Raineh Daze

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Getting out of the vehicle was barely more pleasant than the journey with an ill-fitting seatbelt had been, due to the atrocious stench, the trail of magical ooze, and the promise of having to descend into sewers. All of which promised a pretty clear thing to the vampire--one way or another, it seemed likely that if she went down there, she'd end up losing her clothes; maybe not immediately, but definitely by the time she got back out. It simply wasn't an option until she had replacements.

Magical slime also tended to be highly resistant to being attacked with your bare hands, so without access to her ice spells--which would nullify the threat entirely--there was nothing for her down there except maybe to offer some advice. It would be a waste when she could be stocking her wardrobe right now.

"As it stands, I think you should be more than capable of handling this without me," she said, turning away from the manhole and walking back the way they'd come--it'd be easier to get somewhere from a main road--"Call me if you have questions about something magical."

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"You won't get away that easily..." Hibiki said, looking at the rapidly escaping birds and crouching to jump. That wasn't all--springs on the back of her legs drew back... and back... the result being less a jump and more a brunette catapulted skywards, even going above the birds and, normally, on a course to miss the lot of them. When you could correct your descent with rockets, however, there wasn't much that you could entirely miss.

She couldn't easily repeat the initial jump like this, but it wasn't like she needed to. The closest of the skyborne creatures found its head caved in by one heavy kick, and the same kick acted to propel her over to the next target. For birds of any sort, the short, erratic leaps were hardly something that they could be expected to correct for.

Of course, by the time they were all brought down by foot or fist, there'd be rather a lot of bloody bodies falling over Tokyo...

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... lightning? It was no mere normal electricity, so it wasn't K.K.--which could only mean that there were other people pulled here as well beyond just him, perhaps even with no connection to Hellsalem's Lot. These creatures, for all that they might have passed unnoticed in the city at times, were far too normal looking for such a thing. Particularly when almost anything of that ilk would likely be one of Femt's creations.

With one of the wyverns flying off to attack the girl behind the lightning, it was his responsibility to--

Throw up another shield to absorb the attacks coming his way, absorbing the fire and steadfastly not budging as it continued its attack. Still, whilst it was flailing like this, there was no good moment to throw in a good counterattack, not until he could get an idea of what the other sudden combatants were able to do. A little difficult with half of his field of vision obscured by a cross, but the redhead could manage.

It seemed like he wasn't the only one here from Hellsalem's Lot.

"You're here too, Leo? Have you seen anyone else?"

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

At first, the scene that she was seeing didn't make sense--a... bird thing? Some sort of bird monstrosity was calling for help? But with the light, it was clearer that this creature was eating, its voice just a trap, and what it was eating... "Balwisyall nescell..."

Again, to an uninformed observer, it might have seemed that the completely unarmed girl had taken leave of her senses, continuing to run straight at the avian monstrosity despite being completely unequipped to fight. Throwing out random syllables... well, for a second it might seem like the whole stress of the situation had made her mind snap.

"Gungnir tron!"

A brief light engulfed Hibiki, concealing a far more complicated transformation, and then the alleyway was inexplicably full of the sound of music and singing, the phonic gain powering the Symphogear. Not even two steps passed from the time the transformation completed until Hibiki's fist was drawn back, too far away to reasonably hit anything--

And the armour on her arm reshaped into a rocket, and around the waist, clearing the rest of the alley in a blur as even more reinforcement fell into place over her fist, making the armoured gauntlet more than overkill for punching through a tank. A bird creature, even a monstrous one like this, stood no chance against what may as well have been an onrushing train smashing through its body and pulling the rest of its carcass in Hibiki's wake.

None of which would help its victim--nor, in fact, did Hibiki have much of an idea how to do so, breaking in her singing for a moment--though the music didn't stop--to ask Ben and Misaki to do something before jumping to the rooftops. When the rest of the birds came down, they were in for a bad time.

(The song, and lyrics)

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

The vampire had spent a little time familiarising herself with the apartment--it was functional and relatively nicely appointed, which would have to do. Aside from that, there was the distinct "not lived in" feeling: nothing to indicate who lived here and, more importantly, a complete lack of some basic necessities. If it wasn't for the time of day, she would have attempted to at least partly remedy that with the cash that she had on hand... but it was a bit late to go shopping for appropriate clothes. What she had on would have to do until she could shop for more; an adult's clothes would just look... ridiculous right now.

It was for the better that she hadn't gone out shopping when the call came through almost immediately; she'd have to see about explaining that if this was to be a voluntary relationship then more information would have to be provided than "something over here". Surely there would be situations where she could get away with letting that hotheaded knight go deal with it on her own and focus on more pressing matters. Or at least some that were less boring.

Not that she could really complain right now about the interruption, it was at least more interesting than watching random television, though like anything else... the seats were too big. She had to find a way to store enough magic to hold that illusion; it was a shame she didn't have the magic pills that would do it.

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How could this be possible? To go only from sleeping beside Miku to the dorm, Miku, not existing? She'd lost Miku before, but that was only temporary, and it had been perfectly clear how it happened... even if her survival had been a mystery at first. But this... she'd just woken up in a world without Miku and what was the point of that?

It was at this point that common sense finally caught up with Hibiki and she realised that Tokyo couldn't just replace entire buildings overnight. If Tokyo was wrong in too subtle ways, if there was a strange magic-using man who didn't recognise what she meant by alchemy... if this was a world without the warm sunshine by her side, then that didn't mean that world wasn't out there still. Even if it wasn't the sort of problem that could be solved with her fist, she would find a way home to Miku.

Of course, without looking into Hibiki's thoughts, one might get the impression that instead of actually realising anything, her change in resolve was entirely due to the cry for help that had gone out. Though it was a fair assessment of her character nonetheless, with the gear-wielder quickly looking around and then running off in the appropriate direction regardless of the darkness.

Because if she could be here, and someone seemingly nice like Ben...

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Klaus had been quite enjoying his sudden trip to New York. Of course, it wasn't where he had expected to be; that city hadn't existed for several years. But when the Libra boss found himself inexplicably standing in a crowded subway car, there was little to debate about it: all signs and all the people around him pointed to this being a human-only New York that had never had to go through the Great Collapse and never had any experience with the Beyondians.

So he just enjoyed the trip. Then a little more. By the second time around, though, even enjoying the impromptu train journey had worn off, and the redheaded man had turned his attention to the task at hand: trying to get back to Hellsalem's Lot. It would be a difficult journey to make with no indications to how he had arrived here but--

Protecting innocent people from some truly inexplicable dragons took priority. Fortunately, having landed made them a much easier target, and with gauntlet on, Klaus went with the time-tested straightforward approach: run at your opponent and hit it as hard as you could--in this case, with an extra jump to make certain that he was hitting their bodies square and not simply the legs.

--the massive cross-shield of blood, though it hit with an impressively solid impact, failed to do much more than make the beast stumble a few steps. It was tougher than expected, maybe too tough for blunt force... stabbing, then?

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

• Name: Klaus von Reinhertz
• Gender: Male
• Appearance

  
  6'7 and 300lbs/201cm and 136kg, if you're curious.
• Personality: Klaus is about as gentlemanly as one can be, bordering on the point of parody. He's nice enough to put his health on the line for a complete stranger--even if they were willing to violently get rid of him--and as a result, Libra's second in command specifically works around him to do things that Klaus wouldn't approve of. Fittingly, he's also extremely protective of his friends, even more than random people and, with his stubbornness, not the sort of person that you want to make angry.
  Despite his appearance, Klaus is remarkably intelligent, able to go an extraordinary length of time in what can only be described as extradimensional exponentially complicated chess against a being mostly made of brains. On top of this, he's got a keen interest in botany.
• Brief History: Klaus is the third son of the Reinhertz family and, apparently, its heir--certainly, though, a family of wealth, as it has multiple combat butlers, even if only one accompanies him. Present in New York during the Great Collapse, he was presumably responsible for the founding of Libra in order to keep the balance in Hellsalem's Lot between Earth and the Alter World. He's been in charge ever since.
• Universe of Origin: Kekkai Sensen
• Equipment: He has a crucifix... gauntlet... thing. That draws his blood for use in combat techniques.
• Abilities: For some reason, Klaus is enormously strong and durable. That is, whilst most humans are completely helpless in the face of the nastier Beyondians, he can beat them in a straight fist fight. Of course, whilst immensely helpful to the process of fighting the strongest of the lot, it's from far enough--for which Klaus has his Brain Grid Blood Battle Style. What does this consist of? Shaping his blood into crosses, mostly for use as spears, shields, shields to smash through things with, a coffin to shield... it's some use for ranged capabilities, but mostly it's "hit things with blood shaped as crosses".
  Also useful for sealing away absurdly powerful vampire things, but their true name needs to be known for that. It's a pretty handy and unique talent seeing as they otherwise appear to be impossible to keep down.
• Other: Definitely Libra's strongest member.

Radiant Force RELIC - A Symphogear-inspired Magical Girl RP

Minami Hotaru

Food? Mina was offering them food? That would be great, she was so hungry after classes... or even sleeping through classes, or just in general. Even something from a vending machine would be great if it was free... and if she wanted something better later, it wasn't like vending machine snacks were the most filling meals out there, was it?

Just as the girl's eyes let up, Nana's pronouncement drove the wind out of her sales entirely, arms going limp. Homework then food? Was this some sort of punishment? Did Nana want her to go to bed hungry because of questions with impossible answers? "Nana... do you want me to starve...?"

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

You didn't even get Ulfric's name right.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

I think you've got it backwards. Heroic characters will, by definition, be disinclined to work with the blatantly evil psychopaths than they are people who were just antagonists in general in their source material. I wasn't talking about making characters that will be antagonists in this game as well.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

This is the distinction between antagonist and villain. Though even villains can have noble sentiments or goals that don't oblige them to be hostile dicks.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

It seemed that there was no reason not to accept... and in all honesty, being supported by the government like this was a step up from having to start over from scratch again. Not that she particularly cared what happened to this world or the people in it, but if helping out with any further invaders was the price to pay for getting room and board, then the vampire would contribute--or at least go let the burdensome knight contribute to make up for the drain of keeping her summoned.

If the government was paying, then she could even try and work on a way to get around that limitation... or at least recuperate magic faster in this environment. Having to mix catalysts just to cast spells would be a problem, particularly when it came to trying to find a way to get home from this place; with magic she at least had a starting point from the villa and castle.

As part of her acceptance, the blonde made certain to hand over an existing ID card--one from her first time going through Mahora. They might want to take photos now, but she looked the exact same as fifteen years ago and had no desire to be lumped in with the other child that they'd somehow picked up and treated as her apparent age. Or for someone to assume that she might need to go to school again...

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The demon had accepted as well. Not that she was sure why, but looking at the apartments raised an important point... small. Too small, in her opinion; students that were used to shared dorms might have been happy with the apartments, but her smallest residence was a cottage and she'd grown up in a castle. This was just cramped.

Though she had a question for Mordred: "You won't disappear if I'm one apartment over, will you?"

---

Hibiki nodded firmly, looking around a few times as if to get her bearings--though she knew roughly where they were anywhere--and set off, takoyaki in hand but rapidly disappearing. Fortunately, it wasn't as if she'd woken up on the complete opposite side of the city, so it was still going to be walking distance rather than trying to squeeze onto a train when she didn't have any way to pay for it and relying on Ben's generosity could only get so far.

"Ah... the ground's so hard."

Despite her complaint, the girl showed no sign of slowing as she took Ben on a short trip through Tokyo, unaware of the blonde stalking them. A few times, Hibiki stopped with a slightly puzzled expression, only to recognise where she was just in time to continue onwards. Except, of course, the building at their destination didn't match in the slightest.

"This is... but... Miku?"

Hibiki.exe has stopped responding

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@Dezuel If Evangeline and Mordred accept, what's Menomaru going to do?