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Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

@Zombiedude101

Massive Multiversal Crossover

Lucina

Lucina looked on the ground. Man, she had a lot of things. She fit all that under her hat?

Lucina glanced back up at Marisa. She looked at Marisa's hat, and suddenly had an idea. "Ma'am, do you mind if I borrow your hat for a little bit?" she asked.

Her intent was to scoop all of the things up using the hat itself as a vacuum cleaner. Certainly this would be easier than hefting each individual item...

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Jeanne Robina

Habeen's smile had returned.

"Um, you do realize that you accidentally hit the dancer girl, right?" Jeanne asked.

"My goal was to make him let go of the dancer. I have achieved that goal," Habeen simply replied.

"Ought you to check on her?"

"Marcus is already on it."

Jeanne nodded awkwardly. "Listen, I'll take care of the brigands downstairs. You help storm the watch tower."

The fact that the watch tower was literally on fire seemed to fly over Habeen's head. "Hey, I ought to help finish the job, eh?" she asked. Especially since I accidentally hit the poor lady, she thought to herself. Shoot.

Jeanne drew her sword and flamboyantly circled it over her head. "Have at you, honorless brigands! Thou thieve but to merely thieve; thy grisly greed shall lead thee to a grim fate by my blade!"

Yeah, she was a show-off.

Jeanne immediately raised her sword and prepared to blitz the bandits. Her blade held upside-down in her right hand, Jeanne charged the bandit in the center and with a swift motion unseam'd him from the nave to the chaps. She gave the man a swift kick in the stomach before bringing her sword around to strike the man next to him, creating a larger opening for Habeen to run through and into the tower. And run she did; the folk magician sped through the opening in the enemy forces that Jeanne and Kuur had created, right into the burning building.

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

@Mr Allen J

It's fine, I don't like being the plot shackles.

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

Injae Park

@Mr Allen J
@Raijinslayer
@Maxx

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Ratchet was quite impressed with Taylor's swift trick with the ice. She seemed a bit snooty, but hey, how bad could someone who stopped a thief in his tracks be?

"Nice moves, pal," Ratchet remarked. "Just don't get too full of yourself, Elsa," Ratchet added with a shrug. Of course, she was being facetious; she made this quite apparent in her tone. She stopped; something in her gut told her that that was a little offensive. "You get FROZEN jokes a lot?" Ratchet asked, her face withering to a slightly-embarrassed half-smile. "I'm Injae, by the way. Though folks call me Ratchet because I'm handy with machines. Despite, you know." She held up her flywheel.

As Aiden walked up and began to talk some serious sh*t to Taylor, Ratchet felt a twinge of distaste. Not because of his reptilian looks and imposing size (standing 3 inches over Ratchet), but because of those spiteful words he spoke to the cryogenic. Ratchet folded her arms and picked at her flywheel, before glancing up to Aiden. "Listen, buddy, I'm not exactly a fan of people flaunting their titles and all that," she said, after letting Meifeng speak, "but this girl's pretty chill (if you don't mind the pun). She just stopped a purse-snatcher (or, rather, gym-bag-snatcher) literally in his tracks, and I'm pretty sure that warrants a bit more than trash talk."

Ratchet leaned over to Taylor. "Um, you might want to split," she suggested in a whisper. "From the way Meifeng's looking at Dragonite here, I can tell that things are going to get pretty ugly."

Ratchet considered telling Jen about her power over kinetic energy as well, although she did seem somewhat reserved about hearing of the powers of others. Especially about Meifeng's water-bending (that's kind of the best way to put it). But Jen had made mention of a group that seemed to be among those that oppressed Meta-humans. "Jen, who exactly are the Pure?" Ratchet asked quietly.

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

@Mr Allen J

Sorry, I've been pretty busy, and work's been a bit slow on my other character sheets.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Jeanne Robina

Oh, boy. It seems that they've taken a hostage.

"Gods, what a dishonorable dastard," Jeanne seethed, as she screeched to a halt upon reaching the rest of the Reclaimers. She sighed and lowered her grip on her blade.

She looked over at her fellow Reclaimers; it seemed that the general consensus was to not let the lady die. What kind of heroic honorable thief would Jeanne be if she let innocent people get nicked by a bandit's blade?

Jeanne tensed her grip once more, having reservations on that thought. What kind of honor comes from cowering in the face of danger like this? Why, the right thing to do would be to swoop in, blade at the ready, and duel this bandit-lord to the death for the life of the innocent woman! Jeanne was nimble enough to deftly avoid this guy's strikes (at least in her mind), and she could probably catch him off-guard as well--

"Habeen, why are you laughing?" Jeanne asked, snapped out of her mini-fantasy by the silent titters of the folk magician. "This is serious. I know dark mages aren't known for their sanity, but isn't this going a bit too far?"

"There isn't a thing to worry about," Habeen said with a smile. "He can press that blade against her neck all he likes."

Jeanne blinked. "Come again?"

"That's right, he can just hold that blade right where he wants it," Habeen continued, her smile unwavering. "I'm not putting my tomes down."

"Habeen. That's suicide! Or--or homicide!" Jeanne sputtered, lowering her blade.

"Maybe it is homicide," Habeen declared. "I don't really care either way."

Jeanne shook her head in shock. "You, my painted pal, are officially insane."

Habeen simply leaned against a wall and smiled at Jeanne. "Maybe I am," she declared, before cracking open a book and thumbing through the pages. "Now, where was I..."

"Habeen, even I know that this isn't the time to be peeking at novels!" Jeanne cried, flustered and appalled at the folk magician's behavior. "You want that poor dancer girl to have her neck sliced open?!"

"Hey, like I said," Habeen continued with a shrug, "he can press that blade against her neck as much as he likes." She made a hand gesture with her palm turned upward.

Suddenly, Habeen made a sharp jerk with her dark fingers, causing a brief flash of white to envelop her wrist. Immediately, a sickly vapor materialized around Malboro's sword wrist, deliberately avoiding the dancer woman, in order to make him drop the blade with minimal harm to the innocent hostage (and maximum harm to the bandit).

"However," Habeen added, her smile fading and her eyes shooting open, revealing a dark glare aimed at Malboro, "I didn't say there wouldn't be consequences to threatening that woman." She clenched her hand, causing the Mire to coalesce.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

I'm still here, just letting you know.

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

Injae Park

@Mr Allen J

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Ratchet had every expectation to lose because she actually sucked at volleyball. (She just played along for the sake of fulfilling the expectation of humankind being a social animal.)

"I gave you fair warning, I did say I'm total ass at this game," Ratchet said, rubbing her head. "Still, getting caught in the jaw with that thing was an all-time low. I didn't know that was possible."

She smirked, then half-facetiously said, "But hey, any time you feel like getting wrecked, 1-v-1 me on the marching band field. I'll play circles around you." At that last statement, the one-armed junior mechanic leaned over with a silly grin.

Jenny offered to get drinks. "Cool," Ratchet said. "How about... lemonade?"

Jen left and Ratchet called after her. "Thanks," she called.

Ratchet stood and twiddled her thumbs. The day was theirs (until Meifeng's mom showed up); they ought to--

"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!"

Ratchet started. God, that girl could scream.

She followed Meifeng to the alley with the vending machine and peeked over her shoulder. She silently watched the conversation take place between Meifeng and Jen took place. "Wait. You're absolutely sure you're OK. Good. You sound like something like bit your arm or something. Or maybe you saw one of those--never mind," Ratchet checked herself. Too soon.

Ratchet stuck a leg out and pointed her good index finger that same way. "I saw a Baja Fresh on the way dashing over here," she suggested. "We could go there, or something..."

Ratchet was still amazed that Jen had gotten out of the situation on Rosalina (the isle, not the character) completely unscathed. She must've been really lucky to not have been shot. Or, of course, really good at not dying from gunshots. The only reason Ratchet didn't FREAKING DIE was that she stayed well away from the death zone (and got really lucky when she did venture in to check on Jen).

Verthaven: A Bloody Paradise [Completed]

MOTHER OF PEARL WE'RE STARTING SHOOT I WAS WORKING ON TWO MORE CHARACTERS