primary Contract with the Yama allows him to strike those who have committed misdeeds with attacks representing one of the Eighteen Hells. Of course, this necessitates that his assumptions on his opponent's actions are correct, as being wrong would result in him tasting his own attacks in turn. Other than that, though, Steven has the ability to make contact with (or even attack) incorporeal spirits, if only to send them to the Yama himself for judgement.
  At his current level of ability, however, Steven is only able to invoke the Hell of Needles and Hell of Flames, which allows him to create needles to stab an enemy with from any location near him and create (and fire) flames from hell from his hands, respectively.
• Skills: Other than being an amateur criminal prosecutor (and having all of the connections that that entails), Steven is adept at drawing information out of people and digging up little things that might work as pieces of evidence against his opponents. He is not adept at things involving physical exertion, of course, but that does not mean he cannot act swiftly when the situation calls for it.
• Other: Given the stipulations of his contract with the Yama (which technically includes a pathway for him to gain the strength needed to do his job better), Steven's work is often set to 'study the textbook more' in between cases or jobs from Soulflame. For the sake of his sanity, though, he's not allowed to study more than a couple of hours during the weekends.