Rune_Alchemist

Highschool DxD: The Devils' Due [ENDED]

~Suzue Yamazaki~

Oh dear.

Everything was escalating quite a bit wasn't it? As soon as she had silenced the chanting one, the other members of the peerage took action. Kael and Sato were the first to make a move, with Sato staying on the sidelines for now. Well, at least he wouldn't get hurt there. Kael took a more direct approach, taking the hostage taker hostage himself - not that it did much good. As soon as the cultist was apprehended he made a move to slice the girls neck. Suzue made a move to bind his hand but before she could the priest moved faster, firing a bullet right into his head. The Jorogumo couldn't help but to cringe slightly - she hated guns. Loud, and served no purpose other than to harm others.

But then, the Jorogumo disliked death and injury no matter its source, and once a bullet was fired from a gun towards a target, someone was going to be injured. A blade at least, could be used for defense without seriously injuring another if they were used well. Perhaps that was just the manner of her death speaking, however.

James was next to act as the panicked crowd rushed out of the cafe. Ah...they'd have some explaining to do, then. Well, she was sure Delilah and them could come up with a plan - but first of all...These...troublemakers were behaving like children. Cultists, were they? No, they were children causing a stir for some silly reason. So, it was her job to discipline them, yes? That was it. Their king would be fine - even without the priest having taken the blow for her.

As the dog like creature was summoned, Suzue frowned in seeming disappointment. Well she didn't like playing with her food, so to speak, so she would end this quickly. Six spider legs began growing from her back, reaching full length in a matter of seconds. It was a little difficult to move around completely in the cafe, but she wouldn't need to move from this spot hopefully. As the dog leapt at her in order to attack, one of her spider legs slammed right into its face, eliciting a pained growl from the eldritch creature in question as it was literally flung aside like some pest right towards the man who had flung the fireball as Kael had seemingly dealt with the summoner.

Ah, having multiple appendages was so nice! She could do so many things at once, hehe...tsk, if only she had opposable thumbs on all of them.

"Goodness," She replied with a sigh. "Such troublesome children you are. Perhaps you need a little time out?" In the next instant a strong, thin strand of web was launched from two of her legs, right towards the fireball wielder as he was likely either recovering from being smacked by the hound, or avoiding it. The thread would hopefully connect with the mans ankles, wrapping around them tightly before she pulled on them, stringing him up by his boots and hanging him from the ceiling and wrapping his midsection in a tough coating of pliable webbing to prevent his arms from moving, as well as making sure he could no longer speak.

Of course, her other legs were poised to deal with the hound had it not been finished off by the force of being hit by her.

St. Sappho Academy, Medieval Magic Academy (Invite Only)

~Miren~

"A-ah, r-right." Miren moved swiftly. An empty catalyst of some sort to drain the mana of the portal, something to activate it with. The rabbit fumbled around with various items around the shop. An eerie looking mask of some sort, a couple of other trinkets and a number of other items. Thankfully it seemed as though the dolls were doing a good job of keeping whatever undead were outside of the store. It took the rabbit only a few minutes to seemingly finish, before hopping back to Eith with a handful of items.

"Alright! I think I got everything."

~Cynthia~

"Aha, whoops." The pumpkinhead chuckled, looking down at her frozen feet. Ah, they were really frozen in there, weren't they? "Really not a nice frost butt, are you?" Cynthia simply remained silent, easily catching the stolen sweets as they fell from the heavens. "Aaaam I going to get puuuunished?~" The maid glared coolly at the thief

~Marie~

Marie walked past Maoin with her usual brisk, upbeat pace, though said nothing in reply or thanks to the kitten holding open the door for her. Instead, she walked into the villa, and was immediately greeted by the Headmistress. It had been awhile since Marie had seen Livia. Not since the older womans own little visit to Hell quite a few years ago.

"Ah! The mighty headmistress graces us with her presence!" Marie giggled. "Didn't expect such a welcome from someone as important as you!~" Despite the politeness of her words, her tone of voice indicated a slight playful, mocking nature.

"Ah, Marie." Livia huffed quietly in response to the younger woman, eyes shifting over to Maoin. "It is a pleasure to see you again. Your mother is...not here yet. I believe she is out making a mess of things and I'll probably have to drag her back by the ankles."

"Tsk, wooow, and she wanted me to be early." The younger girl scoffed with an eye roll. "Annyways, if the party's not startin yet I'ma head upstairs to the guest rooms."

"Hm, very well. Make yourself comfortable. I'll send for you when things are ready." Marie started up the stairs, motioning for Maoin to follow. "Just...remember what we talked about hm? Keep yourself out of trouble, Marie...and Maoin," She turned to the kitten. "If you need anything at all, just give a shout, hm?" Livia gave the kitten a soft smile before heading back into the main foyer. If Maoin cared to look, it seemed like a number of other fancily dressed people had already arrived. A number of important people - mages, nobles, wealthy merchants, and other such people. Most notably were Richard Lightsword and a certain pink haired woman dressed in a black dress, who was impatiently tapping a wine glass. Next to her was an absolutely massive man, standing easily over six feet tall. He was currently reading a book of some sort - looked like some sort of advanced mathematics or some other difficult academic subject.

"Heh, will do Headmistress. I'll keep myself out of trouble. No touching things that aren't mine, and all that stuff, heh. Come on kitty." Marie would lead Maoin up stairs towards the room that had been given to her and her mother that night.

~Lyssa~

Lyssa easily dealt with the strikes that Kozue dealt. A block there, a dodge there. She returned the priestess' own attacks with her own as well. Like this though, neither of them were really gaining an upper hand. Well, time to get a little creative! Lyssa blocked an incoming blow easily, moving onto a quick next move. She aimed a powerful uppercut right to the priestess' jaw, and would follow it up by a tackle, aiming to throw the priestess over her shoulder.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

@RyuShura Question, how close are the enemies at the moment?

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN

Welp, have another post. Forgot to tag ya.

Dwarf is smart and didn't stare, therefore no blast of magic that burns his beard off.

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

Isilfarrel Mornelis

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Isilfarrel's eyes went wide as she heard a voice from the door. The elf's previous calm demeanor seemingly evaporated instantly. Her head swiveled towards the door, quickly scrambling to untangle herself from the lingerie. Well, this was embarrassing. After a few seconds of untangling she managed to pull off the article of rather risque clothing, shoving it haphazardly back into the box it had fallen out of. Okay, well, at least she had only just decided to start changing clothes and actually hadn't removed any yet. She walked over to the door, shoving a few boxes aside to make for easier entry as she opened the door again, greeting the dwarf on the other side.

A dwarf of all things. She had never met one before, but he looked just like the tales and books described them. Gruff appearance, short and not all too refined looking. He certainly was someone she wouldn't be likely to mingle with all that often unless needed, but doing such a thing here would only make her stick out like a lone tree in the middle of a field, and that was not something she was keen on doing.

"Oh goodness," She said with a small smile, face slightly red from embarrassment. "That was, ahem, not exactly something others were meant to uh, see." Isil gave a sheepish laugh. "Thank you for your concern, friend, just a slight stumble. Just...having a bit of trouble moving in. I didn't realize the rooms were so small. I seem to maybe have...over packed a bit and I've got quite a number of things to find." She moved slightly to the side, letting the dwarf see into her room and the rather disorganized mess that consisted of her belongings.

"I fear I will be here for most of the rest of the day trying to organize everything. I don't even know how I'm supposed to study in such a small space!" Her shoulders slumped slightly, before realizing she hadn't introduced herself to the dwarf. "Ah! How silly of me. I nearly forgot to introduce myself. I am Isilfarrel Mornelis. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Sir. I've just arrived from Thien'lotal not too long ago. If you don't mind me asking, are you a student here?" She questioned. Her tone of voice indicated some disbelief that a dwarf of his age could be a student here, but since he was in the student dorms it was a logical conclusion.

Shattered Fates - A Dark Fantasy, Boss Battling Epic

With any luck I'll be getting a post up tomorrow morning. Apologies for the delaaaay~

Overlord : Advent of the Gods

~Senna~

@Hammerman@13org@BurningDaisies

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Senna inspected the blade with mild interest, making a few motions with it before sighing lightly to herself. She had gotten a few stares from a number of people passing, but thankfully no one seemed to question her too much. Good, she didn't want to stick out so much...at least not yet, anyways. Honestly, she was disappointed in the selection of arms. They were of sub-par quality at best. Either the mark of a poor smith or was it indeed the average quality here? It was very likely the latter, judging from the selection of pieces available. Why, she could probably crush them with her bare hands! Well, might as well then. It would be quite amusing to see everyone's reaction at least.

"So, what'd you think? Fine quality, isn't it?" In response, Senna simply sighed in disappointment.

"Fine quality?" Her voice spoke from under her helmet, surprising the stall owner with the feminine voice she spoke with. "Well...lets compare swords, hmm?" She chuckled, laying the blade across the table. She only gave the merchant a few seconds to ponder her words before she withdrew Bloodlust from its scabbard, letting the shiny silver blade gleam in the bright sunlight. The merchant seemed to widen his eyes at the blade itself, clearly seeing the blade at least for what it was. The silver and gold sword tended to draw a few stares whenever she used it.

She only gave him a moment to admire it before she slammed the sword into the table, making a clean cut right down its center, snapping both the blade and table in half with a single, swift motion.

"Gods, watch it! What do you think you're doing?!"

"Tell whoever made this blade they still have a ways to go, eh darling?" She laughed, sheathing the blade before something else caught her ears.

"Oi, that little rat robbed me blind! Get back 'ere you little weasel! You don't steal from Ole' Gilfrey! I'll make mince meat out of you!"

A thief? Now, thieving was bad, wasn't it? Well, maybe she'd at least take a look and see what was happening. Without even paying for the blade or other damages, the demon sauntered off at a quick pace. She could at least easily keep up with both the boy and the guards without much of a problem. She would only watch for now, maybe intervene if things got interesting. Whichever struck her fancy at the moment. So she vaulted over a few stalls herself, swiftly moving through the crowd with superior agility and athletics.

After a bit of travel, she ended up on the roof of the alleyway that the boy had ducked into - surprised to see Selena there. Or should she not be surprised? Eh, either way she'd watch from her perch.

Pokémon: Start

@PlatinumSkink

Ralia's about to get the bugs butt into gear, that's what.

Figured Conkeldurr would just have a chance to do something else before then so I didn't post the result of that.

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 10
Status: Dangerously Tired


Ritz, Ledyba
Level 10
Status: Fainted


Lure, Combee
Level 7
Status: 100% health


Del, Kakuna
Level 8
Status: Fainted

Inventory

5113$
Antidote x1
pokeball x1
Focus Band x1

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Things had went well, too. The large pokemon couldn't figure out how to deal with so many attacks at once. The sudden barrage had at least earned her a momentary upper hand against the stronger pokemon.

"Del-!" Ack, another one down. Claire grimaced, frowning as the massive fighting type jumped into the air and slamming his back into the second floor. Before he even came down, she knew that Del likely couldn't have withstood such a blow. Seeing the bug type fall off of the fighting types back onto the floor only confirmed her suspicions. Damn it. Come on, she could do something here! She wasn't gonna give up so easily! Froakie, Ralia, and Lure were the only ones she had left. She couldn't rely on Lure so much. The bug type was just lazily floating near the center stage.

The only thing she had going for her...was that Conkeldurr was poisoned. That meant this had become a battle of attrition. If she could let the poison do its work, then she could win this. She just couldn't let any of her pokemon get hurt or KO'ed.

"Froakie, dodge it with quick attack! Ralia double team!" Hector might be able to tell where the Ralts was easily enough, but even so - with a large number of clones on the field it could still hopefully prove distracting. "E-eh? Ralia?" It seemed the Ralts may have had other ideas, though. The psychic type teleported, falling right on top of a certain bug that wouldn't be named.

"C-combee?!" Six little eyes turned upwards towards the green pokemon now resting on her head.

"RRrralts!~"

"...Combee."

"E...eh?" Claire simply observed in mild disbelief. Seemed like the two of them were having a conversation about something? Well, she trusted Ralia would know what she was doing, so she turned back to Froakie. "Froakie, just focus on dodging for now boy!"

The Grand Arcanium (An Isolated DnD wizard school rp, new roleplayers welcome)

@Spirit

I always decide what sort of undergarments my characters wear. You don't?

_{What? it's an important character trait! and definitely not just for my own giggles!}