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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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For a few moments, Rika was once again taken from her panic to stare blankly at the proceedings. That idiotic man... she was trying to stop him from getting himself sick, not attack him or whatever it is that he thought she was doing. Ugh. Maybe he'd realize how foolish he was being and return of his own volition... For now, the other people seemed more sensible... and given their nature not too shocked by the fact that she had a snake tail instead of legs. Bringing her palm to her face for a moment as he stormed off, she let out a sigh and straightened before deciding to follow the others... At least... at least until she felt the head. And smelled the blood. She was confused about that for a moment, but she could definitely identify the iron tang of blood in the air. She paused for a moment, drawing herself back on her serpentine tail. Why was someone bleeding? Why had it gotten so hot?

... It was the kitsune...? She was... nosebleeding and so hot that Rika could feel it... though it seemed like it was subsiding. What was even happening? Rika couldn't help but be concerned for a moment. Certainly, that girl hadn't seemed to have done anything wrong. Why couldn't it had happened to the person who tried to feed them spoiled meat? Maybe it would jog him to his senses.

"What... happened...?" was all she could ask as she slithered towards them, trying to keep her mind on things other then the drastic change that had been inflicted on her own body. At least moving with the snake tail wasn't difficult, even if she wasn't completely sure how she had so easily taken to it. But it looked like the kitsune girl was sick... This was such a confusing mess right now. "... Well... she... she needs somewhere to rest. If we want to find actually edible food we need to stay away from the rotting corpse and find... some other meat."

She couldn't even think about eating anything plant-based. It made her feel a little ill, though not as bad as the deer carcass had.

@PKMNB0Y@Tokki@Zombehs@WeepingLiberty
"... Yes yes, it's great you made weapons."

Yeah, that was great, though with the wisdom of eating a rotting carcass she couldn't be sure how useful the weapons would possibly be. For the moment, all Rika's panic had dissipated into frustration. How was it that this person hadn't figured out that eating rotten meat was a bad idea? What made him think it was safe to eat a dead deer that smelled like that? Was she supposed to just leave him until he was getting sick all over the place? The... well, she had to be an elf with those ears, there was no way it wasn't the case, seemed to agree rather wholeheartedly. Though, somehow... the idea of eating grass seemed repulsive to her. Rika couldn't understand why, it wasn't like it was great but she wasn't some idiot who would turn up food if they absolutely had no other choice.

Besides, wasn't bread made out of a type of grass? That's what most grains were, wasn't it?

... Why did bread sound so gross to her now? Well... whatever.

"That deer carcass stinks, it's clearly way past being safely edible," Rika continued, folding her arms across her chest. The tip of her tail continued to twitch with her mounting irritation, "Eating something like that is a terrible idea. I'm going to assume none of us our starving, all that would do is give people food poisoning. Then we'd get sick and start losing moisture and whatever we... whatever we..."

Rika looked down at herself. The panic was rising again.

"... Is... i-is this even my body...? I... the human part is... a lot like me... but my legs are..."

@SadCubone
Rubbing her forehead irritably, Rika straightened and blinked a few times. Everyone was looking at her. Well, that wasn't too surprising, given that she was a snake from the thighs down. But that didn't mean some of the other people here didn't seem a bit... weird. Was that a kitsune? And an elf? What was with this place? Why was everyone fantasy creatures?! Why was she a fantasy creature? ... Why were all the guys not fantasy creatures?! She could feel the tip of her tail twitching unconsciously in agitation. Jeez, first she was freaked out and now she was annoyed.. why did everyone else get to keep their legs and the ability to wear underwear!? At least the skirt wasn't short like some kind of perverted fanservice anime character or something. The absurdity of the situation was so great that it was almost impossible to register. It was ridiculous that she was thankful for having decent clothing when she was half snake, and yet she acknowledged that, indeed, that was exactly how she felt.

It seemed like everyone here spoke Japanese, at least. One time she'd tried to help a foreigner with directions and got incredibly fed up with him. No matter how simple she made things seem, including trying to use English, he just didn't seem to get it and got increasingly annoyed at her. It was the last time she offered to help someone like that, and thankfully that didn't seem to be the case here. Small favors, at least. When she was a damn naga.

Now she just had to stay calm and not turn into a wreck when she spoke. She was doing well so far.

"... I'm... I'm Kobayashi Rika," she began, her voice wavering as her nerves rose. She just needed to not flip out. That was all. Don't scream, stay calm, don't-

What the hell was that guy eating?! How didn't she notice that before? Now the awful smell seemed to permeate everything, gah! It was even worse then the time her father had found a dead fox when they were camping, and that had been sitting out there for days! Clapping her hands over her nose, she couldn't help herself.

"What are you doing!?" she cried, shock, annoyance, and disgust forcing out fear, "Why are you eating that?! That's disgusting! You're going to get food poisoning or worse, you idiot!"
I was expecting someone to volunteer, which is why I left it open. ^^;
I'm sorry to hear that.
Okay, the voices were around here, right? This grass was so tall, so tall she could barely find her way through it. But she could hear the sound of the voices. Rika was following the sounds as best she could. Someone was... calling for people to wake up? That's what it sounded like at the very least. What, were they camping or something? Well... they'd... get a weird surprise when she appeared... but she desperately needed help. Especially with the whole 'snake tail for legs thing'. Maybe they couldn't make her a regular human again, but they could probably take her somewhere safe or... whatever. And tell her why she was suddenly in this dress she didn't even own. And maybe why she was half snake. Yeah. It was a small hope, but in her current disoriented and shaky state it was really all she had. Part of her less friendly side arose, considering that these people might be totally useless idiots or something. But Rika decided to judge them when she found them, rather then look upon them as idiots before even meeting them. Now was not the time to treat them in such a manner, she was not at all prepared to fend for herself in the wilderness as a naga.

Seriously, how could this even happen?

Unfortunately for Rika, and one of the people in the grass, it was hard to judge where they were with how thick and tall it all was. Slithering through the grass, Rika suddenly found herself breaking out into an area where it had been smashed down by people. In fact, it was where the people she'd been looking for were! And one of them was right in front of her! ... Very... very close.

Close enough to collide right with their back. Thanks to her new form, Rika did not fall over, but she did knock her head into them.

"Gah!"

She reached up and grabbed her forehead, knocked out of her panic temporarily.
And IC posted.
The sun rises on Tengoku City.

The arena, for that was the only word that aptly described such a structure, had been built remarkably quickly. Two weeks, in two weeks time the arena had gone from foundations to an impressive structure, circular and with seating to accommodate thousands. Even in a city like Tengoku, such a strange occurrence was deeply suspicious. On top of that, no workers had been seen around the arena at any point. Not a single one. Needless to say, countless investigations had been launched into the arena, professional and amateur. And yet nothing had turned up. Nothing out of the ordinary had remotely been discovered about the tournament. There were no strange disappearances of people getting 'too close', no weird events happening in the area(at least no weirder then Tengoku usually was), no nothing. It was, in all respects, a completely legal and totally harmless structure. Well, aside from the fact that it would soon hold ferocious battles for the right to make a wish.

The allure of the wish had drawn many competitors, and the allure of their combat had drawn many spectators. No-one was entirely sure what to expect, but regardless was the fact that they had all came anyway. The competitors were meant to arrive first and be arranged into dueling pairs, but there was already an array of spectators filtering into the arena. It seemed not even the strange girl who managed every stand simultaneously via some strange method was able to hold them back.

Bag in one hand, sheathed katana in the other, Haruko stared as she watched the throngs of people enter the stadium to find seats, or to be paired up for their fights. She took a deep breath. Was this really any place for a normal girl like her? A battle for something as lofty as a wish, among so many people, with so many more watching the fights... Was it somewhere for her? For a few moments, this thought lingered in her mind.

But only for a few. Glancing to the side, Haruko saw her blade in its sheath, and gave a firm nod as her confidence swelled. Yes. This was where she should be. She would win, and stop anyone with any kind of dark intent from gaining a powerful thing like a wish. It didn't matter who she had to fight. She'd be the person she knew she could be, the person who would stop anyone with dark designs for something as lofty as a wish from gaining it. If there was someone truly in need, she'd make the wish for them.

After all, wasn't that sort of thing just what being a hero was all about?
Misaka Mikoto


Mikoto listened for a few moments as Anette explained what was going on. Was everyone having wardrobe trouble today? First Kuroko got a crepe exploded on her, and now this girl she barely met had washing machine issues... it was kind of a weird coincidence, she realized. However, it was quickly dismissed when she heard mention of the gala. Weren't they giving out special edition Gekota scarves there?! It had to be the same one, there wasn't going to be two galas at the same time on the same day, right? No-way that was how it was! However... she couldn't just get excited about something like that in front of the other girl, she couldn't let the other girl know it had anything to do with Gekota... Still, she was going to the gala, and now that it was brought up...

"Oh, I was planning on going to the gala, too, replied Mikoto, expertly hiding the depths of her Gekota-based excitement under a guise of casual conversation. Yes, this would surely work out, there was no way it would ever be discovered!

Saten Ruiko


"... I dunno, I thought you were about ten at the oldest," replied Ruiko with a shrug. She was being honest, now, it wasn't any teasing, or jokes like she made about Uiharu. She really hadn't realized that Beatrice was the same age as she was. To be honest, she still wasn't sure she believed the boastful little girl. Maybe she was trying to claim she was older so they'd take her more seriously? She did seem like she had the kind of ego that would drive her to do that sort of thing.

"Eh? What about the alley, Uiharu?" she asked, glancing back at her friend, "It takes us to our destination much faster then going the long way around!"

With a triumphant grin, she pointed down the alley.
I assumed we were getting magic translation. ^^;
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