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In Fire Emblem: Conflict → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


In Fire Emblem: Conflict → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
If I wanted a boring cleric I’d go back to Shadow Dragon. That and I’d question the sanity of a pious cleric joining a mercenary outfit for altruistic motives.
In Fire Emblem: Conflict → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@SimpleWriter

I'll just drop this here seeing as you seem to need a healer for the party.



In Denizens of the Madhouse → 5 yrs ago Forum: Character Sheets


In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Edited in a post ending the Nightmare battle on the end of my last post. Everyone GTFO unless you're looking to fight around a bunch of tense first respsonders.
In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Kanbaru Otoko


"Oi. Eyes right here. You gotta listen to me Touka or I'll- Damn it!" The Icy Magical Girl scowled, head whipping to the side to see her topiary of ice straining to contain the taut wires. She knew full well it wouldn't hold another minute and when they snapped free they'd cleave through this alley with force Touka couldn't manage alone. "Get a hold of yourself already!"

Kanbaru could at least take some small solace that Touka's rage was directed at the light girl, though whether that was in opposition of Yui's purity or recognition of her former partner was anyone's guess. What mattered to the bluenette was that she was up close and ignored, which made her course of action far simpler. With her arm still armored in an inch of brackish ice she clutched the Detention Club President's face, her thumb beneath the jaw as the tips of her fingers dug into the brow, sealing Touka's lips before the wires could spill forth.

"But if you aren't going to mellow, well, I'll just have to make you mellow myself." And then Kanbaru knelt there, one arm restraining Touka as she drew in the miasmic darkness radiating from her ex-partner. After all, if they can feed off the waste of Nightmare's there was nothing stopping her from drinking in this outpouring of Touka's wild energies. It was as wild as a beast and struggled against her will, but gradually she picked up in force and drew the ambient energy radiating from Touka into a shroud of umbran energy around herself.

It took all of her concentration to keep it steady and hold Touka in place, but it seemed the fastest way to neuter Touka without trying to bash her head in till she lost consciousness. A prospect that seemed rather pointless if the pain of a severed arm only drove the green haired girl more wild then anything else.

A night of feverish battle dripping with desperation drew to a close. For all the horror and malice the new Nightmare's wielded, they were as remarkably finite as Pallis' interest in continuing the slaughter. With no new monstrous variants made they fell to the paragons of Light and Dark in time. Time was the great equalizer. It bore the civilians away from danger and dwindled their foes against the rock of magical might that was the Miso City magical girls.

Zero hour passed, and the last man eater fell to the snow before breaking apart into wisps of magical energy. The opening of the Siblings battle had concluded with the rising sun, leaving the city's inhabitants to pick up the pieces. The Magical Girls stood unseen upon their battlefields even as the sounds of sirens drew closer with each breath. For all that their efforts kept Pallis' Nightmare's from drowning the city in blood, there was still a massacre in the streets. No doubt it would dominate the news for days to come, and an aura of fear would continue along with it.

But, what was done was done. Time was neither friend nor foe, bearing all onward towards success or failure with equal vigor. For now, it was time to make oneself scarce, lest they wish to linger among the first responders.
In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Tsuruga Deishuu


Tsuruga acknowledged there was no arguing with her partner without making a big deal of it. She could have dug in her feet and refused the cavalier request, but that would only invite concern and curiosity she didn't want to deal with. So she stopped struggling against Ami and nodded her head like one of those knick-knack birds that constantly dips their beak into a glass. "Fine, fine! We'll do it at your house. That way you can clean up the mess."

The timid girl exhaled gratefully upon being dropped, knowing her partner's battle lust, once stoked, would consume her thoughts and leave all else forgotten. How she envied her partner some days.

While Ami crashed and burned with her typical panache to great success, Tenshi flew overhead and saw Hell upon the city.

Towers opposing god being struck by a creature of terrible madness. Humans rendered into so much meat and bone, lifeless upon the once safe city streets in the broad daylight hours. Great explosions of energy beyond the ken of the Detention Club president.

Most pressing of all were the new Nightmares emanating from one of the darker forces to unveil itself within Miso city. There were those who were mockeries of knights whose focus lay solely upon the Magical Girls of both light and dark, going so far as to ignore easy civilians just to charge to their deaths. Inversely were the Grotesqueries with their hinged jaws and wild blood lust that struck out at anything they could reach. Even the hordes of typical Nightmare's had never posed such a threat, and it made the airborne magical girl anxious.

Anxious not for the lives lost or the danger below, but for the change that would come with the morning after, for the shift from what she had known into a frightening new world of frightened people in a city without safety.

Yet on witnessing a bright flare up of fire, the image of her brash, bold, bull headed partner came to mind, and the indecision melted away. That day isn't today. Right now, we're still Magical Girls, and this...this is our city, damn it.

A burst of repulsion sent her into a dive bomb to the ground below. Like the rest in the area she'd gather a hard of tag-along knights to deal with, waiting with open anticipation of striking her. A thunderous boom signaled her acceleration before striking back at the earth a foot from impact.

For once, she nailed the landing.


Magical Girls both light and dark descended upon the infested streets in force, if not in unity. A certain Dark red head's actions in engaging the Light girls would no doubt make matters of containment all but impossible if Bastion had not blocked an entire avenue with her fortifications and barriers. With the majority of civilians safely cut off from their pursuers they started to create distance and escape immediate danger, though stragglers would still persist on the Magical Girl's side of it.

A consequence of the Girls all congregating was the Knight Nightmare's could draw together in force to combat them. There would be a noticable change in tactic from them as their numbers consolidated together, with many focusing less upon outright killing their foes and more upon bogging them down so they could be brought down under weight of combined arms. Like a pack of wolves, they circled and harried, trying their hardest to bear an unfortunate Magical Girl to the ground and render her a pincushion, emblem and all.

But in consolation there was a small boon, as Phantasmagoria's mass illusion had confused the predatory Grotesqueries, losing themselves in savaging the wall of illusions and thus being caught just inside the lobby entrance. By now the people inside had realized some crisis was going on and had retreated into the wings to allow the responding Magical Girls a chance to act upon the Nightmares before they lose interest in illusory blood and drew the genuine article.
In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Kanbaru Otoko


The icy magical girl blinked owlishly at her phone, as within moments of her text being sent did a ballistic missile strike the rooftop and carry off the very threat she'd messaged about. Kanbaru full well there wasn't anything psychic in Touka's head full of wires, but sometimes coincidence just smacked you in the face and left one stunned.

Ponderously rousing herself she pocketed the phone and settled herself back into the seat of her motorcycle, finding no reason to scale the building to chastise Kiru-Kiru and company when the Angel was already sent flying away. A smirk played out beneath her mask as she envisioned Touka's full fury set loose once more, and a shiver tore down her spine as it prickled recollection. "If only that were the worst of it."

The smirk fell, and with it her gaze drew to the streets and a sudden flare of Darkness to match the Angel's horrid radiance. Instantly she knew what it would entail, and sans a Touka-shaped-missile there was little to be done that would amount to much. Kanbaru was confidant in her skills, but between the sudden emergence of an Angel and a Demon, she was liable to wind up a corpse then a hero if she went off half-cocked.

Caught amidst indecision, she waited on the rooftops as two battles played out across the city. Between the Demon and unknown Magical Girls, and Touka's own duel with the Angel. Kanbaru focused upon the warring magics, and wasn't surprised to feel the Demon finish first. The sudden absence of a Light Girl presence made her consider another murder took place, were it not for the feeling of newly kindled darkness in its place.

Perhaps that was just her being confused by the surge of newly empowered Nightmare's, running wild through the streets. The sights and sounds from below were alarming enough to move her into action and Kanbaru grasped the throttle intent to get into the thick of things, were it not for a scream that resonated across distance and magic.

"Touka!" She cried out in turn, and without thinking, shot off the roof and drove as the crow flies upon a hastily formed tunnel of ice. Uncaring of its eventual thaw, she shot off at high speed and left the Nightmare's to her feast. Dimly she was aware of Chie and her madness at work, no doubt making the situation hellish for the Light girls without a thought for their mutual prey, but there wasn't a moment to spare.

A sharp turn and a moment to angle down to street level brought her to a dust choked alley near a now leveled construction site- Dear god this was a trend in her partners now- brought Fortuna to a sadly familiar sight...and one startling for its proximity to the former.

"Oi, are you trying to get yourself killed?!" Kanbaru growled, grasping Yui by the shoulder and throwing her roughly backwards into a wall before a flailing wire struck the ground she stood upon. "Getting near any of this is a bad idea on a good day. You want to poke a wounded one now?"

She didn't have the chance to talk more before Touka's flailing wire's struck for her too, but Kanbaru's eyes shone with a calmed surety. After all, the only one who knew Touka better then Allanah was Kanbaru...and maybe Chiaki.

Ice sheathed her arm with a thought and she reached out with an armored palm, sending a solid pillar to be cut deeply and refreeze around the cords, trapping them in place. Each wild strike, fueling by directionless anger and thus lacking the finesse and strategy of Touka's usual style, were easily neutralized in short order till the alley carried the chill of a dozen new ice sculptures stabbed into the walls and ground beneath their feet.

"Hey, it's going to be alright now. Kanbaru's got you." She said, dropping down to one knee before the wild eyed Magical Girl, pressing her armored hand to Touka's stump and freezing the hole over to contain her. Given Touka's nature, a little more pain wasn't going to make a difference to her. "Though we should really stop meeting like this. It's not even the tenth time I've had you frozen to a dingy alley wall, Touka~"

Kanbaru forced her daytime cheer past her Magical Girl facade, trying to bring down her ex-partner's fury least she have to be more thorough in her restraint.
In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Zero Hour - Miso City


It took the death of one girl in a moonlit alley to increase the rate of Nightmare attacks to the points even the daylight hours weren't safe.

Three days later the very same murderer unleashed a hitherto unseen paired strain of Nightmares, and within minutes the once calm streets filled with ignorant masses trundling through snow and salt would find themselves slain without sight nor sound of their murderers. One second they were fine, and in the next their flesh was ripped by five sets of teeth set as though upon the petals of a flower, slick with gore and bright arterial spurts.

Yet still no one sees. Ignorance persists as the first bodies drop, only to be met with the stupor of confusion as eyes take in the fallen and people stop in their tracks. Murmurs break out, soon followed by shrieks as those closest are borne to the ground under the weight of invisible predators who leave neither footprint nor wafting plume of breath in their wake.

The stillness is shattered at last, the ignorant run in every direction, and the Nightmare's feast anew. These ravenous monsters were made to do what the common Nightmare couldn't and, spoiled for choice, they followed the crowds as they funneled themselves down the avenues. Perhaps it was a blessing by some twisted benefactor of Magical Girls, that at least with the mounting deaths these Nightmare's were yet still condensed and had yet to scatter far and wide.

However fortunes would soon turn against Miso City, for the fleeing citizens where passing a rather well appointed cinema, the sort of mega theater to parallel the American AMC with a grand lobby and two dozen theaters spread across two wings therein. Christmas had passed, but seasonal films both new and re-released were quite profitable.

One screening had ended, and the patrons casually ambled outside to be met with the curious sight of panic and disorder. Missing the corpses left in the snow, their lingering presence split the attention of the Nightmares. The newly formed horde split, half continuing the running slaughter through the street pulling down civilian after civilian, while the rest rushed for the darkness of the cinema.

Hundreds packed into dark, sound proofed theaters and limited exits. A massacre to shake Miso City to its very core was swiftly coming to pass, if neither Light nor Dark could intervene in time.

Zero hour. The beginning of a siblings conflict, and the darkness thrust upon the world by a Demon's disdain, staining the snow dark as pitch.
In Kurai Majoko: Dark Magical Girls → 5 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Kanbaru Otoko

It struck the motorcyclist how active Miso city was. Like the pervasive rumble of drainage pipes after a heavy rain, her trek was accompanied by the clash of distant powers and the shifting of Nightmare hordes. Flush with choices she took to her fight's without any great commitment, side swiping masses of Nightmare and decimating them with potent spears of ice or sprays of fragmenting bullets in passing before dashing off to bigger hordes.

The name of the game wasn't eradication. It was control, and breaking apart clusters before they built into an actual threat to their kind seemed a good approach for one on their own. With the benefit of speed beyond her peers, it suited the Code Keeper just fine.

"Though I hope Chie has the sense not to start another fight. Luna was accommodating, but the rest...not so much." Kanbaru exhaled into her mask, words lost to the roar of her stead as she road from street to roof top, unseen save to the magically inclined. In the course of such a broad, sweeping journey it was only natural to draw close to a threat eventually, one that had her choking the brakes hard and careening to a stop as she ogled a vacant office building whose side now sported an ugly gash that sent shattered glass raining to the streets below. Kanbaru idly hoped no one was walking beneath it or there was going to be a truly gruesome corpse perforated against the pavement in a few seconds.

The rest of her attention was on the energies coming from the top, one familiar enough to be labelled Kiru-Kiru's, while the other was the sort of Light one would call holy in its radiance. Kanbaru dug out her phone and shot a text to Touka. We've got trouble downtown, and Kiru is trying to punch it in the face. Help now.

Tsuruga Deishuu


She jolted in place, head snapping back with with alacrity as the door opened and Ami emerged at long last. Her cheek twitched as her partner pulled out her phone for a message Tsuruga knew she never sent and had deliberately done so. It put off this 'confrontation' just a little longer and she could take in the peace of the stoop without a care. That being why it's prompt shattering and even swifter hug left her wishing to crawl into her clothes and die of embarrassment for being caught. Caught doing what was never the question, just a matter of awareness in her mind.

"It's okay, I wasn't here long." She lied easily, despite nothing else coming so naturally when wrapped in an admittedly welcoming embrace. Tsuruga would curse their glorious leader for assigning her such a libertarian huger as Ami, even if a small part of her acknowledged she was in greater proximity to the brawler then she was her own mother. "Really I'm fine!"

Her protests were as limp as her physical struggles against Ami's crushing hugging. It was a small consolation that her face was already red as a tomato from the cold outside or her partner would get funny ideas. "C-Can we just go already? We don't need to bundle up when we're just going to transform anyway..."
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