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3 yrs ago
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.
3 yrs ago
At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
3 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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4 yrs ago
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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Hmm, okay, I know I want to post for Miyu. I can't decide if I should wait or not with Mimori, for someone else to post going to my pick for the job or something.
I'll be heading there too.
Yukimura Fujiko and Yukimura Kirika, Reunited


Fujiko, eventually, stopped hugging her younger sister and straightened. As she did, she grasped the much smaller girl's(Kirika was a bit short for her age even in real life, and she had mostly copied herself into the game beyond giving herself animal ears and white hair) arm and pulled her in a little closer. Like hell was she going to let her get anywhere remotely distant now that they were together in this place. Fujiko had no idea if, for example, healing still worked as it did before... this, so if Kirika got hurt... Well, she'd just have to keep her from getting hurt, wouldn't she? It was a big sister's duty.

The girl who had helped before explained her concerns in both English and Japanese. Fujiko could certainly piece together the first part, but Kirika was baffled until she got to the Japanese explanation instead. For a few moments, Fujiko thought it over. It didn't seem like they were very close to, well, anywhere. They'd run out here in a hurry... The huge guy in armor seemed to have some kind of idea. Fujiko could piece that much together.

"... Whatever, I guess I need some place to sleep too," she said. Kirika definitely did. That fairy girl, well, even with limited English you could tell something was weird with how she acted.

"Um..." Kirika began, rubbing the back of her head, "... What's everyone saying?"
Urrgh, I'm still stuck on this. I just can't think of anything big for Torako to do aside from eating more.
Ando Asami, Closer to the Origin?


Asami had no choice but to size up the newcomer as well. Right now, there was no real way of determining if she was a mage as well or not. And, of course, withholding her identity would seem strange, wouldn't it? The redheaded mage with the incredibly long hair straightened in her seat. This had gone from a quick dinner before things got serious to, well... things getting serious. In the end, she decided introducing herself was really her best option here. Obviously the first mage knew her, and it's not like she could mistake someone with those injuries for anyone else, even if she didn't fully know the extent and nature of her abilities. Beyond them being quite impressive, at least.

"Ando Asami," she introduced herself, with a small sigh, before smiling, "I can't say I really expected to have company for dinner. The ramen just smelled fantastic here, and I heard it was good, so I had to try it."

Asami knew, at least, that no-one would be foolish enough to start a fight in the middle of a ramen shop. It was what would happen after leaving the shop that would be the more difficult part. Asami was confident, but preparation was important and she would be lacking it then.
Oh, right, I need to make a post. Sorry. ^^; Probably tomorrow.
Aya's Apartment


Slowly, Kiko sat up, blinking, before letting out a yawn. It was another behavior programmed to make her more human, of course. She rubbed her eyes again and peered at the girl who had toppled over. Quickly, she got to her feet, still clad in her combat bodysuit, and leaned down. Aya had gotten all soapy and wet when she fell, which wasn't good at all! Sure, Kiko wasn't entirely sure what was going on, still groggy after her nap while she was carried back, but she knew that this was a fellow hero, and that she needed some help. The robot girl reached out and carefully pulled Aya up onto her knees, before stepping back.

One notable fact that the other hero would definitely be aware of is that Kiko felt remarkably fleshy. Her artificial skin was warm like a human's would be, and it felt indistinguishable from human skin insofar as most people could tell. The robot girl smiled sweetly at Aya.

"You don't have to make the ramen," Kiko said, cheerfully, "I'm really good at it, so I can go do it!

Kiko sprang to her feet, making her way right to the kitchen. After her nap, her energy levels were plenty for making ramen. Fighting, not so much.
This isn't what I originally intended, Kiko was meant to just be kind of worn out and flop comically on the ground, then whine about how she can't go home and cook Aya ramen.

... Buuuuut this is funny so making it closer to her checkup date and having her nap for a while works fine too.
Port District to Aya's Apartment


It wasn't precisely a full shutdown, but firing off a powerful cannon like that had, well... it wore Kiko out. On another day, perhaps, it wouldn't have been nearly as big a deal, but today was only a day before her standard checkup and recharge session. She wasn't running on empty, but using an extremely power-consuming weapon had probably not been the most clever of ideas. And so, to explain it in simple terms, the blonde robot girl was out like a light as the other hero varying slapped her around to try and awaken her and then sprayed her with paint right on her face.

And then picked her up. Kiko was thankfully made out of a lightweight alloy, but this didn't mean she wasn't heavier then she looked. Still, probably much more manageable then if she had been made of something else. This still meant that the trip back to Aya's apartment was a somewhat slower one then one might originally think. Kiko did not wake up.

Well, at least not until the pair stepped through the doorway of Aya's apartment.

Kiko's systems, now finished recovering from her decision to fire off such a powerful weapon at low enough power that she had to "nap" for a bit to conserve energy, jolted her main AI awake.

The girl opened one green eye, rubbing it. Even being groggy after sleep was part of her programming.

"Mnnh...?" she blinked several times, "... Wait... this isn't the institute..."
Port District


Kiko only realized that Aya was closer then she thought after she'd fired. But she was certain she wouldn't hit her fellow hero. She had to try and get the best lock she could, and... and she'd make the other hero an extra-big bowl of ramen to make up for scaring her! And indeed, she relaxed as she saw the robot go through an impressive series of explosions before collapsing in a wrecked heap.

"... We did it!" she declared. Kiko had done what she'd intended, helped her fellow hero and take down that giant robot! Now for... oh. He was running away. But... Kiko wanted to try and talk to him again! It seemed like he'd take a lot of convincing, but... surely she could make him see what he was doing wasn't right and there were better ways couldn't she? The heat and whirring inside her cannon lowered considerably, becoming a dull hum before going silent. Her boost unlocked, her targeting readout vanishing from her eyes... And then the exhaustion hit her. Pouring all that power into her cannon had taken a lot out of her.

Slowly, Kiko lowered to the ground, her internal energy cells depleted considerably, though not in a threatening manner at the very least. She still had plenty for regular operation. As her feet touched the ground, her armor shimmered and vanished, leaving her in her bodysuit.

"Uwaaah..."

The robot girl flopped to the ground.
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