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Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

— Candaeln —

She stood aside. Wherever they were going and discussing certainly interested her but Salz decided that it would be more prudent to remain in the main hall. Seeing the other knights made it plain that whatever they had gone to do had not ended well. If a solution had been reached at all. It was only after a long look around she realized that she did not see the one face that she would recognize.

Salz panicked for a moment. His last letter had said that he was on his way back to Candaeln. Had some thing happened to him? Was he hurt on this latest mission?

She calmed down after a few seconds. Maybe he was just outside seeing to his horse or something. He was always a man of action and even at home he was never a person that was content to sit and talk. This thought improved her mood greatly and she went outside to take a look around.

Multiverse Chronicles: A Crossover RP

— Modern Fantasy, School —

This was a strange world for sure, but recently Tamas had come up against everything from those twisted creations of the Kez to living gods. He kept an open mind and took things as they came. Until he was confronted by one of the students. Tamas squared his shoulders and clasped his hands behind his back.

"Not a teacher, no. I'm an investigator from overseas looking into a criminal organization that might be operating in the area. Maybe you've heard something that might be useful to me."

That was pretty good, maybe even something inspector Adamat would have come up with.

_@PaulHaynek

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

— Italian Resturaunt —

"I don't really do much. I read and browse the net but I don't think I have any special skills."

This was easier than she expected. Maybe it was because Kuroe knew The Major and it wasn't at all like talking to a stranger. Maybe it was a good time to get some information.

"Kuroe had a shout out to this new dragon girl on one of her accounts today? Have you heard anything about her?"

It was as good a way to find something out as anything. There was no way she would be as lucky as to actually bump into this new girl or something silly like that.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

@VitaVitaAR@HeroicSociopath what if it were a bet with other students or from his class? Maybe he was seen as letting them down in a group fight.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

@BCTheEntity

Not just that, the character as a whole isn't very interesting. His personality and powers just feel generic.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

The ability seems really cliche. Some others here are but they're simple enough that it's not a big deal but this one is so specific that it just seems really over the top.

Ability aside, the whole point of the school seems to be to train students in using their AEDs. The club is pretty redundant and this makes most of the biography irrelevant. No other character is in any club remotely combat related and instead use their club to expand on their character. It just feels like you're trying too hard to make your character be this quiet, strong, mysterious loner that I doubt any of the others characters would want to interact with. To be honest, the character is just boring.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

— Courtyard —

Tsukada Red glided along the path through the courtyard, looking down at her phone to watch again the final, fleeting moments of yesterdays fight. If it could even be called that. The final blows were too fast for the phones camera to follow, something that was true for whatever other videos that had appeared on social media. Not even his skills could get anything useful out of the footage side from a handful of halfway decent single frames. Obviously a higher quality camera would have to be used in the future.

He kicked off again as his momentum faded, gliding on the path as if it were the most perfect ice. Ren put away the phone and took a sandwich out of his bag. He ate while thinking over the idea of spending some battle pints on a new camera. For a lot of fights lately what he currently had just didn't cut it. Around him people seemed to be coming to the end of theirs meals and one or two began sizing each other up, something that Ren seemed oblivious to.

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

— Hollow Space —

She took in what she could from the exchange, although whatever visual aides that were present wen unappreciated. The she recognized Keita's voice rom nearby.

"I don't really think that we were kidnapped. I'm sure that we can go any thime. And that aside, I doubt that Tsukuyomi ha anything to do with creating Strange Gospel. She's all but asked us to put a stop to it at this point."

Haruko reoriented herself towards where the voice of Tsukuyomi had been coming from.

"So just what do you expect of us and why us?"

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

— Shrine —

He looked around and settled his gaze on Sven. Even the bosuzoku he'd dealt with were more respectful, though they at least knew who he represented. It was doubtful that Sven had any such knowledge.

"I'm Donald O'Rourke and aren't you a little bit old to be so immature? I don't think that such an attidude will help us much."

There were only four people left that hadn't been attached to any group, including the man wh hadn't seemed to have grown up. He didn't know what any of them would bring to this but that they had shown up at all meant that maybe they had potential. He took he description of one of the missing people from Izawa and a charm from the wall.

"Let's try not to fall behind."

He odded to himself and strode into the portal.

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

— ??? —

There was a crashing noise as someone banged into something. Haruko turned away from the counter towards thew commotion to say something.

Suddenly the world disappeared and for a moment the ground dropped out from under her. Gone were the sounds of traffic, the air conditioning in the store and even the wind. All there was was the feeling of people around her and the sensation of movement. Haruko froze, her default reaction in any unexpected situation, with her cane in one hand and the bread in the other.

Then the sensation stopped and people began to speak. The first wasn't one that she recognized but it and the bells struck her as familiar. So she remained quiet, listening and completely lost.