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Victoire Bordeaux, the Bloody Countess
Arcadia's Outer Rim ⚜ Engaging Bonesword

"Well, well," Victoire said, before finishing her cup of tea, gazing at Bonesword with one eye closed, with a haughty smirk gracing her soft features. "If it's not the single being on this whole battlefield which I should be the weakest against," the young demon-vampire hybrid said, crossing her legs and resting her hands over her lap.

"I suppose that offering a deal isn't totally out of the realm of possibilities, right? Otherwise, you would be using that horrendous thing to 'smite' me already," Victoire said, glancing at the blade the skeletal swordsman obtained from Hohenheim. "Are you interested in my beautiful children? Someone who knows the power of the natural world sure can appreciate a work of art as beautiful as a garden of Demon Roses in full bloom," Victoire said, making use of a much less valued, yet deadly skill of her double heritage, the fact that both vampires and succubus are beings who thrive on deceit.

"You'll never be able to control them without my 'blessing'. However," the vampire extended an open palm to Bonesword, where there was nothing before, now she had a handful of ruby-like rose hips, enough to cover an area as big as Alt-Signia, at the very least. "If you are willing to bargain, I would be more than glad to share the beauty of my roses with the world." Naturally, Victoire wasn't going to let this bargain be her only gambit. If Bonesword or his minions tried to attack her, the vampire girl was ready to use shapeshifting powers to turn into a swarm of shadow bats and evade any physical damage, at the cost of an even increased weakness to light and holy magics, while also blinding them with a mass of living darkness. Having a plan B is never too much, after all.


Ni-Mu, the 2201st Prototype
Arcadia's Main Isles ⚔ Engaging Hildr & Cydone

"Now!" Despite Cydone's attempt to block it, Raison d'Être's ability to slice and dice through the very space made so that Ni-Mu second attack wasn't wasted like the first, hitting Zeruel at the same time as the Mecha Maid's TLS beams and half of the firepower of the rest of the battlefield. It was a convergent attack like no other Ni-Mu had recorded on her database, yet the Gigantic Angel survived.

Sadly, Ni-Mu couldn't concentrate on finishing Zeruel for good at the moment, not with another Angel throwing a literal island at her and a second one coming in, dive-kicking, like a comet of destruction. "Mecha Maids, that was a good attack. If you can, try to finish the Laguna, a Demon seem to have gone after him as well. Beware, he's an user of Silver Eyes," Ni-Mu sent a text message directly to Hibiki and Shizuka's HUDs, given that she had only a fraction of a second to dodge and communicate her intentions. Likewise, Ni-Mu sent the following message to the rest of the Machina who could receive it, "Engaging two Angel targets, if possible send firing support."

Having complete the first battle protocol of informing her allies about her status in mere milliseconds, Ni-Mu used the rest of the time she had to dodge— somersaulting half an island— making sure that either Hildr would be on the path of Cydone's charge, or that the Elder Valkyrie would miss fall through the fragments left behind by the island vs island collision. Taking another fraction of a second to analyze the properties and composition of Cydone's blade as he pierced through, Ni-Mu stored the weapon's information on her database, before producing a of nearly identical copy of it, in and attempt to block an unstoppable force with another.

I'll have a reply coming in a few hours.
@KoL So, KoL, I missed out on my chance to have a character with a tainted wish from Hoho because I died on a pointy thing. Is Hoho the kind of person to do the above, or should it just be a rumor and this character came about another way?


Hohenheim would easily do that FOR SCIENCE! Her laboratory should have enough weird hybrids and beastly thingies to fill two or three editions of the Monster Girl Encyclopedia.
By the way, people, let's get a few more posts rolling here. This RP will dying a death out of apathy at this pace.

Get yourselves into a free more interactions between characters, instead of waiting the other party do so. Try to enjoy it a bit.

I know that the cast is comprised of pretty much only a bunch of socially inept children but, no one is gonna ever get development if they keep stuck in their shell.
There ya have it. Done yet today, IC post #841.

It took me more time than I thought to type it and set up all the resources, but it's finally complete. I hope it's all right.

@ERode: Sorry for taking so long, I meant to have Itsuko be there to talk with Moe, but couldn't do it before today because of beginning of the week chaos. I really think that the two of them will get along well, given their individual quirks.

Itsuko Kanzaki
Murasaki City Arcade ❖ 1st Floor


“Ahh, I can’t believe that I couldn’t take down that Flame Hair,” a certain cool-dressed blonde griefed to herself, slumped over the controls of an UFO catcher, in a certain well-crowded arcade, staring at a squid plushie she had snagged instead of the phoenix chick she wanted, while listening to a few songs. Not that she could say this was a bad haul as well. Still what annoyed Itsuko was, how could she lose to a glass cannon such as Burning Blossom? “Well, yeah, I guess this doesn’t matter now. Next time I’m gonna make her eat her own tee—” Itsuko said, talking to herself again— a habit that she seemed incapable of dropping— when she was interrupted by the rumblings of a needy stomach. One that wasn’t her own, by the way.

“Hey, you,” Itsuko said, coming from behind the machine Moe was slumped over (Was that such a common thing on arcades?). “Are ya ok? I mean, ya seem a bit down and all that. If food is what ya wanna have, I know a cool stand close to the Academy. Ya don’t need ta worry ‘bout money, t’ll be my treat,” realizing that she may have sounded a bit creepy, despite her million dollar smile and her loaded Okinawan accent, Itsuko quickly pointed to the plushie she won. “The thing is that I won this lil’ guy after trying for so long and I wanna celebrate, but I can’t ask a boy, they would get weird ideas, y’know? But ya seem to be ‘round my age, it won’t be problem, right?” The blonde kept her smile on, even if she had lied about her motivation, she still wanted to hang out with someone around her age. It couldn't be bead to try to make a new friendship over some cheap, totally unhealthy, but thoroughly delicious street food, right?



Eris Reinhardt
Murasaki City Mall Residential Towers ❖ Eris' Apartment


“Hah! I don’t know about you, but we could use a little extra food,” Eins said cheerfully, still clinging to Eris’ shoulders, when Kanbaru commented that they might not have enough space for desserts. “I mean we have a way to go before we get to ‘that’ level.” The direction of the the gaze of the Older Reinhardt twin— that is, Kanbaru’s well-stacked chest— made it clear what her message was supposed to mean.

“W— well, I suppose we should go now, right? Before the food gets cold?” Eris said, breaking the awkward mood set by Eins and her ‘playfulness’. “By the way,” the Younger Reinhardt said, as she motioned for them to begin walking, dragging Eins if need be, “You don’t need to worry about that, Miss Kanbaru. The fight, I mean. I realize that Eclipse Princess’ reputation precedes me, people seem to have this idea that I— no, we,” Eris said, pointing to Eins, “are some kind of monster. Like a berserk beast out of the depths of Hades.”

“But, the thing is that we just like the game as it’s, I mean, a game” Eins quipped, “What’s the issue with that?”

“Then again,” Eris took the word once more as the three exited the public area and got into the residents’ lobby of the tower the twins lived in, quickly making it to the elevator, “I think I can see their point. With how society works these days, people that can take Deep Ground as a game are rare. And, I do realize that we may have condemned a few to a life in the gutters, while— in their eyes— nothing that happens inside that ‘game’ will change the fact that Eins and I are from a privileged background. It’s easy to breed hate when society pressures you to think like this.”

“It’s a sad fact,” Eins said as they made it to their apartment’s door, “that some have so much while many have so little. But you understand— that’s how it is, how it always have been, right? People like us, have the obligation to help others, that’s only right. But it doesn’t mean that we are obliged to forsake that which our ancestors fought for, that’s a big disrespect. People who ask for others to do this, don’t know the weight that comes with being nobility.”

“Furthermore, Deep Ground is but a farce,” Eris said as they got into the living room/kitchenette, the first room right past the door of their small, yet very luxurious apartment, “there’s no way the world can produce enough resources to provide a stable living for all. It only promotes Social Darwinism, but based on our skills to kill one another on a video game. If you never do anything of your life, but play well, you still can get into a job where you’ll never have to worry about anything, despite having no qualifications for that function. That’s just… wrong.” For a moment, Eris remembered about Cassandra, thinking that she had to send her a message before going to sleep. After all, the redheaded never replied Eris' earlier message, which was beginning to worry the youngest of the Reinhardts. Yet, for now, she would entertain their current guest, Eris thought, after all she was having quite a deal of fun. Hopefully, Cassandra was having it too.

“Oh, but—” Eris suddenly halted her discourse, while placing the lukewarm boxes on the microwave, before turning to Kanbaru with a slight blush in her face. “I’m sorry that we went on such a tasteless tangent.”

“I guess we just opened up to you quite easily, heh?” Eins jested. “Maybe it’s because 'something' on you remembers us of our mom, I don’t know what, really, but anyway. Let go back to a more friendly talk and forget about Deep Ground, or big problems.”

“We’ve been doing pretty much a monologue, so... why don’t you pick a subject this time?” Eins asked, as she motioned Kanbaru to the couch, where they could wait for their food to be reheated, in a more comfortable position.

@Lmpkio@ReaptheMusic@Lucius Cypher

Thanks for understanding. We just need to keep things clean and fair for everyone.
@Lucius Cypher@Lmpkio@ReaptheMusic

Actually, that idea of using Cherry makes no sense. Zeruel would logically never choose to do that considering his personality, and IC behavior, this is heavily OOC of him.

Plus he doesn't know how Cherry powers work.

Please, stop this line of thought. It makes no sense at the moment. Let what happens IC dictate the flow of the story.
@ReaptheMusic@Lucius Cypher@Lmpkio

No collabing of a scene where multiple people may interfere.

If you do that the post may be ignored.
<Snipped quote by Awesomoman64>

Don't think of it as suicide bombing, but bravely sacrificing yourself for the sake of your allies to defeat your enemies. So that even in death you will kill them. Much more manly, nya?


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