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Fate/numerus clausus (A Great Holy Grail War RP in Scotland!)

@vancexentan Indeed I did. I like to have faith that I'd have time to write; but, of course, nothing is certain. However, I still feel it necessary to at least say I'm around if there is in fact an open - preferably Master - slot (Making Servants is strangely difficult XD)

Fate/numerus clausus (A Great Holy Grail War RP in Scotland!)

If 6/7 is true, I'm still stalking. I already made a character, I was just holding off to see if there was an open space; didn't wanna take a spot away from anyone else.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Wow, I'm impressed. Good job on giving us a subtle warning that everything we know and love is about to be destroyed.

Fate/numerus clausus

So, I'll just say here that I am interested, however from the seems of it this is mostly full, and I'm also going on a two week holiday starting on the 21st. So, just stating the fact that I'll be stalking in the event a space opens up (hopefully a Master, cause that's the character I made XD). Lemme know if one does, and I'll be around. ^~^

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

Theres a short post just for the sake of getting a post out.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

~ Cheers, Love ~

Thalia smiled warmly as she promptly received a reply text from Penny. She sat upright, reading over the message. It wasn't of too much surprise that the stakeout had gone southbound. No Monster wished to come back to their hideout only to find Beacon Bailiff Officers at their door, requesting the prompt evacuation of the premises.

But more than that she was happy. A more malicious smirk had grown in place of her prior smile as she stood from her resting place, stretching as she went so. Oh, how she was glad to have been called upon, summoned to help relieve her boredom. Well, that wasn't why she had been summoned, but it may well have been. The games had been a somewhat welcome relief for a short while, but it was no doubt that the present excursion would assist to that end much greater.

From the rooftop, she walked to the edge, and looked across the city. She wasn't... Exactly sure where she was meant to be going, but that was simply a technically; she'd figure it out eventually. To that end she quickly leapt from the rooftop to the next, landing with a roll before she continued to run.

Whoever the enemy was, they must have been somehow powerful. Penny wouldn't have asked for assistance otherwise. Oh, the fun she would have. Any pretence of going there upon request simply dissolved as Thalia ran, wondering whom her prey would be and the multitudinous ways in which to hunt them.

She hadn't been running for particularly long before she saw it, but she noted it down as her high agility. Off to her right, her Third Eye identified the usage of magic, and she quickly zeroed in on it. The spell, or whatever it was, seemed powerful, and looked to be of a Darkness Specialisation. Even still, it was a ways off.

So, Thalia pulled her phone back out, and as she ran typed out another text.

The Cavalry Cometh!

Thalia

@Shifter_Master

Danganronpa: Tower of Carnage (Finished!)

~ Recovering from the Trial ~

Shaun, too, like some of his fellow Infnites. merely passed by the newcomers, and ignored utterly Davis's attempts to goad the group into anger and some kind of mutiny. He didn't want to be near anyone. Not Mary, the only person he even remotely knew from before their confinement, nor Bliss, who had been thoroughly kind to him, nor Caora, the person he could somewhat consider friend in the scenario.

He, as quickly as he possibly could, exited from the group and made his way along the corridor of the patient's quarters, to the door of his room, where he swiped his handbook, and entered into the bland, generic hospital room decor he had been given. He had barely stopped to think about it since arriving. Thier rooms were supposed to be specialised to their talents, but Shaun's had none of the makings of a room set up for a programmer such as himself. Then again that was to be expected. The Mastermind would have been smart enough not to allow someone like him access to the system, even if it was closed. Davis... Would have been smarter than that...

His gaze drifted over to the beside table, upon which sat his "Advanced HTML" book, a penpot with a small variety of writing writing utensils and a dry eraser, and a DVD case. he picked up the case, looking it over, reading the synopsis, and taking in the cover. This was the DVD meant for the Infinite Model, who had since been rotated out of the game... Monokuma had said that there were countless more Killing Games going on beside theirs... Where was the Infinite Model now? Was she okay? Was she afraid? Was she dead? She wasn't the only... She wasn't the only face and name that they would never see again.

The boy grit his teeth, clutching the case tightly. How many more did they have to lose..? It hadn't even been a fortnight, and already three people were dead, four had been shuffled out to God knew wherever to face whatever fate lay in store, and another had left of his own volition... As he thought, he realised what that sounded like; left of his own volition made it sound like Davis had taken his own life. That outcome Shaun would have been exponentially more greatful for...

He shook his head, placing the DVD back onto the cabinet. He couldn't let himself think like that. Davis... Was a cruel man, but he must have had some reason to do what he did. Or, maybe he didn't. Maybe he just wanted to watch people kill each other. Shaun hadn't the knowledge, the deductive skills, nor the energy, to tell. First the Body Announcement had sounded, then everyone had searched for clues regarding the killer of Mondatta, then they were all forced to participate in the damnable Court, and to finish it off they had to watch as one of their own was executed... Everyone, without exception, must have been exhausted... Shaun was.

So he sat down on his hospital bed, rubbed his eyes, and stifled a yawn. He was done with this day. Laying back, he felt his head touch the pillow, and his mind go quiet, and the warm arms of sleep embaraced him.

~

Shaun stood in the darkness of Axis Mundi, surrounded by the now familiar scenery of the patient's quarters. He was in the corridor, the intersection that led to the hospital, the patient's rooms, the Break Room, and the elevators. The lights had been dimmed considerably, rendering the already ominous surroundings all the more so.

In front of him stood a man. He wore somewhat fancy clothes, though in the darkness they were barely distinguishable, and had his back turned. For some reason, Shaun couldn't help but feel scared. His breathing picked up, reflecting his anxiety, and at that the man finally recognised that he was not alone.

He turned slowly, and dramatically, until he faced straight on to the Infinite Web Designer. In the dark light his face couldn't be made out, but the one thing that was visible were his eyes. Wild eyes, burning gold, illuminated almost, in constrast to the inky shadow that filled the rest of the environment. He clutched something tightly in his hand; a tool of some kind, with a long point extending from the handle his palm enveloped.

Then the smell hit him. The air was filled with a thick, ungodly, metallic stench, which penetrated his nostrils, and worked its way deep into his lungs, and the rest of his body, like tentacles of some eldritch abhorence. Shaun gagged, reeling back slightly from the stink as he tried to stop himself from throwing up.

As first, he tried rationalising it. Maybe someone had left the door to the dump open, and the air conditioning had been turned up. But as he took a step back, recoiling from the dense, overbearing blanket of miasms, his foot landed in something which splashed outwards, onto the floor and onto the back of his trousers. He looked back, but for a second didn't recognise what he was seeing.

Quickly though, his mind figured out what it was. It was a body. A corpse. Spread out from under it was a pool of blood, which had soaked into their clothes and dyed it crimson. They were lying on their front, but at that distance it was easy to tell who exactly was dead in front of him. Only one person in the group wore clothes so old fashioned. The person who had been the kindest to him out of everyone.

There was no mistaking it. It was Bliss. His eyes widened in shock and terror, and he staggered backwards, towards the only other person he had seen. Shaun turned to face him. He went to speak, or shout, or scream, or something, but nothing came out save silence. As he soundlessly screamed, the lights of the quarters lit up.

And Shaun stood, frozen, feeling the blood drain from his face and the energy from his body. He dropped to his knees in disbelief and complete fear, barely recognising what he was seeing.

The floor was an expanse of white and crimson, littered with the corpses of everyone from the game. Cyrus, Krista, Calvin, Caora, Mary... Everyone. They were all dead. And stood in the middle of the sea of bodies was the one man Shaun thought he would never have to see again. Not in person. His clothes were soaked through with blood, and his face was spattered in the life essense of a dozen victims. His expression was blank save his burning eyes, but his mouth seemed to have the beginning telltale signs of an oncoming smile, or at least a smirk. In his hand, painted a similar crimson to the floor of the hospital, was a knife.

It was Davis.

~

The boy awoke with a start, forced bolt upright by the sight of his previous nights rest. In his head, he could hear the morning announcement, but he didn't register the screen. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead as he idly looked around, slowly coming to his senses as he remembered where has was.

He reached up and wiped the sleep from his eyes, taking a second to steady himself before sliding out of bed. He stumbled, still waking up, but eventually walked his way to the bathroom, and to the shower. Shaun didn't exactly want a shower, per se, but... He had to clean himself up, and wake up completely, before he left.

The water was warm, but as he sat in the shower basin he grew cold. Remembering his dream brought on a cold shiver, to which he promptly turned up the heat of the shower, until the water stung his skin as it fell onto his naked form, knees raised so that he could bury his face into them. Even though there was no one around he wanted to encapsulate himself, to seclude himself. A part of him just wanted to remain in his room for the rest of the time, but that would amount to nothing. But, the only other place he could really want to go to was the Aladin's Palace, since it would be peaceful. Though he doubted he could bring himself to go there...

Shaun didn't spend long in the shower. He quickly grew tired of it, and so he exited the thing, and quickly dried himself off. He picked up his clothes from yesterday, and all the other days, and threw them on haphazardly. After all, he had been brought to Axis Mundi because of an accident, and had no real family members to speak of. He had no changes of clothes with him, and so had been relying on cleaning them every one in a while since arriving.

He opened the bedside cabinet, and his eyes fell upon the makeup bag Bliss had given him. At that, Shaun's eyes sunk. Doing his best to ignore it, he pulled the jumper and scarf from underneath it, and threw them on too. He had taken them off before, heeding Bliss's advice about people wanting to see him without being so covered up... But right now, he just wanted to be enclosed, wrapped up... Warm.

From there he opened the door to his room, and stepped out into the corridor, taking a breath as he did so. Cautiously, he looked to see if there was anyone around. Everbody would be waking up by now. He didn't really want to go to the Break Room; there would be too many people. Not to mention, Bliss would be there, and she would tell him off if she saw him wearing his jumper and scarf again after having gone almost a week without it on.

So, quickly, he turned to the right, and started making his way to the Resort, and the Study.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

~ Birb ~

Thalia hadn't gone too far from Penny when the latter went for her phone call, but still ended up getting distracted to the point of losing her friend. Making her way across the rooftops she found some birds, and well... One thing led to another, and she chased them halfway across the city and was now somewhat lost.

Instead of worrying, she lay herself out on a nearby rooftop, taking in the somewhat unfamiliar Penrose surroundings despite having lived in the city for most her life. Phone in hand, she spread out on her stomach, legs and tails swinging in the air, and proceeded to load up one of her many games. The paws made using the device somewhat difficult, but she'd gotten used to it.

The Kitsune was unaware of how much time had actually passed since the two parted ways for the time, but she suddenly found herself thoroughly bored and lonely. Not only was Penny not around, but Thalia couldn't feel the piercing, mischievous gaze of Lothreen beaming down on her from whatever vantage point or hiding place the Goddess had found. It was a strange feeling - not because there was something there, but because there was something missing.

But as luck would have it, her phone buzzed with a text notification! The girl smiled to herself, rolling onto her back to read it. However, she found herself disappointed; it sounded like Penny wouldn't be back for a while. She would offer to go and help... But stakeouts were boring. Thalia had far from enough patience to sit watching a building or whatever for God knew how long.

Awwwwww, kay... Lemme know if you need some help, Foxxy is lonely ;-;

Thalia

With that, she rolled back onto her front, and proceeded to keep playing games, desperately praying she would receive a text back requesting assistance or simply company.

@Shifter_Master

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~ God's Counsel ~

Lothreen found herself gazing across a vast expanse of stars, an entire cosmos in front of her eyes. She had requested counsel with Laat'Alofan earlier in the week, but had only recently found herself free. An issue arose is England, where another of her Champions was stationed, which required immediate attention, and so her meeting had to wait. But, finally, the day had arrived in which she could attend.

With her hands behind her back, the Goddess spun on a dime, taking in more of the breathtaking scenery around her. Rolling fields and forests were more of Lothreen's thing, but she could not deny that Laat'Alofan's domain was truly spectacular.
"You'll have to put me in touch with your interior decorator, Laat." she teased, "They did quite the magnificent job. There's so much space!" she spun around again, gazing at the panoramic view of star systems and constellations.

"I Make Do With What I Can" Laat replied his voice no less booming here in his domain, but all the more manageable for others to deal with. "It Is Simply A Reflection Of My Station, Lady Huntress" He added as he turned away from a cloud of stardust he had been toying with when the other god entered.
"Freedom Hasn't Found Thee At Last I Take?" He asked knowingly as he changed to fit the same size his guest had taken, his domain shifting to fit him as he did.

Lothreen turned back, tilting her head at the Gods question. It took her a second to process what exactly he was asking, but she quickly giggled it away with understanding.
"Yes, my Liege, my duties hath been fulfilled, and I stand ready for thine orders." she joked, adding in a bow, "Honestly Laat, what are you, Shakespeare?" The Goddess stopped herself, taking a moment to ponder, "Actually, I'd bet you're probably the one who burnt down the Globe Theatre, huh? Can't really see you being a fan of plays." she smiled, clearly having fun with her jokes.

"Twas A Mournful Eve That I Set The Flame" Laat replied evenly "Tis A Shame None Have Stepped Forward In This Age To Write Such Tales, All We Are Left With Is the Dregs Of The Past" He said with a wistful sigh before shaking his head banishing the thoughts of what had been lost. "But I Digress, You Stated You Had Want Of An Audience. What Brings You To Seek My Counsel?"

The Goddess sighed as Laat lamented. For a God of destruction, he almost seemed nostalgic for a brief minute. However, she quickly perished the thought, secretly, if only slightly, glad that they were finally moving onto the matters at hand.
"Y'know if I wanted an audience I'd just become a stand-up comedian." she paused, "Actually that's not a half bad idea." she took a couple seconds to imagine what exactly that would look like, before giggling it away.

"No, Laat, this is... More like an interrogation!" she gave him an innocent smile, skipping up to him, "I wanna know what your plans for Bacon are! You can't be having Penny join with them just for the sake of having her there, as nice as it would be you to do something simplistic, so what's your end game?"

Laat snorted softly at Lothreens statement of it being an interrogation but replied none the less "My Plans For The Beacon Have Not Changed, They Have Grown Old, There For They Are To Be Removed. My Champion Is There Because They Approached Me, Who Am I To Refuse Such A Boon?' He asked crossing his arms and tilting his head as he spoke "My Champion Stands To Gain From This Temporary Alliance, Knowledge Of The World, How One Of Her Most Prominent Enemies Works, And Possibly Start The Crack That Brings The Whole Order Crumbling Down. What A Fool one Would Be To Turn Down Such An Offering." He explained sounding almost bored as he did. He had remained true to his station for uncountable ages, did they think he would abandon it now?

"Surely This Is Not Some Great Suprise, But That Begs the Question. Why Do You Seek To Understand My Motives Now?" He asked leaning forward slightly as he did, he couldn't help be feel he was missing something here.

Removed? Well, she shouldn't have been surprised, and for the most part, she wasn't. It was his nature as such a Deity.
"So, you're gonna destroy Bacon?" for a second, she looked somewhat distant, but her expression was quickly filled with a plentiful smile, "Okay! I just thought you might've been doing something else, that's all."

She skipped backwards, spinning 180 degrees, keeping her back to the God. Lothreen sighed, clearly having hoped he wouldn't ask her own motives. It was only natural.
"I'm sure it can't have escaped your attention, Laat." suddenly, the Huntress sounded awfully less Jovial, "Penny and Thalia. They're close, and they're both probably a hairs width away from mental breakdowns in their own right. she turned back to him, "Well, I'm only guessing for Penny. She's got you for a God, who knows whats wrong with her mentally."

"In any case, I just needed some context. Thalia is my best, and frankly favourite Champion." she looked at him with a cold expression, "...and I don't think she can afford to Lose Penny." gradually, she drew closer, staring Laat down with cruel eyes, "That means I care some deal for your Champion. This mission of hers, which, considering how Gods are, she likely lacks knowledge on, is a potentially dangerous one." Lothreen smiled, "And while I'm sure you have the absolute faith that she can defend herself no matter the adversary, if something were to happen that could... Say, I dunno... Endanger either of their mental states beyond their current instability..."

Her smile grew somewhat wider as she faced the God straight on.
"Well... I think we might end up having ourselves a little issue~"

Laat remained impassive as Lothreen softly explained herself, one could have easily assumed he was made out of stone, were it not for the shifting nature of his appearance. So when he spoke it came with out warning "She Is Closer Than That" his words were surprisingly soft "My Champion Is Currently Standing On The Razors Edge, Holding To Her Sanity With Every Ounce Of Will She Doth Possess. So Yes I Have Made Sure To Stay Abreast Of Our Champions And How They Grow Closer By The Hour" He continued his tone growing harsher as he went "Yet, I Can State That They Have Averted Destruction And WIll Continue To Do Such For Some Time. The Gray Lady's Mission Currently Is Solely To Survive, I Have Not Ordered Any Thing Against The Beacon Nor Have I Ordered Any Thing Against My Other Enemies" His tone continued to grow colder and harsher as he spoke and between one heart beat and the next he once again claimed dominance over the sky.

"SO DO NOT ASSUME THAT I CARE NOT FOR MY CHAMPION, HUNTRESS, AND TAKE HEED WHERE IT IS YOU DARE TO THREATEN ME!"

He bellowed his voice shaking the very foundations of his domain, triggering Novae in the distance.
Yet his stance did not waver "Penny Has Suffered Enough By My Own Hand As Is, I Would Not See Her Suffer Unduly. I Can Not Create But I Can Temper What Is Broken And For As Long As She Still Grows I Shall Not Harm Her. Can You Say The Same Of Your Champion Huntress? You Who Are Known For you Deceitful Ways? We Are Both To Blame For Our Champions. Yet You Come To Me As If I Am The Sole Person Responsible For This. Do Not Forget Your Role In This."

Lothreen simply stood in the face of the angered God as he bellowed across the stars. She sighed, and raised her hands in surrender.
"Come now Laat, I would never blame you for my own Champion's Psyche. Far from it, in fact." she shrugged, then backed off a few steps, "In any case, you understand what I'm saying; that's all I came for."

She backed away a few more steps, then turned her back to him.
"And come on, Laat~" she teased, turning her head back towards him, "I have no sense of self-preservation! Me threatening you here is no different from me threatening you anywhere else.~ she turned away, "The suggestion still stands. I don't consider your domain anything special in that regard." to herself, she smiled, and begun her exit of the realm, "I don't think I need to remind you that I'd kill you here just the same as anywhere~"

"You Are Welcome To Try Huntress" Laat hissed as she left the 'doors' to his realm closing with a resounding crash upon her departure. He stood there for a few moments longer before he his shoulders sagged in defeat "Were It Not So Needed..." He muttered to himself before returning back to the dust cloud he had been toying with earlier.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@DarkwolfX37 I am the bone of my clones,
Magic is my body and Oddball is my blood,
I have created over a thousand duplicates,
Not known to Beacon, nor known to Puchuu,
Have withstood pain to create many clones,
Yet, those clones will feel nothing,
So, as I pray...

UNLIMITED MAGICAL GIRLS

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

@DarkwolfX37 From what I've seen, it needs to be on one specific thing, and only really relate to that thing. At least, thats the general idea I got when looking at Oddball with Ari.