Lonewolf685

The War of the Three

There, just a minor edit to make the numbers reflect Sliske's actual summon amount and still keep things working so no one else needs to edit.

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Yeah but that forces two others to edit their posts kinda.

@Mega Birb

It doesn't really effect Deva and Dora/Fran's posts since they only care for the effect. Really I'm just altering the number of imps and saying the minefield is still somewhat intact.

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I see. Give me a bit to edit the post to reflect two imps getting through.

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Suparna Wolgen

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As usual, Suparna was fashionably late to the party but still came with ample time to hear the details and witness what could only be described by the Queen of Carrion as a freak show parade with a motley assortment treating the bridge like a tightrope instead of a functional path from one end to the other. Seeing as this challenge was open to beings as large of Bal-Dakka or that colossal angel she didn't recall seeing recently, the skeletons insistence in theatrics was worthy of a sigh of exasperation.

"This challenge is truly off with a bang." She remarked off the cuff and raised a sleeve before her face to dim the violent burst of light and sound Henry thought to release on the bridge. The structure itself was no worse for the wear and Suparna was far enough away to be unaffected, but how it affected those currently crossing was yet to be seen.

"Hmm, if what the Alchemist said is true, I'd rather not risk being disqualified on a technicality." That technicality being Chirada, who may for all intents and purposes be only half of one entity divided between two vessels, but Suparna wasn't going to gamble on the elevator making that distinction. "Fran dear, please look away for a few moments."

Suparna stepped back into the waiting embrace of Chirada...and was skewered upon its ribs. A grotesque squelching noise erupted from the Lolita whose body convulsed from an outpouring of maggots along each puncture, a sight befitting the nightmares of mortals until Chirada closed itself around her and concealed it from view. It's body rumbled and shifted, masses writhing every which way alongside the grating sound of bone tearing flesh to release the carrion contained within. Chirada noticeably bulked up from the increase in mass and the seam it often opened to expose its ribs had sealed itself as though never existing in the first place. Two more wings erupted from the angelic corpse's back to loom larger then the four already present, and soon after arms emerged like the sleeves of a coat and terminated in the same black plumage that circled Chirada's mask while the hands themselves were concealed beneath velveteen gloves of the starkest white.

"Ooooooh my, I almost forgot how good it felt to be whole!" Came a the jubilant cry of the united Whole, its voice seemed to echo from behind the mask now serving as its face. Chirada, as that really was the easiest way to identify them in this form, now loomed two heads over Fran and was caught in a fit of laughter as she experimented with her newly formed arms and the wings from the starting area. Their was a temptation to indulge in the urges of her wings and fly across the bridge to reach the castle, but even Chirada's exultation of her empowered body, she wasn't so foolish as to forget the reason she assumed it.

The Rules mattered, as the others would soon discover.

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It was to the surprise of any viewer to this contest that it was not any competitor. but a gaggle of meager imps that began to set the wheels of calamity into motion.

A series of detonations ran along the bridge from their single minded race along the bridge, a hazard that would claim many of their rank and possibly fling those still crossing into the abyss below. Yet this was not the end of the issues they would raise.

Two Sliske's imps would do as commanded and continue into the castle, finding the elevators waiting for them without any trap to hinder their progress. The remaining duo continued inside and piled into one of the open elevators and slapping the only button present, which closed the doors with a resounding ding. Rather then ascend, the elevator's occupancy limit sent them hurtling downwards towards the inescapable holding area all of Hohenheim's captives would find themselves residing in before they were stuffed into cryogenic storage.

While the imps got acquainted with their cell, the use of the elevator had triggered the Second Phase of the competition before anyone was actually present. Hohenheim had told them that whoever remained on the first floor when the elevators moved would be left with company, and each ascension or descent would result in greater and greater numbers of greeters to come down and welcome the competitors. For this first call came down a trio of serpentine woman brandishing swords that burned the same color as their scales.

Were Ananta not slumbering upon a delightful heated rock that came through the mail, this would have been an easy matter for Heaven to circumvent, but as it was, the three lamia surged out of the lamia and took to the bridge with the intent of knocking them from the dangerous precipice. Moved with each undulation of their powerful tails, they charged forth with a flurry of steel, flame, and muscle to topple the intruding Factions into the void below.

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@Lmpkio @Grombus @Banana @floodtalon @The 42nd Gecko @Mega Birb @Awesomoman64 @Ryonara @Flamelord @Lucius Cypher @KoL @TheWindel

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@Flamelord

I'm a bit torn, on one hand Nevsky is obviously a veteran of snow fighting, but on the other hand the people we will be going up against wont exactly be new at it either. In babylon any heroic spirit we encountered would have no remote idea how to deal with suddenly drowning in freezing water.

A bit late now though, but im sure there will be some warm tropical place we can ride forth to terrorize in the future.

@Beloss

Don't you mean in Scandanavia? I imagine Babylon is pretty idealic unless the Tigris and Euphrates freeze over in the winter.

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Also, is no one going to pay much attention to Henry's flashbang?

@The 42nd Gecko

Henry's flashbang is only really relevant to people who are already on the bridge. Most of the recent people are only getting on it or past his point, as far as I can see. Wait for the flashbang's actual target to post.

Adventure into the world of Pokémon! (PRIVATE)

Roma has always been a cultured sort, a true artist

Adventure into the world of Pokémon! (PRIVATE)

Roma Bhakti

An adventure in the pokemon world...was already in progress!

Pokemon, trainer, and bystander alike flocked to the bustling port city of Slateport to witness the passing of celestial matter across the night's sky. Many had there eyes glued to the sky above, or were keeping a watchful eye on their children splashing in the waves and dashing along the sands with rowdy pokemon. It was a hectic, but festive affair that spoke of the people's jubilation to be gathered and entertained en masse.

With everyone pouring onto the beach, it was the perfect time to enjoy the Slateport Museum in peace and quiet.

Roma stood before a display holding a long since fossilized pokemon from the ocean floor, her dull eyes flickering back and forth to gleam every curve of the ancient stone. Her hands were folded before her, sleeves joined at the waist to provide a perch for the sleeping Tentacool nestled against her. She turned to look at the woman manning the admissions desk and found her still watching Roma with a warm smile on her face. It was kind of her to waive the policy in regards to released pokemon in the museum, if only due to the lack of other customers and Tentacool's sleeping death grip upon Roma.

She'd been a touch disappointed to find no fossils of her newest pokemon, but observing what there was on display was still worth the trip to Slateport, even if Truffles and Weaboo had to stay in their pokeballs while she enjoyed the cultural landmark of Slateport.

"Excuse me, Miss, but the shower is due to start soon." The attendant said as she came out from around her counter and walked up to the entrance, an unspoken eagerness to view the shower hindered by an obligation not to leave the museum unattended.

"Ah, of course. Thank you for affording me your time." The Eel said, offering her an appreciative nod in passing before they slipped out the door and stood on the wharf before them to view the night's sky in all its splendor.

@TheWindel @Lucius Cypher @KoL

~Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky~

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Miranda Sinclair

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Her drink never did show up and that really put a damper on Miranda's desire to lounge at the bar for awhile. Luckily for everyone present the job board was made available and offered with it the plethora of goods and goodies any Chaser could hope for if they managed to accomplish the given task. In one shocking display, a lone Chaser even tried to handle the mission on their own without letting the Dangeki staff get a work in edgewise, and it really was no wonder when they returned a corpse clutching a severed head. While disgruntled waitresses went about removing the corpse from beside the doorway and let a 'Caution! Wet Floor!' sign in the pool of blood, Miranda slid out of her chair and approached the mission board.

"A motorcycle? I couldn't afford the gas, let alone insurance, licenses, and a place to store it. Toilet Paper is already taken by the stiff over there. Money is nice, but a mystery mansion sounds like its worth any reward." Miranda said to herself, mind already maid up on seeing what secrets laid within the mysterious estate.

@KoL@TheWindel

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@Lonewolf685 He lost his body. He's ok, but he's down a body. He's weird like that.

@The 42nd Gecko

Oh that. Since it happened between rounds, it's fine if he gets another body.