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6 yrs ago
Current I WANT TO PLAY SHIN SAKURA TAISEN
6 yrs ago
Today's the first time in a long time that I've felt empty. Not even sad or tired, just empty. This quarantine is getting to me more than I thought.
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6 yrs ago
@Jessica Bunny: You live in America! College is optional (and expensive) and around you is opportunity. I believe you can make it!
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6 yrs ago
Magical Girl RP, Original World: roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
6 yrs ago
Oh shit, I've been surrounded! The room is ripe with the scent of bitches!
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Name:
Koshitsuji Gisei ("子羊 犠牲" Characters for 'Sacrifice' and 'Lamb' respectively)
Age:
17
Short Bio:
"Oh, the transfer student. He's pretty normal, for the most part. Still, he kinda gives me the creeps, like he's not all there, you know? I heard he came from an orphanage some ways off from here, so you'd think he'd be a target of bullying, but nobody wants to approach him. Oh! Yeah, and I don't know if he's a delinquent or not, but he's really erratic; his grades fluctuate, occasionally he skips classes. I just don't know what to make of him."
- a teacher when questioned about him
Hobbies:
Sleeping, eating, reading (usually manga and/or pornography), observing people, copying people, laughing as the situation demands, teasing.
Dislikes:
Troubled people, bullies, unnecessary 'bravery', shrinking violets, cats, vegetables, sharing food or drinks, backstabbers (of any kind!), depressing people.
Other info:
Eidetic Memory
Insane reaction time (0.088s, average)
Does not have a strong presence. As such, it's entirely possible for him to suddenly disappear without warning. People forget about him and what he was doing easily, and one really has to concentrate in order to find him - especially when he doesn't want to be found.
Unsuspectingly to most people, he's a skilled fighter.



Name:
Koshitsuji Gisei ("子羊 犠牲" Characters for 'Sacrifice' and 'Lamb' respectively)
Age:
17
Short Bio:
"Oh, the transfer student. He's pretty normal, for the most part. Still, he kinda gives me the creeps, like he's not all there, you know? I heard he came from an orphanage some ways off from here, so you'd think he'd be a target of bullying, but nobody wants to approach him. Oh! Yeah, and I don't know if he's a delinquent or not, but he's really erratic; his grades fluctuate, occasionally he skips classes. I just don't know what to make of him."
- a teacher when questioned about him
Hobbies:
Sleeping, eating, reading (usually manga and/or pornography), observing people, copying people, laughing as the situation demands, teasing.
Dislikes:
Troubled people, bullies, unnecessary 'bravery', shrinking violets, cats, vegetables, sharing food or drinks, backstabbers (of any kind!), depressing people.
Other info:
Eidetic Memory
Insane reaction time (0.088s, average)
Does not have a strong presence. As such, it's entirely possible for him to suddenly disappear without warning. People forget about him and what he was doing easily, and one really has to concentrate in order to find him - especially when he doesn't want to be found.
Unsuspectingly to most people, he's a skilled fighter.
Noble Arms. A mysterious power that surfaced during the twilight of World War II - a fact that even today have made many sigh in relief; for the power that Noble Arms lent to its master would have undoubtedly made the already destructive conflict so much more terrible. At present time, institutions have been founded in order to control the rapidly surfacing ability to summon powerful weapons - weapons that could, to the bafflement of scientists today, disregard the laws of physics.

Noble Arms are tools that are innate in the users mind, and summoned by their will into reality. For reasons that still cannot be explained despite years of research, Noble Arms only take the form of weapons from before the First World War, however, despite the antiquity of these forms, the power they bare to the battlefield is unlike anything modern technology has been able to produce.

The ability to manipulate the elements to the users will.

Force that can reduce matter down to atoms in seconds.

The strength to withstand the explosion of a nuclear missile.

All of these powers and more still have surfaced along side Noble Arms, and the ones who bare them, the Arms Masters, are sought after by countries all around the world. Where once the strength of a country was decided by the technological strength of their Army, it is now judge by the power of their Arms Masters.

It is now 2015, and the tradition of Arms Masters has been deeply established in society. There are academy's, school's, and programs dedicated to advancing the abilities of Arms Masters for the sake of their country. Truly, there can be no doubt as to the influence that Arms Masters and Noble Arms holds in today's generation.

Focus now on the Trinidad Noble Arms Academy; based in the Philippines, Trinidad is an international school known for its low standards and high graduation rate. It is a school that produces second-rate and mediocre Arms Masters, with no notable achievements save one: it was the Academy that produced the Hero of 1987, Angelito Jaime who single-handedly ended the war between the ASEAN member nations and China before it had even begun.

Now, though its reputation is tattered and its results unspectacular, Trinidad remains a highly populated Academy, boasting of a population of over 2000 students. This is due in part, to Trinidad's unique scholarship system that allows the lower class, who normally are unable to enroll in an Arms Masters Academy, to enroll. However, this year, things have changed; the director had suddenly passed-away, and another one has taken his place. This Director is driven, determined, and powerful. He has announced that he would be remaking the Academy into a first-rate producer of Arms Masters around the world, and he would take that first step by announcing the schools participation in the Noble Arms Summit - an international tournament for all the elite student Arms Masters. The Director will achieve this goal by all means; even if it means culling down hundreds of incapable students.

What path will you take on the dawn of this sudden revolution?

So yeah, this is an RP inspired by all those battle-school anime types (most notably Rakudai Kishi no Eiyuutan & Gakuen Toshi) and just checking if anyone is interested at all.

Also, not sure if I should make it into a Casual-level or Free-level RP. I guess I'll have you guys decide?

ADDED: Alright, adding it to Casual now.

Noble Arms:
Noble Arms take the form of weaponry that appeared from before World War I; each Noble Arm posses powerful abilities beyond normal human capacity, however can only be used if they are released by their user. Noble Arms exist in a kind of 'hyperspace' that is unique to its user and can be called from there - in essence, an Arms Master is always armed.
Noble Arm have an astonishingly versatile ability pool, from calling down fire, to strengthening the body, etc., and more often than not, possess more than one ability. However, similar to physical activity, using a Noble Arm is draining physically and mentally - extended use of ability is much akin to overexerting yourself on both fronts, and as such, so much more fatal to overdo.

Casual Interest Check
Consider my interest peeked.
Serpica: "TWO big sister(s)!" as in plural.

. . .

Oh my god, Serpica and Pyria are just so adorable. And mandatory 'poor Luca' here.
~Sarai~
Location: Actium


Sarai listened to each of their own explanations. Luca's cause, she could easily understand. A steeped as the culture of their following was in death, it was only natural that tell of a powerful wraith gathering strength in the base of operations of who was easily the most infamous necromancer in history would spur them into action. Still, what truly made her wonder was Pyria. There was just something off about the small, seemingly frail girl that she couldn't put her finger on. That she said she was 'entrusted as a familiar' to an elite mage made Sarai all the more suspicious of her true nature; it could simply be the overactive imaginings of a child, but for Sarai felt that was not the case this time. All the same, she didn't think that they were bad company. Besides, Luca exuded an aura that linked him intricately with death - something that made Sarai itch with curiosity.

"I see. I left for much the same reason. That so many people were dying and there was nothing I could do . . . it felt like such a waste to simply remain at the monastery, not when I could be out there." The truth, though distorted, was still truth, thought Sarai. It was indeed a waste for her to just stay at the monastery, wilting away, and all because of narrow-minded fools who feared her understanding of something taboo. "So here I am. I planned to head straight for Camp Magnus today, but you're right about the storm. I hope you won't mind me accompanying you, at least until the Camp?" While waiting for an answer, she heard Pyria's words and sighed. Perhaps she ought to clear this up. It would be tiresome for her to have to deal with the little girls ire the entire step of the way, if she was to join them.

Clearing her throat in an effort to drown out more of Pyria's comments on her bust - as well as to ignore the fact that she did what she had just did - Sarai, stared up at Pyria with a friendly smile.

"Well Pyria, I see that you're quite taken with Luca. If that's the case, then I'll gladly step away from the him," she said placatingly. Sarai turned to Luca, and for a moment, a playful, mischievous light shone in her eyes, before disappearing.

"Though I must say I'm intrigued by your choice of romantic partners, Luca, and all the more so by your master-servant play."

| Thorn |
Location: Iron Forest


Thorn remained silent as this 'Ramius' spoke. He did not recognize him, but he was sure Thomas had fought alongside him at least once - they would have had to, so long as they both served under Emperor Axis III. While he did not say specifically when he fell, Thorn could guess easily the battle that led to his undeath. It wouldn't be very strange, if that was the case. Many of them fell and came back during the disaster that was the Emperors Folly.

Much to his surprise and delight, their meeting had not devolved into an effort to end each others misery, and they were even having a coherent conversation. As Thorn listened to him, memories from the past threatened to resurface and take over again. Thorn grit his teeth and forced them back down; he did not want to start a fight with Ramius, as he was sure Thomas would, should that man come to the surface of his consciousness. It was the mention of the word 'Hero of Morven' that triggered the sudden fit. Thorn knew of him, of course. He would have to be a fool not to, but more than that, he wondered why Ramius was in search of him. The more Ramius spoke, the more Thorn became certain that he was a man that would seek glory no matter the cost. It did not matter whether he was living or undead, it seemed that the core of a man shone through no matter the circumstance - so what did that say of the other Revenants that they walked among?

Thorn heard him mention a proposition of sorts, and much as Ramius suspected, was about to turn him down immediately. It was not in his nature to ever work alongside undead - even if he was one himself. But what he was proposing . . . it was not something that Thorn opposed. Yes, he would choose his methods and his targets carefully, but in the end, seeking a glorified ending was something he could scarce imagine rebuking Ramius for, even if he did choose to target the living. And ever since talking to Ramius, and idea had begun to form in Thorn's mind. An idea that was so outlandish and ludicrous, Thorn wondered why he had even considered it.

Yet, for the first time in his undeath, he felt a shiver of excitement down his spine. There was merit to his idea, and Ramius aid could prove invaluable to making it a reality.

"I see," he muttered, both to himself, and for Ramius to hear. "Yes, yes, I think that could work, Sir Ramius." For the first time since they had spoken, Thorn's voice had something of emotion in them, and the lights of his eyes behind the helmet he wore grew animated. "Very well. If you can tell me who this second one is, then I will consider offering my assistance. I will not ask you for anything in return yet, but better I know the details of what who you seek."
@FernStone Haha, I'm just glad you remembered x)

Speaking of . . . @Flamelord @Cinderella Man you still game for this?
Does anyone else find it odd that out of Gripus, Lilliana, El, and Bal, that the only healers have the least morals? Cannibal, and a drow who would kill us all? I find that hilarious actually!


So what does that say about Sarai who's practically a deathophile? xD
@Flightless_Soul If that's the case, I voulunteer as tribute! :D
@Flightless_Soul who's playing the hapless victim?

P.S This sounds like an accidental Harem anime in the making :P
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