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Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

No worries Soren; personally I've never watched/read Fairy Tail so I'll pass but I don't mind the advertisement. And I'm only surprised that we hit the philosophical stage before we killed our first soldier XD
Well zealous, you might want to hurry if you want to catch the airship to Dollet, or else we may have to introduce your character after the test. That said, now that we're at this point I am open to one or two non-SeeD/Garden characters so long as they are equivalent in strength to the others.
I like your idea Kissu, the only issue I see is that your character would have next to no interaction with the others for a while. I could knock up some NPCs for company though. Teknik'ly we have 8 at the moment, but I haven't heard from two of them in a while... so fuck it, post your CS and we'll have a gander.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

We can squeeze one last character in, sure.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

T-t-t-t-triple post ost ost ost....
But yep, there are still slots open.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

I fully expect people to use him for comic relief in combat. If we fight anything, ANYTHING that has a status attack, Kein will be hit by it.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Hm... maybe XD

The Reversal - Puer Magi Madoka Magica RP [Spoilers Galore]

Empty. Rotten. Empty. Bingo. This city was a pretty good haul; within a few hours of entering Karashima, the boy had already filled his bag with scavenged supplied. Tinned food, bottles of water, Hell even unopened packets of cigarettes; people in the city were wasteful, perhaps a symptom of the despair that hung so thick in the air. He moved on to another bin, pulling apart black sacks and rummaging through the detritus. It wasn't as though he really had to anymore and he would not find the one item he really craved there, but it was somehow comforting; a throwback to simpler, if no less painful days. Or maybe he was just a filthy bastard, who knew? Unfortunately he wasn't left alone to his dumpster diving. 'There is a better way to sustain your body, Souta. Why do you insist on finding material nutrition when you can just hunt for Wraiths? I thought that was why you came here.' The speaker was a small white and pink... cat... thing; even after four years of being followed by it, Souta still wasn't sure what Kyuubey was. He had heard a dozen conflicting theories, came up with a few himself; the current favorite was that Kyuubey was in fact God, come to Earth to test their souls. Or some such shyte. At any rate the furball had his uses, even if he never shut up. 'Go to hell, I live for this. I'd take a steaming pile of rubbish over your Wraiths any day of the week.' That said, his situation was getting desperate. As the catsquirrel said, Souta had only traveled to Karashima to hunt more powerful Wraiths; his supply of Cubes was at an all time low and pickings had been few and far between in the mountains. As much as he hated to admit it, Souta needed to go for the first Wraith he stumbled across or else he may lose his chance.

Thankfully, the big city being what it was, a Wraith was soon born amid a flash of lightning. He sighed deeply, not wanting to get involved... Other Magi would be racing to ground zero, causing contention and maybe even a fight over who got the kill. Politics he would rather avoid. Still... he needed that Cube. Summoning up his energy, Souta leaped up to the nearest rooftop and hopped from one to the next in the direction of the lightning strike. Kyuubey had done what he always did when things got dangerous, vanishing into a back alley. Not that Souta particularly cared; he was always one snarky remark away from dicing his so-called companion anyway. As he darted across the cityscape, he became aware of other sources of magic, faint but distinct; most likely other Magi converging on the prey. Fantastic; maybe they'll make a battle royale out of it... He didn't like exposing himself to this many potential threats, but it could be days before the chance came again.

Interestingly enough, it was a junkyard; the sort of place Souta felt most at home. His eyes glittered behind a layer of grime as he surveyed the goods on offer, the potential for this place... I might set up camp here once this is over. But in the meantime... A number of others had already arrived, more than he was comfortable with. Still, a large enough Wraith should yield enough Cubes for all, assuming the others were willing to share. Clasping his Soul Gem tightly Souta allowed the magic to flow through him, transforming into his Magi form. After taking a moment to adjust his bicorne, he leaped down from the last rooftop and landed between a few others, one sabre drawn and resting on his shoulder. 'I'd say hello, but formalities can wait.' One of the other boys dragged at his eye though; very effeminate, almost as if he were a real girl. Impossible of course. Probably just a crossdresser; Kyuubey contracted all sorts.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

In my next post, we'll be answering any questions and stuff, then boarding the airships and finally starting the test.
Kein can now be RP'd by anyone for almost any purpose. If you want to use him in combat or have a chat with him, go ahead. He is basically the Neville Longbottom of this operation; slow, incompetent but an all-round nice guy.
For the love of god, just don't kill him.

Final Fantasy VIII: Tempus Veneficarum [7/10 Slots]

Fortunately he didn't have to wait long. Seconds later the first of Duncan's students began to arrive; this would have been to his relief is Syrus hadn't... Say goodbye to my Christmas bonus. He tried not to look the other man in the eye, unsure of how he would take what was surely in his eyes a brazen display of insubordination and disrespect. For a moment the man was silent and Duncan dared to hope... But of course, it was not to be. 'Do you know who I am boy?' The old man's voice was quiet but icy cold and the odd twitch betrayed his mounting outrage. Duncan stepped forward, hoping to preempt an explosion. 'Syrus, please. Have some respect for the Head Instructor. This gentleman is both my superior and the man who bankrolls your tuition.' His eyes bored into the student's as Duncan fervently prayed that Syrus would comply. The Head Instructor was a vicious barstard and if he didn't defuse this situation... Well, sufficed to say he would never set foot in a classroom again. 'I apologise for my student's ignorance sir. Syrus here is one of my newest students; I believe that you have read his dossier?' As he spoke, all smiles and respect, one arm shot out and grabbed Syrus's wrist. Duncan squeezed, not too hard but hopefully enough to get his point across. Both our arses are on the line here kid, don't do anything stupid!

Thankfully the others turned up soon after and as the group grew, the Head Instructor's indignation subsided. Duncan, relieved and grateful, gave each of his students an encouraging grin as he returned their salutes; their level of deference wasn't exactly required, but it was a nice touch. 'Well, we're almost all here. Just missing Marx, wherever he got...' He paused mid-sentence as another student jogged over to the group, a rather plain young man with a bundled pole slung over one shoulder. 'And there's the little git right now. You're almost late Marx. Step it up.' The boy smiled apologetically and saluted the Instructor, fumbling with his package as he did. 'Sorry Instructor; I couldn't find my tie and then my shoes were, uh... Kein Marx, reporting for the SeeD test, sir!' While Marx's air of good-natured incompetence drew a paternal smile from Duncan, the Head Instructor gave him the sort of look one might give something the dog dragged in. Regardless, with everyone assembled he stepped forward to brief the group.

'Ahem. As you may know, I am Head Instructor Maithwaite Corvo, chief tactical officer of Balamb Garden. I plan our missions, dictate the curriculum and oversee the business side of things. In other words, I run everything you see before you.' He took a moment to let that seep in, before setting off toward the main entrance, beckoning the group to follow. Corvo set a fast pace, talking as he went. 'Now to the business at hand. Lerwick will give you your orders later but for now I will outline the situation. Fourteen hours ago, the Galbadian Army launched an unprovoked invasion on the Dukedom of Dollet. Unsurprisingly the defenders were massacred; those few that survive have set up a last line of defense along Lapin Beach.' Duncan cast a worried eye around the students, gauging their reactions to the news. At least one of them was a Dollet native with family there; this test would be especially taxing for her. Corvo continued, unsympathetic to the would-be SeeD's feelings. 'We were contracted for deployment four hours ago, with the stated goal of liberating the city and cutting the Galbadian supply lines. Dollet knows that it cannot win a land war, even with our help. But perhaps we can maul the Galbadians badly enough that parliament can negotiate fair terms for surrender.' Corvo stopped short just outside the main gates, cutting a regal silhouette against the midday sky. At his signal, a pair of small airships dipped down out of the air to land before them. Each could hold perhaps four people, hanging out the open side doors. After admiring the view for a moment, Corvo turned back to the group. 'And this is the horse you shall ride in on. Now, go to Dollet and kill every soldier you see; no half measures.' And with that Corvo strode back into the grounds, coattails trailing behind dramatically. Silence reigned for a few moments and when he was certain that Corvo was out of earshot, Duncan heaved a sigh of relief. 'God, I hate that guy. Well, as he said we're going to Dollet. I'll brief you on the birds, but does anyone have any questions first?'

The Reversal - Puer Magi Madoka Magica RP [Spoilers Galore]

Will so asa I get home; I'm on lunch break at work at the moment, posting from my phone.

The Reversal - Puer Magi Madoka Magica RP [Spoilers Galore]

I don't mean any offence to any Americans present, but American accents on anime characters? It like having my ears violated by wire wool. Not to mention the VAs have no idea what voice differentiation is >>;

You want Nyaatorrents for all your anime watching needs. HorribleSubs 720p releases are the easiest all round, though some other groups do a better job translating.