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9 yrs ago
Current @Spirit me too friend, me too. @Rin, oh, so you meant that..... that would certainly be great. If FGO does gather enough people, it'd be great to play the novels again
9 yrs ago
@Rin Are we just not counting FGO USA? Or do you mean like a full release of all the content on the Japanese version? lol
9 yrs ago
Trying to get back into things around here.
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10 yrs ago
FE:Fates is collecting dust in the sidelines while I'm busy Responses won't come until tomorrow Sorry to all of you whom I RP with. Feel free to godmod my characters as it seems fit
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10 yrs ago
Not gonna be around much today. Tests have finally hit me full force. Sorry to all my RP's.

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Sakura Aoba


The girl ran like crazy after Aoba smiled. It was nothing new, he was used to things going like that with just about any woman he spoke to (aside from mommy), but it always did hurt his heart a little bit every time it happened.

No use crying over spilled milk, though. The girl did seem pretty upset, even crying. It made Aoba feel bad, but it didn't seem like he could do anything about it, at least not now.

With a heavy sigh, Aoba went back to his room. And which was his room, though? He didn't even have a dorm assigned here and he doubted the dream could actually continue even after he went to sleep.

It'd be great if he really did manage to wake up in the real world when going to sleep in this dream one. He had a manga to finish, and little time until his mother arrived and saw that he had even gone as far as to leave school to follow his dream of being a mangaka.




The clothes he was wearing were really stiff. He vastly preferred hoodies because they allowed his skin to breathe a lot more. So, he had not really slept last night, without his hoodie on and his teddy bear.

A really loud yawn escaped his lips as he walked through the hallway.

One thing was for sure now, though. This was not a dream. He didn't know what happened, but he was now in some kind of weird school or other. Had he been kidnapped? Had his mother gotten him to some kind of boarding school while he was sleeping?

His initial theory of 'I'm dead, hurr durr, this must be the afterlife' had been scrapped. How could he be dead and alive at the same time? It just wasn't logical. It was more logical that his mother had gotten him to a boarding school while he was asleep.

He had slept outside because he did not have any kind of dorm or anything to stay at. Odd that they hadn't assigned him one if his crazy mother got him there.

In any case, he awoke and decided to go get some kind of breakfast in the cafeteria. Or some coffee out of a vending machine. Regardless, he needed something to get him out of his letargy.

In his way there, however, he spotted an all too familiar face of which he still did not have a voice to connect to, and neither a name.

The girl from yesterday was in the bushes, looking for something frantically. Would it be all right to approach her? Perhaps he should just go ahead and say hi...

Yeah, he'd go with that. Or not?

"Ah, what is a guy to do in this kind of situation? Torn between my social anxiety or talking to a girl I definitely made cry yesterday. Decisions, decisions." He lifted a single arm and started reciting as such.

Before long, a red blush crossed his face. It wasn't neither the time nor the place to be dramatic as he always was. Besides, if someone saw him it'd be really embarrassing.

He shook his head. Least he could do was apologize, so he walked over to where the girl was and tried to smile once again as he did.

This time it came out way more natural, but it was frightening for anyone looking at it, if they did not know that it was really hard for Aoba to force an smile like that.

"H-Hey. U-Um, w-what are looking for? A-And s-sorry about yesterday. I-I didn't mean to scare you." A stuttering mess he was.

It was times like these that he wished he could turn on his dramatic switch and stop saying barely understandable gibberish.

His smile slowly started to relax, however, and his expression seemed a lot more natural, before becoming stiff again after remembering that not only was he speaking to an stranger but a FEMALE stranger.




@liferusher
If this RP really does come back from the dead, I'd be really happy

There's a saying in Mexico, 'he wasn't dead, he was just partying' that could actually apply here.
Hoping I didn't go overboard with Mikoto's post. If so, I'll just edit.


Mikoto, Red Sages, Another Mission, yay!




Mikoto watched everything that Katsuko did and was about to follow behind Saketsui by using his staff with a nearby electric line and jumping off to the next rooftop.

Saketsui came to a sudden halt, however, and so did Mikoto.

He turned his head to the Uchiha with a perked up eyebrow. What was actually happening that made him back down? Perhaps he could see something with his Sharingan? Was it even active?

He preferred to trust the pair of eyes in Saketsui's sockets and wait as well.

Trap, so the Uchiha said. He brought a hand to his hip and let out a chuckle.

They were ready for anything, or so it seemed.

"Well, if you'd do me the honor." Mikoto bowed down and motioned forward with his hand.

The man was quick to follow through with what Katsuko was trying to instruct them. He went through the window and even seemed to have set off some trap too. That is what happens when you've no grace.

Mikoto sighed and shook his head, before following behind the man while following his original plan. To use one of the electric lines along with his staff to jump to the next building.

He decided to enter through the same window that Saketsui had gone through. If there were problems, Mikoto knew he could handle anyone, but too much people in a single place would definitely be a problem for him.

He preferred to keep himself near Saketsui in case something bad actually happened.

However, he didn't went on the ground, he didn't even let his feet touch the sides of the window, using his staff as support.

"You have to keep yourself out of the ground. You saw what happened with Kat back there, and it'd be best if we didn't separate. If we found that jounin while alone, we definitely wouldn't make it alive." He knew he could. He could possibly kill her, but he still needed to get an answer out of the Uchiha.

"Watch and learn." Mikoto smiled.

The roof couldn't be trapped as well. Perhaps the tables and chairs were, but the roof couldn't be. They couldn't expect someone as crazy as Mikoto willing to make his way though the roof, but it was all a matter of grace.

Like a gay butterfly ballerina, Mikoto jumped forward to the ceiling fan and hold onto it with his legs. The ceiling did make some crude sounds after he hanged onto it, but it didn't fall down. Yet, anyway.

Mikoto then impulsed himself towards a sofa nearby the door of the room and turned back to Saketsui, before shushing him. If he wanted to say anything, he'd have to be quiet until-

The knob of the order was turned and someone was about to come in. Mikoto readied his staff to hit the shinobi that was going to come through the door.

However, when the one coming from the door was a girl already making hand seals for an attack, Mikoto knew a simple faceful of staff could not fell the woman so easily. This was probably the jounin Katsuko had warned them of.

He waited and saw that indeed, she could only sense Saketsui and had only gone on to attack him.

Mikoto still had the element of surprise, thanks to being next to the door and stopping just before his attack. The woman threw both an electrical ninjutsu and shuriken at Saketsui.

The redhead started making his own hand seals for an attack.

"Water Release! Water Gun Jutsu!" Mikoto put both hands forward and then shot a bullet of water towards Akio.

If the woman used electricity, then making her wet should stop her from getting electricity all over her body, otherwise she'd shock herself. That was part of Mikoto's thinking process while he casted the jutsu.

Of course, he wouldn't let down with just that and jump forward to pin the alcoholic jounin down with his staff. Getting her to surrender and then taking her life swiftly and beautifully would be ideal.




@j8cob@Raijinslayer@Akai No Senshi






Kanata, Undecided, Erotically wetA Pond




Well, what did she expect? That Yakoul would buy her ice cream after her smartassy comment? Well, of course not.

She head on expected the slap. Slap me once, it's my fault, slap me twice, I'm not so stupid.

Kanata put her guard up against Yakoul's slap and it hit her arm, throwing her into the air as the thing had planned. If the thing was serious, it could probably break her arm, so she was sure it wouldn't.

She did not expect, though, that his objective wasn't to hurt her but rather to push her into the pond and get her all wet.

There were some white parts of her outfit, so when she surfaced from the not-so-deep pond, she brought both arms to her chest to cover it.

She had almost no chest, but she wouldn't give Tanji a free show, even if he wasn't interested in it in the least.

"Fucking hell! Now I'm all wet." Kanata shouted, before sighing and turning to Yakoul "Trust me, if I knew how, I'd already had done it. It is hard not knowing how to shut the fuck up sometimes."

Kanata then brought herself out of the pond and followed after Yakoul shaking of cold after what had just happened.

She decided to rent a yukata to change out of her wet clothes. She couldn't maneuver as well with the Yukata, but she could just rip the bottom of it if things got spiky. Of course, she changed in the bathroom.

She then followed after everyone to the room and sat in front of Yakoul. If it wanted to talk business, then Kanata should go ahead and do so in a comfortable position. She'd just have to make sure that Yakoul didn't get temperamental like yesterday.

The room was a nice one. Traditional Japanese style, some sliding doors made out... that sort of paper thing Japanese houses had. A table at the center, cushions and a balcony with two chairs and a small table typical of any good Japanese hot spring resort.

When Yakoul asked if she had anything to keep Peeping Toms away, she knew that there was indeed something in her arsenal that oculd work in their favor.

"I've the Illusionary Mist jutsu. People might stay away of the room just because of the mist. I can also put Water Clones outside the room set to encase anyone near here in Water Prisons if need be. I also recommend checking the room for any kind of bug... if this is serious, we should make sure no one is listening to what we have to say." Kanata said.

Tanji too seemed to about to be off to do what Yakoul told him too, but his teasing smile and yet formal 'comrade' shit was something Kanata really did not like.

"Hey, Tanji-kun. Just Kanata is all right. No need to be so stiff, at least with me. I hate it when people are stiff. And hope you too, err, do the confederacy proud!" With a small salute, Kanata saw the loyal Confederacy soldier out of the room.

"I kind of do. We just have to protect his fat ass, right? With so much damn water, using the Water Heavens Convergence jutus would be fucking great for us. Some of my clones could turn into Gozoboro-dono as well to confuse everyone as to which is the real one. In any case, I'll do as I'm told and I'll make sure to do it fucking right."

For once, Kanata seemed pumped up to do the mission. It didn't seem like Mikoto was around, so everything should be all right.




@Savato@KenyeIsMyLife
That's actually called godmodding. You can't control others people's characters. But no, you didn't do anything majorly wrong... this Rp is just kind of at its last of its life.

Interest just died down with the players and some just dropped the RP. It is a common enough ocurrance, so don't think it is your fault. It just wasn't the time for this RP.

In any case, I hope you get into more RP's and get even more experience.
I'll keep that in mind so that your Grim Reaper does not suffer a horrible death (Can it though?). I just hope that you don't mind that, when that happens, we godmod (perhaps Rune since she is your master) Gall a bit.
We are now waiting on Cinderella Man and WanderingSpirit, but well, since I don't want to keep everyone waiting forever, I think I'll get something up by wednesday.
Ha! Well, don't worry about it, you can always make him at a later date.

In any case, Emi is accepted. Go ahead and post her in the Character Section.

@WanderingSpirit totally does not remind me of mustang

Hoping to see what he is like when he is finished.
@sakurasan

The shadow weapon is a bit OP, or at least I think so. Being able to destroy just about everything with a touch and without setbacks is a bit odd.

You should add conditions, or something that happens to her when she uses it. Perhaps it consumes mana in order to be used. Perhaps Akio gets tired when using it. Perhaps her thoughts get even darker when she uses it. I dunno. Think up something that makes it a less OP. A setback to justify its power to destroy.

Aside from that, the curse magic she has is pretty good. I like it, honestly. It is also good to see that not everyone has butterflies in their stomach and a sunny disposition for everything.

However, the one with butterflies and rocks for brains, Charlotte, will definitely try being her friend.
Yeah, that was me being dumb. Sorry. ;p

In any case, I'll post in a while then.
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