@KhKj mind if I use my own character template for this? I'd like to split the combat section up so there are separate weapon and semblance sections. Maybe add a few extra sections for stuff like what Kingdom the come from or what their occupation is; student, hunter, teacher and so on.
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Casual is the section that is generally the most active, so unless you want to enforce a higher standard of writing that would be the place to put it.
It depends on if you want our characters to be involved with the events of the main plot or not. It may be easier to have our characters be in Vacuo, or even helping with the clean up of Vale, and have a completely separate story, rather than try and influence events that we don't know anything about past the latest episode. @KhKj
Depending on the details of the RP I might be interested. @KhKj
I'll try and get a post up before the weekend as well. Going back to work has left me with not much energy for writing unfortunately, but I'll get something up soon.
It seemed this evening was turning into quite the event as another Servant announced her arrival. It didn’t speak well of him that he hadn’t noticed her presence at all until Assassin announced it, not that he expected to have sharper senses than the swordswoman, meaning that there were at least two opponents in this war who could ambush him should they choose to.
From her apparent weapon of choice it would seem that they were in the presence of the Lancer of this war; a rather oddly attired woman with long, silver hair and a weapon with an excessively large blade. He didn’t recognise her at all, or even the style of the armour or weapon she bore, though judging by the title she gave him it would seem that she knew of him. “It seems my reputation precedes me Lancer, though I would thank you not to use that title too freely lest you give away my secrets; being famous in life has its disadvantages when one wishes to remain incognito. I must confess to my embarrassment however that I do not know your name or even the land you hail from; since you have me at a disadvantage, perhaps you might like to even the playing field by giving telling me how you came to know of me?”
@KoL@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR@Anza
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“Hmph.” Thomas couldn’t help but notice that Archer hadn’t said they wouldn’t do anything that might upset the Clocktower merely that they wouldn’t be caught doing it, which as good as confirmed what sort of methods the Servant wished to employ in this war. No matter; the aged Magus had known what kind of Servant he was getting when he had chosen his catalyst and he hadn’t been lying when he said he’d rather remain alive that keep his hands clean. He would just need to make sure Archer didn’t do anything too extreme; though how he could stop him if he tried Thomas wasn’t sure.
“Nothing like London I’m afraid; I imagine what crime this town has would be rather unorganised compared to what you are looking for. But no matter what you saw every town has its homeless, its bad elements and its criminals; I would have thought you of all people would know that Archer. You may not find anything more than petty thieves, muggers or drug dealers, but you’ll always find something.”
@PKMNB0Y
From her apparent weapon of choice it would seem that they were in the presence of the Lancer of this war; a rather oddly attired woman with long, silver hair and a weapon with an excessively large blade. He didn’t recognise her at all, or even the style of the armour or weapon she bore, though judging by the title she gave him it would seem that she knew of him. “It seems my reputation precedes me Lancer, though I would thank you not to use that title too freely lest you give away my secrets; being famous in life has its disadvantages when one wishes to remain incognito. I must confess to my embarrassment however that I do not know your name or even the land you hail from; since you have me at a disadvantage, perhaps you might like to even the playing field by giving telling me how you came to know of me?”
@KoL@Raineh Daze@VitaVitaAR@Anza
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“Hmph.” Thomas couldn’t help but notice that Archer hadn’t said they wouldn’t do anything that might upset the Clocktower merely that they wouldn’t be caught doing it, which as good as confirmed what sort of methods the Servant wished to employ in this war. No matter; the aged Magus had known what kind of Servant he was getting when he had chosen his catalyst and he hadn’t been lying when he said he’d rather remain alive that keep his hands clean. He would just need to make sure Archer didn’t do anything too extreme; though how he could stop him if he tried Thomas wasn’t sure.
“Nothing like London I’m afraid; I imagine what crime this town has would be rather unorganised compared to what you are looking for. But no matter what you saw every town has its homeless, its bad elements and its criminals; I would have thought you of all people would know that Archer. You may not find anything more than petty thieves, muggers or drug dealers, but you’ll always find something.”
@PKMNB0Y
Rider placed a booted foot on the snout of the flailing creature, holdings its head down to the ground and he gripped the haft of the spear driven through its skull and pulled it free. Even now the chimera still lived, legs spasming and tail lashing as the monstrosity tried to buck its way out from under his heel. Turning the spear around in his grip Rider held the weapon above his head before stabbing it downwards with both hands through the creatures back and through its heart.
As the monster stilled the Achaean warrior pulled his weapon free from its body once more. He lifted his foot from its head and was preparing to turn and assist his allies when he noticed the woman standing at the forest's edge; even at this distance it was clear to his eyes that she was merely an illusion, though that fact didn't make he presence any less significant or worrying. Was this a distraction or bait? Was it more dangerous to ignore the figure or to pay it too much heed?
"Archer!" Perhaps one with better vision than himself would be able to see more of the figure than he could; maybe the far sighted conqueror would even be able to discern some clues about her identify from her attire or appearance, assuming this was even what their real self looked like that was. "It seems the enemy has decided to entertain us with an illusion!" Rider pointed towards the forest with his spear to indicate the figure he was referring to, in case her yellow and black dress wasn't enough to make her stand out against the trees.
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As the monster stilled the Achaean warrior pulled his weapon free from its body once more. He lifted his foot from its head and was preparing to turn and assist his allies when he noticed the woman standing at the forest's edge; even at this distance it was clear to his eyes that she was merely an illusion, though that fact didn't make he presence any less significant or worrying. Was this a distraction or bait? Was it more dangerous to ignore the figure or to pay it too much heed?
"Archer!" Perhaps one with better vision than himself would be able to see more of the figure than he could; maybe the far sighted conqueror would even be able to discern some clues about her identify from her attire or appearance, assuming this was even what their real self looked like that was. "It seems the enemy has decided to entertain us with an illusion!" Rider pointed towards the forest with his spear to indicate the figure he was referring to, in case her yellow and black dress wasn't enough to make her stand out against the trees.
@Reflection
@TheHangedMan this seems interesting. I have a character I may be able to re-purpose for this. The fact that we don't get to pick our abilities, but are rather assigned them, could be fun as well.
A couple questions;
1. Does this have any resemblance to magical girl shows at all, in terms of costumes and aesthetics, or is it literally just 'girls with powers'?
2. Will the powers our characters assigned by completely random, or will their personalities and backstory play a part in determining them?
A couple questions;
1. Does this have any resemblance to magical girl shows at all, in terms of costumes and aesthetics, or is it literally just 'girls with powers'?
2. Will the powers our characters assigned by completely random, or will their personalities and backstory play a part in determining them?
It seemed like Torrent was still alive, which was great news, but Oberon felt like most of the credit for her recovery belonged to Digbie. He had made it to the Lesserwurm in time to cast both his Shield spell and his Minor Heal, which had surely contributed, but after everything else he had done during the fight with the Flak Beetle and to protect himself he hadn't had much mana let for Torrent and when that mana had run out the Sprite had all but given up.
But Digbie hadn't, the others didn't, and they were able to pull out the extra power needed to keep Torrent alive. He was happy it had all worked out, but he was less than proud of his own contributions to it.
Torrent was still severely injured however and with the arrival of the Goblins it seemed like they weren't out of the woods just yet. Crispy sounded almost gleeful about the fact that one of them was almost dead and one of his minions was pulling a knife from his belt to apparently finish off the job; Mourningstar, as was to be expected, took offence at this and began trying to cow the Goblins into submission through intimidation, using her new form as well as some magical effects to create a fairly terrifying image.
As effectively terrifying as it was, Oberon didn't think it would have the intended effect however. He felt like a fight was about to break out and Torrent was still in desperate need of healing which made his complete lack of mana something he needed to address as soon as possible. And speaking of drawing out additional power, something had happened in the middle of everything which he thought was worth exploring.
Flying over to Digbie the smaller Sprite placed a hand on the Goblin's shoulder to get his attention before speaking into his ear. "Watch over Torrent for now. I'm going to recover my mana so I can finish healing her." With that said he flew up into the branches of the trees above them, flying high enough to clear the initial layer of foliage until he was hovering in the bright light of day. Oberon looked around until he could find a branch that was wide enough for him to comfortably sit on which was also exposed to direct sunlight, alighting on it and sitting down with his legs crossed as he had before.
Once settled in he began to meditate again, clearing his mind of everything, the extra distance between himself and the ground helping him to ignore what was going on below as he opened himself up the he flow of ambient mana. This time he also tried to focus on the light hitting his body, the feel of the suns warmth on his skin, imagining the light filling his being alongside the mana.
@Gardevoiran@Zeroth
But Digbie hadn't, the others didn't, and they were able to pull out the extra power needed to keep Torrent alive. He was happy it had all worked out, but he was less than proud of his own contributions to it.
Torrent was still severely injured however and with the arrival of the Goblins it seemed like they weren't out of the woods just yet. Crispy sounded almost gleeful about the fact that one of them was almost dead and one of his minions was pulling a knife from his belt to apparently finish off the job; Mourningstar, as was to be expected, took offence at this and began trying to cow the Goblins into submission through intimidation, using her new form as well as some magical effects to create a fairly terrifying image.
As effectively terrifying as it was, Oberon didn't think it would have the intended effect however. He felt like a fight was about to break out and Torrent was still in desperate need of healing which made his complete lack of mana something he needed to address as soon as possible. And speaking of drawing out additional power, something had happened in the middle of everything which he thought was worth exploring.
Flying over to Digbie the smaller Sprite placed a hand on the Goblin's shoulder to get his attention before speaking into his ear. "Watch over Torrent for now. I'm going to recover my mana so I can finish healing her." With that said he flew up into the branches of the trees above them, flying high enough to clear the initial layer of foliage until he was hovering in the bright light of day. Oberon looked around until he could find a branch that was wide enough for him to comfortably sit on which was also exposed to direct sunlight, alighting on it and sitting down with his legs crossed as he had before.
Once settled in he began to meditate again, clearing his mind of everything, the extra distance between himself and the ground helping him to ignore what was going on below as he opened himself up the he flow of ambient mana. This time he also tried to focus on the light hitting his body, the feel of the suns warmth on his skin, imagining the light filling his being alongside the mana.
@Gardevoiran@Zeroth
@CaptainSully I completely forgot to add it to be honest.
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