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Felix Vulpecula



"Who are you calling subhuman, you arse!" Felix yelled st the proprietor, "I'm as human as the next man!" This turn of phrase wasn't helpful as he was currently next to the Wolf Laguz. Felix ignored sword guy, seeeing as he was being boring and wanted to stop the fight, instead turning to the wolfgirl.

"So, come here often?" he jokingly asked, surreptitiously swapping his tome for something more... flame-boyant. He started laughing like the evil sod that he was.

"Mwah hahaha... behold the power of the Fire Fox... ELFIRE!"

Between the angry mob and the duo came a plume of flame. It was only at this moment he remembered this tavern was soaked in alcohol. Welp, this'll be the fifth tavern he's burnt down, no worries.
Felix Vulpecula



Felix just barely managed to dodge out of the way of the oncoming slash. Ye gods this guy was fast. It was by only their divine intervention (or more the devil's luck) that the guy was slowed by the table he used as cover otherwise he'd have been instantly knocked out of the fight.

"Oh gods, you're a Main Character." the mage said, dodging behind much slower patrons. They made good meat shields. "And are you trying to kill me you arse? You know magi have lower physical abilities than you brutes!"

As punisment for breaking the fourth wall, the Fire Fox tripped on an errant mug and went rolling into another patron, headbutting the guy square in the junk. The youth quickly stood up and started trying to rub that off his head.

"Eww... I touched another guys junk... so gross..."
Felix Vulpecula



Creeeak...
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Creeeeeeeeaaaaaak...
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Creeeeeeeaaaaaaa-

SNAP!!!


Apparently the roof wasn't strong enough for someone to toss and turn on while napping. Honestly, such shoddy workmanship. Felix fell through the ceiling, landing samely on top of a rotund mob character patron of the bar. Hey, and it was just in time for a good old fashioned bar fight. He hadn't been involved in one since that incident at the strip club. In his defence, that dancer hit like a steam train.

Opening his tome of Thunder, he gave a vulpine grin and said:

"So we going by traditional barfighting rules, or is maiming allowed?"

This playful tone was offset by him immediately sending a bolt of lightning at one of the other patrons before leaping behind a table. The mage started cackling maniacly as he began zapping random folks. Gods he loved bars.
@Letter Bee As if a mangy house cat can compete with this fox.
Zane Wulfe



A figure in grey flitted through the school, using the shadows as cover. Amateurs wore black, probably because of the myths about ninjas, but in truth black drew attention, like a weight on a sheet. Grey was dull, which meant people overlooked it. There were two reason why Zane was dressed in this attire. Firstly, he was avoiding La'Tavia, preferably until graduation, but he'd settle for a week or so. The second reason was because he was going to set up a prank for the Void Magi.

In the classroom that would house their lesson, Zane began to inscribe a massive array onto the floor. The door had a Notice-Me-Not ward attached so no one would think to enter until he was done. The array on the floor was designed to force anyone with Void Magic to act hyper happy and cheerful whenever they were wearing black. Honestly there was no real reason for him to do this other than the fact it might catch Freya. Also having all Void magi act like Melody is a really hilarious image.
Felix Vulpeculas - Dawn, Miricia



On the roof of the Dancing Dragon, a certain redhead was curled up like a cat, snoozing away the day with dreams of gold and jewels. Really there was nothing better on a sunny day than a seista under the warm rays. He remained only half asleep, as some idiots thought he was a Laguz for a reason he couldn't quite see. The bastards threw a rock at him once, and he gave them some burns. Fair's fair.

The other reason he wasn't fully asleep was because the pub below him was a goldmine of information waiting to be tapped. Sure 90% of it was dragon dung, but he had hit a dead end with his search for loot and figured it couldn't hurt. Hmm... a new voice, well technically two but the other guy wasn't interesting. Seemed like a background character if anything.

Yawning, he stretched out. Was he about to go down and introduce himself, possibly signing up for a quest of earth shattering proportions? No, he was just scooting around so he was evenly baked by the sun. Anyway, the prick of an owner banned him. Honestly, it was only a minor fire, nobody even died.

Seems like a fun time, I want in.


Felix had changed again, this time into a red hakama and kosode, tied with an orange shitagi. Over this he also wore an orange haori with a red flame pattern. On his back was the kanji for the word Fire in gold.

"Shishishi... welcome to Renovation's Might minion. The most advanced gummi ship in our fleet. We get five dimensional jumps to the gallon, and run off of friendship and rainbows and an experimental quantum fusion core. You are currently in the med bay after fainting like a pansy. Don't worry though our leader is a total wuss too so you should get on fine. I have the amusing job of training you lot in magic, seeing as our glorious leader will handle boring stuff like keyblade wielding. You ready to learn my young minion? Sorry old man, you are a bit too old to learn anything useful from me. Better off asking the boss about reinforcing your body. Anywho..."

Pulling out his pistol, Felix gave a predatory grin.

"The first lesson is shielding. Draw on your mana to create a barrier between you and me... if you can't, prepare for some stinging. Cura Thunder!"

From his pistol came a shot of green lightning. A great hybrid spell for training as it provided instant pain without damaging the opponent. Plus it was a decent defibrillator. He loved his magic paintball gun.

@Nerevarine@ShadowVentus
"Sorry to be a bother, old chap." Zane apologised, with a British twang to his accent, "But I have to rescue this damsel, otherwise the league of knights will revoke my membership. En guarde, tu bâtard!" As Zane finished speaking, Fenrir appeared in his hand pointing at the Black Coat.

He probably couldn't win this. His power was hindered by N Ma's power, the two locked in conflict, but he could probably make him retreat if he played smart. Damn.


It was a known fact that in a battle between keyblade weilders, the one with the stronger heart will win. This does not take into account skill with a blade. Shooting forward, Zane performed a feint before striking at his opponent's ribs.

Young Leo stepped back while holding out his Keyblade to parry both feint and strike; he was no slouch at swordfighting. As he cast a wider "Cone of Silence!", the younger incarnation of the Keyblade Master struck a series of fast whip-like blows at Zane's shoulders and head.

"Huh, so you are actually competent with a blade." Zane remarked, blocking the strikes with his lightning shield, "I guess I'll have to kick things up a notch."

The shield dissipated, as lightning began arcing through his armor. He was thankful he had a full helm, as the incompatible elements interacted. Suddenly he vanished only to strike from Leo's blind spot with a powerful two handed swing of his keyblade.

"Lightning strikes faster than sound, and thus creates the thunder." he grinned behind his mask as the shockwave from his high speed movement hit on Leo's other side, "Do try to keep up." he added, vanishing again.

"Reflaga!" was all Young Leo said as Zane struck him, erecting a green barrier that most probably returned the damage that the would-be hero was going to dish out as a burst of white light. Knowing that this tactic won't work twice, the Keyblader pointed to Morgan's unconcious body and said, "Zero Graviga!", causing it to float up to the rooftops. Then Young Leo followed by running up the alleyway's walls in order to meet Zane on the more open ground of the city's slate roofs.

"You know, it feels like I'm having to carry the conversation here. Don't you have some kind of monologue or evil plot to reveal."

That reflected attack had stung, Zane's left arm was numb from the impact. His opponent was trying to use more open area to fight, probably a mistake on the kid's part as it gave him more room to accelerate. Dismissing his keyblade he decided to play Railgun, Blagel's least favorite game. Leo was soon assaulted by tiles and stones being launched from him at many angles at near mach one.

"You're not giving me time!" Young Leo said as he silently cast another Reflaga, which hurled the tiles and stones back at Zane... And a few innocent onlookers. "As for my plan, well, let's just say I'm completing a set of Thirteen Seekers. And I'm not revealing any more."

He then counterattacked Zane with a series of sharp and fast cuts aimed at his midsection, before saying, "Spamming Reflect and its upgrades really is a practical strategy, isn't it?"

Zane dodged the strikes with relative ease, but the strain was starting to affect him. He didn't trust himself to talk further and focused on the fight. Dodging inside Leo's guard, he gave a sharp palm strike to the boy's wrist to dislocate it. Admittedly he might have broken it, he was used to fighting Infershia in hand-to-hand and they were much sturdier than humans.

Young Leo slid backwards on an invisible platform in order to avoid the palm strike, giving a 'tch' of exasperation. "It seems that you've demonstrated yourself as worthy... Worthy to replace Gigyas!"

Floating further up, casting a quick "Protectga" to shield himself from attacks, Young Leo gathered a ball of dark energy at the tip of his Keyblade, and sent forth a thick beam of darkness at Zane. And as said beam went out, the young man finally explained something useful.

"This attack is named Heartbreaker! Specially designed to weaken one's Heart for possession, even the most resilient psyches will fall before its might!"

The beam impacted on Zane... and bounced off him. The armored warrior looked confused, then started to laugh.

"Oh you were trying to use Dark magic against me." he remarked, "Sorry, my armour seems to have an immunity to that element."

Taking advantage of the dumbfounded Leo, he summoned his keyblade and performed the combo Ragnarock on him, before kicking him towards the ground.

Young Leo took the hits, before rising up, battered and bruised. Grinning, he merely says, "Potential replacement, confirmed." Pointing his Keyblade at Zane once more, he then shouts, "Glacier!"

And a gigantic river of ice was hurled at the would-be hero.

At the same time, four Air Soldier Heartless would try and carry off Morgan's body to the Realm of Darkness...

"Huh, I wonder if Snogel's-" Zane's musing was cut off as he was buried in the ice. His strength was fading, the timer on his power use was running out, and the girl was in danger. He had landed barely five feet from her. Damn it, he wouldn't let it end like this. He reached for the power that kept returning him to darkness and pulled. With a cracking sound, a large but unstable corridor appeared below Zane and the girl, and they were sucked into the realm between worlds.

Young Leo glared at them as they were whisked away, then turned to leave through his own Corridor of Darkness. He will have them next time...

@ShadowVentus
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