RoflsMazoy

School based sword-forging RP?

@Uno @Leoven @FickleSickle @CGinger @sassy1085 @Lady Athena
I'm going to leave a CS template here in the mean time to have something to work on, basically.

Name:
Age:
Appearance:

Bio:
Specialty:

In terms of the bio, it's personality and history but you can have them as separate sections if you'd prefer it like that. Specialty is the field of sword forging your character is best at. (e.g. Specialty: Temperature control, delicate work)

Age is normal school age unrealistic as it sort of is, so about 13-18ish.

The time this'll be set in is basically just anime non-futuristic. Modern clothes and old-ish clothes are fine, and sword forging involves more magic than tech in terms of advanced weapons.

School based sword-forging RP?

Alright! :D

I'll get an OOC up sooner or later but it'd be cool if I got some more people/

School based sword-forging RP?

So I'm fleshing out an idea for a sort of weird kind of RP. So basically, it's fantasy in a school setting, and the school is all about forging swords. A rigorous testing exam ensures all accepted students are exceptional in one area or another, be it endurance, talent, or will.

In my mind, it's probably going to be pretty hand-wavy on the actual forging part, either sort of inaccurate or skipped over. You can also use parts from monsters to make unique swords, but you'll evnetually have to hunt them yourself.

There's going to be something like a challenge from time to time to make a certain sword with certain materials or for certain conditions which can reward rare materials for the winner, and for each challenge, somebody else OOC makes a judge to do the challenge.

I'm putting this up before I sleep and I may end up elaborating more when I wake up.

Thoughts?

Four Winds

"Clive" Arkadian

"Wasn't just the dog," Clive said. "Someone's on top of it, right there..."

Maybe it'd be hard to spot for the others but the new arrival had a large magic aura-trace kind of thing around her. He was assuming she wasn't able to turn hers off, like Clive's and Junko's abilities as well. He wasn't quite sure whether her magic was the thing that had changed her size, or if it was only the disproportionately loud voice of hers. It was sort of a possibility that she was just that short and her magic did something else, but it was unlikely.

"If you want the abridged version, then sure, you could say a bomb went off." He said to the tiny girl. He was going to put the magic question at the back of his mind for now. "We're all fine though. We're heading in for breakfast right about now."

@Menhir@banjoanjo@Mercurial@GreenGoat

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

"Yeah... What he said." Kosuke said.

He wanted to get away from the Blue King as fast as possible so he was going with minimum pleasantries. Paper Moon had said something about buying something, right? So that meant there was only one place to go.

"The mall, huh?" Kosuke muttered.

He wasn't sure how he personally felt about the mall. He was more of a 'warm spot in the sunshine' kind of guy on account of having poor blood circulation, he didn't go to the mall too often. There was a grocery store outside somewhere which was all he'd ever needed. He was, in a word, kind of a boring guy. Past petty revenge plots and rocketing around in Deep Ground he didn't do awfully much.

That's not to say he'd never been in a mall before. His sister had taken him a few times when he was younger, and Purple Crown's mall was just the same as those ones had been. Big, bright, and loud. Since it was the weekend, and the festival was just around the corner, there was a large amount of students either milling around or rushing around the mall. It was kind of making his head spin...

"So... what the hell are we buying?" He said to Shiro. "I was just going to grab flowers and some strawberry milk."

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@Jedly

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

@Jedly
Cool, I'll have something up by tomorrow

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

I would've probably asked this earlier but my throat just RIPed itself and I was only feeling sensible enough to think as of this morning X_X

@Jedly
So are we going to just show up at Asahi's room or are we going to have a little trip or something like that?

Four Winds

"Clive" Arkadian

"Well, I don't doubt we could do something," Clive said, "But we are respectively, 5 foot 6 in a raincoat, staggering out of a blast zone, and some guy who was on fire until a minute ago. If we're going to try to help, we won't be doing much."

He was exaggerating of course. Junko was probably a little bit taller, and while Enver couldn't exactly control his fire, he could at least control whether he was on fire or not. As for Donovan, he would recover soon enough probably but he'd already expressed that he was unwilling to pitch in if they tried to do something.

"They're going to get up on their own eventually," Clive said. "If you're worried about the glasses guy we can just go save him some breakfast."

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@GreenGoat@Mercurial@banjoanjo

Four Winds

@Mercurial
Oh whoops, didn't see you posted. I'll make some edits for Enver

Four Winds

"Clive" Arkadian

The plan had de-railed excellently. If they said no plan survives first contact with the enemy, then you could probably call this a re-definement. None of their plan survived first contact with the explosion. Maybe he should've been sadder about the failure of the plan, but he sort of wasn't. Normally he was the kind of guy that got sad like that, even though outwardly he always acted infallible.

Ah, that gas mask is pretty cool... @GreenGoat

Yeah actually, he was only thinking about Junko.

Gas mask and raincoat. Since she carried herself like she was wearing it out of necessity, it seemed like a natural fit. He felt like they were kind of similar in a way. She used her gas mask to hold her magic back, and the raincoat was part of the set. Clive used his sunglasses to conceal his magic, and his smiles were just a part of his set. There were only two differences between him and her, the first being Junko knew exactly how she felt about her power. Clive saw her relief when she discarded her gas mask, and a hint of resignation when she had put it back on.

Clive couldn't envy her position. He didn't even know if he could relate to her position, because of their second difference. Clive was hiding his magic because of his whims and his whims alone, while Junko wore the gas mask purely out of necessity. Sitting next to her now, he honestly felt like he didn't deserve to compare himself to her, when it seemed like she had a much heavier burden than he did, or at least, that's what he felt from the colors.

As close as it looked like it was, he wasn't a mind reader so he didn't know why she was who she was, and he felt like she wouldn't appreciate him asking. But there was always one last thing he could do, and coincidentally, it was probably the thing he did best. If he couldn't figure it out from anything he could see, he could just guess.

"So, uh, are we all expelled?" He said, trying to get back on his feet. His question was technically directed at Junko, but he knew she probably didn't have an answer. He was just voicing his confusion out loud. What the heck else were they supposed to do?

@GreenGoat

@Mercurial

"I doubt he'd expell us, he's in a pretty good mood." Clive said to Enver(@Mercurial), standing up. He turned to Junko briefly, and then gently patted her head. "Let's go grab breakfast."

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@GreenGoat@Mercurial