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Can we add skills and stuff if we message them to u our reasoning? I see that u've already put alot of effort into this but it feels like u're trying to think of everything. XD. I feel bad because alot of it is not going to be used once we pick our specializations and u had to write all of that.

So do u think it would be a better idea if u come up with new systems only when we need it instead of establishing everything right now? Gotta slow down a bit and not burn urself out! XD.

I have no issues eitherway but hot damn, for a casual RP this is very detailed already!
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Is there still room for this? It seems like there is lots of interest but I wonder if one more will be too much.

@Moonbound sounds like this aint the game for you.


Really? Because I want to play a character that *starts* without a sacred weapon that takes the life of someone to even make? It only seemed natural that a character like that exists.

I don't mind not playing anyway now, your response was repulsive and short sighted.
Is this still accepting players? Also, is it possible to create a character without a sacred weapon? It sounds so ...labourious and costly to make, to inject some reality into this, I want to make a character who starts without a sacred weapon.

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Rowan scowled at her the moment she called him 'Kitty', "I'm a man, fatty, just like any of you!" This was what 718 often told him, that they were Human too and nothing less. How many times did he need to remind them? Maybe he will just forgo making anaesthesia when it comes to treating Vic's wounds next time.

"Yeah I'm rea-" He replied to Jenzy, still staring, fuming, at the pudgy woman. Only to realize she was gone when he reached out beside him, he turned around in panic only to see her silhouette dive into some far off bush after a loud gunshot.

"Rats!" He cursed.

She was too far for him to get over there without being seen AND she was alone, how did she ever become a Stalker being that reckless!? His thoughts raced as he glanced down at the mirror he left on the floor, spying the shadows scuttering about.

Shadows ...rodentia ....gloomy.

His large eyes lit up, immediately he started digging into his bag of his contraptions and soon pulled out a small sack with a fuse wrapped around it.

"This better work." He mumbled, threatening the fates themselves. With another rectangular device that produced flame, he lit the fuse and held it for a few seconds. He eyed the metal cropping that stood over the enemy ranks and took a few steps back, mustering all the distance he could before leaping forward and throwing the sack against the bent bars!

The paper sack burst into fire midair and slammed against the obstacle, releasing a shower of bright, almost blinding sparks that cascaded unto them. It would sting too, of course, making it difficult for any nocturnals to see --- but this was no explosive in the end and was put together from the remnants of bullet-making.

Still. Who said fire could not be a toy!?




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"You want to destroy the place we've come to secure in the first place!?" There it was once more, Rowan's disapproving frown. Well, as much as his particular face could frown anyway. He patted Jenzy's glued wound firmly then took out a small broken mirror he always carried with him, sticking it out sideways and tilting it till he could see the enemies clearly.

"...one ....two ...three~" He approximated the number of firearms they had. Then tucked himself back.

"You're a fire magic user, right?" His beryl eyes darted to Vic's pudgy form. That was what he called the unusual abilities some of them had, for lack of better words. "If you can heat up their weapons, they will go off on their own and not only provide a distraction - it will make them unusable or even take out some of them. Without destroying what we're here for!"

He tiptoed over Jenzy and propped the tiny reflective surface on the floor, angling it so that Vic could see the bandits without exposing herself while focusing her magic.

"Then in the bedlam, Lyn here can," His large ears twitched as one of them pointed at her. "-you know what to do."



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As Jenzy peered around the corner, the odd violet cat-like being beside stared up at her with furrowed brows and a hint of fustration.

"If you could just HOLD STILL for even a moment, Lyn. MAYBE it'll stop hurting!" He hushed so as not to give away their location, but having to catch up with the Vic's and the girl's darting around was clearly making his job that much harder.

Deftly, he pinched the wound on her hip close and picked out the jarting splinters with his claws. "Tsk tsk." Tossing them aside, he reached into his pack for a small spray bottle filled with a green, viscuos liquid that smelled of bitter almonds - with which he applied liberally unto the bloodstained flesh. An experimental mix of topical painkillers and strong glue made from mutated plants found near The Zone to hold the wound shut. ...If there ever was a time to test them, might as well be now.

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