The Irish Tree

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Alice was glad that Karin understood...or at least pretended to so that the conversation would end. Brandy would return with plans for a new job, the likes of which had Alice thinking...

She hadn't had lunch.

And a horn...she could use that!

Alice beamed, softly placing a hand on Brandy's shoulder. "Brandy, I know it might look cute, but that horn means its not an ordinary cute and cuddly rabbit. Its basically a monster...also... Alice clenched her hands. "Its got meat! Rabbit meat! Meat for a stew, a pelt for a pillow!

Alice rubbed her hands together, drooling a bit as she added: "And that HORN! I bet I could make some great potion stock with it! Maybe even use it for some medicine!"

Clearing her throat, Alice nodded her head before saying: "Anyways, its being a pest, so we have to get rid of it. If it breeds and has a litter, it'll take them to the client's plants and wipe them out for good! This is bigger than rabbit stew! Its a real quest, Brandy!"

Alice seemed awful excited about getting to eat some real meat. Might have had something to do with the werewolf blood in her body.

She was also immune to pouts. She worked customer service before.

RWBY: Chasing Shadows

Turq Beaufort

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"Tch. As if I'm going to let the rabble spitting at me stop me from proving anything. You're almost sounding concerned there, Sir," Turq would say, smirking a bit at the bit of sentimentality in the old man's words. He didn't really care all that much if Caramelle didn't have a strong reason to be a huntress, or Jet having a simple one. The reason for it didn't matter so long as they were pulling their weight in Turq's eyes. If they failed or passed, that wasn't really his problem as long as he wasn't dragged down with them.

As the junkyard workers began digging through the junk at a rapid pace and the windows grew darker, two thoughts ran through his mind. Or rather, two possibilities.

They'd been here the entire time and he'd gotten a few glances at them. They seemed...ordinary enough. Maybe they were just here for the fight and were getting back to work after seeing the upstart students best their handicapped teacher.

...But then, there was option two. And option two was-

"Something's giving me the distinct feeling the gong hasn't rung yet," Turq said, reaching for his weapon and letting the chain hang, once again holding the handles of his picks. "This because you didn't get any good reasons?" He was under the assumption this was the part where they got jumped to teach them some humility or weed out those without motivation...but Turq wasn't going to start swinging until shots were fired. After all, being smart is one thing, being paranoid was another.

And Turq was very not smart.

Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

The Sorrow of Being Unharmed

There was a long stretch of time wherein Kanata found herself tossing and turning the night after her first real night of being a Pagekeeper. ...She failed. Badly. In fact, she didn't even get to fail, since she showed up so late that she couldn't help anyone. So late that she was just a burden to be rescued, despite not being injured. So late that...

She expected to be yelled at. ...But Scheherazade didn't. In fact, nobody really did.

Being at least on-time for the club meeting, Kanata was panting, having sprinted the entire way to get there from the middle school building. When she heard her name be spoken by Yuzu, she expected a scolding but instead got a warm smile that reminded her that she had friends here. Even if it was largely her first real experience as a Pagekeeper, she felt like...she could trust them. Especially since as it stood, her senpais had way more experience than she had.

When it came time for the mysterious black cat that commanded them spoke, Kanata couldn't help but feel sad for the poor thing. Even if it hadn't filled them in on the existence of the Dark Keepers, Kanata hadn't assumed that evil people could have grimoires in their hearts. After all, stories were things you read to go to faraway places, experience newfound things, and dream things as childishly as you wanted without being reprimanded. The idea that someone could just come and muddy the concept, twist the hearts of people and make them fight with the Pageless was so...

...Horrible, really.

Clenching her fists that were balled on her lap, the youngest girl of the group looked around. Yuri was badly hurt in that last fight, bad enough to need a sling, and Ayaka wasn't looking whole and hearty herself. In fact, both seemed hurt deeply by the lack of information.

The general air of the room was heavy, but a stranger arrived just in time to make the awkward group of high schoolers do something. Kinda.

Seeing as the situation at the door was being handled by Yuri and Yuzu, Kanata would scoot over to Ayaka's corner. Not-so-stealthily, the bunny-powered girl would carry a multi-layered box behind her and stand beside Ayaka. Clearing her throat, Kanata would finally say: "Um...Meru-Senpai...I felt bad about what happened yesterday, so I brought everyone these. Would you like one," she said, revealing her quintuple-level food box, having enough food for each member, as well as Scheherazade.

Each of the bento boxes contained a small assortment of snacks, including miniature fruit salads, macarons, rice balls with various fillings, and melon-bread, all of which begged the question of just how Kanata had either the time or the money to make and bring FIVE of these boxes to school. The box for their feline commander was a tad less-heavy on the sweets, as it instead had sardines over rice, shredded chicken, and an omelet filled with leafy greens for fiber. The sardines and rice were in the shape of a grimoire. Kanata hadn't included actual cat food, since she kind of assumed opening a can of wet find and telling their boss "Bon Appétit" was in bad form.

Kanata froze for a moment, eyes going blank as she asked: "Wait...are...are we even allowed to eat in the library?"

Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

In the fable of the Tortoise and the Hare, the Hare oversleeps and loses to the Tortoise. Right now, our Hare is currently...

"I'M LATE I'M LATE I'M LATE!" the hare-brained heroine Kanata Mizuki shouted as she pedaled her bike as quickly as she could. A bar of chocolate was perched in her teeth, while her eyes hurriedly scanned a map that she was turning around, upside-down, sideways, and even checking if she hadn't folded it out all the way. "Ugghhhh, I hate Geography! Office buildings, office buildings...wait. ...AM I ON THE WRONG SIDE OF TOWN?"

...lost. Very, very lost.

After pedaling to the area, Kanata would be just in time to see the spotlights and tent cover the building, finding herself pushed underneath the tent. Her crimson rabbit ears twitched as she heard Scheherazade mention "Darkkeepers", which...sounded bad. Like, really, really bad. That sounded like some sort of high ranking Pageless she hadn't been told about...and she hadn't even fought a regular Pageless before! For a first day on the job, Kanata sure wished she had something to go off of. She'd only transformed once in private, but now that she was actually running and moving with this enhanced speed, and the bunny ears, it was...a bit much all at once. Her ears twitched as the sounds of fighting kept on clammoring, with what sounded like a fair number of people inside the building, and two on top. Clutching the amulet on her neck that housed her Grimoire, she said: "Uh...hello, Scheherazade , sorry for being late! I...got lost..." she confessed. Then, she heard the sound of arrows being let loose after what sounded like a very romantic speech about saving lives.

Looking indecisive and frankly lost, Kanata would smack her cheeks twice. "Okay, okay, you can do this...you can do this. You're not a normal girl, you're a magical girl. And you're not just any magical girl, you're-" the girl crouched down, legs bent as her muscles did their magically augmented thing. The faint red outline of a rabbit surrounded her, before she exploded off the ground and into the air. "Boundless!" She closed her eyes as she ascended, stomach jumping to her throat as the girl defied every basic fact of her physiology for one massive jump that had her in the spotlights. Like, literally. Seeing she was about to crash into one, the girl drew her hammer and used it as a makeshift hook, using the space between the hammer and handle to swing off the light and onto the tightrope, at which point she froze.

"...Why is there a tightrope?" she asked, now an onlooker for the battle between Robin and the Darkkeeper, who Kanata was currently trying to parse as being a member of their group that she just didn't know the codename of. ...It made her feel really bad, for what its worth.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Steppe Archer gently patted the druid girl, feeling bad for her. ...Well, not especially, since this was common sense but...poor girl. She had more boobs than sense. The walk to the river had a discussion about inter-party relations, and the druid girl denying any chance that Big Red had. ...Idly, Steppe Archer wondered if that meant she was okay with the potential of being romantic with her, or if women mating was something uncommon outside of the steppe. It wasn't exactly common, but it wasn't all that unusual, she supposed. Either way, Steppe Archer didn't exactly go blushing at the thought of either of her companions.

With their bathing completed, Steppe Archer would soon be drying herself off, having managed to catch a few river fish while she was at it and waiting for the others. She figured a bit of dinner was nice as long as it was free, and heartily dug into her grilled fish, organs and all. The best part was the guts! One would be forgiven for mistaking her for a wild animal, with how she brutally mauled her fish and spat out bits of bone after, leaving her fish clean save for its tail-scales and horrified looking head.

Throwing the bones into the fire, the girl would stretch her legs and look towards the sky. ...So many things were different from home, and in so many different ways that it was hard for her to keep track. Would she ever even see her home again? Not that it mattered, so long as that all-brawn idiot was in charge, it was no home of her's. Sitting up again though, she asked: "Do you think people think we're up to something, always coming out here to the river?"

Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

Name: Kanata Mizuki

Age: 14

Appearance:

Civilian

Art by tori on Pixiv.

HENSHIN!

Art by tori on Pixiv.

Description: The moon rabbit hops onto the scene, primed and ready to beat evil back before lunchtime! Or Dinnertime! Or whatever meal comes next, really. This perpetually peckish girl is a foodie at heart, and loves nothing more than sharing good food with good friends after a hard day spent dispensing justice.

Grimoire:
• Title: The Moon Rabbit
• Description: On the moon there sits a rabbit, continually pounding away at soft mochi for the Gods. This grimoire details the daily life of that rabbit, as well as the friends that come to visit it on its home. Some say that the sweets this rabbit created were enough to heal the hearts and bodies of men and Gods alike.

• Abilities:
Now you're a rabbit too!: By using this grimoire, Kanata gains the exaggerated powers of a rabbit. Sensitive ears, faster feet, and higher jumps, all of which make her more mobile than any human on earth.

Moon Hammer: A long pounding kine that resembles one used to pound rice or mochi, only much larger, made of grey stone, and with a glowing ball in the shape of a full moon at the other end of the handle. Upon making contact with an object or person, a ball of mochi will form that will quickly form into a Mochi Rabbit. These Mochi Rabbits are little helpers that resemble snow rabbits and bounce around on the ground. These constructs feel little pain and have the consistency of dough, making them spongy and resistant to physical attacks. Its also difficult to get out of one if you get stuck, but they are mostly harmless on their own, incapable of doing anything save for bouncing around and sticking to objects or people. They can also combine together, becoming one very big, squishy, sticky, harmless being.

Misc: Kanata is an amazing cook, and is often packing snacks for herself and others.

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Grimoiric Heart - A Magical Girl Adventure

Applying for this since I think its still open.

Over the Moon

Name: Kanata Mizuki

Age: 14

Appearance:

Civilian

Art by tori on Pixiv.

HENSHIN!

Art by tori on Pixiv.

Description: The moon rabbit hops onto the scene, primed and ready to beat evil back before lunchtime! Or Dinnertime! Or whatever meal comes next, really. This perpetually peckish girl is a foodie at heart, and loves nothing more than sharing good food with good friends after a hard day spent dispensing justice.

Grimoire:
• Title: The Moon Rabbit
• Description: On the moon there sits a rabbit, continually pounding away at soft mochi for the Gods. This grimoire details the daily life of that rabbit, as well as the friends that come to visit it on its home. Some say that the sweets this rabbit created were enough to heal the hearts and bodies of men and Gods alike.

• Abilities:
Now you're a rabbit too!: By using this grimoire, Kanata gains the exaggerated powers of a rabbit. Sensitive ears, faster feet, and higher jumps, all of which make her more mobile than any human on earth.

Moon Hammer: A long pounding kine that resembles one used to pound rice or mochi, only much larger, made of grey stone, and with a glowing ball in the shape of a full moon at the other end of the handle. Upon making contact with an object or person, a ball of mochi will form that will quickly form into a Mochi Rabbit. These Mochi Rabbits are little helpers that resemble snow rabbits and bounce around on the ground. These constructs feel little pain and have the consistency of dough, making them spongy and resistant to physical attacks. Its also difficult to get out of one if you get stuck, but they are mostly harmless on their own, incapable of doing anything save for bouncing around and sticking to objects or people. They can also combine together, becoming one very big, squishy, sticky, harmless being.

Misc: Kanata is an amazing cook, and is often packing snacks for herself and others.

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Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Alice listened intently to her tanuki friend, and, surprisingly, she found that neither herself nor Brandy were at fault. Wow! The guild must really not want to pay insurance coverage for jobs like these, otherwise the wording of the contracts for jobs wouldn't be so specific! ...Seriously, was the guild run by devils? This sounded devil-y. Either way, they were off the hook!

Practically deflating, Alice would slump onto the desk, Alice would smile with her eyes closed. "PHEW! I was scared there..." she said, resting until she heard the clink of coin on the desk. Her ears perked up, seeing the miniscule coinage on display that would have to be split between the two of them. Alice had to admit, it turned her stomach getting paid such a puny amount but...it was walking a dog. It wasn't like they'd slayed a dragon or anything. Though at the rate Ms. Elmwood was going, Alice was scared she might turn into one...

The sound of hooves and hooters approached, and, turning to meet her partner in menial labor, Alice said: "We just got paid Brandy. Its...not much, but, it was just a small starter job. The next one we'll rake in more cash, and maybe even take on two at once!" Then, Brandy started talking about rescuing some hunk. And waving a flyer around. Well, Alice did like strong men, but an outdated ad for a contest for them wasn't catching her eye.

"A-Anyways, uh...yeah, she's enthusiastic! And...not too bright...kinda...kinda dim, actually...hehe...but, anyways, I don't want to abandon someone who stuck up for me. If it weren't for her, I doubt I'd have had the courage to talk to Ms. Elmwood the way I did after screwing up." Alice clenched her hands, eyes sparkling as she said: "Besides, I can teach her to be smart! I have a degree and all. How hard can it be to teach a Satyr to read?"

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Within the ever-busy-bodied-brain-in-body Levia Vishap resided the ever present desire to do good for those she respects. To be praised by them, work beside them, do her best for them, and to ever strive to be worthy of her father's their love. When Havern's claw descended upon her head, Levia felt time grow to a stand still, almost certain that now, since she'd destroyed everything she'd been asked to, it was her time for permanent firing. Violent permanent firing. But just when she closed her eyes, the talon turned into the warm hand of her guild leader. For what might be the first time in...

Forever. Forever was how long it had been. Forever it has been since she felt such warmth and gratitude. Forever had it been since she was praised so wholeheartedly. Forever would it be that she served this warmth. Tears streamed down Levia as she stood in stunned silence. Were it not for her respect for Faetalis, the guild leader would find herself victim to a dragonic four armed hug and wailing fest. Instead, Levia controlled her self. One of her back arms reached down and picked up the displaced hat that had fallen from the gigantic talon touching it. Adjusting her hat once Faetalis's hand had left her scalp, the chimera before Faetalis would wipe her tears of joy and clench her fists. She had a job to do, to continue to do, and whatever Faetalis could order, Levia would follow.

"Lady Faetalis, thank you for your praise," Levia said, bowing as she took a knee, trying to hide her excitement even as her tail batted one of Tungsten's CSo4 Units out of the room they were in with a happy flick. Standing, the dragoness's eyes were hardened once more, reptilian slits narrowing as she realized the implications of the words "set upon". Life forms. Hostility. Bad guys. The almost too lizard-like brain of Levia only heard that their territory needed defending, and was liable to storm off to meet this threat were that task not assigned to Mae. Draconic. Nesting. Protection. New instincts and new chemical pathways burned within that told her that the guild absolutely must be protected at all costs. Oddly, this involved Levia breaking a pathway.

"Whatever needs to be broken shall be, Lady Faetalis." Levia would clench her fists and pound the larger set together, while adjusting the gloves on her scaled human-like hands. "And, if you ever need the invasion permanently broken, I can melt down whatever Mae leaves, if it comes to that."

"I am SO telling Gammaton that I got praised later! Ooh, I gotta bring her something nice! Maybe if a human's stuck up on the mountain, I can get her a new host. Or a snack. Either way, its thanks to her help that I got praised, so I'll have to work hard to make sure she gets plenty of praise next!" Despite her cool posturing and threatening tone, any could see that Levia was, once again, excited to work, and happy to work.

Gammaton would hear all about it later. Maybe it'd be a Girl's Night. They could invite Mae for snacks!

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Steppe Archer tutted, wagging her finger back and forth. "For girls, being stinky is unbearable. We could just use some herbs to hide the scent for now though," the archer girl said in response to Lizard Fighter's statement. Bathing was common in the mornings and nights at her home, and done in rivers colder than the one in Palisade. At least, Steppe Archer thought it was. Maybe a few too many cold nights traveling and camping meant that she was just getting numb to chilled temperatures.

The nomad girl's eyes focused on the druid girl for a moment, imagining the specific scenario of them bathing an alleyway before a sour look crossed her face. "With how much that drunk the other night kept mentioning your chest, that sounds like a terrible idea. Besides, wasting well-water doesn't sit well with me." At her own stupid, terrible pun of a joke the girl's cheeks inflated like a frog's, as if she was struggling to contain laughter at the most comedic thing ever. Except it was...a pun. That she made. "Heh...anyways, yeah, signing sounds like a good idea. That way we aren't stuck outside the gates if we're back too late."

While their druidic companion wandered over to get her pen on the page, the archer eyed the suspicious Rhea boys with a slight tilt to her head. It was obvious they were looking for something, given the way they weren't staring ahead, or at the ground, but squarely at the belts of passerbys. She had nothing against Rhea at all, it was just...obvious. What was even more obvious was that the nobleman was liable to get his coinpouch nicked if he walked by them. She didn't wish such a fate to fall on any innocent, and was about to walk over and warn him before-

"Three times!"

"Three times!"

"Three times!"

Whatever goodwill the nomad girl had evaporated in that instant, clenching a fist and saying: "Druid, if anyone EVER asks you to bend down while they're still standing, tell me." The girl looked absolutely furious, to the extent that now, she really didn't care if the lechorous noble found himself suddenly missing his coin. With her fury subsided, the girl would place her hands on the druid girl's shoulders, taking a deep breathe, and asking:

"Druid. ...Did...anyone ever explain to you where men's eyes wander? Especially weak-willed ones? Our lizard friend here is strong, and doesn't care a bit about our bodies. But...erm...some men do...and some men may ask you to do things to trick you into getting to see more of your..."

The girl's eyes fell squarely on Druid girl's frankly huge badonkers, before she whispered: "...Breasts."

HOW DID STEPPE ARCHER HAVE MORE COMMON SENSE THAN HER? Steppe Archer grew up in an entirely different nation!