Rune_Alchemist

Overlord : Advent of the Gods

What exactly would the collab entail? Don't get me wrong It could be fun detailing the trip to the city but unless something important happens it might be best just to summarize it, otherwise most of it's going to be walking simulator in written form I think.

though, to be honest might just be me saying that because Sen's not going to be the most chatty/sociable of people.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Aha, alright. So it's not really a place one just gets up and walks around in.

Just wanted to make sure before I got about actually writing another post whenever I get around to it.

...ah, I get the feeling Isabella is going to always learn things the hard way because she's definitely going to be too curious for her own good~

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

@RyuShura

So...we are free to skip over the 'nightmare realm' or whatever and wake up in the 'real shrine'? Or am I reading this post wrong?

Or would there be a point to hanging out in the Nightmare realm for a bit?

The Sky and The Earth (A Fairy Tail RP)

...oh boy.

This again.

@Vongola_Hasayo

Why not. Hey their friend.

✷ ✷ Inner Demons ✷ ✷

Went ahead and did a thing with pride since I may not post again for the next two days or so.

✷ ✷ Inner Demons ✷ ✷

~Lucia~

"You just said something about being stuck here...Was this your doing you jealous wretch?! You seek to take over my sanctum don't you!?"

Oh for the love of herself - Pride had to resist stabbing the mongrel.

Repeatedly. Until he was nothing more than a lump of flesh not fit to even breath the same air as she did - Oh wait a minute...

For the moment, Pride let wrath rant. That was easier and better than to try and reign in that unsightly temper if his. It was rather pitiable, really. Seeing him flail around so much. Pride didn't even flinch when he tossed the table...though, it was a very nice looking table, for a human made item.

"I don't care what form you take, or what form you force on me, I'll still grind all you miserable heaps of flesh into pulp and sinew where you stand!"

"Oh look. You've reduced yourself to something less than a rabid mongrel. A screeching chimpanzee, is it? A screeching, diseased, monkey." Pride sighed, giving Wrath a cool stare. Suddenly, the entire room was filled with an oppressive seeming air. It became thicker, making it harder to breathe as Pride's violet eyes stared at Wrath mercilessly. The other demons would easily be able to tell who exactly was doing it as she continued to speak.
something that could even

"Now SILENCE." Her voice commanded, almost seemingly speaking from nearly every corner of the room at once. Even the raging Wrath would at least feel a twinge of something, be it fear, respect, or whatever else it was that made him think twice about continuing his rampage though it was no guarantee that he'd stop. Heh, good. She could still do that. Fool god...with this she could just persuade all the humans to turn against him with little difficulty. Prides words were absolute, and they were to be obeyed.

No need to start fighting among themselves here. That would be detrimental to all parties involved.

"If you would let me explain the situation to you Wrath," She continued in her normal tone. She hadn't moved once from her seat, not a single muscle as she stared Wrath down with an unblinking stare aside from her words. "And use that brain of yours for a moment I will fill you in on the details of our so called 'punishment'. If you don't remember, it was 'God' that banished us all to this place. I had nothing to do with it, or do you think I would willingly subject myself to this putrid air that these humans breathe? Ugh, it almost makes me vomit even being in the same realm of existence as them."

Of course, did he not decide to calm himself down...she had ways of restraining him. She may have lost her blinding radiance temporarily and a majority of her powers and the gilded halls she called home, but she could still feel her shining brilliance in the back of her mind. Waiting, to shine their light upon these fools.

"Now will you sit and listen or will I have to take more drastic measures that would be bad for all parties involved?"

The Shattered World

~Auges~

Year 7,432 of the 3rd Era
3rd Month, 13th Day
Location: Bervenia

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"E-eh? You said her name was madam Rice though?" Auges replied, feigning innocence. Not that Royce was helping with that with the sudden bringing out of the steamed rice.

"A-ah! You really are the rice lady!" Auges replied, seemingly shocked at the development. Had...had they planned this? Well, no matter. She had got the rice she received. So Auges gratefully accepted the rice from madam Rice and began to eat. "The service here is great..." She giggled, starting to devour the rice. "Hmm...too bad you're not the banana lady. Bananas would go great with this." Bananas also happened to be Ante's favorite food...but she wasn't going to be thinking about that. No, she was going to act as if her twin didn't exist for the moment.

She wasn't sure she could keep from having a breakdown if she didn't.

So she listened to the others in the room.

"Eh? You don't know Vis, Maire?" Auges blinked, surprised. "She's only supposedly the most powerful of all the gods in existence." The alchemist replied through mouthfuls of rice. "Though, I've always been a little skeptical myself...might as well say coming back from the dead is proof enough though, heh~" She then turned her head towards Al'Nehak. "Eh?...necromancy Illegal? That's silly. It wasn't Illegal back in Harena's time. Has that changed? I wouldn't be able to do what I do without Necromancy. Is it Illegal? If it is, then I might be arrested on the spot. I'd like to seem them actually try it though, heh!"

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

Finally settled on something for the weapon. Hope that description is acceptable~

I wasn't joking about her tripping by the way~

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

~Isabella~

Isabella simply watched with mild amusement as the other wisps regained some semblance of their memories. Ezain, Dwyn, and Solomon. The redhead's snake-like eyes watched them with mild interested as Nera spoke to them. The old world had been less than kind to them? Heh, big deal. Everyone had problems. At least, that felt appropriate to say in a situation like this. Maybe a bit harsh. Depending on their attitudes, she got the feeling she was going to get along with them the least.

Big surprise there.

Isabella's eyes followed Nera as she met each of them individually. Ihosha. Odd name. She had never heard such a name sounding quite like that before...but the world was vast, she supposed. Nera seemed to keep some measure of...distance with all of them. Appropriate, for someone such as a god to do that. Not to sully their hands with dealing with lowly mortals like them, wasn't it? Heh...the thought crossed her mind at least, though she couldn't rightly say where it came from. It felt right, though.

Which is why when Nera approached her, she was completely caught off guard.

“My, my, how precious. Who would’ve known my impatient little spirit would turn out to be quite the clumsy one~”

"C-clumsy!?" She stuttered out, trying her best to shoo away the goddess. "I'm not clumsy! I was just...testing my fangs!" She replied to the goddess, perhaps a bit too defensively. She was quite glad when the Goddess' attention turned elsewhere, to another wisp by the name of Aiv. As she did so, Isabella gave the Goddess an annoyed glare, straightening out her hair and readjusting her robes.

"...though it is a shame you find it necessary to hide your beautiful bodies…”

"...is Nera pervert?" She asked quietly in a somewhat deadpan fashion. Not that she would erm, particularly mind being unclothed in this situation. Or would she? Didn't feel like she would. It wasn't likely Nera would have heard her considering the last of them seemed to have actually earned the goddess Ire. What a fool this nameless one was. She wouldn't have done anything if Nera just offed him then and there for such foolishness, but it seemed the goddess was more merciful than she'd have been.

She went onto explain what exactly the mark she placed upon them was. The 'Stigma' she gave them. Oh good, that was nice. She was going to ask about that if she hadn't explained. Perhaps this Nera was at least somewhat trustworthy...but she wasn't letting her guard down around her. Not yet, no. Or any of her so called allies. So this 'Dream' was to act as their home of sorts? The Stigma marked them as part of the dream, and meant they could easily return here simply by traveling up a flight of stairs and desiring to return.

Then her 'essence' was brought into her vision. It was no longer a pure white. In the center, was a tiny speck of color. A deep, beautiful green color that reminded her of a beautiful emerald. Isabella reached a hand out, as if the color seemed somewhat...familiar, though she couldn't fathom why. Before she could touch it however, it vanished as quickly as it came.

As Nera continued, Isabella remained quiet. A weight? It was odd...but yes, it was there. A weighty thing, that if she tried to focus on it threatened to consume her entirely. She shook her head, dispelling the thought. Sin? Was that what this weight was? She couldn't remember what sins she could have possibly committed, but it felt so...heavy. Oppressive. Made it difficult to breathe if she focused on it too much. Once again though, she suppressed her desire to know more and focused Once again on Nera. She started some sort of...dance. It was, well, to put bluntly alluring and beautiful, but dangerous. Just like Nera herself seemed. It was quickly over, however.

As the blade hovered in front of her chest, something happened. Her eyes widened, remembering exactly how she had been killed. Before she could do anything however, the silvery sliver of light pierced her chest. Thankfully, there was no pain. Just vertigo and the momentary panic had been entirely taken away.

Weightlessness. Vastness.

She could have lingered in that blissful state for eternity, but she quickly returned to reality.

First, she noticed like she was being watched. Like a monster peering over her shoulder, threatening to devour her if she looked at it. Of course, she ignored such a feeling and turned to look at the silvery metal embedded into the ground behind her. The silver metal twisted, growing to obscene and grotesque sizes. An eerie blackness oozed from the weapons, warping them further until they looked something more animal than weapon.

In particular, hers reminded her of something between a spider and a serpent.

Rough approximation of the blade

The blade was longer than most of the others, though not quite as thick looking. It was as tall as she was, and while she may not have been too tall it was still impressive. It was completely black, with a green gem of some sort embedded in the hilt. Eight, serpentine looking eyes laced themselves in the guard, still for now, but she could have sworn she saw them curiously moving about a few seconds ago. The guard was shaped like four spindly spider legs, four sharp points jutting out from the sword. Where the blade met the hilt, it seemed to mimic a serpents maw, four fangs meeting the blade on both sides of it.

Then the blade itself seemed to quiver. The blade shifting, quivering as if alive in some manner. The eerie blackness reminded her of some sort of insect carapace almost, but before she could ponder further the blackness shot out like some sort of black silky threads and latched onto her right arm, pulling itself into her hands.

The first thing she noticed was how heavy it seemed to actually be. Nothing she couldn't lift with some degree of difficulty, but it would take at least some manner of dexterity and physical strength to wield this thing with any modicum of skill. The next, was the fact the blade shifted once again in her hands. The blade wavering, rippling and making wave like motions along its blade as if it was excited, or perhaps waiting for something.

Huh. Curious.

She gave the weapon an experimental horizontal swing. The blade seemed to hiss or screech as it did so. In hindsight, that was a bad idea but she had never wielded a sword in her life, from what she remembered so her skill with them was rather lacking.

The large blade elongated as she swung it horizontally, extending to almost nearly five yards in length - nearly almost cutting the heads off of a few of her comrades in the process had they not dodged, ducked, or done any other method of avoiding being beheaded by what was objectively someone who never even touched a sword before. The weight of the sword combined with the length of it meant she had no fine control over it. The weight of the sword carried her, spinning her a few times as she quickly lost her balance from not being able to use the sword in a precise manner.

"E-eh?" Her foot hit the edge of something, teetering over the edge of the abyss they had been introduced to earlier. "...Whoops, well this was silly of me~" Was the final words she spoke before losing her footing completely, and tumbling into the hole leading into the real world head first.

She got the distinct feeling that was not the first time she had uttered that phrase, nor would it likely be the last.

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 10
Status: Dangerously Tired


Ritz, Ledyba
Level 10
Status: Dangerously Tired


Lure, Combee
Level 7
Status: 100% health


Del, Kakuna
Level 8
Status: 100% health

Inventory

5113$
Antidote x1
pokeball x1
Focus Band x1

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Claire grimaced as Ritz was attacked, but otherwise remained confident.

"That's a good boy, Ritz!" She called out as the weaker bug type tanked the hit like a pro and quickly returned the favor to Lucario. Ralia quickly followed up with a well placed confusion...but it wasn't enough. Damn it. Claire couldn't help but to grit her teeth and prepare for the inevitable. With that attack and speed, there was no way Ralia could dodge that Lucario. The Ralts could do nothing, so it decided it would at least go out fabulously. It struck a pose, giving the audience a confident pose...just as the feeling of wind rushed past it and the whole building shaking from the impact of Lucario slamming into the wall behind Ralia.

"Rrrral?~" It cried happily at the turn of events, acting as if she had planned for that entire thing to happen.

"E-eh!?" Claire was momentarily stunned by the turn of events.

"L-led..." Ritz fluttered to the ground next to Claire, clearly exhausted. That Lucario...so fast. It was not something a little buggy bug like him was equipped to deal with. It was too fast, much faster than he could ever hope to be. But...he had won, hadn't he? The little bug offered a confident grin up to Claire as the redhead reached down and wrapped the exhausted bug in an excited hug.

"Wahaah!~" Claire laughed heartily, snuggling the bug. "You did great, boy! I'm so proud of you that was amazing!" Well, it may not have been the most confident bug in the world...but...everything had more or less gone well, hadn't it? Was it over then? "No rest for now though, you two." Claire released the bug, Ritz fluttering tiredly near her. "One more pokemon to deal with."

Hector had finished whatever it was he was doing...and sent out his third pokemon.

A Conkeldurr.

"...heh, and he's a big guy, isn't he?" Whatever momentary confidence Ritz had gained was lost near instantly.

"L-led!" The Ledyba grimaced, fluttering a bit behind his trainer and out of the powerful gaze of the fighting type. Claire placed a confident hand on the bugs head, patting him softly.

"Eeey, now." She grinned. "We dealt with that Lucario easily enough. We can handle this guy." That said, it was getting a little warm in here, wasn't it? "This is just now gettin' to the main event!" She grabbed her final two pokeballs, and tossed them out onto the arena.

"Del, Lure!" In a flash of red light, two more bug types emerged on the field. "No time to think much you two, but we're in a Gym battle! We're fighting that over sized turnip head!"

"K-kakuna?!"

"...Combee."

Del stared at the large fighting type in front of it with a deadpan expression. Combee hovered next to Claire, giving her an expression that pretty much read 'Did you really, bitch?'

"Lure don't give me your sass right now! Just stay out of the way if you're not gonna help." Lure gave her a deadpan expression before rolling its collective six eyes and proceeded to flutter out of the ring. Quickly, Claire turned to Anise. "Anise! Meditite and Froakie ASAP!"