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Current Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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2 mos ago
My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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2 mos ago
Despite its massive flaws, my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is still one of the longest ongoing RPs in RPGuild - It turns 4 years old in July and the current thread itself is more than a year old.
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3 mos ago
On 4/14/2026 (on my end), my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is now three years and ten months old, and the current thread is one year and four months.
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Latest version of Ascot's potential power upgrade at the end of this Story Arc:

Determined Soul Transformation Method - By bringing himself to the border line of life and a hero's death, William Ascot has proclaimed his willingness to sacrifice his life for a cause that is worth it. Once he has returned to the land of the living, Ascot can now turn his body into a ghostly form much like Vittiorio's. As he directly transforms his body into the essence of souls, this is less and more vulnerable than Vittorio's Astral Projection. Less, because it can stay incorporeal and invisible indefinitely, as well as fly, and more, because it cannot shift into a semi-corporeal form; Ascot has to turn back into a full human in order to interact with anything that isn't ghostly.

Anti-Magic, Mana-Absorbing Sticky Foam, and attacks that can harm Spirits can also harm Ascot's ethereal body, and any damage caused by them manifests as burns when Ascot transforms back into a human. And of course, too much damage can kill Ascot permanently, sending him over the border of a heroic demise...
William Ascot

"We'll stop it if you agree to leave us alone to our own plans," William Ascot said, glaring first at Adam, then at Bertand behind him. He knew he and his group can take Galbrek's minions and bodyguards, but the boy knew Andras, at least, was tired. The crowd, hopefully made friendlier to them by Ascot's Narrative Role of Familarity, would also be a factor, as well as the other contestant in the Midnight Tournament. The advantage was going to them, but wasn't quite with them. But Ascot can feel time running out; his brother might get himself killed trying to arrest Vittorio, thus necessitating more card tricks from him and Andras.

"Indeed, let's go eat," he would say warmly to Andras. "Then we can begin card work. Can I cast Nakama Dedication Technique just before then, though? We're going to need every advantage we have."

Then Vernon attacked Galbrek's female bodyguard with a thrown piece of ice, and Ascot metaphorically froze again before turning around to his boyfriend and saying, "Why did you do that?! There was a chance they would have retreated!"

Now we'll have to spend valuable energy fighting! The boy said as he drew the sword given to him by his mother; the perfectly ordinary sword that will have to be supplemented with whatever he can scrounge up.

Then as quickly as it escalated, the situation was defused as Aegus Reister and his companion (Euphoria Reverie?) entered the situation. Bowing deeply to the young lady, William Ascot said his thanks: "Your help is appreciated; the person here," he gestured towards Galbrek, "was the instigator of this entire situation. I myself merely wanted to see a friend plus help avert a grievous tragedy elsewhere."

Turning to Vernon, the boy said, "Vernon, let the medics heal you. Don't resist them, please. I and Andras need to go to eat as well; we're hungry."

The young man finally went to Andras' side, further saying, "I'll pay the entrance fee and the food; it's the least I can do."

He then handed over the required sum of cash to Euphoria, and said: "Thank you for your time."

@Crowvette@CavnderOHeart

Alexander Ascot

Alexander's head was un-helmeted, and so unless someone stopped Gillam's spray of acid from hitting it, the officer would be in for a world of pain. Thankfully, Michael Angie proved up to the occassion, allowing the Officer to continue his charge, a charge that risked his life. He would not notice Alto and Aram jumping into the fight, although part of him can tell that a collapsing cieling was no longer a problem. But that also meant that Vittorio had more tentacles ready, and so he'd have to fight better and fight smarter; he'd already spent four shots of Mana-absorbing foam at Vittorio; he had eight more that he needed to use to pre-empt attacks.

@RoflsMazoy@Dezuel@Bartimaeus@Scarifar@Gentlemanvaultboy
Dropping due to incompatibilities in playstyle; I deeply apologize.
Sorry about this, but I am dropping; you can kill off Albert if you guys want.

Edit: Sorry if this reply or the reply on Discord was rude; just depressed lately.
@Letter BeeI shall message you later then :)


Are you available?
Alexander Ascot

"Indeed I do, " Alexander said to Alto as Vittorio gave his speech. Stretching out his right hand, he conjured up the God-Binding Grimorie of Imprisonment, which appeared in a burst of glittering motes. Blessed and implicitly protected by as many Gods and Goddesses as possible, the book's cover and binding was nearly indestructable, as strong as Alexander's willpower and confidence in himself. And while those two weren't always the strongest, they would be strong enough for this. He had his own people to take care of, his own people he loved.

And so his doubts, fears, and even his sadness and sympathy for Vittorio became irrelevant, pushed to the side as the young man knew he had to get back to this in one piece.

Positioning himself in front of Alto and Michael, left hand holding the Sticky Foam Gun and right hand holding his Grimorie, he would shake his head and respond to Vittorio's rant about the Day of Reckoning: "No."

First Energy Beam: Floor and Dust. Second to Fifth Energy Beams: Cieling? Alexander would make use of the Body Art that Michael had given him to make a flying leap up, and swat two of the four energy beams Vittorio had aimed at the floor above with the outside of his book, the embodiment of his Core Power. Blessed by every imaginable Pantheon. Strengthened by my own soul. This is my own power, the power of one who seeks to protect others.

As the other two energy rays hit the cieling (unless stopped by Michael and Alto), Alexander landed on the ground once more, breathing hard and clearly in pain. Assuming that Alto and Michael were distracted with preventing the floor above from collapsing upon them, the Officer put himself forward once more, saying, "Let me make this clear, little boy. You talk about failure to do justice. You tell me to blame myself. You, who jump to conclusions on the haziest of assumptions, assume the roles of judge, jury, and executioner. "

Alexander laughed in contempt even as Vittorio's astral form seemed to be lost in reverie, His Grimorie and Gun held out to hinder any attempt by the other Mephisto's student, the Shapeshifter, to interfere.

"Only those who are better in investigation than the law have the right to take justice into their own hands, young man," That statement encapsulated the essence of Alexander's personal philosophy. "No evidence other than your delusions point to Alto being guilty of summoning your friends' and family's killer." He would walk forwards with his weapons drawn, ready to bat away any attempt by Vittorio or Gillam to attack. "You know nothing about the justice that you spout about, you little guttersnipe. So don't lecture me."

And Alexander would charge Vittorio then, covering his own advance with a volley of sticky foam shots; the foam would absorb magical energy as it made contact with Vittorio's Astral Form.

@RoflsMazoy@Dezuel@Bartimaeus@Scarifar@Gentlemanvaultboy
William Ascot

"Oh, wow!" William Ascot said happily, "I didn't know you were like King, Vernon! Well, half like King, at any rate." A pause as the truth occured to his mind, causing Ascot to catch himself even as (presumably) Galbrek collapsed from the paralyzing song. "Oh, wait, you were bluffing."

The boy felt it was all right to say that now that Galbrek was (again, presumably) paralyzed by the magical music and probably so caught up in his humiliation that he won't be able to listen. He would then take back the Ice Cream Cake from Darla and say, "I'm glad to meet you too; I apologize for everything!" Or if Darla just threw the Ice Cream Cake at Ascot, or hit him with it, he'd just try and dodge. Whatever the case, the boy would say to Andras, "Let's get something to eat now; I'm sure there's a ramen stand somewhere!"

@RoflsMazoy@Dezuel@Bartimaeus@Crowvette@CavnderOHeart
Waiting for @CavnderOHeart!
Sorry about this, guys, but although I don't want the RP to die, the game feels bland at present and it is my fault. So if @Double and @Gentlemanvaultboy accept, I am giving over control of the RP to them because, well, I think they can make it un-bland when I could not.
Sorry, I'm in work :/ I'll do it on my lunch, again apologies :(


Ah, I have to sleep soon, sadly.
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