Rune_Alchemist

The Promised Children : Eat, or Be Eaten

St. Peterburgh, Russia
Midnight // JANUARY, 24

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She managed a clean getaway, but this guy. Annoying. She wanted to rip and tear. He was right though. If it had been anything else, it'd already have turned into a delicious soup. What were those things made of? Iridium? Tungsten? Titanium? All of those were used in old world space craft for their durability. Didn't matter, she supposed. In such a situation, the main target should be the one pulling the strings. These puppets weren't something she should waste her time with.

She just needed to find him.

"Keh-heh. Got quite a mouth on ya." She cackled, turning a corner, leaping into the air and using one of her powerful legs to kick off form the wall. "But watch all the eye candy you want! I hope watching your impending death coming is amusing!" Coming to a halt, Eleven inhaled, seemingly pulling in all of the mist around her. It pooled around her, rotating slightly as the Gardna's chased her around the corner.

The thing with Eleven is that while she could handle stealth missions like this, it wasn't what she was most suited too. No matter where she went, if it turned into a firefight, things would always just end up being destroyed on a large scale. Not that she could really help it - even if she restrained herself, some part of some building was going to get destroyed. Fine with her, really. She reveled in such destruction. And on a multi story building, things could get messy quickly.

"Keh-heh. Lets see how smart your puppets are." The mist began moving faster, eating away at the floor beneath her feet, and soon the floor would be far too weakened to support the weight of these things, let alone her. As soon as they rushed towards her, the floor would collapse under them, hopefully sending them to the floor below. If they were smart and tried to avoid it, either way it gave her time to make an escape via the stairs.

Chronicles of a Lost War

~Izel~

@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y

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Izel smirked, seemingly satisfied with her work of making Sylphie a stuttering mess. Despite her arrogant and playful attitude, Sylphie in the end, was just a cute little girl. With a few inviting words and a gentle touch, such cute little things were easy to deal with. It was one of the few enjoyments she had anymore, so watching them melt in her hands was quite the fun thing.

"What's the matter, Sylphie?" Izel giggled. "Thinking of something silly, are we? My my, for someone so confident you're easily turned into a cute little kitten, aren't you? I wonder what sort of playing you were thinking of, Ufu~" With a mischievous giggle, Izel noticed Byron's go ahead. Party time, then. Releasing Sylphie, she gave the girl a playful wink.

"Seems like we're ready now, Sylphie. Thank you for the entertainment~" Sauntering away from the girl, she began walking to the mountain herself.

The Nameless City — Invite Only!

~Suzuka Gozen~

@Crusader Lord@PKMNB0Y

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Just before she could jump back into the fray, the not human guy caught her attention. Well, she had no idea what he was talking about. He didn't explain it very well, but...why not. Might as well see what his plan was. She could mow them down with Daitsuuren either way.

"Why not!~" Suzuka grinned. "Show me what'cha got then, pointy ears. Let's see..." Drawing Daitsurren, the gold sword gleamed with otherworldly power as she held it at a horizontal fashion, spinning it in front of her like some sort of death saw, picking up more and more speed until it was spinning to fast for almost the normal human eye to see. "Like this, huh?"

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 17
Status: 100%


Laurel, Larvitar
Level 10
Status: 100%


Lure, Combee
Level 15
Status: 100%


Zeal, Monferno
Level 15
Status: 100%
Held Item: Focus Band


Chikorita, Pip
Level 13
Status: 100%

Bronzor
Level 15
Status: 100%

Inventory

5,538P
kuo berry - Cures Burns
Antidote x1
Great Ball x3
Super Potion x7
Tiny Mushroom x 1
Revive x2
10 Ultra Balls
Shiny Stone
Amulet Coin
Letter of Recommendation
Escape Rope
Mach Bike
Calcium

Important Items:
Castle Medal
Crystal of Knowledge
Coin Case - 970 Coins
Little Cup Ribbon

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

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"Wah? Dunstan's back in Raremine?" Claire exhaled, frowning as it was revealed Dunstan was not in fact, in the city. Well that just sucked. At least she got a Larvitar out of this, though maybe this stuttery glasses guy could help? "...eerrr, sorry, it's kind of something I wanna discuss with only him." Claire replied, mulling over her options. She couldn't really tell people about meeting Uxie if something shady was going on, but maybe if he could get into contact with professor Dunstan for her and at least let him know she was coming.

"Ralia, where's Raremine at?" Ralia replied by pointing roughly east. She could probably make it there within the day with her trusty new bike, right? Totally. Placing a hand on Connor's shoulder, she gave him a winning smile. "Alright, I'll just scoot my cute butt over there real quick. Let him know a cutie by the name of 'Claire Blackwood' is gonna meet him and she's not taking a no for an answer."

"Rrralll!" Before she could even turn around though, Ralia had teleported on top of Connor's head.

"Girl we're in kinda a hurry here."

Ralia poked Connor's forehead.

"...Fiiiine, fine." Claire sighed, shifting nervously. "...can we talk uh, privately?" Maybe going through his assistant would make things a bit easier to get to talking with Professor Dunstan.

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies@King Cosmos

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"You know, sometimes when someone accuses someone else of doing something, they themselves are the one doing it, miss Kotoki." Ruruka offered the girl a small smile, but didn't get a chance to say much else or even get much of a reply from Harumi. Manaka did something exceedingly unnecessary. She opened a Direct Link beneath them to somewhere without any warning. Ruruka would have thoroughly berated her for it had she not been too busy reeling at the sudden loss of floor beneath her feet. At least she landed on something rather soft and...warm? Kinda felt like it was breathing...her hand lightly squeezed and groped whatever it was she was laying on, totally not having any idea of what she was touching, of course.

Deciding to finally turn her head, she met Harumi's gaze as her hand thoroughly groped her boob in a totally accidentally and non intentional manner. "Hnn...Thanks for breaking my fall you two, and I apologize, Harumi." Despite the apology, her tone of voice was most certainly not apologetic. With that she rolled over off Harumi and was now laying directly on top of Reiko. "I don't believe we've had a moment to properly meet. Ruruka Kozuki, if you can hear me over whatever that horrendous noise out there."

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies

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"Oho, the last person who attempted to 'eat' me, actually found it to be quite pleasant." The only change to Ruruka's expression was a subtle widening of her smirk. Whatever it meant was left up in the air, but judging from the confidence with which she spoke she herself believed whatever it was to be certain.

"Ehe, Ruru-chan's still bad with making friends." Of course they were listening through the Digivice. "Hey hey, lemme talk to her! I can show her just how cute you are!"

"Ahem," Clearing her throat, Ruruka completely ignored her digimon. "Some would say that the governments security isn't even worth writing home about."

"Come on, come oooon, lemme meet 'em, pleeeease! You're really bad at showing concern, lemme do iiiit!"

"I suppose I can't force you, but I was hoping my co-worker wouldn't mind spending a little quality time together, hm?" She took a few steps closer to Harumi so they were now fairly close to each other.

"...Togemooooon! Ruru-chan's ignoring meeeee and totally flubbing her chances with this probably cute girl!"

"Don't hug me you weed-!"

The Promised Children : Eat, or Be Eaten

St. Peterburgh, Russia
Midnight // JANUARY, 24

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For a few minutes, Eleven continued to simply let the place soak in her rot. The room she was in soon filled with the toxic mist, rapidly aging the unprotected room by what looked to be decades. Not that it bothered her, but she could also feel her own cloak and bandages rapidly deteriorating. Mildly annoying, really, but it was fine in the end. Less things getting in her way or slowing her down. A heavy cloak was not made for agile movement.

Using her left had, Eleven drew one of her Iridium blades. Bullets would likely not do to much against those mechanical dolls, but with her strength and agility she should easily be able to handle them now that their armor should be weakening. Slowly, Eleven began exiting the room, mist trailing behind her as she walked calmly out into the hallways. Finding the mechanical toys, she quickly realized a few things - they had apparently spotted the mist and were moving in on her location. Annoyingly, they still seemed to be covering for the other. Even the one in the 'rear' was annoyingly being observed by at least one other.

Worse still, they seemed to still be made out of some corrosion resistant material. Iridium? No, it was still corroding, but at a much slower rate still it seemed.

Eleven growled.

"Fancy little things, aren't they. Tricky little things, keh-heh." Well, that was fine. Fine fine fine FINE. Eleven exhaled, running down the opposite hallway for at least, an attempt at a flanking maneuver. Her biggest ally here would be her own mobility and flexibility. Big targets. Big, predictable targets.

Having enough of skulking about, Eleven made her first move.

Like a feral animal she leaped out of a doorway, the tip of her blade poised to sink into the space between the robots head and neck as her clawed feet gripped its body. A thick, concentrated blast of corrosive mist followed alongside the edge of her blade, sending it deep into the machine's insides while delivering a concentrated blast from her mouth, intending to weaken the armor from within and the outside at the same time. As soon as she delivered the blow, she'd push off with her feet, intending on ducking back out of the room, thickening the mist behind her to cover her retreat in hopes of engaging in guerilla tactics, slowly weakening her opponents before taking them out.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

~Temporary Campsite~

Inventory

Throat Pouch:
- x6 Nothing
Rawhide Backpack
- x5 Nothing
Equipped:
Mana Bone Spear (Average)

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Ash landed next to the now deceased Rat, briefly checking to make sure everyone was alright. Seemed like everyone was fine. Any damage they sustained was minimal, and that was taken care of with her healing magic. Come to think of it...shouldn't she test to see the properties of that as well? She should try to remember doing that from now on, though doing it during a fight was a bit much to ask for in her opinion.

Well, no matter.

"Well, everyone is fine. Wonderful. Someone needs to put out that fire." Glancing over to the rat, she rubbed her claws together before dragging the corpse away from the fire. "If no one minds, I'll start the skinning process. If anyone wants something do tell. I think I can make things well enough now that I've gotten the hang of it." She flourished her spear to emphasize her point. So for now Ash began her dissections, using Material Analysis, Mana Sense, Magic Analysis, an Monster Analysis on the various monster parts she had cut up. While she worked, there was just one more thing she was curious about.

"System, show experience." If anyone wanted a particular part, she'd give it to them or try to make something with it later.

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies

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All of this talk was getting rather boring, honestly. Were these people really that idealistic? Or were they simply giving Manaka a hard time? Silly, either way, wasn't it? They were all hackers, even if they were Certified Ethical, it wasn't like they didn't have their own secrets as the woman herself pointed out. There at least seemed to be a more mildly reasonable person here, though of course, money was always the question, wasn't it?

She'd investigate the new digimon once she had a bit more time.

"Well, this is certainly an interesting proposal." Ruruka airily replied. "I am assuming we will get paid by the job with varying amounts depending on the time and supposed difficulty of it?" Fairly standard stuff, if she were to be honest. Similar to how she ran things in Rashomon, but unlike it her employees got a bonus for doing a job while receiving a steady, if minimum income needed to ensure a decent quality of living, among other things to ensure employee loyalty. Something Manaka seemed to not really be quite the expert in.

"...Harumi, was it?" Ruruka said, turning her gaze towards the shorter girl. It would be a shame to let something potentially interesting die so swiftly. She walked closer to Harumi so she could gauge her reaction a bit better. "Don't be so quick to dismiss. Manaka did say we would be making money, though she didn't exactly specify the amount...but if you are in dire need of money, maybe you should get some better hacking skills? My home is rather spacious and I myself, am rather skilled."

There was definitely what sounded like an insult mixed with what sounded like an offer of some sort.

Hádes: The Lost Colony

Well after failing to come up with any sort of ideas I can okay with and also find fun to play, I think its best I hand in my resignation from the potential people in this RP

You guys have fun~~