Letter Bee

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Still here, but will only be able to do collabs.

Persona - The True Self

Samuru Amakusa

Few words, yet immensely charismatic and even-handed; that was Rui Sinichi from Samuru's point of view. The eighteen-year old once again felt a surge of respect for the younger student for being so wise beyond his years. But Samuru wasn't so blind as not to notice Kazuki's apperance and mysterious behavior, though he also wasn't so uncautious that he would butt into other people's business. No, time to focus on the 'spot' prepared for the gang.

"Yeah, let's get going; I can't wait to see what has been set up," he ended up saying. A slight smile; he was now opening up. He then looked at Kanna, who was already going after Rui, and went after him, walking briskly. He then thought: Maybe I shouldn't have frightened Kanna.

But what was done was done; he now had to move and see what had been prepared for the group.

@Sho Minazuki@Tenma Tendo

Worlds Apart

Everything was in chaos; Zoe had seemingly frozen up. Ascot knew he can do nothing now, nothing except to go along with the will of the crowd. But what was said will? People have finally began to resist the Ghost Girl - he cursed himself for not having waited - but others were going to wait for the train to turn their bodies into pulp. Damnit all, with Zoe's lack of action, he was effectively alone. Was this his destiny, to go along with the flow?

You can always choose to go back to the platform; you have at least a minute. Ascot's mind spoke to him to him. But the boy casually refused; he wanted the possibility of power. Wait, what? He actually believed that he was going to be made more powerful from this?

It seems that he did. The feeling of powerlessness, the feeling of being beaten up for being smart, the feeling of being shoved in a locker (what a cliche!), all those were remembered now. He wanted to be special, to feel strange energies course through his body as he healed people and protected them from vague but horrifying enemies. He wanted to glow with bright light, yearned to finally save people instead of being the one being saved.

The train was coming. It was too late for him to back out. And so, Ascot bowed down his head, hoping that the pain would be brief...

@Redward@MechonRaptor@Etranger

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Double, I might join, but there is also a custom FF RP that is about to start soon...

Persona - The True Self

Samuru Amakusa

Samuru breathed in relief at Kanna's positive reaction to his offer of friendship. Now to try and not flub this up with social anxiety born from long years of hiding who he really was. "In response to what you said about what you've been through; we've all undergone a lot; that's what we all have in common. Not to say we're all friends or anything; I'm...inexperienced at friendship and I'm also a newbie at that, but we all get along so far. We are not a true Nakama yet, and we probably will go our seperate ways once this is over, but we're united to find out the mystery behind this whole affair." He tilted his head slightly away. "Or at least, that's the ideal state."

"But I'm getting ahead of myself; let's go seek out Rui." And with that, a few pastel-strokes finished the average-quality picture of the blue sky, sea, and shore, and Samuru got up to look for Rui, gesturing to Kanna to follow him.

He would slowly backtrack to where they had last seen the high schooler; the shops closest to the train station. As he did so, carefully making sure Kanna wasn't far behind, Samuru would have an idle thought: We really aren't a Nakama, more a loose coalition.

The components of the coalition were Rui and his two friends, Megumi and Kazuki. This triumvirate was the nucleus that kept everyone together. Next were the romantic pairings; Mako and Sato - those two were braver than he was - and Shizuka and Matthew. There was also Kotori and another girl, that bloodthirsty chick who had helped fight his Shadow. Then came Ryan Chideta, the introverted outlier whose bond with the others wasn't as deep as Rui and the nucleus, and now, him and Kanna, the two newbies among newbies. Do not forget the ones we keep shedding along the way; the ones who keep vanishing into the ether after a while.

Snapping out of his thoughts, Samuru looked around for Rui once more, before turning to Kanna; hopefully, the two would be relatively alone. He would then say, "Kanna, I have to tell you something. Something that might be useful in preparing you for the danger to come, and something that provides another reason for us to come to Rui, get to know him better, and thank him with a gift."

He then continued, "The Star of the Tarot and The Heirophant; those are our cards. The Star symbolizes hope, renewal, and spirituality and the reverse stands for despair, discouragement, and loss of faith. The Heirophant, meanwhile, embodies religion, group identification, conformity, tradition and beliefs. Some of those are ugly things, but counterbalanced by the reverse, which stands for overcoming restrictions and questioning how things are."

Samuru looked around even more, fear entering his expression. He had to choose his next words carefully, "And how things are right now...they aren't bad, but I have cause to fear. As I said before, we are not a true Nakama yet. And there are people who were rescued, joined us, and then vanished into thin air. We might be mistaken for that; we might even really be that. But point is, we're not truly accepted. Not merely that but - and I hope not to be accused of treason for this - we are not all one unit. We aren't as 'deep' as we could be." He then clasped his right fist to his chest, a gesture of affirmation, and continued, "And I want to change that. In fact, instead of moaning, I will prove that group identity can be a good thing as well."

A smile. "And, to be honest, I will need Rui for that, and also you. So do not vanish, Kanna-kun."

And with that, Samuru headed back to the changing stations, confident that no one had heard his mini-speech. There, he might find Rui, who perhaps had not have left the place at all. Waving his hand at the younger but wiser student, Samuru would say: "Hello, Rui-san; a moment of your time? Basically, we'd like to ask; are you doing anything? If so, can we join in?" He smiled widely.

"I've also been thinking that we should have a mini-party; we're here for a day or two, right? What about having the party be the climax of that? With cake slices and ice cream and pasta and sushi and seaweed dishes; if they have any." He then thought that Rui and his friends may have planned that already. "But it's okay if we weren't the first ones to think about it." He rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

"Seriously, though, something to bind all of us together would be great. Oh, and perhaps a gift exchange?"

@Sho Minazuki@Tenma Tendo

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

Sorry for the short post, but better little activity than no activity at all.

Dialectic 0: Beyond Man

The next day, the slave markets of New Troy were as bustling as ever, with crowds come to gawk at the adult men and women being sold in varying degrees of humiliation. Some were in rags, others wore only loincoths in the summer heat; some wore no clothing at all as their sellers were more cruel than the usual. Rich aristocrats went to and from each stall, buying new 'wares', sometimes as individuals, sometimes in bulk. It seemed that the protests and crowds that had gathered before the Presidential Palace had lost their fire once peace with Nittany was granted.

But it was not the case. The truth was that the humane elements of society, those who remembered some ember of the past and kept in mind the possibilities of the future, were merely biding their time. Biding their time until they were in a position to win against the reactionary aristocrats.

In another district of the city, at the side of the Hudson River, a set of crude machines were powered by the rushing waters. These machines were not ones of war, but ones of weaving, of making cloth, of using what pre-war designs were left in the city to develop more than weapons. Situated in an old warehouse, these 'power looms' were watched over by a linen-clad priest and several nuns, as well as a metal woman whose sleel skin was mostly hidden by woven cloth. In this mysterious place, the Church of Rights began their quiet revolution, a quiet revolution to make sure that legal, offically-sanctioned, slave labor as one knew it was ended.

The knowledge of the Old World will be regained, whether by pushing the same paths of inquiry, or by rediscovering new knowledge. That is their vow. But for now, the identities of this cast of people need to remain mysterious; it makes for a better story.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Letter Bee Are we getting the reboot soon?

@Rockin Strings

Reboot is suspended; I have three RPs on this site, and three more on others.

Kingdom Hearts: The Lights of the Multiverse Redux [No Longer Full]

@Double, I am here.

Worlds Apart

"So we're dying and going to be reconstructed," Ascot said. "I hear the truth in your words and your voice, Ghost Girl. But I will not change my mind so easily; you are going to have to drag me onto the tracks yourself if you are capable of doing that." Which she might be; I underestimated her.

He looked around, recognizing that except for Zoe, he lacked support. Heck, the others might want to drag Smokey onto the tracks themselves. The boy looked at Tabitha, who had taken the initiative to step up and go to the tracks herself. He looked at Koda, as fascinated as ever. A glance was spared for Tristan and that odd fellow who was talking to himself. Strangely, despite the demands of sanity, none were willing to refuse the Ghost Girl, none were wiling to try and get away.

Ascot felt something in him break.

His shoulders slumped down, and the young man found himself taking out his cellphone, sending a text to his mother. Mom, I and Zoe will be gone for a while; we'll be back soon, I promise. Then, he slowly, deliberately walked to the tracks himself, saying, "I can't leave you guys alone to your deaths; can I? Better to be with you, even if it is the end..."

@Daft Monarch@Redward@MechonRaptor