Raijinslayer

We Are the Crystal Gems

Poasted, and it sucks because I had to rush it, or else it would've been much creepier. Might still re do it to make it better. Anyway, what happened is that Mars activated overdrive, and then put it all into a single energy burst making a huge explosion, but also doing quite a bit of damage to his body and his gem as a result.

We Are the Crystal Gems

Mars

Mars smile fell as the Gem seemed to retreat from his outstretched hand, her face overshadowed by her hair. Unsure of what to do, Mars scooted closer to the figure.

"Hey, are you o-"

Why did you kill me?

Mars jumped away from the girl. looking around for the source of the voice in his head, only to have his eyes drawn back to her. She looked different now, dressed in battle armor, cracked and broken, and was looking up at him with the gem in her right eye slowy cracking, a strange darkness leaking out the cracks in wispy tendrils. Mars couldn't move, couldn't even speak as she stood, walking over to him with a slow, limping gate, a haze covering her body as she moved. In that haze Mars saw her as she was in life, fall beneath a pair of gleaming golden daggers. Suddenly, the oppressive atmosphere of the Kindergarten was filled with the hushed whispers of a thousand souls, all saying the same five words.

Why did you kill me?

As the pale gem approached, the ground began to crack as more gems rose from their graves, their gems all leaking that same dark mist, all approaching the frozen figure of Mars, some crawling their way by their hands as they lacked a lower body. Before lonbg, Mars found himself being crushed in the savage press of bodies, unable to do anything as he fell under a crippling sense of guilt and fear. Another voice had join this whispere, a screaming voice that was tinged with despair and insanity, crying out in defiance.

Leave me alone, already!!!!!!!! I had no choice, it was my duty!!! None of you are real, so why can't you just leave me alone!!

Mars felt his non-existent heart begin to race as pain lanced through him. Looking at himself, he saw the undead gems begin to devour him, and that awoken in him a greater sense of fear to override his guilt. He3 struggle against their hold, but it was no use. Their were too many, and his strength seemed to have left him in his moment. As the pain rose to new heights, he felt a bunring in his chest, one which grew hotter and hotter as he struggle more and more until, with a deafening roar, he let it loose. The shockwave from the explosion of energy would be felt all the way back at the temple, shaking the ground with a slight, but noticeable rumble. The Kindergarten, however, would be completely wrecked. The high cliffs and machines would be completely torn down by the force of the explosion, leaving only a huge smoking crater in it's place. And in the center of that crater was a large single gem, a jagged crack lanced across it's surface.

@Akayaofthemoon

@Guardian Angel Haruki

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

@VitaVitaARGotcha, will fix it when I get the chance. Can you give me away to make the ability more acceptable, so as to make editing easier. Also, the affinity was only part of the problem, it the strength of it that was the main issue. The enhanced affinity was his magical trait.

Vault of Rising Thunder.

Fang of Cerbus

Name:
Drasinian, but also likes to go by the title of Jack the Ripper, due to his fascination with the mystery around him.
Age:
Looks to be 25, is actually closer to 403
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Drasinian is a cruel, calculating psychopath with a mile wide sadistic streak and centuries of experience in the art of the kill. Born to be the perfect warrior, he's got guts and bravery by the gallons, willing and able to take on any foe, but is smart enough to know when it's time to retreat so he live to fight another day. He also has a very hunter like mentality, tending to pick his targets out weeks, sometimes even months in advance before making the strike, familiarizing himself with the way they move, their routine, everything about them. When he does move in for the kill, don't bother asking for mercy, for he has none to give. If anything, you should beg for a quick death, as he has a habit of taking his time cutting his victims apart, piece by piece, enjoying every second of their misery like it's the finest of wines.

He has no care for others, nor any need or want to interact with people, though he does so as part of his act to keep people from suspecting his true nature. He has little interest in understanding why people have a strange array of emotions, but he does like to pretend he has such things, and has grown quite good in his acting over the years, so as to amuse himself by toying with his prey. One of his favored methods of killing prey is to feign falling in love with them, and waiting until they're at their most vulnerable before ending them in the most painful and sickening of ways.

Abilities:
Jack's physical capabilities are much superior to that of any human, with his most enhanced characteristics being speed, reaction time, reflexes, and spatial awareness, making it hard to get the drop on him in most cases and hard to hit in others. Along with this is a capacity to use magic, though it's limited as a trade off for his other abilities, with his natural affinity being that of Creation.

Another thing that makes him very dangerous, however, is that Jack has something to better separate him from most Homnuculi. He's in possession of a magical trait, said to be similar to that of the person whose soul was used to create him. This was possible due to a mistake in the ritual that caused the energy from the soul to react bizarrely with the body it was being placed in. Known to him as Dimension rift, and it allows him to create pocket dimension anywhere that follow him around at all times in a space just beyond our dimension, feeding directly into his affinity with Creation magic. This allows him to store and call upon a number of items at will, as the size of the pockets is near endless, and his ability to summon from objects from them is near infinite as well.

While Jack can also enter these dimensions, it takes both time and more energy to allow a living being with a consciousness into the pocket dimensions, meaning that it something for when he wants to hide from others for a while or when he has no place to stay. While inside of a pocket dimension, he can move around the world inside of it and is able to view our current dimension, but it cost a decent amount of energy to do so, making it so that he generally stays in the same spot, If someone uses tracking magic on him while he's inside the other dimension, it will fail, but if they stick one on him before, they'll be able to find his current location easily enough, but will be unable to do anything about it unless he exits the pocket dimension.

Skills:
He was born with a knowledge of all the weapons around during his time, and is able how to use new ones with remarkable ease, no matter how complex it might be. His hand to hand is very strong, made even more so by his centuries of experience. He's an excellent tracker and hunter, gaining great patience and skill as he hunted one of the most difficult forms of prey: humans. He also is able to speak a variety of languages and is a certified medical professional, having gotten bored of killing things and applying himself to getting a higher education, because why not. He graduated Top of his class, which was nice, but then his Teacher was found dissected in one of the lab rooms and he was never heard from again. Took place around 25-30 years ago, and has proven very useful to him, as he can now extend the life expectancy of his toys by quite a margin, not to mention all the wonderful tidbits he learned about the human body.
Equipment:
Along with a very, very large arsenal of weapons he's collected from his time on earth, kept in perfect condition by the environment of his pock dimensions, he also carries a special weapon tat he only brings out for those he fights that prove an actual challenge, a strange-looking sword that his master named the Fang of Cerburus.

Whether or not it is actually made from the fang of the mythical hound doesn't matter, for it's ability is very versatile, and, when used properly, deadly. It can store a number of spells into itself, all that can be cast at the cost of a single action, making it a dangerous weapon able to let out more powerful attacks at a faster pace than most other mages could hope to wield. There is, of course, a limit to how powerful a spell can be stored into to the weapon, nothing that would take a long and lengthy chant, such as high magic or very, very powerful attacks. Currently he has a variety of summoning spells inserted into the weapon's core matrix, as well as any kind of spell that revolves around creating some sort of object or effect, like blades, walls, etc.

Fangs of Cerberus Spell List

• Summon Raiju
  Summons a four-legged beast born of thunder and lightening. It bears a superior speed and power, as well as the ability to generate intense electrical energy, but it's downside is that it's a glass cannon, so a really strong hit can slay it relatively easy.
• Create Fire
  Allows the user to summon a gout or spread of flames. The size and heat of the flames depend on the amount of Mana put into the spell, and the spell has to be manually ended or it'll continue to drain the caster of mana until they have none left to give. The flames can be somewhat manipulated so that they can be used to cover an object.
• Increase Strength-Increases a being's strength by about twice of what it was before, Temporary
• Enhance Senses
  Enhances one's physical senses, to make them more aware of their surroundings and able to easier find hidden foes
• Enhance Resistance
  Can enhance the resistance has to a type of magic or damage by a decent amount, can't stack with other resistances of the same type

Brief Backstory;
Drasinian was created to be the perfect warrior, a defender and warrior in service for the Magus who created him. Drasinian started life like most homunculus, knowing their purpose in life and ready to serve it out. He did battle with many foes, beating them all with a mixture of skill and ferocity that few could match and none had beaten, But in these battles, he couldn't help but feel something was . . . missing. No matter how much he fought, no matter who he fought, he couldn't gain any joy from the reason of his existence. It was only when he first killed, the victim being a man who had decided to attack his master, that he felt something zip through him.

In that moment, something was set in motion that not even fate could stop.

In that moment, a monster had been born. Slowly at first, but with increasing frequency, he began to kill many people under the cover of night, able tog et away with it with ease as he and his monster were constantly on the move, the man being held by an intense feeling of wanderlust. However, the man was not dumb, and soon realized where the trail of spilled blood led. He confronted his creation, clad in his special armor with the blade that had been passed down through his family for generations. But alas, he fell in battle, no match for Drasinian even with the advantage of the armor and blade. And his death was not slow, the homunculus made sure of that. When his body was found some days later, it was hardly recognizable as human, so savagely had it been torn to shreds. Drasinain, sense then, has made his way across the world, killing many, many, many people, but never in a way that would draw undue suspicion. With his age came wisdom, and he became better and better at hiding his presence from the world.

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

@Letter BeeThanks, but I'm waiting on Vita's verdict before I celebrate.

Black Moon, White Night: A Visual Novel-inspired Urban Fantasy RP

@VitaVitaAR@VitaVitaARGotcha, I'll rework him again, hopefully he'll be better next time

His assassin get-up

My Messed up Mage

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Name: Jayce McCarthy
Age:
25
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Jayce is a very dependent person, very needing of positive reinforcement and love from another to keep his mental health. This makes him extremely easy to take advantage of, as his loyalty is easily bought, and even if the person betrays him, he's likely to go back to them as long as they say they're sorry, regardless of if the mean it or not. When it comes to this person, he'll devote himself entirely to them, both body and soul, doing anything and everything for them, from cold blooded to murder to even self-mutilation, nothing is too extreme for him if it means that the person will stay by his side.

Abilities:
Jace, as a deadly Magus assassin, has an array of deadly abilities. He's skilled in not only mental casting, but in the use of runes as well, having an aresenal of runed weapons at his disposal to cut down his foes with. His main affinity with is Destruction, and this feeds into hismagical trait as well, which makes it so that he's able to create more energy than his body can contain, czusing it to leak out through his skin to eat away at everything he comes into contact with, turning it all back to dust as the raw energy tears matter appart at the molecular level. Not only that, but even Mana can be effect, and more violently too. Any mana-bearing object that comes in contact with is subject to much faster rates of destruction, making his touch dangerous to living beings if he doesn't focus on not harming people, as well also canceling out a decent portion of magical energy from offensive spells directed at him. Subtle spells, due to their nature, are unlikely to affect him unless the user focuses intently on them.

As far as his repetoire of spells, he has runes tattooed on his body, some if which don't manifest on the skin until activated. These runs give him enhanced physical capabilities and durability, but they must be fed mana to produce effects. He also has runes to increase his control over his magical energy, activating one to give it a certain shape or function. His battle armor also possess a few so as to further direct it in battle, as well as a rune circle that give him the ability to teleport 5 meters in aby direction, though it can be highly dangerous when used in succession, such as internal damages and nausea. To prevent this, he must wait about 3 posts before he can use the spell again.

Among his runic spells, which he also has a few combat uses for them, he also knows spoken spells as well, though most of them don't require much chant due to Jayce's hit and run tactics. His main assault spells invoole direct use of destructive magic, though he does have a few from other schools of magic, including a few from each element, a spell that cloaks an area in shadows, and/or mist for a quick sneak attack/get away

Skills:
He's skilled in mental casting, is skilled in the use of most weapon types available, and is very deadly when it comes to hand to hand combat, where he strikes with fast barrages of punishing blows. He's very good at stealth, as any assassin should be, and knows the human body and it's weak points very well. A skilled assassin with plenty of experience to help him hone his art. He's more of a melee combatant than anything else, however, so his marksmanship is average at best with guns and the like, though one should never doubt his skill with throwing weapons. He's also a surprisingly good cook, one of the few non-killing related skills he has.

Equipment:
He carries with him a pair of fingerless gloves that have channeling runes carved into them, allowing him to cause a good amount of damage to anything he touches by channeling destructive energies into them. He also wields two handles that have been enchanted so that he can channel his energy into them to mold them into very deadly blades of rotating energy that could quite possibly cut through anything if given enough time to shear away at it. He also is in possession of a bunch of throwing knives, and a pair of bracelets on his wrist with the rune for retrieve on them. With a minute amount of Mana he can call back all of the knifes to his hands, which have a matching mark on them, making it appear like he has an infinite number of knives.

Blades

Brief Backstory:
Jayce was born a normal, everyday child at first. At least, as normal as the son of the head of powerful magical clan. However, when he reached the age of 5 is when his magical trait developed, . . . causing the death of his mother. A simple hug around her neck turned deadly as his magical energy burst out of him in a pulse, removing her head from her shoulders in a rather gruesome way and eating the child to stand there, looking at his mother's body with nothing but confusion on his face. That confusion turning into despair as he tried to come to grips with what happened, only for his touch to eradicate more of her body.

By the time others came to investigate his cries, all that was left of the body was a bloody pile on the floor. His father was greatly dismayed by the event, driven to insanity and had to be restrained several times to keep him from killing his own child several times in his drunken rages, calling the child the spawn of Satan himself. After a time, in which case it was clear that his father's actions and people's fear of him was having a negative affect on his psyche, that he had to be taken away from the household. However, before a suitable guardian was to be chosen, he vanished in the middle of the night, never to be seen again.

Years later, information soon came to light of an assassin of great renown and prowess that has been sent after several Magus leaders in Japan with abilities that can bring death and devastation with out a touch of his hand. >/list>

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Argus Leandros

Argus looked to see the feline woman walk up to him, taking note of her odd way of talking with a slightly curious expression. He looked genuinely confused when she spoke of these 'fur fetisheist', cocking his head to the side as he tried to think of what that could mean, nay to come up with nothing. Despite his perverted nature, Argus had little to no knowledge about any of the complexities of sex and the varieties of ways people have decided to satisfy their appetite for it.

"Thanks for the heads up, and no problem, I've never seen anything like you before, though that's not surprising in all honesty. I had a very . . . isolated childhood," Argus chuckled slightly, his nerves having cooled ever so slightly as he talked to the members of his guild. The more he talked with them, the more foolish he felt for being so quick to judge people before. "But never mind that, since you're here, do you mind i I ask you a couple of questions?"

"Why do you talk with that strange lilt to it? And what are these . . . 'fetishist's' you were speaking off, and why don't you want to talk to them?"

@Lugubrious

@hatakekuro

Tokyo Ghoul RP (Open)

Itsuki, 16th ward, Old Warehouse

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Itsuki backed away from Mizumu, unable to keep his Kakugan from forming out of instinct, the girl's empty eyes reflecting in the slightly luminescent blankness of his own. She started talking to him, but then seemed to get lost in thought, making a very strange buzzing noise, which caused her entire body to vibrate. Needless to say, he was severely uncomfortable with this scenario. When Mitsurugi suddenly spoke up as if in response to somebody is when he realized that that freaky buzzing thing must be how the two communicated, which was kinda cool. Still creeped him the fuck out, but he could see the practicality and use for such a thing.

He let the two finish their conversation, deactivating his Kakugan as he did so. When the girl introduced herself as Mitsurgi's servant, Itsuki couldn't help but raise an eye at the man.

"Soooooo . . . do I even want to know what her story is, or why she insist on calling you master . . . or how you both can seeming communicate through vibrations? Oh, and, uh, nice to meet you as well, Mizumu." He was trying his best not to let on how weirded out he'd been by the whole encounter, but even as far as day to day ghoul stuff goes, this was a first for him.

@FallenTrinity

Revan, 16th ward, the sewers

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Revan considered saying something as he caught the head light with his free hand, but decided against it. In his attempt to take the kid down a peg, he'd made a mistake and he was mature enough to admit that he'd lost this round of wits. I'll just have to be double sure to make sure that I win the next one then.

With that in mind, he let the kid's comments slide, instead focusing on looking around as well to investigate his surroundings. As they stalked through the stinking catacombs of the Tokyo's underbelly, Revan kept an eye out for anything of particular note, but so far, nothing really popped out to him. If this continued to be the case for both him and Atsuro, then they'd probably arrive at the entrance to the water purification plant before long. Without a word, Revan would ease the door open, attempting to do so as quietly as possible before stepping inside, his quinque at the ready to rip any unfortunate attacker to shreds if they tried to get the drop on him.

@Oblivion666