Raijinslayer

Orean Cause (A magical school?) [Reboot]

Revan

Revan glanced at the girl, rolling his eyes at her inability to hold liquor. "Kids of today have no guts, they're all just a bunch of fucking pansies and poseurs. Give me that punch, I'm ending this right here." Revan grabbed the punch bowl out of Graiai's hands and finished the entire thing in 2 gulps. He placed it down, grabbed the girl by the head to turn her back towards the direction she came and pushed her in that direction. "Try your best to stay on your feet there girly."

Revan then turned to Hana, who was bitching in Japanese, and decided he'd had enough of this kid's mouth. Faster than anyone could see, Revan delivered a strike to the back of the boy's neck, which would leave him either unconscious or temporarily paralyzed from the neck down. Either eay, ot would probably shut him up.

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Grimm

Grim nodded as Graiai left, half paying attention as he drew the sketch, but he just felt like he was missing something. He had nearly finished the sketch of her, where she looked at completely at peace amongst the clouds, her third eye shining with divine brilliance, but he had left the space underneath her blank for a reason he had yet to know. Call it an Artist's intuition, but he felt like the girl still had more to show, so he'd put his drawing on hold for now and simply observe, though he wouldn't stare at her like he normally would, that would be rude.

Xavier

Xavier let out a sigh of relief when Katya didn't immediately hate him for his comment. "Sorry, it's the Vodka in the punch, I get a little bit bolder than usual when I drink, and tend to think a little less as well." He chuckled a little, glad that she was joking about it. That meant she wasn't mad, right? One thing she said did strike him as odd though. "And what do you mean by . . . speaking. . . Russian." Xavier took a second to actually listen to what he was saying, and what do you know, it was Russian as could be.

"Um, Katya, I going to be completely honest with you right now. . . I have no idea how I'm speaking Russian right now, and I'm freaking out a bit because of it." Xavier admitted, taking another sip of the punch to try and calm his nerves, which didn't work. "I've tried to learning before, but I coudn't pronounce it for shit, and now I'm speaking like I've lived their my whole life."

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The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

I personally want to let Ian fuck around for a bit longer, but that's just my heavily biased opinion.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Is it Alien time then?

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

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1) What weather is it? Is it cold, hot? Will there be autumn leaves or the scent of spring?
Nuclear Holocaust *A post mentions leaves are green, and I would assume it's the start of the school year, so go with spring*

2) What date is it?
6241 B.K.J. *Before Koala Jesus, but probably current year?*

3) What is the name of the school?
Oakenheim High *that was actually a serious answer*

And Raijin was correct, this is in Maine, so I imagine somewhat chilly? Maine's about as North as you can get and still be USA. I believe there was mention of green leaves, so I would assume it's chilly, not cold. I wouldn't know, I live in California, we don't have seasons, we have Sun, More Sun, and F*CKING SUN!

Though...this does beg the question, how will all of you not freeze to death in a lake?

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I live in the Bay Area and I agree with that, and I don't know, plot magic?

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Savato, can you have Patel react, it something to getting shot by the cannons, that was kinda what I was waiting for, Along with a few other people

Oakenheim (Modern Supernatural RP)

Excellent!

Might I ask some additional queries about the setting too? It'll better help my posts.

1) What weather is it? Is it cold, hot? Will there be autumn leaves or the scent of spring?

2) What date is it?

3) What is the name of the school?

These are important detials so I felt I should not make them up to my discretion. Much obliged.

@71342

I can't remember the last two, but the setting is somewhere Maine, i believe

Neither With, Nor Without You [Tokyo Ghoul RP - London]

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Neither With, Nor Without You [Tokyo Ghoul RP - London]

Name: District 7
Location: Somewhere in Northern London
Classification: District 7
Significance: Sebastian and Akira's birthplace
Inhabitants: Akira, and sometimes Sebastian, though he never stays anywhere for long
History: Might come up with some later
Other:The Ghoul population here is relatively low, and those that do live here are usually rather peaceful and feed only when it's needed. Sebastian was the only native resident who went on a killing spree, sometimes not even eating those he killed but putting them up on display, stiching a Blue Oni mask to the victims heads as his signature

RWBY - Downfall

@DarkFeyGravity Manipulation, never a bad power to have.

RWBY - Downfall

The Butcher turned to face the newcomer, turning to look as Magdeline killed one of his boys rather brutally, his monstrous smile never shrinking as he pondered his options. The boy obviously hadn't gotten his message, but that didn't matter now, what matter was that he was outnumbered, 3-1. Which means, he was actually in a fair fight for once.

Raising up his cleaver, it shifted into a cannon-like object which retracted over his forearm before squeezing down to form a snug fit. He then pointed it up towards the ceiling, a darkness raising from the barrel before he shot out a ball of dark Aura into the air, then quickly shifted the cannon from damage to precision, and fired several smaller spheres at each of his opponents, before the large ball exploded with great force, cracking the floor and cloaking everything in darkness temporarily. He switched his weapon back into cleaver form, then blasted himself at the Faunus girl, aiming at her with a swinging over head chop, being much faster with his weapon than any person had a right to be. he'd continue to slash at her in a fast moving barrage, changing it up suddenly in the middle by clicking a button that caused the cleaver to become a scythe, and thus making his attacks much more intense and harder to avoid as he upped the speed, before adding a 5 blast spheres into the misc, blowing them up in her face while they were engaged, then switching targets as the darkness dispersed, this time heading for Graham.

He switched back to his cleaver, but he swung it like a baseball bat at him, intending to smack the kid around a little. Whether it succeeded or not, he's the n launched a bunch, his arm completely blackened with his aura, and he'd unleash a devastating punch right at him, and into the few survivors behind him. If he dodged, they'd take the full brunt of the attack, but if he took the attack, it would do a heck of a lot more than just tickle. The Butcher would then use the force from that attack to launch him into a spinning attack at Magdeline, the darkness finally gone from the room at this point. He'd attempt to slice her in half, the attack being so strong that it would cut deeply into the dance floor, and he actually struggled a tiny bit to pull it out.

'Grundai. . . been awhile since I've been called that. Yeah, I was on team Grendel I believe, the leader and we were sent to the Ivory Grove to face some new kind of Grimm, one that was said to be. . .intelligent. we were the top of our class, and some of the best out there, so us being chosen was a given. Yet it only ended in failure, and when I came back into the world of Man from that hellhole, I was changed, stronger, faster, better than man or faunus!" Grundai held a hand to his head, the visor was growing really intensely now, and was beginning to pulse in time with his breath. And thhat smile of his was growing inhuman wide now, and the teeth were starting to become very, very sharp. A low, rumbling growl could be heard emanating from deep with in his throat, not in anger, but in pure, unadulterated excitement. The blood on the floor, the fear in the air, the hatred on the faces of those he faced, it did nothing to discourage or weaken him, on the contrary, it made him feel all the more alive. He could feel it, deep inside him, something truly craving this negative energy, the taste of it on his tongue better than fine wine. He wanted, he needed it, he must have.

He would have it. . . but that day was not today. The beast was at the gates, and this wasn't the time to release it from it's cage.

"I made a deal with the devil, Maggy, and it's made me a god amongst men. You were all doomed from the start, and while I'd really like to finish this came, I think it's time I took my leave." Grundai once again became cloaked in darkness, but it was a much deeper than before, and from it radiated such a sense of hatred, of fear, of pure unadulterated, that it would drive them back, the feeling like worms crawling in their skin. And in one bestial roar, The Butcher released all of the energy he held, the blast effecting the entire club. By the time it cleared, The Butcher and his remaining boys were gone, so was the girl and their truck. The Butcher had escaped. . . or maybe he had let them escape, either way, the end result remained the same. Their were many injured and more dead with in the club, which would probably never become operable ever again.

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