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Knight 7Well, sh*t. I forgot this existed. The other RP I'm in has been picking up. I'm off today, so I'll try to have something up by tonight.
rawkhawk64
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STATUS: My RP Muse has returned, so hopefully I can find an RP or two to focus it towards. 2 yrs ago
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My RP Muse has returned, so hopefully I can find an RP or two to focus it towards.
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6 yrs ago
So, I'm on some sort of official and consistent schedule now. Which is nice, unless life decides to screw it up for me.
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8 yrs ago
Hooray for being back in the swing of things! I'm back to a mostly regular upload schedule for my LP's, and I can even stream now! Hoorah!
9 yrs ago
RIP Satoru Iwata. Gone, but never forgotten. You will be missed.
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Might be moving soon. What fun
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What's up, Rawk Flawk and visitors alike!
I... am the Master Gamer, rawkhawk64. This also happens to be one of my internet hidey-holes. I enjoy all manner of Roleplays, usually fantasy or sci-fi settings. I also do fandoms. I'll usually check out any Kingdom Hearts, Naruto, or Pokemon RP's. I'll also check out other fandoms I like, but those usually have to be done well.
As for what I do outside the Guild, the big one is streams. You can catch me at twitch.tv/rawkhawk64.
Hope to have fun RP'ing with you!
I... am the Master Gamer, rawkhawk64. This also happens to be one of my internet hidey-holes. I enjoy all manner of Roleplays, usually fantasy or sci-fi settings. I also do fandoms. I'll usually check out any Kingdom Hearts, Naruto, or Pokemon RP's. I'll also check out other fandoms I like, but those usually have to be done well.
As for what I do outside the Guild, the big one is streams. You can catch me at twitch.tv/rawkhawk64.
Hope to have fun RP'ing with you!
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Brutus quickly turned around as Aram followed behind him. At first, the electric boy wondered how his companion had reached here, before remembering the display of Alchemy. However, it was the offer that relieved Brutus to no end. "Hey Brutus, if you like I can take that sword off ya. I'm pretty well versed in the applications of such weaponry." With that, Aram would find the Bing-Bong Sword practically shoved into his hands.
"Good, please take it. That thing kinda gives me the creeps..." Which was partly true. The feeling that sword gave off... Brutus shook his head. "Besides, I'm no good with swords. This also lets me handle the small fry. Seems like your powers might be a bit... destructive" Before Brutus could even make to continue searching, yet another familiar face showed up.
"Guys, guys! what are you two doing here?" As the question was asked, Brutus had to fight the look of incredulity that threatened to give away his thoughts. 'Wait... did he come here... for fun!?' Brutus asked himself. "I'm checking out the eeevils of the Lower Level -- not that impressive by the way -- All I have to do is Absorb and these invisible people go with it ... Wonder why that is? I'm not usually able to do things like that. Cool weapon by the way. Oh well, I'm heading down to the lower floors, this one's boring. Haven't explored it all but I can tell nothing exciting is going to happen. Wanna come along?"
Brutus shook his head. Would wonders cease? "I'll pass on exploring the lower floors. King sent some of us here to complete an exorcism. We're apparently broke, and need money to enter the next tournament. Seems like you can handle ghosts on your own. If that's the case, it might be best to split up. Though I should warn you that there are oth-"
Knock! Knock! Knock!
It was loud. That was Brutus' first worry. What now? Did the imps have back up? Would they be drawn to the noise? Brutus' body started crackling with electricity, more out of relfex than anything. "Hello?" Brutus groaned. Great, just great. Why did the deities hate his life? He'd hoped that the perils of the building would've held off some of the others who'd gotten here first. But no... that'd be too easy! "Vigilantes, da? I do not know what you are doing here, but I do not want to fight. I do not think we have reason to. I am coming out now, please do not be shooting at me. Thank you."
Wait... hang on a tick... Brutus was sure he'd recognized that voice. With a few steps that rattled the aged and decaying floor (and wasn't that a comforting thought?), out stepped... Well, at first glance, many might say a demon or a freak. Brutus knew better. Bak Tsarevna, of St. Lucifer's. Brutus had fought her in a tournament last year, back when he'd attended St. Laurel's like a good boy. The fight hadn't been fun. Brutus learned the metal wasn't for show, as the girl was a literal breathing weapons locker. However, he'd managed to win out in the end. "You see? No silly business. Please do not Zap."
Ah... it'd make sense that Bak'd be wary of him. To be fair, Brutus was sure that she'd not experienced a shock before that point in her life. Brutus nodded, still keeping one hand crackling with electricity. To be fair, his control had improved greatly since his younger days. However, he still found it hard to completely still his power when he was on edge, and boy was he ever. He didn't fancy taking another missile to the face, thank you very much.
"I promise not to strike first if you don't. Now, what is it you want?" The question was asked with a mix of distrust and respect. Brutus wasn't too worried about a fight, other than the damage the mechanical girl could cause. After all, he had backup this time.
@Gentlemanvaultboy @Renny @Bartimaeus
"Good, please take it. That thing kinda gives me the creeps..." Which was partly true. The feeling that sword gave off... Brutus shook his head. "Besides, I'm no good with swords. This also lets me handle the small fry. Seems like your powers might be a bit... destructive" Before Brutus could even make to continue searching, yet another familiar face showed up.
"Guys, guys! what are you two doing here?" As the question was asked, Brutus had to fight the look of incredulity that threatened to give away his thoughts. 'Wait... did he come here... for fun!?' Brutus asked himself. "I'm checking out the eeevils of the Lower Level -- not that impressive by the way -- All I have to do is Absorb and these invisible people go with it ... Wonder why that is? I'm not usually able to do things like that. Cool weapon by the way. Oh well, I'm heading down to the lower floors, this one's boring. Haven't explored it all but I can tell nothing exciting is going to happen. Wanna come along?"
Brutus shook his head. Would wonders cease? "I'll pass on exploring the lower floors. King sent some of us here to complete an exorcism. We're apparently broke, and need money to enter the next tournament. Seems like you can handle ghosts on your own. If that's the case, it might be best to split up. Though I should warn you that there are oth-"
Knock! Knock! Knock!
It was loud. That was Brutus' first worry. What now? Did the imps have back up? Would they be drawn to the noise? Brutus' body started crackling with electricity, more out of relfex than anything. "Hello?" Brutus groaned. Great, just great. Why did the deities hate his life? He'd hoped that the perils of the building would've held off some of the others who'd gotten here first. But no... that'd be too easy! "Vigilantes, da? I do not know what you are doing here, but I do not want to fight. I do not think we have reason to. I am coming out now, please do not be shooting at me. Thank you."
Wait... hang on a tick... Brutus was sure he'd recognized that voice. With a few steps that rattled the aged and decaying floor (and wasn't that a comforting thought?), out stepped... Well, at first glance, many might say a demon or a freak. Brutus knew better. Bak Tsarevna, of St. Lucifer's. Brutus had fought her in a tournament last year, back when he'd attended St. Laurel's like a good boy. The fight hadn't been fun. Brutus learned the metal wasn't for show, as the girl was a literal breathing weapons locker. However, he'd managed to win out in the end. "You see? No silly business. Please do not Zap."
Ah... it'd make sense that Bak'd be wary of him. To be fair, Brutus was sure that she'd not experienced a shock before that point in her life. Brutus nodded, still keeping one hand crackling with electricity. To be fair, his control had improved greatly since his younger days. However, he still found it hard to completely still his power when he was on edge, and boy was he ever. He didn't fancy taking another missile to the face, thank you very much.
"I promise not to strike first if you don't. Now, what is it you want?" The question was asked with a mix of distrust and respect. Brutus wasn't too worried about a fight, other than the damage the mechanical girl could cause. After all, he had backup this time.
@Gentlemanvaultboy @Renny @Bartimaeus
As Brutus waited, it seemed that only one other would arrive. Brutus knew he'd seen the man around before in the Vigilantes, but the name escaped him for the moment. However, that didn't stop the other from greeting him. "Hello, Brutus!" came the greeting, after the display of his power.
For his part, Brutus grunted in greeting, more focused on the building. It was likely that whatever opposition was inside were likely on either the first or second floor. After glancing around, the electric user saw an opportunity. A fire escape that could get them past the first two levels. He pointed it out to the other Vigilante. "I'm pretty sure that there are others that have beat us here. It'd be best if we went up this way."
With those words, he quickly approached the fire escape, being sure to duck underneath the windows to avoid being seen. When he was at a good vantage point, his legs began to visibly spark with electricity. With a mighty leap, he managed to grab onto the fire escape. From there, it was easy to make his way to a room on the third floor. Fortunately for him, the window had been completely shattered, granting him easy passage. Once inside, Brutus had to quickly tag two imps that had sensed his intrusion. After rolling out of the way, Brutus activated his Flashfield, frying the poor lesser demons. They fell on the ground, twitching. After glancing around, Brutus saw no more imps, and headed out. Just outside, Brutus checked his surroundings. Looks like this building followed a numbering system for each room, which made sense. Apparently, he'd entered into Room 305.
@Bartimaeus
For his part, Brutus grunted in greeting, more focused on the building. It was likely that whatever opposition was inside were likely on either the first or second floor. After glancing around, the electric user saw an opportunity. A fire escape that could get them past the first two levels. He pointed it out to the other Vigilante. "I'm pretty sure that there are others that have beat us here. It'd be best if we went up this way."
With those words, he quickly approached the fire escape, being sure to duck underneath the windows to avoid being seen. When he was at a good vantage point, his legs began to visibly spark with electricity. With a mighty leap, he managed to grab onto the fire escape. From there, it was easy to make his way to a room on the third floor. Fortunately for him, the window had been completely shattered, granting him easy passage. Once inside, Brutus had to quickly tag two imps that had sensed his intrusion. After rolling out of the way, Brutus activated his Flashfield, frying the poor lesser demons. They fell on the ground, twitching. After glancing around, Brutus saw no more imps, and headed out. Just outside, Brutus checked his surroundings. Looks like this building followed a numbering system for each room, which made sense. Apparently, he'd entered into Room 305.
@Bartimaeus
Sorry I haven't posted yet, but life has been super kicking my rear the last few days. I'll definitely have something up tomorrow, though.
Blue ring and the Natural Order deck, please.
Oops.
Mostly done. Being an adult sucks, as work eats up some of my time. Plus, I streamed last night, which didn't help. It'll be posted shortly after this.
Okay, I will work on my CS later, but I already know what ring and deck I want. I'd prefer the Blue ring, and the Natural Order deck.
Oh, it's this again! Hell, yeah! Count me in!
As Brutus listened, Ria asked the question that was on everyone's minds. That was when King piped up, a look of glee on his face.
"Glad you asked!" Their leader then pulled out a silver claymore with a weird ornate bell attached to the pommel. Despite them being inside, the bell swayed as if there were some sort of invisible breeze. "This is the Bing Bong sword!"
What. Just what. Brutus had to give himself a minute to absorb the absolutely ridiculous name of the sword. However, King assured them that it could indeed take out a ghost. "I don't know which one of you can use it best so I'll just give it to... Brutus!"
Just... double what? As Brutus took the sword, he could definitely feel the power the sword emitted. The whole get-up, while it looked and sounded ridiculous, definitely seemed like there was something... more... to it. Brutus took the sword in his hand, unsure of what to do. He'd never really used a sword in his life.
'Why couldn't it have been a gun? Or even a dagger? Why a claymore? How am I supposed to tag anything with both of my hands occupied?' For him, he got the most accurate tags with his hands. Still, at least they had something to fight the ghosts with. Brutus just hoped he could channel his power through it if needed... However, he never got to ask as King left with the missing cat posters. Well, so much for that...
"Well, I'll meet the rest of you at the site." Brutus said, strapping the sword to his back before taking off running, using his powers to help him arrive more quickly.
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As Brutus arrived at the location, he glanced at the place. Derelict? Check. Creepy? Check. Seemed like a prime location for ghosts. Brutus sighed, standing in front of the place and waiting for the others. As he waited, he heard a voice loudly cackling from within. Great. Others were here first. Of course they had competition in dealing with the mark. As each person arrived, Brutus warned them of the competition. There was no telling if they were from St. Laurel's or from Mephisto's school (their two biggest sources of competition). However, competition meant competent fighters, which could spell trouble.
"Glad you asked!" Their leader then pulled out a silver claymore with a weird ornate bell attached to the pommel. Despite them being inside, the bell swayed as if there were some sort of invisible breeze. "This is the Bing Bong sword!"
What. Just what. Brutus had to give himself a minute to absorb the absolutely ridiculous name of the sword. However, King assured them that it could indeed take out a ghost. "I don't know which one of you can use it best so I'll just give it to... Brutus!"
Just... double what? As Brutus took the sword, he could definitely feel the power the sword emitted. The whole get-up, while it looked and sounded ridiculous, definitely seemed like there was something... more... to it. Brutus took the sword in his hand, unsure of what to do. He'd never really used a sword in his life.
'Why couldn't it have been a gun? Or even a dagger? Why a claymore? How am I supposed to tag anything with both of my hands occupied?' For him, he got the most accurate tags with his hands. Still, at least they had something to fight the ghosts with. Brutus just hoped he could channel his power through it if needed... However, he never got to ask as King left with the missing cat posters. Well, so much for that...
"Well, I'll meet the rest of you at the site." Brutus said, strapping the sword to his back before taking off running, using his powers to help him arrive more quickly.
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As Brutus arrived at the location, he glanced at the place. Derelict? Check. Creepy? Check. Seemed like a prime location for ghosts. Brutus sighed, standing in front of the place and waiting for the others. As he waited, he heard a voice loudly cackling from within. Great. Others were here first. Of course they had competition in dealing with the mark. As each person arrived, Brutus warned them of the competition. There was no telling if they were from St. Laurel's or from Mephisto's school (their two biggest sources of competition). However, competition meant competent fighters, which could spell trouble.
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