Lugubrious

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

<Snipped quote by Prince of Seraphs>

He didn't wait for me to post.

@Crimson Raven

You said you didn't want to, so I told you not to. You didn't, in fact, post after school yesterday, so I thought the entire matter was settled just fine. I've posted twice since then in fact. If you changed your mind, you should have told me.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Fleo Plector – Phoenix Wing Stands

@t2wave@cirusarvennicus@Prince of Seraphs

Very wary now, Fleo instinctively moved back as Elizabeth wordlessly climbed over the row of seats to stand directly in front of her. Before the dusty woman could make up her mind on what to do, the interloper had already touched her arm. On impulse Fleo slapped the hand away lightly, but it seemed content to float in front of her stomach. Eyes widening, Fleo thought, Is this girl some kind of mind-reader!? Can’t be. OhmyGod. I can’t risk it. If she is, I can’t think about my dust limbs. Oh, crap! I thought about them. They’re made of dust. Crap! Thoroughly confusing herself, Fleo stood stock-still, and required a little bit of prodding to be made lucid enough to accept Elizabeth’s note. Terror flooded through her when she read it, and without wasting a second she crumpled it up and dropped it, then stepped back. Giving a hmph, she clasped her hands and looked away, pretending to concentrate on the event.

Cormorant Sanders – Frenzy Plant Stands

Seated about the rest of his soldiers, General Sanders watched with an eagle’s eye. He could not say that he liked the event chosen for this game, but he disliked the flippant alliance between the Phoenix Wing wizards even more. Unforgiveable. If the rules said that it was a free-for-all, my soldiers would not cheat by bandying up on the opposition, or waiting idly by for a hyena’s victory. Those I’ve trained would fight one another first; such a confrontation would be the most exciting and mean the most to them. He kept his eyes on Thor, trusting the lightning mage to do him proud. He did not anticipate that the flames of the Rider’s Blade representative would ignite the cloak of Thor and force her to reveal her face to the world for the first time since she made Frenzy Plant her home.

”Hm.” Sanders raised an eyebrow ever-so-slightly. A pity that the lieutenant could not have shared her secret with her comrades when she had the chance. He watched as she summoned a storm, turning the sky dark and filling the air with a riotous charge. Before the eager eyes of her guildmates, the Thunderbird split the heavens and dropped a column of lightning on Karn’s position. No matter how quick the shapeshifter’s reflexes or potent his magic, it seemed, he could not escape such a blast.

Yet escape it he did. Sanders furrowed his brows. Could nothing bad befall the members of Phoenix Wing? It seemed highly improbably that such a magnificent show of magical power could leave no scratch whatsoever on Karn, especially considering that lightning moved faster than the eye could see. No matter. Crossing his arms, Sanders leaned back. He knew that Thor would not stop fighting. If her guildmates knew anything about her, they knew her manic drive to win—enough to beat the fearsome Dullahan and gain the A rank on her first day in the guild.

Nero the Genie –

@liferusher@crimson raven@t2wave@cirusarvennicus@Prince of Seraphs

Nero’s unhappiness left him when Ayame appeared. He stopped and allowed her to catch up. ”Hey, kiddo! Sorry if I sounded mean back there. I can’t stand tough guys. Dime-a-dozen louts, predictable as the day is long. Not one knows a thing about real magic.” His gaze shifted to the bulging, wobbling figure of Eve, who approached the two with a look of concern on her face.

Crossing her arms beneath her chest and resting them on her belly, the necromancer asked, ”What was that? Looked like you and that other guy had an argument.”

Nero shook his head. He wondered when it had gotten so dark outside. ”Nah. He was havin’ an argument. I was havin’ a grand time.” He grinned before a flash from the center of the arena stole his attention. It appeared as though a lightning bolt had been dropped. Unfortunately, the only thing he could make out in the following moments was Karn. The sight reminded him of somewhat he wanted to meet. ”Oh, hey! I know we just arrived, but whaddya say we look for some different seats near Phoenix Wing? There’s a customer I wanted to check in with.”

The girls agreed and the trio took off at a leisurely pace. They navigated the arena with Nero in the lead, skirting through the big aisle until the Phoenix Wing stands were nearby. He spotted his target instantly: her hair and style of dress made it difficult to ignore her. After bidding his companions relax and do their own thing for a few moments, Nero sauntered up some steps until he stood only a few feet away from Trinity and her friends. ”Heyo! Remember me?”

Grateful for the distraction, Fleo threw him a smile. ”Hiya! It’s been a couple months, but I remember. You’re that genie, right?”

Nero nodded, delighted to be recognized. ”Yes ma’am! Always nice to meet a fan. It’s fan-tastic! Nyeheh.” He glanced at Ariel and Elizabeth, but recognized neither. Without missing a beat he continued. ”Anyway, Trinity: I was just looking at Karn and I thought to myself, ‘he doesn’t look sick, but if he is, I oughta check in with Trin to see if I could cash in that rain check’. So how about it? Is he ready to meet the miracle worker, or d’you have something else in mind I can grant ya?” As usual, he beamed at every lady present.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

This'll go on forever if everyone just magically dodges everyone's attacks. You all should decide pretty soon who's going to win this event.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Update made to the list of Slough's life. Can't stop, won't stop.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Eventually Slough is going to visit said swamp to give it cool stuff, if it's accessible to deer.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Fleo Plector – Phoenix Wing Stands

@t2wave@cirusarvennicus@Prince of Seraphs

The somewhat odd request from Trinity toward the mean girl earned her a raised eyebrow from Fleo. What did she care about guild marks? Sure, she didn’t like Elizabeth either, but did the minstrel actually mean to report something as ultimately inconsequential as a shove? Fleo thought about her own guild mark, hidden from sight on her belly. Ruefully, and not for the first time, she regretted not placing it somewhere more visible to show her enthusiasm for Phoenix Wing. Still, where else could it go? The idea of hiding, she thought with a trace of bitterness, fit her too well.

Feeling bad about a barely-hurtful comment proved difficult while the pouty-faced offender persisted in spreading ice through the hair of the woman she’d shoved only moments prior. This is getting weird. She watched, suddenly wary, as Elizabeth pulled up her skin to show a burn. Instinctively, Fleo looked at her own arms, fully bandaged so that not a single stretch of skin could be seen. She wanted to laugh. ”Tragic,” she managed, not sure to whom exactly she referred.

Demetri Argentum – Frenzy Plant Stands

@oblivion666@raijinslayer@hatakekuro@liferusher@Joshua Tamashii

While he would not admit it to anyone, Demetri had been rather glad that a substitution had been made on his guild’s part for the first round of day four’s Games. Following a night of rest and slow recovery, he had been permitted to attend the excitement at the arena, but it would be some time yet before he recovered to full. Ultimately, he respected the man called Deyja. Demetri harbored no illusions about the Iron Enigma sorcerer’s sometimes-shy, sometimes-cruel nature, but in the end the kid managed to do a number on him. Any lingering resentment at the pain went not to Deyja, upon whom the brawler’s revenge had been immediate and no less than what he deserved, but to himself for charging heedlessly in against a dangerous mage backed against the wall. If a shadow lance to the guts would help him hone his reflexes and survival instincts, all the better—if not for his own magic and the skill of the healers, such an injury would have killed him. It would have certainly been the end of a normal person; Demetri knew to be thankful. Thusly, wearing a sleek burgundy doublet, symbolic to some of his restraint after being wounded, he observed the match without anger.

Thor struck him as a bit of a wild card despite her reluctant nature. Seldom acting and even more seldom speaking, the lightning wizard constituted a non-presence in Frenzy Plant social life, but her fighting skill and clear loyalty for the guild made her more than a few steadfast allies among its ranks. The caveat to this minigame that prevented flying seemed particularly harsh –why punish someone for mastering such a difficult magic? They would only make themselves better targets anyway- but Thor performed to expectations. Iron Enigma, Tough Love, and Pirate Lord were out, leaving Dragon Fang, Riders Blade, Frenzy Plant, and the two Phoenix Wings. Everyone but the latter appeared to be locked in ferocious battle except for the last two. It irritated Demetri to no end to see the Phoenix Wing wizards, arrogant and self-righteous stuck-ups that they were, standing on the sidelines all buddy-buddy waiting for the others to duke it out. Such tactics were not honorable in a free for all. Pushing himself to his feet, Demetri bellowed to everyone in the ring, ”Idiots! Don’t you see both the Wingers are still in, and just standing there!? They’ve barely been touched! They’re waitin’ for easy pickings! Follow their lead and gang up on them, or they’re gonna stretch their lead out!” The soldiers around him echoed his sentiments collectively, making sure that the request could be heard by the fighters.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

@Legion02, when I think of an Apex Predator made by the God of Death, I imagine some stealthy animal who tails you for weeks before it bites your neck off.

@Frettzo

Oh, like these cheery guys

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Guys, question. Would you say that the portfolio 'Hunt' is part of the Domain 'Death'? I was thinking of breaking some personal rules and letting Reathos create a certain Apex Predator specie and stuff (Using 3 might for it) and add the actual portfolio in the next turn. If that's okay with everyone of course.

@Legion02

Perhaps 'Slaughter' or 'Massacre' would be more up your alley.

Mark of the Demons - A World Turned to Hell

Mezdon received a perplexed and even wary stare from the two Stormbringers as he seated himself alongside them. Never really designed to accommodate people, the cover seemed a little crowded. This did not discourage him as he poured himself a drink before continuing. His words clattered off Alistair’s armor, not unlike the rain, and they evoked a sneer from Emmitt. “Huh, a philosopher,” he snorted. For certain, Mezdon replied to an unasked question, and his answer bore little relevance. If the spiky-haired stranger had been eavesdropping on them and saw nothing wrong with interrupting a quiet moment, why would he try and change the topic? A severe case of the lonelies seemed probable. “We know ourselves plenty. We fight for what we care about. Don’t ya think demons do the same? If humanity loses, it ain’t because they don’t know themselves. It’d be because they’re weak, or don’t care enough.” He crossed his arms. Outside of the crude shelter, the rain picked up slightly.

Taking his cue, Alistair said, “S’right. We know who we are and why we fight. Doesn’t have to be a profound truth. They hurt us, we hurt them. Just like you said.” He reached up to adjust his helmet, wincing audibly as he did so. Gingerly, he rested his head in his hands and looked out at the rain. Some time passed before Emmitt reached out and punched Alistair lightly on the shoulder. “Ey. I was thinkin’. It’s been a couple of weeks, right? Ya said you’d have to leave again. I oughta go with ya this time. Get a breath of fresh air away from the louts. Stormbringers’ll be in this town for a day or two, livin’ like lords off the spoils of that demon hunt, then we move on like always.”

With a shrug, Alistair replied, ignoring Mezdon’s presence, “I guess. Nobody’s ever come with me before. It’s a dangerous and bleak trip. I might as well tell you now: it’s Veiron I visit. Or what’s left of it anyways. There’s something there I need to see.”

If anything, Emmitt appeared unfazed, however much common sense dictated he should be terrified. “We all die sometime. Why d’you think I’m part of this suicide squad anyhow? Haven’t seen my family in years, don’t have a home, don’t have any money or anyone but what’s in the Stormbringers. Veiron sounds like an adventure.” He grinned darkly. “I been there once, while ago, before it all went to hell. Might be nice to see it again.”

Alistair shook his head. “It really, really won’t.”

Emmitt received this with a shrug. “Whatever. When we leavin’?”

Alistair’s gaze returned to the rainfall. By now, the dirt roads of the town were a muddy marsh, fit for neither foot nor wagon. “Soon as the ground doesn’t suck.” He seemed weary and resigned. His comment ended the discussion, and Emmitt laid his head back on a potato sack.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Oooh, oooooh. Important question, @Lugubrious. Did the white giant in your post get properly killed, i.e. did the siphon in its core get ruptured? If so, there may be a magical explosion with random effects.

@Muttonhawk

It was not. The Ashling was going after Slough in an attempt to kill a huge source of natural life; the White Giant was just an obstacle, and once it couldn't fight anymore it prioritized Slough.