King Cosmos

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Cleo Forsberg

Residential District/Breakfast Run

The streets of Paris were still busy even at this early hour, though not as populated as they would be in a few hours when all of the tourists had woken up. The people who passed her on the street were the ordinary denizens of the French city, people on their way to work or out to do some shopping; a few likely looking for a place to eat breakfast like herself.

The first night of the war had been eventful, to say the least, but not in the way Cleo had expected; two separate encounters with enemy servants on a night that was supposed to be about scouting rather than engaging, both of which led to offers of an alliance rather than deadly combat. It shouldn’t surprise her, joining forces with another Master to increase your chances of surviving until the end of the war and then fighting amongst your remaining allies was a smart strategy, certainly smarter than trying to go it alone; even so, the idea of putting your trust in someone you knew was planning on stabbing you in the back eventually, while you plotted the same against the, wasn’t particularly appealing. It didn’t look like Cleo had much of a choice however.

“What do you make of the Servants you met last night Saber?” The first thing she had done this morning was purchase some clothing for her Servant, something she had not been able to do last night when she wasn’t even sure what he would look like before summoning him. It allowed the pair to walk around Paris together, without the need for Saber to remain in his spirit form. “What is your opinion of them as a Paladin or Charlemagne?”

@ManyThings

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Name: Ryuhei Takagi
Race: Human
Ki Color: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Power Level: 1365
Location: North Capital
Tag:@CaptainSully Open

Ryuhei ran towards the entrance of the dojo as soon as the pair touched the ground, jogging through the door past students carrying rubble out into the street and hurrying down familiar hallways towards the training room where he had last seen Master Goichi. When he reached it, he found Goichi still sitting where he had left him, the older martial artist already looking in his direction; no doubt the man had sensed their power levels approaching.

“You’re alive.” There was no expression on Master Goich’s face that showed he was surprised or pleased by this fact, just the same gruff exterior he always had. Nonetheless Ryuhei couldn’t help but grin as he heard the small hint of relief in his master’s voice.

“Yes.” Ryuhei walked forward and stopped in front of Goichi before giving a small bow of greeting. “You were right; I wasn’t the only one there to fight Dyce. In fact, I barely did anything before he was defeated.”

Goichi lowered his gaze to the floor and nodded. Just as he had expected Dyce much have been targeting a number of powerful individuals other than them and must have made a lot of enemies along the way; although he could defeat them one or two at a time, when everyone he had left alive grouped up to fight him he didn’t stand a chance.

“There was, ah, there was one casualty. Everyone else survived because of him.” Goichi raised his eyes back to Ryuhei only to find his student now looking at the floor, the young martial artist thinking back to the scene of the young man holding his master as he died.

“Who’s the other fighter you brought with you?”

“Ah.” Looking his master in the face again, embarrassed to have momentarily forgotten Korvus and his reason for coming here. “Someone from the battle. He’s here to take you to the hospital. Don’t argue! You’re hurt and everyone can handle the clean up without you.”

Master Goichi snapped his mouth shut, his objection quashed before he could even voice it. He rallied quickly however, and soon had another argument ready. “And what about your training?”

“There’s a temple to the north of here. One of the fighters is heading there and invited to rest of us to join him. Apparently it can make us all stronger and it might be useful to learn some new techniques; they were vital to defeating Dyce.”

“Hmm, fine. Let’s meet this friend of yours.”

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Cleo watched the fight with ‘Lancer’ from behind Saber’s eyes, her head spinning as she tried to keep up with a fight between Servants from a Servant’s perspective. Every strike was a blur, every movement so fast she could barely comprehend it, yet both heroes fought with grace and skill that was beyond human.

“The fact that you are sure you can beat him if need be is enough; it means we don’t have to worry about him later. Ask them what they want; just because we’ve heard one offer tonight doesn’t mean we can’t hear others.”

_@ManyThings

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

The suddenness of the gun shot that rang out across the field was enough for Akeno to spin her head in the direction of the petite Italian terror, but the effect it had on Yakkaimori was much more profound. The girl let out a high pitched scream that quickly drew Akeno’s attention back to her teammate; she was about to ask what was wrong when the smaller girl grabbed Akeno by the wrist and ran off.

Concerned and a little confused, Akeno let herself be dragged along without putting up any resistance as she was pulled over towards Goudo-sensei and the box of ribbons and then pulled again over to Azukina. It was clear that the loud noise had bothered Yakkaimori and it only took a quick look at her ears to realise why; if she really did have abilities similar to a bat then her mutation surely gave her high sensitive hearing to be able to echolocate. Even her eyes seemed a little clouded over as she shook her head and cleared her throat, the loud noise probably having a similar disorienting effect that something like a flashbang had on someone with normal hearing.

Akeno waited until Yakkaimori recovered before saying anything, in case any more noise aggravated her already damaged ears. When she had recovered and suggested explaining their Quirk’s to each other, Akeno raised an eyebrow at the wording used but listened carefully to what was said nonetheless before giving her own explanation. “Well, what I showed in my demonstration is pretty much it. I can heat up my body to about 60 degrees; it’s enough to burn someone but not right away and if I use it for too long I overheat. It won’t be very useful here I’m afraid, but I’ll do my best to help anyway.”

@tobiax@Delta44

Revelation Heart : A Yu-Gi-Oh Roleplay

Is this RP going to have a discord?

Revelation Heart : A Yu-Gi-Oh Roleplay

Ok, never played with Links so this will be a learning experience. Might have to do some research before I jump in to this.

@King Cosmos We meet again.

...Sorry for leaving Harmonia out to dry like that.

@Ammokkx

Plenty of people dropped out before you. Unfortunately we went months without a post because everyone was writing duels at the same time; kind of a hazard with this kind of RP I guess.

Revelation Heart : A Yu-Gi-Oh Roleplay

@1Charak2 Just to make sure I'm understanding that new rule properly. As long as you control an extra deck monster in your extra deck zone, you can summon other monsters of the same type that are a lower rank or level than that monster, in any other monster zone?

What happens if the card in your extra deck zone is destroyed? Are all your other extra deck monsters destroyed or returned to the extra deck as well? Or do you move the next highest level monster to that zone?

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Jangar

Latin District, heading towards the Canal District

"Unfortunately Master, I have no more information to give about the fight; I have no idea if it was a Master or a Servant who died. That is the problem with using birds as scouts I'm afraid; painfully observant, but not very good with the finer details. They don't pay much attention to people unless they have food in their hands."

With the declaration that they would be heading towards the Canal district and this hidden area rather than the gathering of Servants, Jangar inclined his head towards his Master in a small bow. "That is the wisest course of action I feel. I am ready to fight at a moments notice, but a skirmish of that magnitude would be a dangerous proposition. Come! Let us head towards the Canal district and rout out this hidden workshop. I will ask my friends to guide us to its location and we will see what we can find."

@ItMeGritty

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Cleo Forsberg

Residential District, Workshop

Things were not going how she expected them to; which was a somewhat embarrassing turn of events for someone who could divine the future such as her. The city was far more active than she had expected for the first night, or perhaps it was fate that had brought so many Servants and Masters together in one place. A simple scouting expedition had turned into something so much more; something dangerous, but also filled with potential.

An alliance. It was something that she had not considered, given the cut throat nature of the war she was now a part of, but while she didn't find all of this knight's terms agreeable she was more open to the possibility than she thought she would be. She would need to consider this offer more carefully later, but for now it seemed that there was yet another later arrival to contend with.

Remaining a passive observer was no longer an option, now that they had revealed themselves. It was time to give Ogier a little more agency.

"Saber. You're free to engage in combat if you wish."

@ManyThings

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

Oberon opened his eyes. Despite his fatigue, his mind just wasn't tired enough to fall asleep even though his body desperately needed the rest at this point; too many thoughts buzzing around his head to just let himself drift off.

He sat up and climbed to his feet before walking out of the cave. If he wasn't going to be getting any sleep he might as well do something productive with his time instead; though with his stamina still drained and his mana reserves depleted, not to mention this Mana Burn condition he had, there wasn't much he could do.

The first thing he needed to do was recover his lost mana. His rest in the cave had restored some of it but he was still low, so he found a quiet patch of grass in the sun and sat down with his legs crossed before using both Meditation and Gather Light until his mana was fully restored. Once that had been done he just needed to decide what to work on now; given that his last experiment had proven that it was possible of overexert yourself magically it was probably best to keep things simple and not push himself any further. At least not until this status condition went away.

With that in mind it was probably best to focus on practicing his current skills or maybe try and complete a skill he had in progress rather than try anything new and potentially dangerous. Continuing to improve Mana Shape could prove useful in the future, both for creating new spells and also for creating more complex images. Working on developing more Shield spells using different mana types or trying to cast Shield on multiple targets at once was also an option. But what he eventually decided on was trying to complete a spell he had first cast accidentally back before all of this madness had started.

Like he had done back then, what felt like months ago at this point, he formed an orb of mana between his hands and then cast Shield on it. The nascent Mana Orb should absorb the additional mana of the Shield spell, perhaps also taking on some of its qualities and becoming solid as a result. Through repeating this process Oberon hoped to complete the development of the Wall spell.

Action Report

Wake up and leave the shelter
Use "Meditation" and "Gather Light" to restore mana
Case "Shield I" on "Mana Orb I" in order to develop "Wall" spell.

@Zeroth

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Jangar

Foreign District, moving to the Latin District

“Ah, if what you seek is to learn more of our opponents then perhaps we should ask the birds what they know. They see the world much more clearly than we do and I’ve found them to be of great help in the past.”

Lancer walked away from his Master, approaching a nearby group of pigeons that were always so abundant in large cities such as this. He called out to them before they could be spooked by his approach and fly away, using Animal Dialogue to convey his desires to them; a few minutes later the birds dispersed, flying away in a fluttering of wings in the direction of the Latin district as Jangar returned to his Master’s side with a grin on his face and pigeon perched on his shoulder.

“They have agreed to assist us Master. My new friends will fly over the Latin district for us and take a look around, talking to others they find and learning what they know before coming back to me.” Lancer tilted his head to look at the bird standing on his shoulder, bringing Jackson’s attention to it as if it was possible he could have not noticed the flying rat eyed him suspiciously. “This little one will fill me in on what he knows of the area while we make our way there. We’ll have to move slowly so as not to disturb him, but that’ll just give my friends more time to search for our enemies.”

With that said Jangar led the trio north towards the Latin district, Jackson at his side and his feathered companion on his shoulder. Luckily he was wearing clothing gifted to him by his Master rather than his armour and robes, a rather nice suit that was not out of place when compared with Jackson’s own attire, so travelling by foot and in material form was not an issue, but even with his disguise the group attracted unwanted attention due to the peculiar sight that made for. Jangar conversed with the pigeon the entire way, unfortunately finding that this particular bird didn’t know much about current goings on in the city and was more interested in having a friendly chat instead. While not especially informative it was still a pleasant if somewhat simplistic conversation that helped pass the time while they walked.

By the time they had made it to the Latin district the other pigeons Jangar had conversed with earlier had completed their reconnaissance of the area and were waiting for them to arrive; Jangar approached them to listen to their report, his friend hopping off of his shoulder to re-join the group as he did so. After another few minutes of conversation Jangar returned to Jackson with a thoughtful expression on his face.

“You were right Master, there is much going on in the Latin district tonight. Several Servants and Master’s appear to be gathering in one place, but they aren’t fighting yet; perhaps an alliance is brewing. Another two Servants were fighting north of here as well, but that fight is already over; they didn’t see what happened but of the five people involved only four left.

“But what is most interesting is that they told me there is an area further north of here, in the Canal district, that all animals and people avoid. It sounds like it could be the base of another Magus Master; a bounded field to keep people away. We should investigate and see what we can find.”

@ItMeGritty