King Cosmos

Yu-Gi-Oh!: Harmonia United

@Satoshi Kyou

I'm still here, still working on a collab post for the Machi/Kanna duel. A mixture of computer issues, being tired from work and currently being sick have made it hard to write anything.

I'll endeavour to finish my part of the collab tomorrow.

Great Power... As well as Giant Robots.

Rolling his eyes at the chatter over the radio, Ren pushed the button that began the launch process. Red Imperial already sat on the runway, feet locked into place on the magnetic rails that would fire him out of the hangar and into the open air beyond; pushing the button began the countdown as klaxons began to sound and red light bathed the interior of the hanger, letting anyone still stupid enough to be standing in his way know to leave immediately.

At the end of the countdown the magnetic skids under his mech’s feet exploded forward down the rails with little warning, throwing Ren back in his seat as he was suddenly accelerated to ridiculous speeds. At the end of the track the magnetic track the skids released their hold and Red Imperial was thrown ungraciously from the mouth of the hangar and a second later the rocket kicked in and Red Imperial began to fly under its own power.

“I’m not in a hangar kid, I just launched. If you want to tag along that’s fine, just hurry up. If you don’t get their fast the hunt might be over by the time you get there.”

@Horiibal

Samurai Epic Horror Fantasy RP anyone?

@ShovelKnight

Samurai, horror-themed Dark Souls? Well this seems right up my ally.

You have my interest.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

This was… a lot of information to take in all at once.

It seemed that all of the times Oberon had cast his Shield spell had paid off, both in terms of the skill itself and his own overall progression. The stronger variant of the Shield spell seemed to behave exactly like he would expect at first glance, though it seemed to have a duration which the weaker version lacked and it sounded like it worked through purely magical means rather than by affecting the target durability. In fact, in spite of the fact that this spell came about through continual use of the Shield spell, Shield II seemed to be a different spell entirely, albeit with a similar end result.

But the most interesting thing was the levelling up. He shouldn’t be surprised, this world kept showing him more and more video game related aspects so why now a full blown level up screen as well; he even had skill points to spend, whatever that meant. It even listed out all of his current skills, though a number of them seemed to be too low level to be active at the moment.

A large number of them were mental in nature; meditation, focus and various analysis skills. It wasn’t surprising given how inside his own head he had been this whole time. ‘Lesser Status Heal’ probably came about from his attempts to cure his migraine last night and the ‘Mental Resistance’ was most likely the result of his attempts to break the forth wall of reality.

A sudden outburst of shouting from all corners broke Oberon’s concentration; Orochi, Digbie and Mourningstar were all yelling in turn, rushing into action against something. It wasn’t hard to see what as the largest rat Oberon had ever seen came running towards them, or Digbie specifically, only to be greeted with multiple Mana Shots and the stone spike the Goblin carried.

“Digbie, are you okay? Are you hurt?”

Beside him, Mourningstar said something about a new plan. It was hard to hear exactly what over everything else and it took a moment for Oberon to even recognise that the voice was coming from the Wisp with how different it sounded. With one last parting shot their fearless, for better or worse, leader flew off in the direction of the bonfire, shouting in her usual tone for help from any humans around.

“Hey, don’t just fly off by yourself! We just talked about this!”

Oberon took off as well, chasing after the Wisp as she flew away. He hoped Digbie and Orochi would be okay against the rat by themselves, he was a little worried about leaving them to fend for themselves against the aggressive creature, but Mourningstar running off by herself seemed like the bigger problem right now.

@CriticalHit@Gardevoiran@ReusableSword@Lucius Cypher@Old Amsterdam@floodtalon

Digimon: Into the Digital Age

@Burning Kitty

It's an original Digimon, which is why I went into detail about his appearance.

Digimon: Into the Digital Age

“Leomon, you bast-gah!” Maildramon’s curse was cut short as Leomon’s attack drove him into the ground, the horse-like Digimon’s legs buckling and his torso slamming into the ground as a crater formed underneath him and a web of cracks spread out across the rooftop.

The ‘Fist of the Beast King” attack left a horrible mark on Maildramon’s neck, almost like a burn, iwht blackened and melted metal warping to form a large dent. For a few seconds Maildramon lay still, beaten but not dead as his laboured breathing could still be heard. Slowly, the Champion Digimon managed to pull his legs underneath him and tried to push himself up; his legs trembled and his body shifted slightly, but he no longer had the strength to rise.

“You may be strong, Leomon… but I will not… be defeated like this. Yes, I will not lose… to a Lion… who allows himself to be turned… into a pet… but some human brat!” With a renewed effort Maildramon began to rise, his shaky legs lifting his body from the crater slowly, though it looked as if it took all of his strength just to manage that. Surely he couldn’t fight anymore.

“You will all lose in the end. You will all die. War never prepared you for what’s coming! When he gets involved…”

“I think that’s quite enough Maildramon.” The Champion Digimon froze, even his trembling ceasing, as he heard the voice. Everything was quite in the wake of the mysterious voice and even though his helmet hid his face Maildramon’s shock was evident. Slowly, the armoured Digimon craned his head up to look at something in the air above him.

Hovering in the air, some hundred feet above the building they stood on, a humanoid figure watched them all through an impassive metal mask.

“CyberAngemon.”

A being of both flesh and machine, the humanoid had an almost angelic appearance that was marred by several cybernetic components. His right leg below the hip was entirely made of metal, as was his left arm and shoulder; in fact metal stretched to cover the entirely upper left portion of his torso all the way to his sternum and to the base of his ribcage. Three angelic wings extended from his back on the right hand side, while on his left three wings made of gleaming metal and veins of glowing green light hovered behind him, separate from his body. A metal mask covered the upper half of his face, leaving only his mouth exposed, and if any of the Digidestined were able to get a closer look they would see that the mask was scarred, marked by a line which suggested the mask had been cracked over the left eye and poorly welded back together.

“That’s enough. You’ve said too much, and frankly this whole display is unseemly.”

CyberAngemon’s masked face turned as he examined each of the roofs occupants one at a time; it was hard to determine his mood with half of his face obscured, but the sneer on his lips suggested he was upset, even disgusted by what he saw.

“Leave, Maildramon, if you can still manage that much. Your part in this is done; the task of dealing with the Digidestined has been left to me now.”

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Oberon followed after Mourningstar as she led their little group towards the bonfire, his mind still preoccupied with the results of his last bit of experimentation. The combination of Mana Shot and Shield hadn’t worked nearly how he had expected, but if anything the result was more interesting that what he had been trying to achieve; the ability to create a free standing forcefield, even just in the form of a spherical barrier, would be quite useful if he could turn it into a spell. He would have to try again later and see what he could come up with, plus he had more ideas on how to potentially improve his Mana Shot, not to mention working towards creating an improved healing spell and playing around more with the system messages and menus he had found earlier…

Oberon stopped just before running into the back of Digbie and looked up to find that the group had stopped for some reason. Ahead of them he could now see the flames of the bonfire first hand, though he had seen its illumination from his crevice even if he didn’t know what it was. According to Mourningstar it was a place of congregation for a number of the monsters that dwelled in the cave, making it an ideal place to find others and a questionable place to hunt.

Currently, Mourningstar was hovering in front of them while waving a mana crystal in front of her like a baton, or at least that’s what he thought she was doing, and laying out her plan of action. As he’d kind of feared and expected, the plan wasn’t exactly awe inspiring and the whole thing gave Oberon pause for concern. In the Wisps defence there wasn’t necessarily anything wrong with the plan, finding any other people from Earth and having backup waiting in the wings should anything go wrong, but the execution seemed overly ambitious, rushed and presumptuous. Luckily she was asking for their input, though he wasn’t sure how well she would take it.

As he thought about what he was going to say Oberon cast a shield spell on Mourningstar as instructed. Casting the spell in addition to his earlier efforts depleted his mana reserves, prompting a system message to appear, so he popped one of the mana crystals he was holding to replenish his MP.

As he did so Orochi stepped forward and raised a valid point about the number of Goblins around the bonfire, which was one of the main concerns he himself had, because it didn’t sound like Mourningstar was taking that into account.

“Yeah, ok. I have several things to add to that. Firstly, are you sure you want to go out there alone? I could go with you; I could back you up, add another voice to your speech. It might help to show whoever's down there that you aren’t alone; both so that people don’t think it’s just you they are joining up with and also to deter anyone from attacking you.” Also, he didn’t want to say it but the Wisp didn’t exactly give the best first impression. If she was going to try and ‘recruit’ people in her usual grand fashion it could do more harm than good.

With his mana replenished Oberon turned and also cast a Shield on Digbie and Orochi; hopefully they wouldn’t need it but it wouldn’t hurt to make sure everyone was protected. He began to cast a Shield on himself as well, only to hesitate as he remembered his newly upgraded Magic Analysis skill; as he cast a Shield around himself he made sure to look down as he pressed a hand to his chest, trying to observe the way the mana behaved as the spell activated.

“Before we do anything though, I think we should take a look and see just how many Goblins or other monsters are around the bonfire. If there are too many we should just forget about this whole plan. We might be smarter than the average monster around here and maybe stronger as well, but let’s not get too overconfident.”

@Zeroth@floodtalon@CriticalHit@Gardevoiran

D-CLASS

None of what he had just heard sounded good to Jeremy. On paper it didn’t sound too bad, just a simple janitorial job albeit one that sounded pretty messy and unpleasant; what he didn’t like was the fact that it sounded like they were cleaning out the cage of some dangerous animal at the zoo.

Or maybe something other than an animal. What the hell was behind that door that would leave them alone so long as they made eye contact with it, but would endanger their lives if they looked away or even blinked? He didn’t like the way they kept describing it as an ‘entity’; that made it sound like an alien or something.

Jeremy turned to face Ryan, who was eyeing the door warily. “I’m guessing this is the kind of situation where if I ask questions I won’t get answers? Whatever, let’s just get on with this.”

The other member of their group, the guy who had told them to be good little prisoners back in the cafeteria, grabbed the cleaning supplies and the three of them were let into the room. The smell hit them immediately and Jeremy soon found himself covering his mouth and nose with his hands against the odour; reddish brown sludge coated much of the floor in a thin layer and filled the air with a stench that was a mixture of shit and a tangy, rusty smell.

Once inside, it wasn’t difficult to spot the thing they were supposed to keep an eye on. “What the hell is that thing? Is that a statue?”

@Redmon@Stekkmen

Digimon: Into the Digital Age

Sorry for the delay guys. I have been having some computer trouble the past few days and haven't been in a position to post.

I will get something up in the next couple of days; if I could just ask people not to post anything else related to the fight for now, I have enough information to work with to finish this off.

Great Power... As well as Giant Robots.

@Skinner35 would it cause too many issues to have my character fight the Walking Island by himself? Would you prefer if I had him join the main group?