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Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP (Interest Check)

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I agree. One meme is enough, though I would prefer there be none.

Also, we have a Battle Sister here don't we? It would be uh... Interesting to see what she would think of someone claiming to have the power of god himself in one arm. Especially considering the usual space marines attitude towards heretics and xenos.

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Sure, I could make an npc.

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Nah, its alright. @Lugubrious

The God Hands, while quite strong, wasn't meant to be an something of absolute power after all.

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Wow, we have a whole lot of characters now. Also the power level has been rapidly escalating it seems lol

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@Flamelord Lol don't worry about it. I've literally made a one armed brawler. I think we're going in more for the story rather than just seeing who wins what.

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The God Hand

Name: Juniper

Alias: The God Hand

Race: Human

Sex: Female

Class: Shrine maiden turned brawler.

Equipment: The basic of basics of her profession's tools, a few anti demon talismans, a few more of anti curse, and several empty talismans, an inkbrush, an ink stone, and some inksticks.

Abilities: Due to being the current possessor of one of the God Hand, her usual strength, agility and resilience from surviving in the mad world she lived in was bolstered. She follows in the path of her predecessor, sealing the God Hand not with a Deistic Brace, but with seals and barriers of her profession, an advantage she had over her mostly meatheaded predecessor. This in turn allows her to release its powers with a more explosive result, giving her greater strength, agility as well as nigh invulnerability for a short time. There is also minor effect of her being able to call in projections of items with her God Hand, though the projections can only make simple objects. Anything containing complex insides would be impossible for her to project. From her profession as a miko, or a shrine maiden however, she can do mostly ritualistic magics, from summoning a local kami or deity for divination and the likes, to calling for rain, to the more practical talismans.

Fighting Style: Due to the Mad Max plus more magic and poison chihuahuas nature of her world, she picks up new moves fast, and thus may use opponent's moves against them. Obviously this only applies to physical moves, so she can't breathe fire all of a sudden, or do magic beyond her ability. She fights mostly with her body, using her fists, projected items, real items or even other hapless attackers to bash against her opponents. Taunting opponents into dropping their guard, or fighting dirty was not beyond her. In the event that she was well and truly in danger of losing, she would unleash the power of the God Hand, which would give her precious seconds of empowerment before fading away.

Personality: While she could be said to be confident and cocky, she was that in a way that does not make her seem like an uneducated city thug, but instead of a rich lady with from a rich noble's house. By no means was she ever unseemly rude, for she minded her manners well, and though she did not go out of her way to help every bleeding soul in the area, she wasn't indifferent to the suffering of others. She was the very image of a mild mannered shrine maiden, aloofly judging everyone the same, and treating everyone with as equally as she could.

In battles however, she was prone to taunting the opponent, and letting them do the first move, before beating them down once she's judged their ability.

Bio: Born in the crazy world that was the world of God Hand, she had learned both her profession and how to defend herself almost from the same age as she learned to talk. Juniper and her family had managed to keep one of the last places where it was relatively peaceful and away from the eyes of the more prominent demons around. Finally inheriting the shrine, she remained there for most of her life, acting as its sole guardian and shrine maiden, keeping the peace around it and doing rituals during those very rare times someone managed to find AND reach her without being mauled by bandits. Other times, they were the bandits, though she did not refuse her services to them.

One day, a man came to her shrine, wishing for someone to keep the God Hands. Thinking those were simply religious artifacts, she agreed to keep them, with thoughts of enshrining them to keep them safe. Instead, she lost her own arms and was grafted with the God Hands, arms from a long dead man who toppled a demon long ago, still filled with power. The man revealed himself to be one of the clan that kept the God Hands safe, and thus with that, she now kept her shrine with the company of a rather annoyingly polite man, whose air of politeness belies the snarks he made often.

Weeks past, and she had grown complacent in her ability and her powers with both of the God Hands in her possession. One night, she was awakened by a screeching demon, with her left arm, or more accurately, the left God Hand, missing and her shrine burning down. Without further ado, she set out to reclaim her left arm, and find out what happened to the man that gave them to her.

Wish: She wants nothing more than to reclaim her left arm, and find out what happened to Bernheim, the man who grafted the God Hands onto her.

Echo: Her shrine, showing its age, but beautiful in its own way. Plants grew around it, giving what little color there was in that bleak place it was located. A place full of her memories.

Appearance:

She is missing her left arm, and her clothes are a bit burned around the edges, but otherwise she remains similar to the picture.

Frenzy: Three black arms that sprouts out her left side, turning her veins on the left black with their influence. Each arm is amorphous yet solid, allowing it to stretch and change shapes suddenly. Speed far beyond her normal limits is attained in this form.

Inventory: A phylactery.
Rosary: Rewards a last-second evasion by launching a magical wave-motion counterattack against the wearer's assailant

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Dr. Jekyll
@Lonewolf685

There was a lot of monsters and golems marching the other direction; it was almost all he could do to duck and weave his way through.

He had taken a glance backwards, worrying about his master's safety, but it seemed the beastly Archer had called upon her Noble Phantasm, raining death upon the ever advancing army of beasts. Feeling slightly reassured, he focused his eyes forwards, fixed upon a strange figure in the distance.

It was an odd figure, a masked person surrounded by golems, golems that looked far superiour to the ones that was marching wholesale towards the city. There was no doubt that this person was of some importance, though the figure remained silent all the while.

"Master," using the telepathic link with him and his master, Jekyll started speaking. "I have found what seems to be one of their commanders. A Servant Archer is with you right? Perhaps they can shoot him while he remains unsuspecting and still upon his perch. Even should he move, I can make use of that diversion to eliminate them."

Just to make sure Richard knew where he was exactly, Jekyll started relaying information about their location.

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Victoria & Scathach

"So they've come! I-"

She was cut off promptly by two servants rushing past her towards the wolves. Feeling slightly deflated, she looked towards the other magus, of which some seems to be preparing for large scale magecrafting. There wasn't much she could do to rival those sort of things; she could certainly try, but that was almost certain to result in her circles overloading and/or exploding.

"Well, I might as well teach you something right now." Scathach gave her a long wooden stick, which seemed to be a branch the Lancer had cut off and trimmed recently. Fresh as it was, it was still sharp enough to skewer it seemed. Victoria was just about to complain that she had no idea how to fight with a spear, before Lancer shook her head. "A spear could be used in a multitude of ways. For example..."

Scathach moved and guided Victoria to the correct spear throwing pose, before instructing her how to throw it properly. Victoria felt like she was being moved with more than what was needed, but she followed her instructions regardless.

"Full count... Magic circuit..."

Once again, she reinforced her body, and after a brief analysis of the stick, reinforced it to its limit. With her body almost crackling with energy, she threw the reinforced spear with great force towards the wolves.

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T-that was fast. I'll put up something after I finish other things.

Rise of the Guardians

Lol, its nothing special. ^^;