Polaris North

The Old Gods' Patronage (AKA Greek gods pick their followers with varying degrees of effort)

@Atroposer

Oh yeah, that works! I'm thinking that he still believes in Demeter as he is a farmer.

@TheUnknowable

Well, let's see. I'll go around hunting for rituals first.

The Old Gods' Patronage (AKA Greek gods pick their followers with varying degrees of effort)

Oh shoot, now that I think about the character I was intending to make, he fits more to Demeter than anyone else...

The Old Gods' Patronage (AKA Greek gods pick their followers with varying degrees of effort)

@Atroposer

Ah, okay, cool. I'll play as a witch then.

The Old Gods' Patronage (AKA Greek gods pick their followers with varying degrees of effort)

@Atroposer

I'd be willing to make a witch. Probably male. Though once they have invoked the power of the a god, what would happen to them? Would they gain powers of the gods or just... get to see them?

The Old Gods' Patronage (AKA Greek gods pick their followers with varying degrees of effort)

Sure, I'll give this one my interest.

Epic City: Starburst

@RoflsMazoy

Ohhh, I see, I see.

Just wanted to know.

Epic City: Starburst

@Lord Orgasmo

Did she plunge into the swarm to help Vice or is she at the back of the line of police officers?

Meaningless Code: The Server After the End

Nazir looked at Boreas and then saluted, "Roger that!" He then spun his pistols around, eyes now travelling around them. The only thing that he was hearing now was the countdown until the Viruses came upon them. They wouldn't see it, but there was a sort of grin on his face. Just because he started this out because he wanted to help people didn't exactly mean that he wasn't enjoying the battles.

Then the Spacefillers came in from all around them. He aimed his pistols at different viruses and began to gun them down. Then he heard VAC telling them that they were practically invisible now. Oh? He could do that. Well that was certainly useful. But since they could still hear, he guessed that was pretty bad since guns tend to make some noise. However, he could use that just in case he had to cool off his pistols. His eyes flickered to where VAC had repositioned himself and then towards Boreas. He clicked his tongue and then aimed at one that had gone past before shooting it down.

He sidestepped as a Virus came upon his previous position but then looked around as if it couldn't see. Nazir grinned before shooting it until it just became bits of harmless code and then he switched back to shooting at the others but still kept his eyes and ears open for anyone who needed help from his teammates. At least Hueco was right behind Boreas. He was the person they really needed to protect right now.

@Yomojo @Patches @hefewy @Ryougu

[Dead]Fairytalia Academy

@quietkid13

Ohhh, if we go by that layout, Johnson could've introduced himself to all of them and add a handshake to it.

Huh, ah well.

Superpowered

August 25, 2020 - Location: A bar at Kabukicho

Kazuhiro saw the kind of reaction Jin gave. Irritation. That meant he took offense to that. It also meant that they did probably have a plan. That was good. He could get behind this sort of group. Though he also mentioned that they only have a small group. Was it why they were recruiting? Why they were doing all this? It would make sense. But is it really a good idea? To join a seemingly "evil" organization? Would it really benefit him in any way? Questions raced through his mind as he looked at Jin.

His hand grabbed the autoinjector. He looked at it once more, debating heavily in his mind if this was a trick or not. Figuring that he had nothing to lose at this point, he injected himself with the fluid. And then. Nothing. Then he became short of breath - as if he had just ran a marathon. He shook his head and then looked back at Jin. What the hell? He certainly wasn't feeling any special.

Then he noticed Jin slowly backing away with his drink. Then came his warning. He turned around, eyes widened as fire spread out with a man kneeling within it. Then another one was losing control - his body contorting itself to some kind of ogre. Between that and the raging fire behind them, they were in quite a pickle. Was this what really went on for those who get their quirks? Did they not get even a hint of how to control it?

He looked at the man who flipped the table as some form of barricade. "Hey genius, you're not going to defeat that thing with a butterfly knife." He then looked back at the exit to see that that the fire was spreading that way. He clicked his tongue before looking at the others. "Anyone else wants to show off their quirk and be useful?" He then looked at the girl who had broken the window. Ah. Perfect! Kazuhiro pulled up one of the guys who was simply huddling in the corner with his hands covering his head and pushed him towards the window.

He vaulted over the broken window and then stumbled outside, welcoming the fresh air. "Thanks, Miss. I owe you one." He told the blue haired girl. He then looked towards the burning bar and then commented, "Whoever that guy was knew that this was going to happen one way or another. I wonder what he was up to." He was just thinking to himself but anyone around his general vicinity would be able to hear him.