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𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

@Delta44

Great job! I'll help as your co.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Lmpkio

hope that works, sry his little world just got a hell of a lot bigger.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Lmpkio@PaulHaynek@Restalaan@AzureKnight

It was at some point that Ozzy got out between the two of them as others rose to the challenge set by Yang, Nagare, and then this large imposing woman, a lizard woman, one that Ozzy never got the chance to talk with, as well as the fire demon. Things were sort of getting tense, slightly getting defused, and then... and then.

The woman's scowls, roars, her anger and fury made the room itself seem to quake. Ozzy had to step back as the others, stronger ones got their words in but it was the roar, that roar that made the harpy's mind go slightly blank, reaching within his own psyche in order to start looking up things he might have read in his study of monster girl species. Of course you'd read the legends, of course you'd read about dragons and greater demons, of course you'd read about anything that was bigger, more dangerous, worse than all of them. Things that shouldn't exist anymore.

Kaiju, the legendary beasts. Spines that glowed like coral in sunlight and great burning power coming off their form.

The breath caught in his throat, he was awestruck, his mind racing with what is but shouldn't be. There was nothing, no way it could be here. Not something that was dead for so long. The rest of the scene seemed to fade away as Titanica just made things even more threatening. Ozzy was stunned, lost in his own world of raptuous terror.

Indeed, the scene came and went and Ozzy didn't move, didn't speak as Bart and Neil went their seperate ways, Morgan came, it all seemed so secondary as- "She's- Sh- sh- sh- she's-" He finally stuttered some moments afterward. Ozzy feel to his knees, his hands twitching and eyes wide, just so out of it. "N-n-nononono. That can't be right. The Kaiju, they're extinct. Thousands of years, thousands..." He muttered to himself before finally falling backward, fainting, his lips quivering the words repeating, "How- how Kaiju? Can't be? How- here?"

The Past alive! Here and now! Among mortals! It was the discovery of a life time! How is everyone else able to even fathom!?

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@A Lowly Wretch@Veradana@DocRock@Letter Bee@Eisenhorn@PaulHaynek@Chiro

The woman with the mask tapped back.

The small one, no claim but he did notice.

The human err dragon. He knew whisper on the wind. Hes in.

The woman of air. Tinged back. She's in.

The chatty one, not exactly subtle but he spoke to the dragon. Pox wanted to whisper back, but he needed to be discreet. Annoy them when the guards got closer so they would focus on him. Dont piss of the guards. He could take it. He hoped no one else got.

"The guaarrds arre beeing laazyy toodaayy!"

Pox nearly gagged and sputtered as the Luminal, the Death Knight, the Anathema beside him didn't get the hint. He coughed at the sudden outburst of her merriment and glee. And she would not. Shut. Up. Good.

"Hooww woouuld yooouuu descriibe yoouurr ***SNAP*** wiinngs? Fllooffyy? Feeaatherryy? Flloooferry? Feeaatheerlooffy?"

Pox used her words to cover his movements. The ceramic bowl, he used his metal spoon to crack a piece of the bowl, snapping it off, a little shard.

Then things got a little less manageable. Discretion is not the forte of his allies. Its fine, he'd adapt.

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Three others took the opportunity, grabbing at the stragglers of guards. The commotion allowed Pox to stand up, his shackles and shape did not take precedence over the three that had the gall and guts to take the fight, each in turn using magics, gifts, things that Pox wanted to research in time. But it was a start. Three down. It was true, they were all warriors, all here for a reason, cause they all fought. And could fight again.

Six more entered the room. They would split up! Pox couldn't let that happen! One could die, get over run... and it was time to act. The robed masked man jumped onto the table, his robs and feet knocking off bowls of gruel as he ran at the approaching guards, he managed to clear much more distance than his ratty lean frame would suggest, clearing over the head of Selphia as he landed on the stone floor.

Pox felt it, the essence boiling and bubbling over in his lungs. There was essence here, he could breath it, feel it, even in this strange place. He had forgotten the powers of before, mind so muddled with his 'death' and failure, but he could remember this. Appearing before the crowd like a raiton, beak of the crow pointing at them he threw his head back and yelled... the exhale coalesced as a steaming geyser of venomous green gas, spraying at them as if pipe burst. The choking, noxious fumes hurt the eyes, hurt the lungs more. He was hoping to break their charge, get them to panic, disperse. The cloud threatening to cover the portal to the room, keep others out. Thankfully the mess hall was big enough that he couldnt fill the room.

He hoped it was enough, it was for the guard in front. Gasping and sputtering, his defenses lowered, Pox ran forward and attempted to take the ceramic shard and slice at the guard's throat. The only weapon Pox had, but his aim towards the jugular was, disturbingly accurate.

Still, he only realized all too late that it was just the armor and not flesh underneath. Still sharp cuts between plates, maybe it would do something.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@Lmpkio

Now that Paul replied I will soon. Tomorrow in fact.

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Dont do anything rash I still have to post.

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Pox did create his own artifacts but without a proper workshop and access to the magic of his world, he can only do minor works and repairs.

He might remember powers that give him the ability to.

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@A Lowly Wretch

Oh good shes right next to Pox :D

Love it. Hope I can get a post in soon. Tomorrow latest.

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Cant wait to get this party started. ^^ I hope one guard gets up right in Pox's face.

Unheroic: A Second Chance [ENDED]

Ting Ting

Ting Ting

One of the prisoners seemed to have an odd way of eating. It was the strange one. The one in the mask. The one who never showed his face when he was out of his cell. He was quiet, upright, never showing his hand as he stood at the bars of his cell, quietly observing. The guards never gave them a moments rest. He could never reach out.

Ting Ting

He took a sip of his gruel, his mask hoisted up ever so slightly so he could get the spoon underneath. On the way down, he tapped the side of his bowl twice with his spoon, making a soft little town. It would be subtle at first, it would be something overlooked, but more noticeable the more he'd done it.

Ting Ting

He turned his mask, his beak to his left, to his right slightly, then to the guards, whom were not giving them their due attention. It was a different day, and he had observed. He knew some of them among them were stronger than he. He knew some of them had the physique of warriors, or the oddities of people from strange places. He had marveled at the woman of the air. He had reviled at the undead luminal. But they were all prisoners.

All allies. Ting Ting He tipped his beak left, beak right, the lenses of his eyes quietly observing for whom else noticed that they had a moments chance. It would require a surprise, a bit of cooperation, but he couldnt risk speaking out his plan. He just needed everyone aware. He needed everyone to realize that this was a moment to obtain their freedom. A chance to fight back.

Ting Ting

If he was right, they would seize the moment. And Pox, could provide it.