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Current I think watching fight scenes can help in general terms with writing combat, since it can give you an idea of flow and choreography.
4 yrs ago
At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
4 yrs ago
I mean, depends on what you're writing, and the tone and theme of what you're writing. Trained armored knights were legitimately monstrous on the battlefield, so looking up how they fought helps.
4 yrs ago
As much as there's a lot of reasons twitter sucks, I genuinely don't want to see it die for the sake of all the artists who now rely on it. Hoping the shithead stops trying to directly administrate.
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roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… If anyone's up for fighting some kaiju, why not try out my new RP, Godzilla: YATAGARUSU?

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Well, you mostly just have to wait until you're matched. There's no real way around that for something like this. ^^;
VV makes her entrance, and Cynthia is confused, frightened, and also thinking this is really awesome.
VV

There!

The brilliant red sliced through the darkness. It knitted and weaved itself into a shape, a perfect circle, layering upon itself and filled with a kaleidoscope of rotating designs and shapes. This alone gave the monster on the balcony pause. A hand reached from the middle of the circle, the air rippling around it as it latched onto the nun's shoulder. VV used this. Her anchor's shoulder... Her Doll Master's shoulder. She pulled herself through, stepping onto the pristine white stone that composed the platform. Well, it sure wouldn't be pristine for long. The Marionette, grinning as he was, about to enjoy a new victim, faltered, stepping away from her.

"Y-you're..." he trailed off, eyes wide in shock as VV straightened, releasing her anchor's shoulder as she stared him down. Heh, it was pretty clear this had been the last thing the monster had expected. She could even see it, not its form, but the coiling shadow within the Marionette. The vile thing that had emerged from beyond to take control of the man before her.

"Oi oi..." VV began, brushing her crimson hair back, one eye open and fixed on the Marionette as she inclined her head to the side. Straightening, she opened both eyes and took a step towards him, "Tch... it's not your lucky day, is it?"

The Marionette was, for a moment, too stunned to do anything. The emergence of a Doll was clearly the last thing he had expected, and that thought brought a smile to VV's lips. Now it was time to seal the deal.

Grabbing her anchor's shoulder, she hauled the nun to her feet, then pushed her back. "I'll handle this, alright?"

---

Cynthia Lee

All Cynthia could do was tremble in terror as the man came closer, and closer, and closer... She shuffled back on her rear, trying to get away and escape from him, but somehow it was just so difficult to do so. Something made her limbs feel like lead, as her heart hammered in her tiny chest and the man raised one cold, clammy hand... and then she appeared. A woman in white, descending from the sky so suddenly, and landing on the horrible man! Cynthia could see how she landed and kicked off of him, and watched him it the ground with a loud crack, the cobblestones fracturing from the impact. For a moment he lay there, quiet, a wound in his back from where the woman's heel had struck him...

And now the woman was offering to help her... to... to play? Adults didn't usually talk like that, but right now Cynthia didn't care. She'd knocked that man down so fast, and he'd been so terrible... The girl had no idea why she was being called Alice, but that was another thing that didn't matter right now. This woman had just saved her life, just like that! Trembling, she raised her hand, her small fingers wrapping around the woman's as she managed to work up a reply.

"Th... th-that was amazing!"

No sooner then she had said that then the man began to rise. The injury in his back had sealed by this point... and there was a twisting darkness within him, though that was not something Cynthia could see. All she could see was the misty breath leaving his mouth, as if it was a cold day... and that his eyes had gone completely white.

And in spite of this terrible change... something told Cynthia that he was afraid. She could see it, his body shaking...

"D... Doll..." the man choked out as he rose. "Something like you... here... you...!"
It was evening in Saulbine. The sun had sank below the horizon, but it still peered above it. The last few moments, or maybe an hour, of clear light lingered for now. But the buildings of the elegant capital of Saulbine, Renton, cast plenty of shadows in the fair city. It was bathed in darkness. While many still went about their business, in recent times... fear had gripped people. There had been a rash of property damage, attacks, and even murders... Rumor had it that there was something far beyond the natural world at work in the city. But others dismissed these rumors, and still went about their business. They were certain it was something that the police could handle, after all.

They were so very, very wrong.

Renton's King Clock, the immense clock tower in the city's center square, ticked away, as the slivers of light slowly began to grow dimmer and dimmer, the sun vanishing over the horizon.

----

It was always so easy. Even when the maids figured out how to bar the doors, Cynthia could always find her way out of the mansion. She'd been cooped up all day, stuck doing her studies or whatever... It was all so boring! Nothing new or exciting happened when she just sat around at home, so the natural choice was to lockpick her way out. And there she was, quickly heading down an alleyway and into the deeper parts of the city. Now the only thing was to decide what to do! Meet one of her friends? that could be fun, but it might also be too obvious... what if the maids guessed that she might do so? No, no, she had to come up with something surprising and unexpected! It was the only choice she could think of now...

... And then her foot caught on something. Cynthia tripped and hit the ground, swiftly rolling over and scooting back to try and see what had happened. She liked this dress, what had she... huh...?

It was an adult. A man, black hair... and he looked weird. Clammy or something, just... there was something not quite right. And he'd tripped her! What a... what a bastard! Cynthia didn't care if that wasn't proper language for a noble lady at the best of times, and she certainly didn't right now. Her dress was a mess and some adult had tripped her, what was he thinking?! She quickly got to her feet.

"What's wrong with you?!" she snapped, pointing at the man.

He inclined his head to the side.

"Well, I just saw some trouble I could cause... a young girl, all alone? I bet no-one would... find the body..."

Cynthia took a step back. Had he said...

"... Wh-what...?"

The man smiled. There was nothing friendly about it. "You heard me."

Cynthia took another step back. Was he... really saying...?

Even as fear began to well up inside her... Cynthia had no idea that she was seconds away from an intervention she never expected.

----

The world... rippled. That was the only way to explain it. Everything rippled around her. She felt weightless... and everything seemed so muted. The world was colorless around her. Blurred, figures seemed not to exist... so this was what Entrance was like...? Whatever. It didn't matter. What mattered was finding her anchor. Her Doll Master. Finding someone who would never say no, someone who wouldn't refuse...

VV saw her.

She knew this was the only option. For her purpose, she was perfect.

And so it began.
@Vesuvius00: Yep, go ahead.
@Vesuvius00: Your Master seems fine, though I'm beginning to think "injured family" is getting a little overdone too. ^^;

Your Doll is much, much better, as well.
My issue isn't that he's from 40k, as you can plainly tell by all the characters I accepted from it.

My problem is more that it seems really hard for him to do anything but fight the other characters. It seems to be his entire thing, that he's angry and attacks anyone not an ally or the Emperor. ^^;
Name: Chie Alberton
Appearance: "I don't have time for you, I'm drawing."
Age: 10
Race: Wildtype
Citizenship: Horizon
Personality: Chie has a personality that greatly contrasts her small, childish body. She has a tendency to be deeply sarcastic towards others if she decides they deserve to be treated with sarcasm, and she often quietly teases others. She enjoys greatly drawing, and has a deep interest in various kinds of media, including the current equivalent of interactive entertainment(whatever the video games of the future are) and various visual mediums, which she pursues whenever she is able to. Chie often draws or writes about these things, though her writing is significantly more childish then her art. In spite of her thick layer of sarcasm, she does still have the personality of a child and is surprisingly easily frightened and quite fond of sweets. She retains an absolute fascination with Cogs, in fact it could be called an outright adoration for the massive machines.
History: Chie's family has been present in Horizon for a long time at this point, her family being composed of two nationalities originally from Earth. Prior to learning about Cogs, she was fascinated with extremely old(and new) media featuring gigantic fighting robots, both realistic and less so, as well as various advents in technology. Her father, a scientist working on the Cogs, made a rather large breach in protocol and brought her along with him, where she learned about the Cogs and swiftly became obsessed. While he was reprimanded for this, he was able to push for Chie to become one of the pilots, specifically for a heavy, long-ranged Cog.
Theme Song: WIP

Cog: Chie calls it "Boom".
Physical Description: "Weapons systems online..."
Tactical role: Heavy Weapons
Evaluation:

  • Cog Score: 10
  • Pilot Skill: 7(Chie is a prodigy who has done far, far too much research into the subject for her age)
  • Mental Fortitude: 4
  • Obedience: 5
Weapon/Equipment/Special Systems List: I'll need to work on this.

  • "Boom" has a basic folding knife stored in one chest panel. The mecha itself is generally unsuited to close-range combat, but it will do in a pinch.
  • "Boom" sports a series of cluster missile launchers, contained all along its upper chest section. These missiles can deal a fairly heavy payload, but shields or thick armor can mitigate the damage.
  • "Boom" has two long-range missile launchers attached to its shoulders, capable of firing highly damaging explosives, more dangerous then the cluster missiles in its chest.
  • Finally, "Boom" can be equipped with a point-laser rifle or a rocket rifle.
  • Basic thrusters.
  • Heavy armor, to make up for fairly light shielding.
Wishlist: This too.

  • Improved thrusters for rapid movement?
  • Incorporating heavy laser systems into the built-in weaponry.
  • Shielding improvements.
Point-laser was just a very accurate laser, basically. ^^; It wasn't exactly planned to be a sniper, just a rifle that fires very accurate beams. The "rocket rifle" was meant to be, well... a rifle that fires rockets, taking advantage of being able to be bigger to fire them more rapidly then a rocket launcher.

I'll move her over to the characters tab.
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