Krayzikk

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

<Snipped quote by Silvan Haven>

The guild doesn't. Jamie does.

@Caits

if anything, that makes it more sketchy tbh

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Argus Leandros

Argus didn't look up as Joakim scolded him, not really having anything to say in his defense, but at the mention of Zeref, he suddenly looked up at the man with a look of recognition and shock, but he let the man finish speaking before he answered the man's question. "That's a name I haven't heard in a while. It was all the guards talked about at times, though I always thought he was just some dark god that they worshiped or something. To think that a person liked that actually existed . . . that's not a comforting thought. As for getting the book out of me . . . I'd appreciated it, but I don't want any of you to risk you life on this, and this isn't me trying to shun away help. Dark and powerful curses are entwined within it's covers, protecting it from those who'd do it harm and promising death or insanity in return for their efforts. The last time I had someone try to help me remove this curse, I saw them liquefy right before my eyes. . . that was not a pleasant day and it still haunts my dreams at times. So, while I appreciate the offer, well and truly, I'm almost certain that I'm stuck with this burden for the rest of my life."

Argus' eyes began to turn downward again, the depression from before once again rising to overtake him, only for Isla's outburst and subsequent assault to snap him out of it. He raised his hand up to his face, hissing slightly at the touch, before letting out a small chuckle at her request. "Would if I could, but two problems with that. First, this is more of a robe, and Second, I'm not wearing anything underneath it, and while I don't really mind being naked, I really doubt you guys would be comfortable with that." Argus chuckled a little before a more somber expression came over his face. "And thanks for smacking some sense into me, guess I kinda needed that."

Turning back to Joakim, he gave the man a low bow, before rising and hiding his hand out.

"I'll try my best not to cause trouble till the higher ups come to me with an appropriate punishment. Also, since I don't think we've been properly introduced, My name is Argus Leandros and I'm sorry that our first meeting had to be under such trying circumstances."

@Lugubrious

@liferusher

Nidhogg

"Job hunting, huh, wouldn't have figured that with the games going on." Nidhogg said as he managed to find the effort to stand, dusting himself off before turning his attention back t the armored girl "Though I guess it makes sense, you don't seem like one to engage in such things. How very droll, but to each their own I suppose. If you wish, I can show you the way to the board, as I've nothing better to do and nowhere in particular to be."

@Raijinslayer

Cyare Staunton: In the City

"That would not be unwelcome." The Tactical Mage said, after a moment's pause. She didn't have any particular opinion of the man offering the aid, but she couldn't say it wouldn't be helpful, so she might as well accept. "Feel free to lead the way. I'm Cyare, this is Rei. You might be?"

Mecha Carta Institute

"The fuck do these goddamn KAD engineers think they're-"

CLANG.

The offending piece of metal, officially referred to as a "power conservation device", was designed to cut down on the use of power when the magic reactor hit a designated low power state. It was also installed by some idiotic white collar elite who didn't know that any mechanic worth their salt would have ripped it out, not installed it behind the pilot's back to fit arbitrary-

Deep breaths. Didn't matter, it was already over there, shattered on the hangar floor. Where it belonged.

The small-town mechanic herself had barely pulled her head out of the repair hatch when she threw it away, and she was elbow deep in the Titan's mechanisms again. Mostly making sure the inspecting engineer hadn't changed anything else when she wasn't looking. She hated when people messed with her specs. She had everything tuned exactly her way for her own maximum performance, whether it was 'proper' or not.

...

You know, the part didn't hit anyone, but it might've been close. Maybe don't throw things in the big government hangar.

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Benjamin Lloyd: Brewing Storm

"Fuck." The curse slipped out while BASL's leader stared at where the stairs ended. He could see the edge of the upper third in the wall; with how such things were engineered, he could've gotten a grip and yanked. Locking mechanism would've broken, and the rest should have slid right out. Easy peasy. Not even much Aura needed. Buuuut, busting that lock wouldn't be quiet. And that noise would attract any Grimm that didn't know they were there already. He needed to be quieter than the average Negasi. More like the average Naga. So no forcing it out. Something subtler. Could boost the team up one by one, but that'd make whoever held up the current climber vulnerable on this end. And whoever pulled up the last person vulnerable at the ends. Double vulnerability. No good.

Needed to be quicker. Something with no climbing.

...

"A'right, Bastille, human catapult time. Lauren or Amy, you're up first. Sangue next. Whichever of you's left last. Then Amy's gonna use Unchained Fury to pull me up." Ben stretched almost casually, rolling the shoulder of his throwing arm and cheekily miming a catapult motion. "Step up, step up, and be the first to fly. Unless anyone's got a better plan."

Mecha Carta Institute

Evangeline

Name: Evangeline Sparr
Military codename: (You don’t get to pick this, you’ll pick it up along the way)
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Appearance:

My Hider

Personality: Overall, pretty friendly. Inquisitive, especially when it comes to tech, but friendly. Well known in her social circles as generally being ‘one of the guys’, as happy to hang out as she is to tinker with machinery. If anyone’s going to know a machine inside and out, it’d be Evangeline. Her name, though, had thrown more than a few people for a loop; Evangeline being too much of a mouthful, and ‘Angie’ grating on her nerves, most people call her Evan. And given her preference for pilot suits and practical clothes, this has gotten a bit confusing for people who haven’t met her personally.
Biography: If someone asked you to name the profession where you’d work with the most MECHs, you’d tell them the KAD. You’d also be dead wrong. Anyone who’s ever lived in an agricultural town can tell you that you’ll find more MECHs than you could ever imagine in the local mechanic’s shop. Which is exactly where Evangeline grew up. Daughter of a MECH mechanic, she was surrounded by the machines the moment she came home. And when one small shop needs to service the largest agricultural hub in the area, life tends to exist in a constant state of “all hands on deck”. And that includes the smallest pair in the household. Her dad started her out with sorting pieces so he could find them easier, but as time went on, she started to be more and more involved. From sorting, to cataloguing, to ordering, to small patch jobs, and eventually to performing the same jobs her old man did. Between the two of them, folks used to say they could turn a scrapheap top of the line in a few days.

Evengeline was well into her teenage years, then, and didn’t really bother paying attention to much outside her work. Frankly she assumed that she would take over the shop when her father retired, like he did for his father, and him for his father. She went to school as much as she had to, did well in her classes, but it was never her focus. As far as she was concerned she learned all the skills she needed on the job. Well, except for one thing. Being a mechanic didn’t teach you much about magic, and for that reason, she couldn’t figure out the one mystery that always seemed beyond her reach. For as long as she could remember, she knew her house was haunted. Her father didn’t really believe her. Kids believe the strangest things, you know? House sure as hell wasn’t haunted before she was born, sure as hell wasn’t after. But nothing he said ever convinced his daughter. She knew that when she was sorting parts, sometimes she’d leave and find them in different piles. Or walk away from a job to help a customer, and find when she came back that the right tools for the job were on her table. Little things like that, but as she got older, they kept happening more and more frequently.

When she was little, it terrified her. That something was moving around unseen, changing her environment, but she never saw it. As she got older she started to notice that almost everything it did was helpful, and even though her dad didn’t believe her, she started calling it her “Friendly Neighborhood Assistant”. Once or twice, when she was sixteen, she could have sworn she saw it. A brief glimpse at something faint out of the corner of her eye. Mostly at night, however, were she really just attributed it to a dream or an optical illusion. It was never a big part of her life, mostly a curiosity. Like everything else, that changed three years ago.

Evangeline’s home was in rural Erenduil, it had to be for its purposes, and cut off from the rest of the kingdom’s support. A prime target for demon attacks. Naturally, they didn’t pass up the opportunity. Local armed forces pushed them back as best they could, but they simply didn’t have the manpower or the equipment. With each charge the demons pushed further and further into town. Three days into the attacks, they overran the town’s defenses and started banging down the door of her garage. Literally. Her house had been breached in minutes, but the garage was sturdier. Her family huddled inside, she desperately searched for something to reinforce the door, or hold off what was outside. And when she rounded a corner, she saw it for the first time. A pale blue shape, one of the only points of light in the dim quarters of the workshop. Completely still when she first saw it, but there was no mistake what it was. Or that, when it moved slowly over towards one of the pending repairs, the quiet whispers in her ears were beckoning. When it disappeared into the MECH, with the demons nearly through the door, she decided to take a chance.

The MECH started without too much difficulty, but it wasn’t finished. It had been a pet project, trying to piece together parts salvaged from other machines into something new, but it wasn’t entirely connected yet. So when the soft blue glow started tracing the skeletal structure, and the status lights started turning green one by one, Evangeline thought her eyes must have been deceiving her. They weren’t, which was fortunate, because the door came down a few seconds later.

And that was how the longest night of her life progressed. Doing battle with the demons at her door, falling back to fix her makeshift machine, and repeating the process. The ghost didn’t say anything more, but when she finally stopped the MECH at dawn the next day, she knew it was there. A look at her machine didn’t explain why it was working, though. When she looked again the next day, it was just as inoperable as before. She finished the assembly process, making sure it was ready when the demons came again, but it was a few days before she saw her ‘ghost’ again. She knew what it was, now. She just didn’t know where the Spirit came from, or why it seemed like it only ever appeared for her. But she could understand the whispers, now. They were clearer. It didn’t say much, she wasn’t sure she could really call it ‘speaking’ at all, but it helped her understand the basics of how it functioned. And just as importantly, its name.

Once the KAD was formed, and her home was safe, she started looking outside the shop for the first time. And soon enough she was packing up her MECH and heading towards Mecha Carta.
Military Job: Pilot
Spirit Name: United We Stand
Spirit Appearance: When visible, which isn’t all that often, United manifests as a largely amorphous cluster of ethereal substance. Sometimes it seems to take a shape, but never long enough to determine what it might be. It only ever seems to appear around Evangeline, but no one else ever seems to hear it.
Spirit Power: United We Stand merges MECH compatible technology into something greater than the sum of its parts.The Spirit provides the energy and effect, but it falls to Evangelin to bear the strain of keeping the combined whole together. Little things, like integrating an add-on equipment package, are easy. Something larger and more complex is significantly more difficult. United has hinted that it is possible to share the burden, but hasn’t offered much guidance on how or what conditions would have to be met. Due to the enigmatic nature of the ability, and Evangeline’s caution in testing it, she doesn’t yet know the extent of its abilities. She has, however, determined that it is affected by her mental and emotional state. The form that these additions take seems to vary from combination, meaning that while a specific set of additions will always take a certain form, changing even one piece might make something completely different.
Spirit Origin: Evangeline doesn’t know. She knows that it has been around since she was a little girl, unseen by everyone (including her), but no one ever encountered it before she was born. None of her family, who lived in that home for generations, ever noticed anything like it. Local history makes passing reference to a few Spirits, but none seem to match closely. United itself isn’t being too helpful, either. It gives vague ‘answers’, most of which amount to “it was time”. All Evan knows, and all she feels, is that it seems much older than she is.
Mech: Titan
Extra:

Name: Titan
Classification: Sword
Appearance: About thirty five feet tall, putting it roughly in the midrange for MECH heights, the Titan is a machine made up of hard, geometric edges. It eschews the more knight-like, curved appearance of the KAD’s more standard machines, instead opting for a MECH that resembles a cross between that knight of old and its mechanical nature. Its head is adorned by a leonine helm, with a green faux crystal covering sensors set into its forehead. A golden lion is painted on its shoulder, and its primary colors are blue and gray. The changes to it depends on the composite parts of United We Stand.
Weapons:
-Heat-Edged Longsword
-Chobham Armor Shield
-Carbine
-Shoulder-Mounted Long Range Cannon
Upgrades
History: The Titan began life as a cobbled together scrap parts machine made in Evan’s shop. After its use in combat, and being brought to the MCI, it has been continuously refined and upgraded from its base form.

Mecha Carta Institute

Anyone who hated being in school could tell you that the quickest way out of an assembly was to stand in the back row, closest to the doors. Last in, first out. Pretty basic principle. In fact, if you were really clever, you could stick some paper in the door and slip out silently partway through the assembly. Which, normally, Evangeline would've done. Buuuuut given that this was the first assembly at the Mecha Carta Institute, given by the Division Commander himself, she figured she should give it her full attention. Not that what he said mattered much to her, pretty standard Commander stuff. Stuff they all already knew, too. But best to get off on the right foot, right? Pretend she fit in with the rest here? All that good stuff?

Yeah. Yeah that was best.

No reason to stick around when Erikal was done, though, right?

Which is exactly why she was back in her work clothes and back in the hangar less than five minutes after the Commander stopped talking. The Titan still needed fine tuning, and her pilot was halfway into the repair hatch on its back tinkering with the inner servos by the time anyone else made it into the hangar. She'd come a long way since her scrapyard Frankenstein days, but inside, she was still pretty close to the original. Some refinement here and there, but she was still there. The machine she'd trusted her life to Day One.

Sentiment?

"Pretty much." Evan answered the 'question', glancing briefly at the amorphous fog outside the repair hatch. She still wasn't sure what it said was really words or she just heard them like it, but she knew what it meant. "'Sides, you got her working, remember?"

That sounded a lot like a shrug. So she shrugged herself, and turned back to the Titan's power relays. Couldn't be careful enough with those. Be pretty shitty if a core overloaded day one because she didn't pay attention.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@OnaraxSo, you going to post soon, or should I have Nidhogg just respond to Cyare?

@Raijinslayer

He's on vacation, internet access is a little spotty. I haven't seen him for a couple of days.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Oh I couldn't even possibly begin to claim Star Trek is better than Stargate. I barely know Stargate, aside from the movie that spawned the franchise and a few episodes of Atlantis.

i just start cackling whenever people start calling trek bad

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@Silvan Haven

Come on, Universe wasn't that bad. I'd still watch that over Trek any day. Would have liked Atlantis movie though.

@Forsythe

i'm sorry man

i can't hear you over, to quote my mecha mentor, all that shit taste

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Cyare Staunton: Within the City

"Of course I'm checking the center of the city. In case you hadn't noticed, that's where we're headed. There were no public boards near the Guild buildings, which is a logical first place to check for Magician jobs." The Tactical Mage replied, only patience tempering the mild irritation that occurred most of the times that her companion opened his mouth. Honestly, he probably would get himself killed without her just by pissing off the wrong Mage. Still she wasn't going to waste any more breath on the obvious. They'd just stepped into Town Square anyway, and her Tactical Magic's passive effects kicked in to let her process what she saw quicker. Plenty of people milling about. Two girls on a bench, counting out their money. That might have indicated a job board near them, but she didn't see it. Ah, there it was. A few moments into her scanning she spotted a notice board across the square.

She didn't bother to inform Rei, instead nodded her head in its direction and took a ste-

And stopped when the person crossing in front of her fell. Not as though he tripped on a cobblestone, it was bis own two feet, but he wasn't drunk, either. There were certain outward signs associated with inebriation sufficient to impede one's balance and this man wasn't displaying any of them. Logically, he was just clumsy. Regardless, he seemed intent on a conversation. She briefly contemplated just stepping over him. A little too rude, she supposed.

"I'm afraid I can't help you." The Pawn said simply, with a faint shrug of her shoulders. "Aside from the Games, I do not know what's going on in this town. We're just on our way to the job board."

@Raijinslayer, @Onarax