Raijinslayer

RWBY - Downfall

Holy ffuck, I've made a completely demented psychopath of a villain. Sometimes, I wonder about myself when guys like that come from my mind.

@DarkFey What'd you want to change it to, and why. It seems like a fine power to me, and it would suit her fighting style as well.

RWBY - Downfall

The Butcher took the punch, letting the girl fall into the crowd. He suddenly found himself not caring about her, no no, not when he had this little morsel in front of him. He rolled his neck, mostly unaffected by his attack. He felt like he was going to really enjoy cutting this little brat into teeny-tiny, bite sized pieces. Maybe he'd find the boy's family and make them watch him do it, maybe he'd have them eat him before he did the same as well. Decisions, decision's, they were all so tempting, but he guessed he could handle that part later. First thing first, time to teach the little shit what happens when you mess with The Butcher and his Boys.

With a gesture of his hand, his boy's took their positions, guarding the exit and making sure that no one would be getting in. . . or out for that manner, as the club's patrons seemed eager to do. They went as far away from the two combatants as the Boy's would let them, the girl being stealthily taken away by the boy's while Graham wasn't paying attention and loaded into the truck. The Butcher did a few test swings with his blade, a warm up if you will, the silence growing ever more tense as he did so, until he finally spoke.

"Kid, you're in way over your head. I've taken on Hunters and Huntresses ten times as tough as you are, and broke them like toothpicks. There was this one lad to, a bright lad just like you, he was a tough fight. . . and he made for a tough meal as well." The Butcher licked his lips as he got into position, the blade in front of him in both hands, he looked like a bull about to mow down a young calf. And then everything behind him exploded in a flash of darkness, sending him hurtling towards Graham at high speed. Instead of using his blade, however, he simply switched hands in midair, as he spun around like he was going to use it, then launched a powerful jab right a the boy's gut, aiming to send him hurtling into the crowd of terrified patron's. Everyone who had been around The Butcher had been scattered by the blast, literally, as pieces could be seen falling down and blood was splatter everywhere. This caused panic, as people tried to bush past the Boys to get away, only to be ruthlessly gunned down for their efforts. Graham would be caught in the middle of this mad scramble, squeezed like a sardine by the press of bodies against him.

Just as the Butcher had planned, the boy was a fool to challenge him in such an enclosed and heavily populated space, and he was now going to face the consequence's of his actions. The ground underneath him exploded again, sending him up into the air, as he spun around with the Cleaver in hand and made a small ball of darkness appear behind him, which flashed red once before it exploded, launching him at where the boy was, caught like a rat in a trap. He was about to cleave him, and everyone who was in the way, into pieces, when black chains came from all around, wrapping around him and holding him in place above the patrons. The Butcher didn't look worried, however, in fact he looked downright pleased. The glow of his visor seemed to intensify, as if their was some beast inside that it was trying to contain, as The Butcher's smile grew wide and hungering, a long, blackened tongue creeping of his mouth to slide along his lips.

"Ohhhhh, so he's one of yours, is he? Your children seem to have a nasty habit of ending up as my lunch, don't they Magdeline." He poke her name with a sickening fondness, his smile becoming increasing monstrous as the black from his arms seemed to crawl up his neck, "I told Torchwick that he should've let me have my fun with you back at the Breach, but he said that you wouldn't be a threat, just a dried out old crone who'd know her place. Glad that you didn't, because that means I get to see that beautiful look of despair and loss again and again as I turn another of your brood into nothing but empty sacks of rotten meat." He began to laugh, a booming baritone of depraved, manic amusement, as his form became enshrouded with a glowing darkness before he seemed to explode, hidden from sight by the darkness.

When it dispersed, only horror would be visible, as a large swathe of people had been cut down, Graham just barely being missed. It had been so close, that he had a small cut on his face. An inch more, and he'd be dead, that was how close it had been. "Don't think I missed boy," The Butcher said, on the other end of the bloody dance floor, covered in blood from the bodies, and proceeding to lick it from his blade. "I just want Maggy to know that if she doesn't come out soon, she'll be less one more son, that'd but her at -1, a first I'm sure." Again, The Butcher burst into a fit of manic laughter, the sound of it bouncing off the walls and echoing from all around, like the laugh of a demon, or even the Devil himself.

@GingerBoi123
@Dragonite777

Fate/Eclipse

Done, will but in Nidhogg and Lancer in a little bit later. Have to address some other things first.

Fate/Eclipse

Charles, Utakan University->Utakan City, Construction Site Ruins

Charles had left the university, sending a quick text to Mary and Jane to notify them of his doing so. He wasn't cleared to leave, and he didn't personally care either. The whole thing had just been so that he'd have an excuse to be in the city, so if he got fired it was no big deal. Besides, if he needed to stay at the University, he could just use his magic to help him get back in. He was chuckling to himself about this until he felt something that froze him in his tracks. Prana, a shit ton of it, being used nearby.

"Clairvoyance," he whispered, his eyes taking on a slight glow as he looked around, finally pinpointing the sources coming from a nearby construction site. He quickly made his way their, but chanted several Aria's over himself to activate several Mental Interference spells on him. "Insomnium,Celo,Fallo" Insomnium would hide his physical features, making him appear like a skeletal figure with burning red eyes and black fire wreathed around him. A good scare tactic, but nothing more, and easily bypassed by skilled Magus. The next one, Celo, was a lot less flashy, and thus more effective. It made those who looked at him, if they got through Insomnium, look like a different person. He entertained the idea of being Jacob Miliford, but he wasn't that cruel of a man. Instead, he made himself look like an everyday salaryman that he's seen a thousand of here in Japan, with neatly combed black hair, homely features, and short stature. This would have the double effect of throwing off his opponet's aim and messing with their since of dimensions, as they'd believe his reach was short than it really was. The final spell, Fallo, made his opponent's eyes hold on to his image a half a second longer than normal. A small amount if time, but it could be the difference between a blade in his lungs, and a blade in his shoulder, the latter of which he'd very much prefer over a killing blow. It also made it tricky for his opponents to block his attacks, if only slightly.

By the time he was finished, he had arrived at the seen, his sword and buckler already out as he saw a shadowed figure in armor toss three knives at a girl. "Leveum Ventus" He whispered, his voice being made deeper and more menacing due to his use of Insomnium, and a the wind around him picked up violently, a savage gust rushing forward to collide with the blade, knocking them aside just enough so that they would miss their intended targets, though they could still hit or cut the girl if she didn't move out of the way fast enough. Turning towards the aggressor, he thrust forward with his sword, gathering his prana more effectively for his next attack. "Ehwaz: Ignis Caesio" He called out, invoking first the runes on the blade, then the spell to send forth a fast moving blade of intense flames. He'd slash the blade twice more to send two more such blades at the figure, then raise his shield and wait for the figure to react. Once he had deflected or avoided the attack, Charles would over charge the buckler to send forth a violent gale of wind hurtling at him, the strength behind this attack being much stronger than the Caesio spell, and setting it alight with his blade. This would turn it into a high-powered fireball, which would explode upon impact with the man.

Saber, He thought as he rained down his onslaught of flames upon the shadow,Come to my position as soon as you can, I've encountered what I believe to be another master, and some servants are duking it out nearby. He didn't offer any more information besides where he was if Saber asked, not wanting to take his eyes off his opponent. He could tell with a glance that the girl was a fairly undertrained Magus and a poor fighter, and in that same glance, could tell that his opponent was the exact opposite. The though made him smile as he felt that sense of glorious adrenaline pump through his veins, his senses focusing entirely on the battle he was in. This was Charles at his most human, at his most excited, his most focused. This is what he truly lived for, everything about this was something that made him feel truly alive. Come now, mysterious shadow man, show me what you have to offer

@hatakekuro
@TwilightDragon
@Sublimation
@Constantine
@Flamelord

Nidhogg, Utakan City, Construction Site ruins

Lancer scowled as he grabbed as soon as he grabbed the weapon, but he fought through the pan, eyes glowing, as he flash froze all of the tendrils around him. As Nidhogg cam cloose, he brought up his Naginata to deflect the blow, though it still caused him a great deal of damage and sent him flying backwards. Skidding to a stop, and with a pain in his left hand, Lancer glared at the filthy beast who had dared to lay a hand on him. He was just about to charge at him when he heard Akane calling his name. Sensing danger for his Master, Lancer slashed out with his weapon, sending a wave at Ice at Nidhogg, before rushing over to his Master's side, blocking all of the daggers that came her way.

He eyed the mysterious figures that were battling in front of him, but turned his eyes to look at his master.

"I think it is time for a tactical retreat, Zhou, while your mysterious benefactor handles the man and my attack holds back the beast." Lancer winced as he repositioned his weapon in his hands, the roots in his left hand making it hard to move his hand even the slightest bit, as if his boy was fighting against every order he gave it.

@TwilightDragon

Nidhogg smiled as the monkey ran off, bring forth a wall of thick tendrils to protect him from the ice attack. He entertained the thought of chasing the Servant but he found that it would be more interesting to fight him later. Besides, Nidhogg had been getting a bit bored of dealing with the man, so he simple walked back into shadow, watching the ongoing proceedings from a hidden area wrapped in his tendrils. Eager to see what would happen next.

Fate/Eclipse

@Raijinslayer Will Saber be needed.

@hatakekuro

Saber will be notified, yes. Charles is pissed at him, but not calling Saber would make him suicidal, which he's most definitely not.

Fate/Eclipse

Working on my Charles Post, expect it up soon

Fate/Eclipse

@TwilightDragon Can I move Lancer or do you want to or should I leave him and Nidhogg in limbo.

Fate/Eclipse

I was going to have Charles come in and face off against the priest, was about to ask if I have permission to move Lancer or something.

RWBY - Downfall

@Sagittarius You can have Indigo jump in this two.

@datadogieSorry about the delay in the collab, you just through a real curve ball at me and I'm trying to figure out Silme's response, hopefully I can get it out tonight.

RWBY - Downfall

@Raijinslayer

By himself?

@GingerBoi123

Nope, Butcher's got hostages all over the place and men to keep them in. So he'll have to work to protect himself and the people around him.