Partisan

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

Sven, not quite sure how you'd fit into our squad considering you're behind enemy lines.. we're supposed to RP a squad, not a bunch of lone wolves. You get that right?

Tabula Rasa MkI, the Quintessential Geopolitical Experiment

I see. Did the europeans not have better weapons armor and tools etc than Asians?

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

I'm sure that you can.

Naruto: Bastion Of The Granite Guard

I dig how you consider ''inadequate chakra control' a strength, but yes. You are accepted.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

I hope I didn't do something I wasn't supposed to do in that post. :/

Tabula Rasa MkI, the Quintessential Geopolitical Experiment

Captios said
Noting that the application review process has begun. Also noting that your concerns regarding the 'correct' model for a time-apt civilizations are shared by myself, and are in fact one of the primary portions of the review process. I will for now withdraw any further comment regarding a more rigid model for fear of limiting diversity, even at the cost of some short-term confusion or imbalance between polities (which, as some of you may know, is something I am an avid proponent of).Please wait warmly~

I think it is wholely possible that a culture is in 1 specific kingdom.

Look at the Kurds. They have their own culture, and if they were given their own country, it'd be Kurdistan -- which is pretty much the living area for people of that culture.

The Knights of Songbird: A Bioshock Roleplay

Valentin Schwarzwald

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Valentin was just moving to finish off this guard that he had by now smacked into the wall when he noticed, from the corner of his eyes, that Kennedy was going to suicide-jump through the portal into the unknown. He responded quickly, rearing his body around and extending his arm to grab her arm so he could stop her from doing something so stupid, but he just missed her arm and instead grabbed a pole next to the portal, a support for the building upstairs. By now, the shots fired and heavy fighting had alarmed quite a few civilians that were enjoying a drink upstairs and shouts and screams could be heard while the old bartender tried to calm things down, saying someone was watching a movie in the backroom. “Damnit!” Val yelled, obviously concerned with Kennedy's well-being, but at the same time worried that jumping through the portal meant certain dead.

Peering through the portal however he could see she had held her own rather efficiently. Before he could, someone rushed through the portal as well, someone that Val hadn't seen before. At the same time, it seeemed Mason was talking to someone that Val hadn't seen either, barely being able to make out a silhouette in the dark shadows in the corner of the basement. Had he been there the entire time? “Mason! Let's go!” he yelled while he made room for him to get a run-on towards the portal. He finally felt he had enough room and started sprinting towards the portal, then leaped as he yelled a warcry. “FOR THE VOX!” he yelled as he leaped into the portal, touched concrete and rolled across the room due to the unexpected feeling of a solid floor underneath him. The portal messed hard with one's feeling of height. And that aside, the sudden change of altitude compared to Columbia made Valentins ears ring, pop and then he basically couldn't hear for a few seconds while he tried to adjust to being this low beneath Columbia.

Well, not like he knew that they were under water, Valentin had kinda just assumed that this was another part of Columbia. Maybe someone else could figure it out, but probably not, because after all they were in a concrete room with no actual windows showing the ocean. Val reared around to see Kennedy, except.. he didn't see her. He could only see her feet as a last sight of her as she went through the door, and chased the man that had supposedly opened the portal. “Damnit!” he yelled, once again, but continued this time, “Kennedy!” For a leader, she did not do much leading, and a lot of doing. But Valentin couldn't argue with that, as he was a big fan of leading from the front. He looked around only to see this ghost-like person whom had supposedly.. captured the mind of one of the Knights but left the mind as he went through the portal. That's the only logical explanation because nothing else seemed to make sense, this guy appeared outta nowhere after all. “Let's go man!” he ordered him, unintentionally, as it came out in a quite bossy manner. Not that that would matter now, the guy had probably already understood they'd need to help Kennedy.

But he also realized that Mason and the others were still in the other side of the portal.. where ever that was. Ah well, likely they'd jump soon and the sounds of running would lead them to the rest of the crew. Valentin didn't give it much thought and instead chased after Kennedy, hopefully with the ghost man. And surely enough, Kennedy came into sight soon enough as Valentin pushed himself to run faster and faster.

World in Revolution: 1920

I wouldn't know what to write honestly, but I guess that it might be better for preserving this RP's existence.

Natrelmon: Forge of Souls

Atami - almost spooky

Atami looked at the portal and instantly turned around. The entire situation had been strange and not trustworthy what so ever, and now they were expected to jump into some dark unknown just because a talking Natrelmon told them to. This was crazy. He faced the Reishund that had guarded and shown them the way, and swung his arm back into the air, before sending it crashing down into it's skull, likely breaking the bone with sheer force -- sending bone splinters from it's skull into it's brain. It's unsure if that would even do anything -- they were undead so maybe they could keep walking after that. Nevertheless, the Reishund collapsed and the strange aura that had surrounded it at first.

Atami was just happy all the others had walked through the portal, so that none could see him deal with this 'threat' as Atami had come to see that there was something off. Likely, going through that portal would only lead to more troubles. He reared around once more, looking at the left over Natrelmon and attempting to pin-point what they'd do. It was unsuccesful, as Atami isn't so smart that he can effectively estimate what the reactions would be. But you could've bet on Atami being ready to give them the same response, his Mythari sharing the feeling and jumping off of Atami's shoulder and flying in a circle over the Natrelmon before flying back and landing nead Atami, it's tail swinging around vigorously. “I don't know about you, Aera, but I think it's time we get the hell out of this breeding place for the undead. That portal is a death trap and you know it.”

Slowly Atami would back off towards a door, and then open it and head through -- unsure of the other talking Natrelmon's response to him murdering their undead companion. After that he'd turn around and start running to the exit, his Mythari trailing behind him in the air, it's wings spread wide and it's eyes set to kill. They made a left, right, right, another left and then headed straight -- they'd simply follow the signs that lead to the exit. They found themselves at the front of the building, where they had also entered. Quickly he threw the 'barricades' to the side only to find that some genius had also pushed a very heavy object in front. But luckily Atami could just reach over and open the door, then slide past the remaining barricades. He was just in time to find some old lady kicking major, heavy ass. Atami was impressed, but found her weapon choice to be somewhat awkward, where you can simply use a sword to cut a natrelmon in half, she opted for the chalk from time to time, which seemed like a waste of time to Atami when cutting them was faster and more efficient.

He broke into the situation and hailed the two cops again, who were now also joined by some girl and the old lady it seemed. “Yoo, we found some undead, talking natrelmon which were friendly to us. They lead all of us to a portal, and everyone just jumped through.” He looked around the group to measure what they thought of this, before continueing. “After that I just smashed one of the Natrelmon's brains and went back here.”

The March to Novgorod -- Death to Fascists! -- WW2 Eastern Front RP

I am enjoying the somewhat diverse crew so far -- it's a good start I think.