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3 yrs ago
Current Losing a game of dragon ball the breakers because my dipshit allies wouldn't give me their fucking dragon balls pisses me off. the raider was already nearly dead fml.
3 yrs ago
devaronian is the race you're looking for. They're basically thugs for the hutts for the most part.
3 yrs ago
Man I'd love to be proven wrong so i'll keep trying but still it sucks like the fourth time this has happened for entirely seperate reasons each as dumb as the last.
3 yrs ago
Man I just can't stick with a DND Group. I'm aware I feel pushy at times but I never intend to push anyone into doing anything. I'm just feeling so dejected at this point.
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3 yrs ago
In general I've given up play by post roleplaying. I only check on occasion due to how NO ONE commits to forum posting in my over ten years of experience.
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I'm one of the surviving members from the event known as Guild Fall. I am a big fan of Mobile Suit Gundam and am very specific on what I want in a roleplay. I have completed two roleplays (one is debateable) and have over six years of roleplaying experience dating back to when I was in Middle School.

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"If you truly wish so much to leave Mister Asmar then do so however I will not be held responsible if the summoning fails, or is taken before you do yours. The location of the hideout will be the Polish Church in the center of Movas. Do make sure not to actually try to force your way in. Anderson's friends are already there setting things up for the arrival of the Black Faction. Attempts to make it in before the main group probably won't go well since I already made arrangements for all the masters to be flown there by a private plane." Orson told the middle eastern wizard as he readjusted himself from his outburst. He looked down at the pictures in front of him, and then put his hand on the forest one.

"Too answer the question of Mister Tom I do not know what you intend on doing. I will be leaving that up to you. However i intend to send with you another student of mine. A girl by the name of Monica. She's also specializes in similar fields to the Grey except more on the bounded field side. She should be able to make short work of the bounded fields if given the time to find the location of at least one of the spell's anchors. Aside from that I believe Mister Anderson here should more than be able to locate such things. He's been an executioner of the church for longer than I've been a professional mage. You have the war of attrition on your side make use of it, and use the servants at your disposal to the best of your abilities." Orson stated quickly.

Leon having quietly sat twiddling his thumbs at this point waiting for a chance to interject himself decided it would be best if he spoke up now. "If you have some plans to fight the enemy Miss Hifumi by all means do so. We know precious little about the Grey, or even Black Faction as it is. Even if the others end up disagreeing a plan of action should be made apparent. Summoning servants should be something we do soon but not until we have our act together. If I learned one thing in my life is that actions speak louder than words but dumb, or ill thought actions means you lose. In order to win we have to make sure we take the best opportunity. And Director why aren't you interested in our actions?" questioned Leon as the Director sighed,

"Because as acting Director I will only be shuttling you supplies. I won't be there to actively assist you in combat. As such I believe it be best for all of you to judge among yourselves the best plan of action. It is not something I'd like to admit but I believe that it will be up to your who see first hand the situation to decide the best course of action instead of me acting like a politician, and giving orders from the back line."
When the group arrived back the the ship Adam quietly removed himself from the group. He had little to say on the matter, and whatever the treasure was he had little interest in that too. All in all the day had been a tiring one, and one that he himself had contributed precious little too. He wondered to himself if he shouldn't just walk off the ship right now. After all what did anyone care if the new guy just put himself somewhere where he could lay down. In doing such Adam made his way below deck to find a cot, or a hammock. Wondering if he could maybe drop ship in the next port and go see if he can make his way back to father. He could point him in a better direction.
Alright I'll allow the mystic code. If it were on a more offensively capable mage I would be more hesitant but as it stands Gandr is the only spell capable of real offensive style, and it is a cast from body, not mana.
I appreciate your attempt at stopping the conversation Gritty I'll drop the matter.
Captain Okita looked at the group and when their lack of silence proved a lack of questions he stood up, and scratched his nose. He bowed to the lot of them, and wished them the best of luck on their mission. After he left through a different door than the one they entered it was clear Okita intended to go a different direction. "Form up on me we march." Fujimaru stated as he marched out the door. As the Shinsengumi marched down the darkened streets of Kyoto after exiting the building the men in the streets really consisted of the merchants, and the standard police. The standard police bowed, and the merchant did the same. Shinsengumi were a new sight but their reputation of having strong samurai was well known thanks to their predecessor unit."I will take point who wants to volunteer to watch to make sure no one exits the building alive?" questioned Fujimaru silently grabbing his belt readying himself mentally to take the life of many men tonight. Kyoto may burn a bit if things got out of hand but it would be because it was his fault. Saito, and Okita out skilled him by a life time. He would endeavor not to soil their names.
I'm not trying to make you fear them. Be she views them as paltry mages, or not is her view point. Even simple magics can be trained to be something worth reckoning. In many pieces of media you can see characters who through generations, or years of training take the bare basics to refine something into something special. I'll give you one bit of information out of character that Orson doesn't have. The Grey's magics can influence not just the brain, but the body as well. They can cause insanity, paranoia, permanent loss of memory, and cause the body to react irrationally. A person can try to move their leg and suddenly their tongue muscles are the ones moving. They're not poor mages. Just because they don't fart dragon fire doesn't mean they don't have tactics that suit them. They also have other tricks but I'm not spilling the whole enemy's bag of tricks open before we even gotten out of the office. Orson's actions are in character for a prideful man. And they aren't malicious on my end because I had Anderson publicly get up and gently reprimand both parties then had Orson apologize personally afterward.

I will say that I am becoming very agitated at this point if it wasn't clear enough. You haven't stated a single positive thing about me, or the roleplay in general and from my point of view been acting very antagonistically. I already apologized for my own actions be them intentional, or not towards others in this but so far I've seen nothing but critical comments about my choice in villains, the plot, the servants, and myself. From my point of view all of your comments are making me out to either be incompetent, or downright malicious while you're doing nothing wrong. If someone has a comment about the roleplay I'm willing to listen but just on the basis of this so far apparently you want me to restructure the roleplay's primary antagonists just because you think the characters suck talent wise, or because your character believes them so. This is a roleplay not every single thing needs to be adherent to canon.

However I will warn you I will remove you from the rp if you keep trying to nitpick everything I'm doing. The purpose of my actions are to attempt to either balance, or make a fun roleplay. Not everything needs to make sense within the lore of canon if it works for the aesthetic of a roleplay. If you want me to give the Grey Family more offensive magic so be it. I figured I've already made the apparent danger of enemy caster, and later in the long term Saber clear, and as you've already said yourself the main proponents of combat in the roleplay will be the servants. Save for two of the enemy masters who actually are combatant fighters I don't intend the Grey family to present in direct combat. Their spells can be negated with time, and their actions are all dependent on how we act. Charging headfirst in isn't the best way to fight them. Attrition, and twiddling down their numbers, and space to breath is how best to fight them.
Well its certainly coming across that way to me personally. Orson just had his name, title, and the skill of his men insulted by a girl less than half his age. More over I'm not sure what you're expecting from me at this point in terms of exposition. What Orson said happened, or at least appeared to have happened. You don't need to shuffle through every single thing I say in the OOC, or IC as incompetence.
"The church is involved because we have good belief that the Grey Family are planning to do something that could overthrow the set up we have so to speak. Either they plan to use the grail to become conquering warlords, or they are planning something...more murderous. Patriarch Arnold Grey was known for his ruthless support of mage supremacy. Meaning he sees the everyday man is less than dirt. Besides even all that aside its technically not allowed to have several servants under one army. So he's breaking the rules. But a certain class called: Ruler is supposed to fix that so I'll leave that in their hands." Anderson replied quickly, and simply without malicious tones, or indication that he took offense at the blunt words of Murasaki.

"If you wish to be thrown out of this tower then please insult me one more time Miss Hifumi. I am Lord Director of the Clocktower, and the teacher to the next generation. The Grey Family are capable of more than just 'amateur' tricks. They're capable of molding the human mind incomprehensibly. Paranoia, and tricks of the eye are just the mere tip of the spear. Clearly otherwise Clocktower agents who died to even get us this small information would have stopped them before it came to this point. The Branfords are their own keepers I may not forcibly make them submit to our magics. However from their own statements they apparently may have had their entire memories regarding the girl wiped, not just covered up." Orson said with clear disdain as he slammed his hand down on the desk. "If you continue to be insolent I will overlook even your own considerable skill and have a student replace you. I refuse to tolerate someone who insults the quality of my men, myself, and underestimates the enemy who is clearly playing us for fools. They've been planning this for awhile that much is clear. Otherwise they wouldn't have gone to the lengths they have to hide even how many members of their family are alive."" Orson continued before Anderson stood up, and grasped the man's shoulder.

"Be at peace director. Anger breeds distrust, and miscommunication. Even if she is being a bit forceful you're not helping the situation. Miss Hifumi was it? I apologize for the Director. I may not speak for him but I believe the stress of being put in his situation, combined with the weight of his position has made him short tempered. However you too are being rather rude please reconsider your choice of wording before your anger the Director further. I mean not tell you want to do. This is just my opinion. If we are to be 'The Black Faction' then we need to at least work together." Anderson stated before moving back to sit down. Orson leaned backwards, and breathed in deeply before letting it back out calming himself. "Apologizes for my outburst everyone. I am a prideful man, and I have not slept for a day trying to make sure we got as much ready for the masters as I could."
"Because lass not all of us here are exactly push overs in physical combat." Anderson responded cryptically before Leon could ask him what he meant by that, knowing what little he knew of servants he knew they could bench press cars and the like, Orson looked at the clock on the wall to the side before responding quickly. "Despite Miss Paula's bastardization of the English language, and my personal distaste for her manner of speech I believe we have a suitable amount of masters here. Not all of them as I had planned but it will be enough. It would be for the best if we at least began to state our current situation." Orson stated quickly as he spread out some papers in front of him. Some pictures of a town, and others pictures of a scene in Poland with brutally executed, and mauled Magi with a forest in the background.

"This is a village just somewhere south of Danzig in Poland. Roughly east of the forest that is shown in the picture. It is quite the historical area however it is now near the home to the Grey Family's castle. Using magic they have strategically placed themselves in the center of some fairly substantial leylines, and are using them to channel mana for their servants. We don't know who they're using to fight but there's reports of monsters, and humans alike around the forest. The forest itself is particular because it is unnatural. There is not suppose to be a forest there meaning they bloody used magic to grow it, and hid it with magic from anyone who didn't intend to find it. You know the standard humans flying by everyday in planes, and what have you. Just enough to make sure normal people don't notice our scouts found it easily enough they aren't being that sneaky. Any attempts we have made to get into it have been stopped after the butchery of the mage scouts, and our specialists vanishing without a trace shortly after. The Greys' have no doubt summoned several servants otherwise we wouldn't have reports of the extra class Ruler surfacing somewhere in middle Europe. What they have planned is unknown to us regardless our only choice is to attack it with our own servants. There is a small village we have set up as a 'base' therefore we intend to send you all there." Orson stated professionally going over the details quickly, and as efficiently as he could.

"Illusionist magic is not a thing to take lightly it could be covering darker magic. I assume we have plans to deal with that? It is something that executors like me, and the lad here can take care of but it appears advanced if a whole party got lost in it." Anderson stated as Leon spoke up "I believe that the Director wouldn't send us out there without help. Do you have someone in mind?" Leon questioned the Director who nodded. "It would be a student of mine skilled in all sorts of occult arts including Illusion. A prodigy of sorts in the field of countering such things. She had even unraveled some ancient magics...basic ones but undoubtedly useful ones. I will show her to you later should you agree to the terms I have for you. But for now I will answer any questions about the mission, or the Greys that you may have for me. I will warn you we don't know too much." Orson told him as Leon requested that he give information on the people the Grey Family had working for them like the others had asked before.

"Well young man they have the Branfords who live in the Netherlands. But they renounced the Greys when we denounced them publicly among the society. However Arnold Branford's son is missing...he may be a ally of the Grey Family. I heard he was promised to a daughter in their family." Orson said as Anderson frowned, "Her name?" he said deathly serious as he looked at Director Orson with a cold stare. Orson sighed, "Arnold's family couldn't recall some magic made him forget...undoubtedly the work of the Grey clan...Or at least it is muddled by some sort of curse we will find out eventually." Orson stated as Leon sighed he had hoped for more but what he was given was not as much as he'd like. Leon then spoke out once more wondering how many Grey Family Members were there. "We should have a basis for how many members of their family is left correct? It would be useful to know if they hired anyone if they're just a family group doing this on their own." Leon asked of Orson who frowned painfully as if he had just been punched. "Unfortunately since the Greys sided with the Soviet Union in the Cold War we have little information on how many are left. We know the elder Grey lives, and his son does as well. We're sure of him having one grand daughter but no more information otherwise."
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