vancexentan

Mobile Suit Gundam - Those Who Correct - Crossover

alright i got off my rear end and ignored my college homework to get the post out. If I need to clarify the first part I will. Paul's brain just broke and will continue to break for the remainder of the battle.

Mobile Suit Gundam - Those Who Correct - Crossover

@Arthanus@Zarkun

"I see you're finally taking this seriously hm? Have at me then!" Harry growled as he prepared for combat he fired his gun blindly in the direction of Sara as the smoke exploded beneath his feet he chuckled. "An outdated tactic for an outdated mobile doll!" Harry Ord proclaimed confidently as he activated his boosters instead of energy they shout out air from them sending the smoke blowing around in all directions around them. "A direct attack I applaud your tenacity!" Harry said with a grin as he charged full force towards Duel Gundam instead of trying to dodge he plowed full force into the machine the forward momentum sending them both careening downwards towards the ground! "I will crush you!" he shouted but suddenly he backed off dodging a few shots from out of nowhere. "Who dares!?" Harry demanded as Puru came over the comms line, "I got you're back but that's all I can do for now Mr. Jack sorry I'll come back after I help Graham out!" Puru said with an apologetic smile on Jack's screen. Her mobile suit backed off from the fight and headed towards the continuing dog fight between Graham, and the enemy gundam.

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Paul's forces were facing stiff competition on his end the turrets as not only were they everywhere but so were the enemy mobile suits. His forces were mostly stationed on the ground as well which made his conflict worse. Plus he was starting to get worried about Graham he could feel his opponent up there giving off some bizarre vibes. "They're pissing me off!" Hiling growled as she blew two turrets up with his GN Rifle, and Mariemaia's men quickly assaulted the enemy formations with heavy gunfire, and missiles. Their armor held up well but they were starting to take casualties. "Hold on for a little longer! We need to take them out! If we don't the others will-" Paul began to order as suddenly an open channel was sent to him. "You know bro you haven't changed at all. Still all offensive, and not a single hint of experimenting with the field huh?" came the voice of someone he remembered. Paul's body went stiff his movements stopped. "Lieutenant you have to move!" Stella said as she grabbed his mobile suit and pulled it into cover behind a destroyed turret. But he wasn't listening to her his mind went blank. "You.....YOU! YOU'RE HERE!? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" Paul demanded as he smacked the pilot seat he sat on. He felt nothing but deep seated loathing, and hate boiling up behind his eyes forming to a breaking point that he hadn't felt in years. George Kyleson spoke to him with a resignated tone, "Yeah kinda figured you'd react like that big guy. Look I'm near the docks near our ship. Come on Lyons I'll take the snake's fangs off. Let's see if Jason can fight without his ace pilot." Kyleson said as he sent his coordinates to Paul however at the same time Jason's face appeared on screen. "Paul what's wrong!? Your vitals are spiking-" Paul shut off the communications link to the Sundown. His mouth twisted in anger as he clenched his teeth. "New orders! Stella on me!" Paul shouted as Stella looked at him confused. "But-" she began as Paul's glared at her like two knives being shoved into something. "ON ME! NOW!" Paul roared at her as she bent back in her seat and slumped a little. "Acknowledged...moving to assist changing mission parameters." she said as Paul launched himself into the air. "Where the hell is he going!?" Hiling grumbled in confusion but she felt she already knew the answer to that. She felt a really bad headache forming that only happened when an innovator like them got really really angry. "Hiling you're in command Paul has cut contact with the Sundown wipe out the enemy forces immediately!" Jason said slightly panicked as Hiling smugly grinned. "Oh boy this should be fun..." she said in delight she finally got to show her savagery. Poor little ZAFT....

Fate/stay Night - War of the Fourteen Magi - High Casual

Oh alright my mistake been trying to run three versions of this roleplay isn't helping me keep up with what's happening in each. Not blaming anyone but myself for that.

@vancexentan

It's been two days since I posted this? Well then...

Fate/stay Night - War of the Fourteen Magi - High Casual

@1Charak2@Shadow DaedalusOh alright my mistake been trying to run three versions of this roleplay isn't helping me keep up with what's happening in each. Not blaming anyone but myself for that.

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@Shadow DaedalusHey shadow you should do something for Charak you haven't posted in a few days. No rush really but I'm sure Charak would appreciate it.

Mobile Suit Gundam - Those Who Correct - Crossover

Alright I'm sorry for not posting sooner but I've just been being lazy. I'll try to get one up tomorrow.

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Edited my post to catch it up to Grey's.

Fate/stay Night - War of the Fourteen Magi - High Casual

@Turboshitter@Grey
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"Making a Geas Scroll isn't something one can do on the fly. Besides I'm not fond of writing down stuff with my blood anymore than I have today." Leon bluntly asserted himself remembering the fact that his fingers still hurt from hours it took the write the one he did already write. "More over I don't have any paper to write it down on." Leon said feeling the need to point out the obvious lack of any writing sources. His scroll was the only thing he had written down. "Writing one's own name down on those accursed scroll would be mind numbingly pointless anyways. It would bind me, and my friend but not the sniper child. So in order to restore this order peacefully call on your fae allies. I'll give you five minutes to make clear of the area before I disperse them. To make it clear though Berserker I order you as your master protect me if they attack me before the time limit is up. Now then...Though I hardly trust the word of a no good brat magus I will put my faith in your heroic spirits. That one next to you isn't yours is he? Then he shouldn't be helping you. That means he's an honorable fool above all else. And the girl wouldn't let herself live this down if she wasn't the one who killed my Berserker now would she? This battle is over but the war isn't per say. So call your familiars quickly. I have a time table to keep, and a Russian Mafia boss to track down after I'm done playing nice with you kids." the below flatly said as he pulled the black keys from the nearby wall and put one of them away keeping one in his hand. "A wise call Albert. I agree with this scenario." Saber said simply as Leon frowned he had hoped Saber wouldn't be the type to need additional support to force an agreement like this to it's natural conclusion. The man next to Albert backed off but didn't lower his gun.

"Come at me when you're ready kid. I'll be in this city until you shitty magi get done with your war. Then I'm going back to saving innocent people from your type of scum." the man said with clear disgust for Albert and Saber whom pulled the slab of wood in his hands back. "On a scale from one to fucked I'd definitely say the situation is heading towards the latter really quickly..." Leon grumbled as he took one last look at the room Berserker was in. He saw Jonathan's blood trickling down the floor into the bottom room.

However as the bounded field of Durandal activated Leon could feel Saber tense up and he had to immediately tell him not to do what he intended to do. "Not yet! Not here! If we do it here this whole thing will go to shit!" Leon begged Saber who despite his shaking hands and fierce desire to actually do something meekly obeyed the will of his master and didn't conjure his formerly holy blade into existence. The man whom had the bomb strapped to his body spit on the floor. "You know nothing of my faith beast. When I had no where else to go I gave myself to god. And I have saved countless lives in my time. In exchange my blood covered hands will never know the touch of our messiahs. That is the simple fate I have accepted. My life for others." the man said flatly. As Berserker laughed heartily at this whole nonsensical situation he gave Berserker a shake of his head but accepted the cup. "Heh...Fine I'll give you that woman. You're at least interesting. But I'm surprised you're not more in awe of my presence. Beowulf 'The Bear of Geatland' is what they call me now of days right? I am the original berserker. It's my duty to teach saplings like you how to be a real warrior. Your lord god is nothing to me but I respect a person for whom it's worth. Even if I have to fight the same stupid blade twice in two days.". Saber, and Leon had also composed their attitudes and accepted the drinks with a nod though Leon's hands where shaking a little. "As I said the bomb will not come off me. I can force Beowulf to attack with a command seal even this barrier cannot hold against their power. Take me at my word if nothing else." the man said flatly as he rejected Berserker's offer of tea. "As for the contract I've said my words I'd rather shoot myself in the foot than to stoop to a level of unfairness such as that." The gunsmen whom had been assisting the enemy master took his tea and turned around and took a sip after moving his mask up slightly. But he turned around again before anyone could see his face. "Fucking bounded fields...this is why I prefer guns." the man grumbled to himself. "Sorry Berserker as it stands...I kind of don't have the supplies." Leon said simply with a shrug.

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Be it GM Fiat or not I had not originally intended for there to be three gunsmen however enemy berserk's master is in a position where he is more like a church version of Kiritsugu minus his special gun and bounded field in place of high tier sacramental magics. As a magus hunter he probably has a few friends who'd help him in this war (Edit) Given the situation and Albert's stubborn nature I had to do something for enemy Berserker's situation. Originally he was supposed to be the one holding the gun to Albert's head in this scenario.

The bombs were planted before the group got there and the reason he took his time to show up was because he evacuated the remaining employees to the best of his ability. If I had just him likely Albert, or more likely Lancelot would've done him in. Had to stack the deck hard. Keep in mind this WILL cause a party wipe if you throw the wrench into the engine. Leon may survive due to his water shield ability (Water pipes in the building depends on if Leon can even manage it in time) if just very very barely. Lancelot will die, berserkers will die, Albert will die. Best way out of this is to take the big guy's advice.

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@Turboshitter@Grey
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"You know this is why we can't have nice things like a good fight...fine master do what you want." growled in resignation Berserker's eyes glared with distaste for his own words as a pair of knives were thrown at the wraiths gutting them with the power of sacramental holy magic. Berserker took this chance to use his own sword. The remaining left sword had been infused with the power of some sort of magic as he swung it an ice elemental power ran through the wraiths dissipating and destroying them. A gun was pressed against the head of Albert from the top floor as he looked over he saw Saber had managed to get a piece of broken wood against the man's throat. However the man's face was covered by a skeleton mask. A cross hung around his neck. He showed no sign of fear that Saber was going to kill him if he so much as moved a finger. On the other floor the door had been kicked down abruptly a man in a black leather jacket strolled across from the bottom floor. He himself has his face covered in a clown mask. "I apologize sir Albert I didn't see him in time." Saber said clearly annoyed by his situation he had left his guard open he hadn't expected a man like Berserker to actually have a plan like this.

"It's over. This fight is over. I hadn't expected to have to use my black keys in a place like this. But I have learned from my job never to underestimate the depravity of magus." the man said with a heavy Austrian accent as he looked at the servant whom apparently was his own. "I told you that we should've just cut the elevator cables. IT would've been much more efficient. I will not let you have your way like this again." the man said with a cold dismissive wave to his servant as he looked up at other Berserker. "You there. It would be wise not to kill me. The moment my heart stops beating this whole building explodes." the man said as he pulled his jacket aside and pulled up his white t-shirt underneath it to reveal a plethora of scars and a trace of a wire going up his body.

"I would hate for all of us to leave this world like this. However I still have much to do in life before I die. As much as Berserker may not like my methods. I intend to get out of here alive. My associate up there is not the only one I have with me. Another one is outside with a sniper rifle loaded with anti-infantry rounds. 50mm Rounds practically anti tank rifle ammunition personally crafted with rune magic capable of piercing most anything. In other words anti-magus rounds capable of piercing magical shields. On my word as a hunter of dead apostles I promise you all this. If you back away from this now we will all walk out of this alive. If you chose not to. We all wind up dead. The explosives are set, and protected by holy sacramental magics on the ground, and bottom floor. This whole place will be an inescapable death trap the second my heart stops beating. So your move." the man said with a cold indifference. He obviously preferred live to death but he simply didn't care about getting out of here alive. "I told you not to do this!" Berserker said with a indignant groan as his wound at his side started to heal up. "I promised you we'd try it your way. A 'honorable fight among true warriors' was how you put it. Out of respect for you, and your power I allowed it. However as I have seen so many times over the magi are a dishonorable lot. As the man just said he cares only about his true power. Nothing more nothing less. A poor excuse for a godless heathen." the man dismissed Berserker's words with no care at all. "I assure you my words of genuine I have no reason to lie I hold all the cards in this situation. Your life, my life, and the life of your friend. I could end us all with a press of a button but I have chosen not to because I am better than you." the man said with a cold dismissal of both Leon, and Albert.

"I'm still here you know...geh....damn that still stings...look Albert. I'm not to fond of death I'd prefer it if we backed off for now. Worse case he picks us off outside with a sniper and walks away. Best case we get blown up inside a fifteen story building and we're definitely dead. So yeah I'm leaving if you want to die that's your choice but I have people I want to go back home to. Besides...after what Berserker did to Jonathan...I've seen enough gore for a life time." Leon said wincing from pain as he tried to recover. "If that is your wish my master than I shall obey. However I would not trust these men myself. How do I know you're not lying to us sir?" Saber demanded of the man from downstairs. "You don't." the man with the gun to Albert's head said with a flatness of a cold hearted killer.