FunnyGuy

Avalia

The Bandits

Time: Night
Location: Desert
Interactions: @13org Nuallán, @baraquiel Jomari

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The hyena and monkey demi-human stared each other in the eyes as they felt the cut of Nuallan’s whip-like blade. Slicing deep into their abdomens, the attack spelled death for them both as they collapsed onto the cold desert sand.

The two knives thrown by Nuallán weren’t so effective… The ibis was luckily only nicked by the blade meant to end her life. Perhaps it was due to the slight sway from her dizziness. The second knife meant for the scorpion demi-human bounced off of his chitinous tail, but did cause him briefly turn toward the elf.

“Was that supposed to hurt? HOW WEAK!” The scorpion demi-human shouted, distracted just enough for Jomari and Nuallán to get close to each other. The crocodile, the rhino, the scorpion, and the Ibis surrounded the two just before Jomari shouted and let loose an explosion of sand. The crocodile blocked the attack with his shield, the Ibis and rhino recoiled, and the scorpion was seemingly blown away so far he was no longer visible. The ibis cursed under her breath, wanting to end the battle with such a strange magic user. Her wish was granted as she was stabbed in the back by Jomari. With a gasp, she fell to her knees. She was down but had not found death just yet.

As the sand started to clear, the rhino and the crocodile stood shoulder to shoulder in a defensive posture much different than when this ambush started. However, the scorpion was still nowhere to be found.

Avalia

The Other Bandits

Time: Night
Location: Desert
Interactions: @hide on mana Kuroi, @dragonpiece Uzul

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Uzul’s counter had been flawless! The blue dragonborn rushed forth, only perceiving a desperate attempt at distracting him. A cloak of all things was nothing against a swipe from his ax. He swung, tearing part of the cloak before the swift gauntlet crashed straight into his maw. Metal to teeth! The dragonborn screamed in pain as he dropped his weapon and held his hands to his bleeding nose and mouth.

The pale-skinned orc felt a similar strike to the face but his response to such a hit was almost unnatural. He had been struck, but instead of recoiling back in a dazing, he let his body fall backward and performed a single backflip. With a crazed snicker, the orc’s mane of spiders started to cover his body.

“Yess my children! Come to my aid! We have not tasted one of my own in so so long!” The orc’s body was now covered in a moving black mail of spiders, leaving his head bare. With a grunt he charged Uzul, ready to face him in direct combat this time.

Unfortunately for Kuroi, things were getting tense. The whip strike that had missed previously, landed this time, hitting and tearing at his shoulder with its serrated tip. Following up, the female elf moved swiftly and thrust her rapier into Kuroi’s abdomen.

“HA!”

The feline demihuman crouched down, their sights on Kuroi. At this fixed point, his bolts would strike true. He only had to wait for an opening.

Code Vein (Closed)

Hjello! I just saw the IC post and thought this would be mighty interesting. Is there a Discord channel for the RP?

@PigeonOfAstora

Hi there! There is but unfortunately the Discord link will only be provided after accepting your character into the roleplay. You are free to dm Dreamingflowers and me here or on discord. As of right now, I will be much faster at replying to you

FunnyGuy - Discord handle: MIKE#8954
Dreamingflowers - Discord handle: Dreamingflowers#4466

Young Justice

Location: The Hotspot, Taos
Interactions: Alisa @canaryrose and Aleen'a @baraquiel

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“Impressive,” Viktor commented on Alisa’s decision-making with a single nod, which was almost like getting a standing ovation coming from him. “And I agree with you both on the placement of our surveillance.” He spoke plainly as always while leaning in to take a closer look at the finer details of the sketch. As detailed oriented as he believed he was, he knew he could never produce anything so intricate.

When Aleen’a asked about how the team should deal with the staff of the restaurant, Viktor gave her a nod as well.

“That’s an element to keep in mind. In a situation such as this, I would advise treating them as potential suspects or threats. Watch them, remember their faces, and allow them to believe this is just another day.” Viktor spoke as if he was speaking someone else’s words.

“Also… During our briefing, the same thing that affected Talon in Gotham was identified as being involved here. We know what the victims will look like and we also know-” Viktor stopped as their server approached with a tray with their orders. All but the penne pesto were present with the server quickly informing Aleen’a that it would be served shortly.

Code Vein (Closed)

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Location: To the Strategy Room!
Interactions: Lys @Force and Fury, Desmond @Theyra, Poppy @dreamingflowers, Akaia @Exit, Ajax @DClassified, Vincent @Daxam, Dallas @pantothenic
Mentions:

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“STRATEGY ROOM! YES, EVERYONE, COME TO THE ROOM OF STRATEGIZING!!!”

With his tone more obnoxious than aggressive, Erik shouted using the fourth makeshift megaphone he had constructed during his time at the Commune. Made out of leftover junk uncovered during expeditions, it too might vanish into thin air just like its three predecessors. Erik was loud enough as is, so anything that could magnify his volume needed to go… immediately.

“REVENANTS! SIDHE! HUMANS! TO THE STRATEGY ROOM! EVERYONE! DON'T CARE HOW YOU GET THERE! WALK, FLY, ROLL, SKIP, CREEP IN, HOWEVER! JUST GET THERE!”

The aged revenant continued down the long hallway marching over to the Strategy Room. Once he entered he took his place behind the table with a map on its surface. Instead of the Ruined City, there in front of him was a patchwork of several maps that Erik had put together to follow a trade route routinely utilized by the Commune. The route ran mostly on a two-lane road that avoided any unwanted traffic. The Lost and even the Provisional Government had little presence on it. The former, due to the population of revenants and humans being so low along it. The latter, due to it being perceived as not being worth the venture. The road itself did not have many stops for resources and was viewed as a chokepoint anti-government sorts could use to hit their convoys.

However to the Commune, and a few other groups that chose not to live under the Provisional Government’s thumb, the road was an opportunity to meet and trade at locations where the threat of being swarmed by Lost was nearly nonexistent. So why was everyone being gathered? Erik could simply send a few members of the group to go investigate. Pick three and then it would just be business as usual for the rest. There was something he needed to share with everyone. Erik had been in the business of keeping certain things buried, but he owed all of them this.

As each member entered, they were met with Erik’s forever smile. A mask he was using to create a positive atmosphere before delivering the bad news. For some, the news might not mean much, but there were others he was sure would be struck as deeply as he had been.

Cerise…

Code Vein Inspired Roleplay

Greetings!

We're hoping to pick up a few players that might be interested in joining in on a Code Vein-inspired RP. We understand that jumping into an RP that has already started can be offputting so we have provided a summary of the events that have transpired so far to make the read-up minimal.

We are also aware that some have never played Code Vein and I will assure you that this RP is only inspired by the video game if anything. We have gutted out a lot of the lore to make it easier to digest for the unfamiliar but can answer any questions concerning differences for fans too!

_{C H A P T E R O N E}

A NEW DAY

The Commune gets offered a job by the Provisional Government. They are asked to investigate a dying mistle somewhere in the Ruined City. They prepare and then travel to the city, deciding to leave Ionna behind, due to the potential danger of having a 13-year-old tag along. About an hour into the expedition they come across their first group of Lost. Poppy decides to incapacitate them using opium bombs. Her plan backfires when she’s pulled from the sky by an Infernal type Lost. The Commune ends up in a small-scale battle, ultimately defeating the Lost. Poppy, Dallas, and Vincent all sustain injuries. Poppy’s injury to her head causes her to be unable to move safely. They find a safe spot to recover.

After having rested, the Commune splits up in search of the Mistle. Akaia locates the Mistle in an abandoned house. Meanwhile, the other members are confronted by a Tsar Bomba. With their combined efforts they manage to subdue the gigantic Lost. Akaia manages to uproot the entire Mistle and the Commune successfully escapes the Ruined City.

Like any RP you'll have to get spun up with the initial OOC Post. Here you will learn about the Premise, Setting, Timeline of Events, Races, and Powers of the RP.

Currently, our character group known as the Commune is gathered within their home base which was formerly an observatory to decide who will be going to investigate the disappearance of another survivor group or remain to assist in uncovering the secrets of a wilting Mistle, a mysterious plant of that provides sustenance to Revenants.

Also feel free to msg us here or on Discord
RPG: @FunnyGuy | @DreamingFlowers
Discord: MIKE#8954 | Dreamingdflowers#4466

Avalia

Time: Evening
Location: The Inn, Myriamor
Interactions: Aurora @Mole, Caelan @Alivefalling, Sophie,@princess
Mentions:

Equipment:

Pocket watch
Black stetson
Hat and Cowl
Black Duster Outfit
Repeating Crossbow
100 Iron Bolts
100 Steel Bolts
Champ (Oak Horse)
One-horse open sleigh
Hunting knife
Rope
Saddlebag
Black neckerchief
Tinder box
Canteen
Matches
Two Gold nuggets
$40
Black swim trunks

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When the door of the hotel room was only cracked open, Slick raised an eyebrow. He planted his hand onto the wall beside the doorway to comfortable lean in close to the elven priestess who obstructed his path with a password. A goddamned password! His lips formed into an amused grin.

“A password?” Slick questioned while nodding before glancing back to Leaf with a quick wink. Before he could answer, he heard Caelan hollering on the other side of the door. “Ain’t this soemthin’.” Slick feigned a disappointed sigh. The man liked a game every now and then, and he was honestly surprised the priestess could loosen up enough to make a joke out of things. “How ‘bout a hint, darlin’?” He repostiioned himself so he had his back leaning beside the door with his arms crossed at his chest. Slick craned his neck ove so he could continue speaking in a low tone. “If it’s the key to your heart, I got that… even if you can’t quite see it yet.” Slick’s grin was on full display for Leaf to see.

Avalia

Time: Evening
Location: River Port
Interactions: Maeryn @princess, Myra @13org
Mentions:

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Maeryn’s mention of it being time for food caused Astra to reflexively glance at Myra with a grin. From the young dark elf’s observation, “Food” or more accurately “Foo!” was Myra’s favorite topic of discussion.

“The food here is a little different, Myra. More fish and the food just a lot more flavorful down south than any place else.” She entered the Surfside Cafe, keeping Myra between Maeryn and herself. The many eyes on herself were met with a warm smile. Astra oddly walked with her head held higher than usual, almost as if she was not bothered by the dirty looks coming her way. She comfortably took her seat directly across from Maeryn.

Racism. It was something she had experienced frequently during her previous travels across Avalia. Dark elves had been banished to Daka Island, so any that managed to venture out into the other kingdoms of Avalia were either under suspicion or lynched. Who would stick up for the subrace of elves that caused nothing but turmoil and war? Few. The dark elves. All because they could weave an aspect of the world that many naturally feared. Only accepted by the dastardly, the dark.

“Alaberry juice, please. I’m loving your look right now. Looks like something out of HD’s (Hanami Designs) catalog!” Astra complimented knowing well that the feline wasn’t wearing anything of that caliber. I wonder what that crazy bitch Yuka’s up to anyway with Roshmi the way it is… Probably… As if I could guess with that girl.

“Thanks, it’s something I put together myself! I wish I could afford HD stuff but-”

“Wishes don’t get you anything. Amas do.” Astra gave the demi-human a nod which was returned.

“Right.” And with that, the server departed to get their drinks.

“Don’t look so tense. You look like you sat on a knife Maerie.”

Avalia

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Avalia

Time: Evening
Location: River Port
Interactions: Isolde @Blizz, Dante @Alivefalling, Menzai @samreaper
Mentions:

Equipment:

Sword
Old leather hat
Worn and torn sweatpants and t-shirt

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Darius carefully watched how Isolde reacted to the information dump provided by his brother. It was a lot to think about, and unlike he and Dante, Isolde wasn’t slowly spoon-fed Avalia’s current events. Her simplified summary of the information brought a smirk to his face until she mentioned being left for dead.

“I think we know just enough to scrape by,” he shrugged speaking honestly. “I’d say we’ve all been kinda lucky making it to this town.” Darius half turned to look Menzai’s way. “Hey Menzai, you know about any information hubs or a spot where we can get some details on this war?” Darius started addressing the others. “If we’re gonna find somewhere to move to after this, we need to know more about this place… and maybe about how we can help.”

Darius was beginning to get tired of stumbling through this world without figuring things out, he’d been there and done that on Earth. Avalia would be a different story. A new one.