KoL

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

I could finish a post for Nanoha today.

I'll have something for Meteora up to this Wednesday if I can find sometime to write.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

NANOHA TAKAMACHI

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"I'm sorry! I got a glance of your weapon and got confused. Please, accept my apologies," Nanoha said, bowing deeply, in a typical Japanese way. Nanoha's apologetical bow didn't last long; she turned around to face Emilio as he asked the Priscilla to come with them.

"Japan has no army. We have the Self Defense Force. They are not the same thing. Furthermore, we are here on behalf of the National Diet—they are the highest echelon of Japan's government. We would indeed be glad if you could come with us but not under the threat of termination," Nanoha said, trying to be reasonable. In case a fight broke out she would obviously retaliate, but never allow someone else to be exterminated. Even if she had to fight her own companions because of that.

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@Dezuel@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y

Fate/esoterica

EURYALE

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"Yes, that should do, Master~" Euryale replied to her newest Master as she peered through the shop's front windows. "The human world is a very convenient place. You don't need to wait when you want new clothes or even food. As long as you have those paper slips you call money, you can have anything at your beck and call. Even 'I' can certainly admire that side selfish of yourselves," she added as she entered the store and began to pick a number of outfits that caught her eyes without regards to their price.

To Hakuno's luck, she would not have to pay for anything. The shop's staff was more than willing to pay a tribute to a cute goddess such as Euryale. No, she didn't charm them all, obviously, they knew what to do in sight of true beauty.

"Could you come here and help me decide, Master?" Euryale 'asked' Hakuno to join her in the dressing room to help the smallish goddess decide between wearing a pair of jeans with a dark sweater—with Euryale complaining that it made her look like 'that girl'— or white a blouse, black pleated miniskirt and pantyhose combination, with a red jacket on top of it.

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@RolePlayerRoxas

Fate/esoterica

Euryale will come as soon as her Hakuno moves.

@RolePlayerRoxas

I'll be in the chat later (in around ~6 hours since I'm planning to go watch Black Panther today) in case you want to discuss anything regarding the two of them.

@VitaVitaAR

I hope I didn't take too many liberties on my post. If there's anything you want me to change say it.

Fate/esoterica

EMILIA WAROV

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"Prague thanks for your cooperation. Rest assured that I'll do everything within my power to ensure that our people are not harmed because of a Fake Cup named after a Fake Messiah," Emilia said to the old rabbi that was the leader of Redrock's Jewish community as she left his residence. They lived in a neighborhood that refused to yield to the force of time ever since its creation more than half a century ago by refugees that made America their new home after escaping the terror of the Shoah. Emilia couldn't ask for a better place to stay, under the guise of being a distant relative visiting her estranged family, even if she wanted to.

Every piece of the puzzle was set. Emilia summoned her Servant months ago, allowing her Magic Circuits time to adjust to their new load as well as for them to know each other's skills and personalities well enough. Their instruments were set and she erected a basic bonded field around Redrock's synagogue and its old graveyard. Nothing could go wrong according to Emilia's view. But it's exactly this certainty that made her spirit so restless.

The haughty are always brought to their knees while the humble are exalted. When everything seems right, it's the time to redouble one's vigil.

Emilia couldn't ask for a better Servant either. Great musicians like Mozart or Bach, or even artists or writers, like da Vinci and Shakespeare, could outperform a Servant like Marianne, thanks to their sheer fame and the reach of the works. Yet, the advantages of an obscure Heroic Spirit surpassed raw power as far as Emilia was concerned.

"A Holy Grail War, like any contest between mages, is a battle of the mind. Those who control the flow information better are always more likely to win, even when the odds are against them."

"You can assume your physical form if you want. It would be a shame if you missed the feeling of tonight's wind," Emilia said to her Servant as she walked the lonesome streets of Redrock. "First, we must go meet that priest and be acknowledged as participants of this 'War'. Our second goal should be to collect information and decide who'll be the most suitable targets to propose a partnership deal. We cannot win this conflict on our own. But, if we can have our foes dance to our melody that will be no problem," she added, confirming their strategy.

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@RolePlayerRoxas@Rin@Raineh Daze@Crusader Lord@Drifting Pollen@CrystalApple@VitaVitaAR

KoL's Test Thread

EMILIA WAROV

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"Prague thanks for your cooperation. Rest assured that I'll do everything within my power to ensure that our people are not harmed because of a Fake Cup named after a Fake Messiah," Emilia said to the old rabbi that was the leader of Redrock's Jewish community as she left his residence. They lived in a neighborhood that refused to yield to the force of time ever since its creation more than half a century ago by refugees that made America their new home after escaping the terror of the Shoah. Emilia couldn't ask for a better place to stay, under the guise of being a distant relative visiting her estranged family, even if she wanted to.

Every piece of the puzzle was set. Emilia summoned her Servant months ago, allowing her Magic Circuits time to adjust to their new load as well as for them to know each other's skills and personalities well enough. Their instruments were set and she erected a basic bonded field around Redrock's synagogue and its old graveyard. Nothing could go wrong according to Emilia's view. But it's exactly this certainty that made her spirit so restless.

The haughty are always brought to their knees while the humble are exalted. When everything seems right, it's the time to redouble one's vigil.

Emilia couldn't ask for a better Servant either. Great musicians like Mozart or Bach, or even artists or writers, like da Vinci and Shakespeare, could outperform a Servant like Marianne, thanks to their sheer fame and the reach of the works. Yet, the advantages of an obscure Heroic Spirit surpassed raw power as far as Emilia was concerned.

"A Holy Grail War, like any contest between mages, is a battle of the mind. Those who control the flow information better are always more likely to win, even when the odds are against them."

"You can assume your physical form if you want. It would be a shame if you missed the feeling of tonight's wind," Emilia said to her Servant as she walked the lonesome streets of Redrock. "First, we must go meet that priest and be acknowledged as participants of this 'War'. Our second goal should be to collect information and decide who'll be the most suitable targets to propose a partnership deal. We cannot win this conflict on our own. But, if we can have our foes dance to our melody that will be no problem," she added, confirming their strategy.

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@RolePlayerRoxas@Rin@Raineh Daze@Crusader Lord@Drifting Pollen@CrystalApple@VitaVitaAR

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Talking about posting. I'll have something this weekend, as usual.

Weekdays are really being a dead time for now that I have to deal with college again.

Knight Of Knights - Interest Check

@Blackened World

I'm sorry but I can't spare the time for this right now.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

NANOHA TAKAMACHI

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"That's not how it works normally but there are times when this can happen," Nanoha replied to Tenshi's question. "In the world, we came from," she pointed to Vita while speaking, "there are objects known as Lost Logia, like the Jewel Seeds, that can do this kind of thing to everyday items. This incident is similar to when I got my powers and met Raising Heart, Yuuno and—"

"Fate!?"

Nanoha dropped the talk as soon as she caught a glimmer of a scythe in the corner of her field of vision. She flew away from Tenshi fast enough to create a gust of wind, with excitement visible in her eyes, forgetting everything and everyone else for a minute.

"Is that you, Fa... te?" Nanoha's voice trailed out, just like her excitement, as soon as she landed beside the scythe-wielder she saw before and noticed that she wasn't Fate. For a moment, Nanoha was unable to do nothing but stand there gaping, with a beet-red face, as an unpleasant mix of disappointment and shame welled up in her chest.

METEORA ÖSTERREICH

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Meteora sighed deeply, closing her book before lowering her hood. It seemed like this Stark person was even denser than Aliceteria, perhaps even worse since she noticed that he played his character straight, to the point of only thinking about himself. An egocentric, billionaire playboy who's a firm believer that might makes right was certainly going to be someone hard to work with. That is if Meteora had to work with him.

"Apologies for not being a mage strange enough for you, Mister Stark," Meteora said just before one of the police officers asked them to come to no one else other than the UN building to attend an emergency meeting. The white-haired mage was obviously surprised by this development to the point that she raised a hand and asked, "Sir Michael, right? I'm sorry for asking but are you sure that we are not going to be taken to the nearest military base or government building? That's not how I expect this incident to develop." Meteora questioned the lack of obvious cliches, wondering what could be the cause of it.

@VitaVitaAR@Crusader Lord@Raineh Daze@PKMNB0Y@TheFake@TheUnknowable@Dezuel

Hikari Academy

@Ninja

Your character is ok. You can more it to the CS tab and begin posting with the others.