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Who here likes cuddles?
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If your girl can't crack your skull between her thighs then whats the point of even being a human being.
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Identities are confusing to figure out.
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How do wing.
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Omae wa mou shindeiru.
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Well hello.

I guess I should introduce myself, huh.

I'm Gardevoiran, just some schmuck going to college and working towards getting a degree in Fine Arts.

I do commissions and what-not, and you can ask me to do a commission for you through my Discord (Gardevoiran #1429) or up here through RPGuild PMs, and I receive donations and payment through my Ko-fi page. Clicking the box right below here will take you to it.



I'm a nerd. I play Pokemon religiously, I dabble in some anime, I write up here, and I love watching incredibly awful movies and just making fun of them. Specifically things like "Leo the Lion" and what not.

I don't have much else to say, so I guess I can leave you guys with a really bad joke.

"What do you call a cow with two legs?"
"Lean beef."

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Bonesword's Tale

What in the 7 circles just happened to the skeletal swordsman? Everything that just happened was like a blur to him, and from one moment he had been preparing to dive his sword between the flesh of a succubus' breasts to hum being on the ground in the middle of a city square. The skeleton would say he had the wind knocked out of him, but he really didn't.

Well... city square was a bit of an overstatement. There was barely anyone here. It was more akin to a deserted village than a city. The skeleton began to roam around the town, trying to find anyone to speak to when everything was in a dark void. The silence would finally cease when two people, donned in pale green cloaks approached the skeleton, getting his attention. The voice that rang from one of them was that of a feminine voice, and she held a lantern that produced a small influx of... magic? It didn't seem like magic but it looked magical. "Bonesword. The skeletal warrior of the Machina."

The skeleton paused as he heard this. How did these two men know his name, and more importantly who were these people. The skeleton placed his hand on the hilt of his blade as he spoke back to the cloaked figures. "Yes...? Who are you?"

"We are representatives from the Inquisitional College. I trust that you got here safely?"

"I'd say that it wouldn't be... well... safe, more or less I got here."

"That's just as good. We've been watching your skills and prowess and we believe that you may be a strong opponent for an upcoming tournament that we are hosting here in the city. The Crucible."

The skeleton tilted his head as he brought his hand off his sword blade. "Go on."

The previously silent one started to advertise, his far more masculine voice ringing throughout the town. "Thirty-two contenders! Each fighting the others for their souls, all of it leading to the end of the tournament, where the one who holds thirty-two souls is allowed to obtain a single wish, granting them anything that their heart desires!"

The skeleton would have believed this as a false promise, largely due to the winner being able to claim a wish, but then he realized that this was incredibly similar to the trials of Hohenheim, where the winner was literally able to bring an entire race back from extinction. Maybe this would function the same way? It was too much to dwell on though, as the thought of his wish made a theoretical stream of drool fall from his jaw. He could bring Abigail back from her death at the hands of Rhine. He could do it.

He could win her back.

"... I'll bite. Get me to the registration."

"Automatically done. Follow me to the arena, and Trentus will explain a few things about this tournament."

Bonesword followed the feminine voice as Trentus began to speak to him about something that he wasn't really knowledgeable on. "This is held in the City of Echoes, but that's the unimportant part. The actual important part is that you have a place that's important to you and that will be one of the biggest factors in your wish. That's slightly more important, but the real big thing here is that everyone in this tournament has a soul you must obtain."

"What in the fuck?" Bonesword inquired, pulling a bottle of scotch out of his knapsack. Thank Eos it was still intact from the incredible entrance the swordsman made.

"Everyone must claim another's soul in order to proceed, and when someone gives their soul, they give all of their souls to you. You also don't need to kill someone to claim their soul."

"So I can make someone give me their soul from mercy? That's a relief."

"Oh, one for mercy are we? You'll be popular with the College, I know that."

"... when will I know who I'm fighting against?"

"No clue, hopefully soon."

"Here."

The woman stopped in front of a rather-large door, with smoke and fog creeping out from underneath it, it's knob a pristine glean of silver. It was clear that this door led to somewhere, but the skeleton just didn't know where it took him when it did. The woman also held out a small item for Bonesword, seemingly created out of nothing for him. "Take this phylactery and go through this door. "

Bonesword nodded as he grabbed the phylactery and opened the door, stepping inside and joining the other combatants in the area.
Ursaren was appalled at this man. He was seen scavenging off the corpse of a little girl, and even though the old man had his trident stained with blood, the cloaked figure was in the wrong. Even if he was wrong, Ursaren lowered his trident to the feet of the man in front of the group, still keeping his shield up.

"It's bloodied from mercy. If you don't want to believe me, check the alleys behind us. You'll find a dog with it's intestines spilled out in front of it." The same gruff voice came from the old man, and it took him a second but he recognized the Banian accent from the cloaked figure. Despite the slight sense of trust from the accent, the elder did not lower his shield at all. He wasn't going to let his guard down in the slightest, but his voice did ease up from being so rugged. "You've spent a lot of time in Bania... I have too. What did you do there...?" This was the next question posed to the cloaked figure from Ursaren. He had been in Bania for a bit more than a decade, and he wondered if this man was ever in Bania when Ursaren was.
I'm late to give my 2 cents, but I'm in favor of 2. At the very least, we could have slots be challenged by the newcomer to earn their place.


NPC CHARACTER IS AN NPC
NPC STATUS


I did this when I was tired. Please be gentle if it's bad.
Well I was going to revive a character in hopes of him having a story arc to complement Bonesword, but I can whip up my only villain character a CS for NPC status.
On the topic of NPC characters, can I get one to be brought back? Not actually participating in the tournament but is more or less on the side and cheering on my actual combatant?
Part of me really wants to see a free for all between every single player character with no alliances.

Partially inspired by the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny.
The PRT Building

A thinker... was Overlook a thinker...? Honestly it kind of made sense. He didn't really feel a surge of technological power when he had been building the limp mass of metal and wires that was on the table, and after a bit it made sense. Maybe he really was a thinker, and he just needed the rig that he had constructed to fulfill his goals. He did name himself "Overlook" after all, so maybe that really was his purpose. To watch out for others when they needed it.

A loud clank of robot parts was pushed onto the floor after the legless teen arrived at the table, now sitting in his wheelchair. The only thing that the teen did not push off the table was a leg for the robot, made rather cleanly for an afternoon, and it looked like a proper leg for someone. Overlook grabbed it and placed it onto the nub that was once his leg, and it attached like it was perfect. It didn't move, swivel, or anything. It just stayed stationary and acted as a proper leg. The teen stood up, leaning against the nearby wall, and ticked at his laptop, which was once open onto a file that had the plans for the Eye on it. A request box was open, and Overlook was awaiting to ask for something to be delivered to him. It took a few seconds, but then the teen hit enter on what he wanted to be delivered.

>Ruben Manhattan : Requesting the computer that was in my bunker.


Near a Highway Robbery...

Going into...
CRIME?!
@ProPro@Spiffy@solokolos

Gaia was happily watching the discord that was unfolding below the parking garage, but had been interrupted by a beep on her phone. Naturally, she took a look at what had been there on her phone, and her eyes widened beyond belief with what she saw.

A bounty. Put on Cassidy by the Bratva.

"Jackpot, bitches! I'm outta here!" "What's going on?" "The Bratva put a bounty on Cassidy. Pretty big one at that." "JACKPOT!" "Gonna head there and wait it out, sound good?" "It'll be quite a bit, but sure it'll work out."

Gaia quickly absconded from the garage, and was actually walking down the street towards the location where the bounty was to be received when all of a sudden she saw two dudes in a car speed past her like there was no tomorrow, all the while sirens wailed. Those fucks did some crime! Time to intervene with the crime that had been committed! Gaia was rushing towards the garage that the car had sped into when Dunn spoke up.

"What're you doing?" "Solving a crime. We do have time to spare before we really need to go get to Cassidy." "... I guess you're right. Get in there and see what's up." "Already on it!"



Kyoshi chuckled at the fact that people were pretty much doubting her for assuming that this snake-man was a bad guy. Well... they didn't say that they were doubting her, but she felt that they were. She chuckled even more when G4M3R got all giddy about Outsider's powers, and he even mentioned advertisements. Now that was interesting to Kyoshi, as what came to mind for her when G4M3R brought those up was something like a demonstration of powers or the team doing something good, but in reality it had consisted of two gearheads and herself at the time, and since she was new... well... it didn't make sense at the time to Kyoshi.

That was besides the point right now though, as a phone ringtone buzzed from Kyoshi's bag. Someone was giving a call to the Minutemen, and Kyoshi was the one who had to take it. She became the involuntary secretary of the group when she joined, and she had to take some of the calls that she had received. She walked over to the side of the building and answered the call, trying to sound proper as she did. "This is the Minutemen. Kyoshi speaking."

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