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6 yrs ago
Desktop profile login won't work. Coincidence that Windows 7 is no longer supported on same day? Consider me doubtful.
7 yrs ago
I wonder why I have no notifications, then I realize I forgot to sub to my own threads. Whoops!
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7 yrs ago
I'm having way too much fun with my Legend of Zelda Encylopedia. This is the game that got me into roleplaying so have a lot invested in it's lore and stories. Too bad can't have all the games too.
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8 yrs ago
It's begining to look a lot like Christmas...too bad it was already looking this way back in October...
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8 yrs ago
Whew, looks like only 5 days, stupid thing showed me six just to try and scare my pants off...

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"I officially hate all birds now." Francesca thought as at least one of the magical girls noticed that another demon was in the area because of that stupid pest. Through the crack of the door she could see the girl trying to locate her. It appeared that only this one had noticed, which was a relief but if a fight broke out it was doubtful she would be alone for long.

There we two reasons why this would be the case: First, Francesca's power was certainly not suited for stealth as it was mostly about power and destruction, plus moving the Earth tended to be highly suspicious. Second, magical children were like cockroaches, they were hard to kill and even if you managed to squash one they tended to multiply in numbers and right now, it would be like walking on a nest of them. While logic was all nice and good the plain fact was, well she was in a position that probably wouldn't let her escape unnoticed anyway.

Francesca had to wonder if someone had set her up so they could see the magical children in action, a certain loli came to mind.

Francesca cursed when she noticed the girl was more than 2 meters away, too far for her to attack from her hidden position. She considered just going down, through the building but Francesca was greedy, perhaps there was something she could get from the encounter, one never knew with magical girls as sometimes they had powerful magical items to steal. After convincing herself she might get something out of the encounter, Francesca nonchalantly opened the door and stalked out, muscles and all.

"Well aren't you the cocky one?" She grinned, her oni features making her looks strong and intimidating as she casually walked closer, trying to get within 2 meters of her target before stopping. "I suppose you imagine yourself a hunter from taking out small fry." Francesca cracked her knuckles for dramatic effect, her grin turning into a smirk.

Francesca wondered to herself if the magical girl had met a sentient demon before or if all her experience was with low level scumbags. Magical girls always had a wide variety of reactions when they first met a sentient demon, some were instantly frightened, others started to question the ethics of fighting demons when they realized some were 'people', and of course there were those who relished the chance to fight a demon with a mind. In any case it was always interesting to see a magical girl's first reaction, though it was possible this one had met one before, but it wasn't that common.
"You will see something very interesting if you go to London," was what the message had said. Francesca glowered at the note in her hand. She wanted to burn a hole through it but fire wasn't exactly her specialty.

When she got the message her mind went wild with possibilities: Maybe a rare world class gem would be on display she could snatch, or some famous festival she could crash, perhaps the royal family was on a secret trip away from any bodyguards so she could kidnap them. These had all been interesting ideas, possibilities, that had floated through her head but reality was as usual, rather cruel. All that had happened while she was in London was that a bunch of demon birds had appeared and brought along with them several parasites, magical children.

Now obviously such a huge gathering of magical children did could as 'something' interesting but that wouldn't help sate her appetite for wealth and power. Another interesting thing was the fact that she could sense the Demon Lord in the area who must be watching what was going on, scheming and planning whatever little machinations she had planned for them.

Francesca crumpled the paper in her strong hands, she had a sneaking suspicion she had been played, trolled, duped into coming to London today. The image that came to her mind was their loli overlord giggling maniacly as she scribbled out the note which ended up on her doorstep. A mischevious kid was what the demon lord looked like after all, but even if that was true, not like she could do anything about it, yet.

For now she hid up on top of a nearby building, trying her best to keep low and out of sight. Sure she hated magical children but unless she saw some opportunity to grab something for herself, there was no point getting into a fight. She would watch and wait...at least that was plan.

"CAWWW!!!" Screached one of the nasty bird things as it landed next to her on the rooftop. Francesca turned to look at it, slowly. It in turn, looked at her with one of its stupid eyes.

"You can't be serious..." They stared at each other and Francesca's eyebrow began to twitch in rage. "Get off my DAMN ROOF!" Grabbing the idiot Avian by the neck she hurled the creature into the sky as far away as possible then dove into door on top of the roof and shut it almost completely behind her. Hopefully the magical children didn't notice and she could hide in there till they passed.
"Thank goodness someone listens!" Zypha commented as August went to the captain's cabin to search for useful things like maps and the like, but as no one decided to pick up the downed woman, it looked like it was up to her. She threw up her hands in the air for dramatic effect, then proceeded to bend down and pick Croma up, throwing her over her shoulder like a rather undignified sack of potatoes.

"You better not wake up and stab me or something." Zypha complained even though she rather effortless carried the other woman. "Like I said, make yourselves useful while I take care of this lump." She couldn't help but pat Croma's butt in order to emphasize lump. With that accomplished she carried her onto their smaller vessel and laid her down inside the captain's quarters, which wasn't much, but at least had a decent cot.

Zypha checked her vitals and quickly came to the conclusion that the woman was famished. She certainly wasn't a cook but thankfully they at least had some decent ingredients given to them by the locals at their last stop. She ended up putting together some salted meat of an unknown variety, though it was decently tender, some nuts, an apple, and a little drink to wash it down. It was rather simple and plain but would do the job no doubt.

She found a stool to use as a small table and placed it next to the cot, near Croma. Maybe whatever little smell the meal had would wake the girl up. In any event she would soon see what the girl was about.
Name: Francesca Wells

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Appearance:



Personality: Greedy to a fault, this human turned demon always wants more: More food, more money, more power. She hates anyone who gets in her way, aka magical children, since they prevent her from stealing more stuff. With a ravenous appetite for things and power she wants to become an unstoppable juggernaut and even become a ruler one day. She can be extremely stubborn and persistent when she wants to be, not liking to let go of any goal in sight if she can help it.

Powers:

Corruption: Like any demon she has the power to corrupt humans. The corruption increases at the greatest rate when she is striking her opponents, kind of like pounding the poison into them.

Rock Solid: On top of her natural physical physique is her demonic strength. Capable of lifting cars with relative ease her strength is not to be underestimated. It is useful both for fighting and for taking stuff for herself. She is also quite tough and can take a wrecking ball to the face, well if it doesn’t catch her off guard anyway.

Earth Manipulation: Her demonic power is greatly attuned to the Earth, allowing her to manipulate the ground at least partially to her will. For example: she can cause special tremors by stomping her feet which get directed toward her target to knock them off balance. She can mold the earth, including things such as concrete, to her will in limited quantities and at best 2 meters from her person. This includes things like making the earth jut up like a spear, causing the ground to shift and crack, and fashioning pieces of earth into makeshift projectiles and weapons, like hammers and clubs.

History: Francesca Wells was actually quite an athlete when she was human. She grew up in an ok family, had some issues but nothing she couldn’t handle. From a young age she was interested in sports and pursed them with a passion. Soon enough she was a triathlete, competing in big competitions and holding her own. Then came the sponsors, then came the greed.

It started simply at first, taking some money on the side from the sponsorships, investing a little here and there. One thing led to another, fancy clothes, jewelry, a new car, pretty soon whatever caught her fancy she would go out of her way to get, but it was never enough. As her appetite grew and her tastes grew more expensive she started to really mess around. One day though she messed around too much and exposed some of her illicit dealings to the public.

The community was rightfully, quite appalled at her actions and soon measures were taken against her. Medals were taken away, her sponsors all abandoned her, and her reputation was thoroughly dragged through the mud. Enraged at the ‘injustice’ given to her she went on a bit of a rampage and got arrested. Brought down to Earth with nothing to her name anymore, she was visited by a demon who promised her the power to get back everything that was taken from her.

Feeling it was the only way, she quickly accepted the offer and was transported to the Demon World to be thoroughly corrupted and changed. With all her negative feelings at the time it didn’t take long and soon she was rampaging about as a demon, taking what she wanted without remorse.

Her first action as a new demon was to retrieve the medals that were taken from her, and bash in some heads along the way. She's been at this game now for 3 years.
Beforehand fights determined, a good way to go to make the fight more of an awesome story rather than a 'word fight'. As for the voting, hmm I think you may just want to determine who gets the role yourself so there's no hard feelings, which I see you already decided so that's good.
I always have a thing for making bad guys it seems, anyway I was interested so decided to try my hand at a demon character.

Name: Francesca Wells

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Appearance:



Personality: Greedy to a fault, this human turned demon always wants more: More food, more money, more power. She hates anyone who gets in her way, aka magical children, since they prevent her from stealing more stuff. With a ravenous appetite for things and power she wants to become an unstoppable juggernaut and even become a ruler one day. She can be extremely stubborn and persistent when she wants to be, not liking to let go of any goal in sight if she can help it.

Powers:

Corruption: Like any demon she has the power to corrupt humans. The corruption increases at the greatest rate when she is striking her opponents, kind of like pounding the poison into them.

Rock Solid: On top of her natural physical physique is her demonic strength. Capable of lifting cars with relative ease her strength is not to be underestimated. It is useful both for fighting and for taking stuff for herself. She is also quite tough and can take a wrecking ball to the face, well if it doesn’t catch her off guard anyway.

Earth Manipulation: Her demonic power is greatly attuned to the Earth, allowing her to manipulate the ground at least partially to her will. For example: she can cause special tremors by stomping her feet which get directed toward her target to knock them off balance. She can mold the earth, including things such as concrete, to her will in limited quantities and at best 2 meters from her person. This includes things like making the earth jut up like a spear, causing the ground to shift and crack, and fashioning pieces of earth into makeshift projectiles and weapons, like hammers and clubs.

History: Francesca Wells was actually quite an athlete when she was human. She grew up in an ok family, had some issues but nothing she couldn’t handle. From a young age she was interested in sports and pursed them with a passion. Soon enough she was a triathlete, competing in big competitions and holding her own. Then came the sponsors, then came the greed.

It started simply at first, taking some money on the side from the sponsorships, investing a little here and there. One thing led to another, fancy clothes, jewelry, a new car, pretty soon whatever caught her fancy she would go out of her way to get, but it was never enough. As her appetite grew and her tastes grew more expensive she started to really mess around. One day though she messed around too much and exposed some of her illicit dealings to the public.

The community was rightfully, quite appalled at her actions and soon measures were taken against her. Medals were taken away, her sponsors all abandoned her, and her reputation was thoroughly dragged through the mud. Enraged at the ‘injustice’ given to her she went on a bit of a rampage and got arrested. Brought down to Earth with nothing to her name anymore, she was visited by a demon who promised her the power to get back everything that was taken from her.

Feeling it was the only way, she quickly accepted the offer and was transported to the Demon World to be thoroughly corrupted and changed. With all her negative feelings at the time it didn’t take long and soon she was rampaging about as a demon, taking what she wanted without remorse.

Her first action as a new demon was to retrieve the medals that were taken from her, and bash in some heads along the way. She's been at this game now for 3 years.
@Blackbeard Well anyway, I need to devote myself to other things so I most certainly won't try to Co-Gm now that I've thought about it. I'll keep an eye out for now but...we'll see.
Its been a while since my last bleach roleplay but I'm interested for sure. I've never been that big a fan of shinigami though so...maybe co-gm? I'll have to think about it for a bit though.
"Just my luck, first marines and now some nut job pirate who apparently owns quite a few ships. This next island must be a pirate cove." Zypha thought as she glared at the island and then glared at the mentally disturbed dancing man. Whoever he was, he was certainly a piece of work, though he seemed to at least know what they were getting into, except now she had a feeling the man just made up the names as he went along.

"Do you mind shutting your trap!" Zypha yelled at the man before returning to the den-den mushi. "First off, your numbskulls attacked my ship so whatever happened to this Tommy and Jammy is on their heads! Second, I'm really not in the mood for your kind of bull! Third, you really know how to piss a girl off, normally I wouldn't give a fig about some pirate operation but dealing in human trafficking really, really rubs me the wrong way. So I don't know where you are you miserable little crackpot but if you dare come my way I'll crave out yer eyeballs and stuff them down your grimy throat!"

Not wanting to hear anything more, Zypha threw the den-den mushi at the dancing man to get him to stop. Zypha took a few deep breathes to calm herself down and stared at the island. "Well heck, if we try to make port there that wanker will no doubt have his men waiting for us, but we need to stay a few days to reset the log. After last time's disaster we really can't afford to go straight into the lion's den." Zypha grumbled as she started to pace the deck of the enemy ship. Then she stopped to get a good look at everybody.

"Also what about you lot? You just gonna stand there or are ya gonna make yerselves useful? We need to hurry and take whatever is useful on this tub and quickly get underway. If we could find some island maps or something that would be great, maybe in the captain's cabin. We need to hurry before that lout decides to send his whole fleet after us. Get your butts in gear or I'll beat ya so you don't slow me down!"
As it turned out Zypha didn't need to do anything else as the captain was taken down with very little ceremony. Abigail called out to her that the coast was clear so Zypha walked out from her position behind the mast and walked over toward the others, though at first she made her way toward her thrown scythe to retrieve the weapon. It did not take very long for Abigail to size up the others on the deck, or lying on the deck in Croma's case.

From what she could gather, they had managed to escape from prison and had fought their way out at the same time the pirates had attacked them. It was a fortunate series of events that had made their assault operation run quite smoothly overall. The woman seemed to be quite skilled with the sword while she was unsure about the young man. Despite them being unsure who these people were, Zypha felt no need to hold onto her weapons so she locked them in place around her waist, under her jacket.

The young man seemed very ungrateful which caused Zypha to smirk and say, "arrangements other than having a tea party with these losers you mean? If they had followed through with their plans you would have just been another slave and you'd be where more than five minutes late." There was a bitterness in her tone when she mentioned slave but aside from that slight emphasis kept her cool.

Zypha heard a slight crackling noise from one of the downed pirates so she walked over to him and found the transponder snail. "For now why don't you guys loot this ship and head over to our vessel, it'd be a shame to let you rot on this brig. That said, no funny business or I'll have to show you a really good time."

Zypha picked up the transponder snail and brought it up to her face. "Hey slaver wanna-be ya there? I just wanted to thank ya for the wonderful welcome. If you don't mind could ya just bugger off, I'm pretty tired of taking out the trash."

Zypha looked down at Croma for a second as she waited for a reply. "If someone could carry her to our ship that would be great, just be careful, if she weren't unconscious she'd try to take a bite out of ya it looks like." She remembered feeling the woman's bloodlust, before she became unconscious. "I'd rather not stay here for much longer after all."
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