Holy Soldier

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

@CyraniaEverything looks good except...while I don't have an issue with "inventing" really. The idea that he can invent anything out of anything for the convenience of a situation seems like it would be too much of a cheat code. I also want to ask if you're confident to keep coming up with multiple abilities for such a character?

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Day/Time: Day Two - Evening
Location: Dream Land Arc
Tagging: @Etherean Fire@Zarkun@Guardian Angel Haruki@Leaves

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Inside the Butter Building, Fl. 3

After releasing his sickles of cosmic death, Mr. Bright was surprised to find that the child had avoided his ultimate attack. The soldiers however appeared to struggle against their glorious lunar might. When Frisk approached him, Mr. Bright frowned in caution, raising his gloved fists as though he was ready to throw a punch if he felt compelled. Instead of attack, the child chose to speak to him. Mr. Bright’s eyes widened at two things Frisk had said. Don’t want to fight? That was ridiculous. They were supposed to fight. But the Senior Bros went on vacation?

Mr. Bright scowled. “I am supposed to fight. It is my destiny. Even though your group isn’t our one true enemy, we were ordered by Emperor of the Entire World Dedede to not let anyone pass to the lower floors. The Senior bros have committed treason by letting you pass! I will not make the same mistake!”

The moon thrust out his hand to call the lunar blade that Alicia was struggling with, but he hesitated in the same instant when he noticed Banjo and Kazooie were attacking Mr. Shine. The sun had been too busy laughing at Mr. Bright to notice the four eggs that cracked against the side of his burning head. Mr. Shine winced in pain and first turned to look at the flying bear and bird (bears could fly?) only to see them bank out of the way of a lunar blade that went flipping straight into his eye. The sickle pierced the sun’s face, passing through his left eye and embedding itself in his head.

“AAARGH! MY FACE!” Mr. Shine screamed as he tumbled toward the grassy floor. He fell like a bowling ball, striking the ground and rolling in his pain. “GET IT OUT! GET IT OUT!”

The room became divided in light and darkness once the two celestial forms were grounded. On the left side of the room was a cooler climate and the sky was riddled with stars. On the right side, Mr. Shine and his burning anger began raising the temperature. The grass was beginning to turn from green to black in the heat of his temper.

Mr. Bright then finally tugged the lunar blade from Alicia and the spinning sickle passed by Frisk without impaling the child from behind (which had been his original intention). The moon caught the blade with ease, pinching its pointy edge between his thumb and finger. His eyes were wide as he gazed upon Mr. Shine, rolling in agony. Memories of the star harassing and fighting him as they waited for Kirby caused a hot and excitable metaphorical blood to flow through his nonexistent veins. Mr. Bright’s offhand clenched, restraining the joy he felt. He could finish the bastard off…

The moon’s eyes were shining at the opportunity. He waved his hand at Frisk. “Step aside.”

Holding his lunar blade, the moon marched toward Mr. Shine who had rolled onto his knees and scowled up at Mr. Bright.

“This is your fault! If you weren’t throwing your stupid blades around with shit accuracy then this wouldn’t have happened!”

Mr. Bright said nothing as he continued to close the distance between him and Mr. Shine. Mr. Shine then noticed the look in his eyes and smirked. A sadistic giggle left the sun as he rose to his feet despite the crescent moon sticking out of his face. “Oh, I see. You wanna kill me is that it? All those beatings I gave you got your Saturn in a twist? You can’t beat me, you bright loser.”

Mr. Shine brought the heels of his hands together and motioned his hands to his side. Solar energy swirled in a bright orange spiral against his palms, collecting in a sphere. Mr. Bright stopped and raised his lunar blade defensively. Mr. Shine chuckled hysterically. “I’M GONNA FINISH YOU OFF AND THEN I’M GOING TO INCINERATE THIS ENTIRE ROOM! HAA~!”

Thrusting out his palms, a fiery beam of concentrated solar energy and plasma extended toward Mr. Bright. Mr. Bright caught the beam against his lunar blade and pressed his hand against the flat end. Baring his teeth, he could feel the power of the sun beginning to heat up his weapon. Orange cracks started to appear across the crescent blade as moon fragments began to crumble free.

“AH HA HA HA HA!” Mr. Shine continued to chaotically laugh through his pain and sadistic excitement.

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XP INITIATED!

GM Note: From here on out, all players will be required to keep track of their word count. XP will be awarded every GM post. Be sure to check the XP hider to see how much XP your character earned. Remember to keep your CSes updated. I have seen players slack in keeping their XP up-to-date and they have lost XP points because of it. I didn't take the XP away from them, they just didn't keep track of the XP on their own. It is YOUR responsibility if you want your character to level.

XP Awarded

Frisk 1

Alicia 1

Banjo & Kazooie 2

Cloud 1

P.O.

If a player is inactive for more than 3 days without letting the GMs know of any delays, then the player can be skipped over on the 4th day. If a player does not wish to post, they can Mention the GM and let the GM know he or she "Passes" on his or her turn.

P.O.: Frisk, Alicia Harnick, Banjo & Kazooie, and Cloud.

Project Crossover Waiting List is Open

Link to main game OOC

Hey everyone,

I am opening the waiting list for the next players wishing to join one of Roleplayer Guild's few (and successful) multiverse RPGs. This game has been running for a full year and it will continue to until its next anniversary. If you like long-term games (that don't die in the first few week), then this is your game. If you like role playing as an actual team-oriented group, then this is your game. If you like a community with cool and mature writers with little to no drama, then this is definitely the game for you.

Be sure to check out the updated character list. I know it hasn't been updated since December 17, 2017. That's just because it's up-to-date and I did have recruitment on hold for several months. Check over that list to see what characters are taken. If you don't see a character taken, then that character is available.

Understand that while this game is casual(to advanced), it is not "free." I do enforce the word count. If you are unable to post at least 300 words, then you will be depriving your character of free XP. I always promote improvement in writing. If you don't want to post more than 300 words, then do not join this game.

Lastly, if you refer to the section of the OOC titled "Story Thus Far," you will be able to conveniently read what all has happened in a quick and short summary. Once you have read that, you will be caught up. Players on the game waiting list and who have submitted an approved future character will be allowed access to the game's discord server.

Project Crossover Waiting List is Open

Link to main game OOC

Hey everyone,

I am opening the waiting list for the next players wishing to join one of Roleplayer Guild's few (and successful) multiverse RPGs. This game has been running for a full year and it will continue to until its next anniversary. If you like long-term games (that don't die in the first few week), then this is your game. If you like role playing as an actual team-oriented group, then this is your game. If you like a community with cool and mature writers with little to no drama, then this is definitely the game for you.

Be sure to check out the updated character list. I know it hasn't been updated since December 17, 2017. That's just because it's up-to-date and I did have recruitment on hold for several months. Check over that list to see what characters are taken. If you don't see a character taken, then that character is available.

Understand that while this game is casual(to advanced), it is not "free." I do enforce the word count. If you are unable to post at least 300 words, then you will be depriving your character of free XP. I always promote improvement in writing. If you don't want to post more than 300 words, then do not join this game.

Lastly, if you refer to the section of the OOC titled "Story Thus Far," you will be able to conveniently read what all has happened in a quick and short summary. Once you have read that, you will be caught up. Players on the game waiting list and who have submitted an approved future character will be allowed access to the game's discord server.

Project Crossover Waiting List is Open

Link to main game OOC

Hey everyone,

I am opening the waiting list for the next players wishing to join one of Roleplayer Guild's few (and successful) multiverse RPGs. This game has been running for a full year and it will continue to until its next anniversary. If you like long-term games (that don't die in the first few week), then this is your game. If you like role playing as an actual team-oriented group, then this is your game. If you like a community with cool and mature writers with little to no drama, then this is definitely the game for you.

Be sure to check out the updated character list. I know it hasn't been updated since December 17, 2017. That's just because it's up-to-date and I did have recruitment on hold for several months. Check over that list to see what characters are taken. If you don't see a character taken, then that character is available.

Understand that while this game is casual(to advanced), it is not "free." I do enforce the word count. If you are unable to post at least 300 words, then you will be depriving your character of free XP. I always promote improvement in writing. If you don't want to post more than 300 words, then do not join this game.

Lastly, if you refer to the section of the OOC titled "Story Thus Far," you will be able to conveniently read what all has happened in a quick and short summary. Once you have read that, you will be caught up. Players on the game waiting list and who have submitted an approved future character will be allowed access to the game's discord server.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Level: 4
Day/Time: Day Two, Afternoon
Location: 3rd floor with the group
Tag: @Guardian Angel Haruki@Zarkun@Leaves@Etherean Fire
Word Count: 307
Limit Break: 3/10

Cloud frowned when he saw the moon sit upright. He didn’t know why he thought that the celestial being would have been vanquished so soon. He glanced up at the sun who began to ridicule the moon on burning tears. The ex-SOLDIER broke into a sprint to get out from under the fire shower that singed the pseudo-earth and drew his purple blade. He charged toward the spinning beam of light that flew like a lethal disc toward him and Banjo-Kazooie. The bear and bird acrobatically flipped into the air as the disc passed beneath them. The blonde swordsman raised his blade. His offhand went to support the flat side of the sword and caught the whirling disc that sparked and flashed like a saw against it. He dug the balls of his booted feet into the grass. The spinning force of the blade caused his soles to drag back across the giving turf. Cloud bore his teeth, face tensing from the inhuman strength he began to apply in return.

Frisk called to him and Banjo-Kazooie, directing their attention to the cocky star in the sky. Cloud noticed Banjo and Kazooie were already flying toward the chuckling sphere. He felt his arms growing weaker. He could feel the burn and numb of muscle failure creeping along them as the vibrations from the lunar blade whipped through his hands. Cloud’s head lowered as his jaw tensed. Hold it…he told himself. He was watching the flying team above, waiting for the right moment.

As soon as Kazooie fired four eggs at Mr. Shine, Cloud dropped his heels and forced the lunar blade back with a grunt before quickly bringing his offhand to the hilt of his Butterfly Edge. He brought the blade arching upwards, connecting with the lunar blade and sending it whirling like a Frisbee toward the sun.

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Level: 2
Day/Time: Day 3 - Evening
Location: Forest of Skyrim
Tag: @Mattchstick@DracoLunaris@Zarkun@Lugubrious
Word Count: 641

A heavy weapon splashed in the snow next to him. Boss glanced over at the weapon and then over at the red robot who was kind enough to lend him her sidearm until the two nerds back on the ship were finished fighting.

“Now we’re talking!” Boss excitedly exclaimed as he grabbed the weapon and took up an unsupported position. By the time he gazed down the sights, he saw that the Forsworn were already turning tail. The keen fire from the armed members of his team sent them running like cowards. “Really?” he irritably grumbled. “I didn’t get a chance to shoot anyone!”

He then stood from behind the rock he had been taking cover behind and brushed the ice crystals from his green Christmas sweater. The president continued to watch the tribesmen shrink into the white distance before he glared left and right at his team.

“You guys could have at least saved me some. Shit.”

It wasn’t like they were out-numbered and trying to protect not only themselves but those with unsuitable weapons. Suddenly, strange cybernetic squares began to materialize before the Boss. The squares pieced together gradually forming into what appeared to be a rifle. Boss reached out to grasp the weapon by the pistol grip as it solidified in his hand. The gun that had finished forming was an unusual contraption with purple, orange, and green tubes. Lowering the weapon, he walked over to Piper and handed her back her pistol.

“Thanks even though I didn’t get a chance to use it.”

Boss’s attention was then grabbed by the approach of who he assumed to be Ulfric. He arched a brow at the man, wanting outright to ask who you is? but he refrained. He wasn’t entirely an idiot. As Ulfric beckoned them to follow him, Boss held up his rifle and the weapon vanished into an unseen weapon’s locker on his person. He jogged over to the head Stormcloak and introduced himself, “I’m the Boss of this Motley…uh…I mean…The Crew. The machine gods you speak of…I haven’t seen them, but I’m sure they’re just some dumb robots we can quickly scrap. We’ll get Mario Kart back to you soon. It’ll be no sweat!”

Boss. It’s Markarth.

“What was that?” he asked, apparently looking up at the heavens as though speaking to some god (at least he appeared that way to the Stormcloaks).

Markarth.

“That’s what I said. Markarth.”

You said Mario Kart.

“No I didn’t. Why would I fucking say that? That’s so stupid. That’s not even the right game.”

You said Mario Kart you dumbass!

“Kinzie; I’m-I’m losing you. I’m-I can’t-I’m…”

…I know you can still hear me.

Out of nowhere, a thunderous sound ripped through the sky and shook the land like a massive earthquake.

“JESUS!” Boss exclaimed as he dropped to the ground.

What made it more frightening was that it hadn’t been just a loud boom, but a voice shouting in some creepy gibberish followed. As everything fell quiet after its passing, Boss cautiously returned to his feet, his wide eyes glancing about his surroundings. Ulfric then explained that what they had heard were The Greybeards.

“Greybeards? Like geezers?” Boss questioned in confusion. Ulfric then talked about some great journey to go see them that would be just as cold, difficult, and full of danger than fighting tribesmen obsessed with deer fashion. As Ulfric resumed his walk toward the fortress, Boss turned around to face his crew and said, “You guys can go ahead and count me out. Climbing up some dangerous mountain to see some creepy old guys is not my thing. It’s fucking cold here. The sooner we turn these bots into scrap, then the sooner we can go home. This mountain journey has nothing to do with our mission and it sounds like a complete waste of time.”

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Day/Time: Day Three - Evening
Location: Skyrim
Tagging: @Mattchstick@Zarkun@DracoLunaris@Lugubrious

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The Stormcloaks remained grounded. The Nords thought for sure that they had made a fatal mistake leaving the fortress until the group that they had once thought were enemies returned fire. One of them transformed into a steel god and began firing back upon the Forsworn. The Dwarven machine produced ranged technology that they believed only Dwarves could make and likewise returned fire. The blue witch sang an enchanting melody that filled their once calm blood with a vigorous energy. The Stormcloaks were in awe and watched as the enemy began to dwindle beneath their firepower.

The overconfident Forsworn were being picked off left and right by enemies they had never seen before. When the largest and strongest in their group collapsed like trees in the snow with their brains exploding behind them, without much of an organized leader, the Forsworn started to retreat. Eleven of their soldiers fell in the snow, leaving behind the valuable technology that the Stormcloaks had lacked. Ulfric saw this and waited until all the Forsworn had ceased fire and retreated before he rose off the ground and ordered to his men, “Go grab as much of those weapons as you can carry!”

The Stormcloaks grunted in acknowledgement and quickly rose off of their bellies to race over to the fallen loot. Ulfric then walked over to the mysterious soldiers, gazing them over as though he were surveying beings that shouldn’t exist. After a momentary pause, he spoke, “Thank you. I thought for certain we had fallen into their trap. For days we have been holed up in the fortress, waiting for the Forsworn to inevitably take us. Now that you are here, we have a chance to drive them out of Markarth. Then again…” Ulfric frowned in thought. “There are few of you than there are in Markarth. The Forsworn are not the real threat. It is the machine gods who provide them with weapons, but let us not delay. Come, we shall return to the fortress and continue our talk there.”

The Stormcloaks returned holding the weapons dropped by the Forsworn. They held them like tree branches unsure how to properly hold or wield them. They followed after their lord, the Nords moving swiftly for no one could determine how soon the enemy would attack again. As the party began to move out, their march was halted by a thunderous sound…

The shout seemed to shake the land. Stormcloak, hero, and the steel gods were able to hear the eldritch power that resonated from the mountains. Ulfric held out his arms. His eyes frantically darted about. He had thought they had been attacked by the steel gods. As the shout faded into a quiet echo, Ulfric calmed and turned back to face the group.

He reassured them, “That shout was not our enemy. It is a power that I thought I would never hear in my lifetime. I had heard only stories of it until now. That voice was The Greybeards. They are calling for one of you…As much as I would like for the five of you to stay together, I am not foolish enough to have you ignore the call of the Greybeards. They have taken interest in one of you. I do not know who but they are calling you to High Hrothgar. The journey is cold, arduous, and filled with danger. Whoever chooses to make the ascent, I cannot nor my men accompany you.”

Ulfric turned back toward the fortress. “Think about your decision. I can show whoever decides to go a way to get there in the fortress.”

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Enemies Killed: 11
Total Enemies Survived: 9
Forsworn
Location: Withdrawn

XP INITIATED!

GM Note: The Greybeards call for one. Decide as a team who should go. The mission will be a side mission separate from the main, but the player will return later to participate in the main mission. XP has been initiated. Any actions or decisions your characters decide to make will affect the mission from this point on. Consequences can either be positive or negative. The results are only seen every GM post.

P.O.

If a player is inactive for more than 3 days without letting the GMs know of any delays, then the player can be skipped over on the 4th day. If a player does not wish to post, they can @Mention the GM and let the GM know he or she "Passes" on his or her turn.

P.O.: Mr. President, Azura, Vent, Captain Piper, and Ruben.

Battle XP Awarded

Mr. President
Battle: 5
Kills: 0
Assists: 0
Word Count: 2
Total XP: 7

Azura
Battle: 5
Kills: 0
Assists: 2
Word Count: 3
Total XP: 10

Vent
Battle: 5
Kills: 7
Assists: 0
Word Count: 2
Total XP: 14

Captain Piper
Battle: 5
Kills: 2
Assists: 2
Word Count: 3
Total XP: 12

Ruben
Battle: 5
Kills: 2
Assists: 0
Word Count: 2
Total XP: 9

Project Crossover [Video Game Crossover RP]

Day/Time: Day Three - Very Early Morning
Location: Tetris Castle, Platform City, and The Save Point
Tagging: @Etherean Fire@ONL@DracoLunaris@Guardian Angel Haruki@Zarkun@Majoras End

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Meanwhile in Tetris Castle…

Guile was lying in the arms of Rosalina. His Army-green tank was torn across his chest, and his crimson blood was seeping into the fabric. His hand clutched the wound. Streams of blood were spilling from the corners of his mouth as he gazed through wide, desperate eyes at the short, retreating figure.

Meta Knight’s cape twisted in the breeze of his gait as he left the Street Fighter clinging to life. Ahead of him were Waddle Dees and Doos dressed cutely in pirate and sailor clothes. They poked at the cowardly Moneybags, pressing him to continue on to the end of the hall where they would all be warped out. A Waddle-Dee was also carrying the Bodysnatcher’s bag.

Morvin Solus was lying on his side unconscious amidst sparks and hanging wiring. The project he had been working on was completely sabotaged.

“Don’t let them take me!” Moneybags begged. “Ouch!”

A Waddle-Dee pirate poked his furry behind with his sword.

Guile rested the bloodied hand that had been holding his wound on the floor. Teeth grit angrily, the Street Fighter attempted to rise but Rosalina wrapped her arms around him.

“Guile! Please stop!” she pleaded.

“Traitor!” Guile roared after Meta Knight. “You made a mistake not finishin’ me off!”

“Stop Guile!”

Her Lumas were using all of their energy to keep the Street Fighter alive. Meta Knight didn’t hesitate to turn or even acknowledge Guile’s declaration.

In Platform City, the cloaked individual gazed up at the flying Halberd (the ship). He dropped to all fours, quickening his sprint from roof top to roof top.

As Bentley pointed out the strange ship, Sparx glanced at the remaining members of the group. “An important guest?” he questioned. He then fluttered out the window and turned to face the others. “I think I’m the fastest. I will tail that guy so we don’t lose him. Just look for me!”

The dragonfly darted off in a bee-line, flying over the roof tops after the retreating figure and making sure he was flying high enough so that those pursuing him could find him. The dragonfly’s bright body was like a yellow star.

The Seven Deadly Sins [LF Lust and Sloth]

Location: Outside Rega, Fairy Island
Tagging: @Yahrlan
Summary: Grimjet was resurrected by a drop of wine and seeks out food to reform himself. Unfortunately,
he has Devan on the menu.

The drop of wine rolled down jagged teeth, dissolving into the bone. The jaws snapped together as the limbless skeleton wiggled to and fro. Its neck was held by a noose. Sprouting freakishly from its torso were two arms and legs. Its sharp digits raked at the rope about its throat, severing it to drop its body into the sand. Lying on its back in the dirt, the skeleton exhaled on a rasp, “The pain…”

The skeleton then sat forward as golden sand dumped from its bones. A whimper quivered from it before its socket-less head turned toward the white-haired fairy who was flying away. However, it did not see a fairy. What it saw was food. The skeleton rose and started to creep after her. Its hands rose with curled greedy fingers, its jaws parting hungrily.

“Food…” it quietly hissed. If it had any salivary glands, then it would have been drooling. Blinded by an insatiable need. Once it felt it had managed to creep close enough to Devan, the skeleton attacked, reaching for her shoulders and jaws prepared to clamp down on her flesh.