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Multiverse Chronicles: A Crossover RP

Konpaku Youmu

For a moment, Youmu was taken off-guard. Not by her surroundings, but by being referred to with such a familiar honorific. '-chan'!? Her pale cheeks flushed slightly and she quietly shuffled her feet, before taking a deep breath and trying to clear her throat and focus. At the moment, she couldn't exactly say she knew which of their destinations seemed to be particularly useful. Indeed, either one seemed like it might hold the target they were searching for. She really couldn't say either of them sounded like a more logical option.

"Ah... perhaps the village? Maybe they would try and hide out somewhere less populated for now..." she trailed off for a few moments. Was that true? Or would they want to go somewhere more populated and try and recruit support? The half-phantom really didn't know for certain. Still, she had to try something. She was doing this for the sake of Yuyuko-sama, and so she couldn't just let someone else attempt to puzzle out where they should be going.

@PaulHaynek@Hammerman

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Rem

Japan...? No country such as that had ever been discovered back in her home... however, this was another world, so perhaps that was only to be expected. Clutching her ball and chain, the blue-haired girl peered around. Her clothing wasn't appropriate? Rem still felt some reluctance to change her outfit, however. She was a maid, so would it really be appropriate to completely change to a different outfit? Regardless, the girl remained mostly silent. She was not working for these people and she did not know them, so she was truthfully uncertain of what to say. She tried, instead, to remain focused on the duty at hand. The faster she could destroy these rogue agents, the more quickly she could return home to Subaru and her sister.

The strange whirring above, however, did briefly take her attention. What was that...?

@PaulHaynek@TheFake

Multiverse Chronicles: A Crossover RP

... I'm kind of stuck now.

I know what I'm doing with Rem(waiting on @PKMNB0Y to free up Goldibanne) more or less but if I'd know that the fantasy one was a stealth mission I never would have sent Youmu there.

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

"Ah, I thought it sounded good," replied Akane with a nervous laugh. At least it seemed like Katsura-senpai hadn't seen Melody again... what was that fairy thinking!? Weren't they supposed to be secretive? Or was the tiny girl just too enthusiastic to remember something like that? Akane shuffled nervously in her seat, before taking a deep breath and glancing around the room. Come to think of it, there were a lot of people she recognized, even if it was in passing, around. There was the girl she'd run into earlier, another girl in her year... it was funny how so many people had come together like this in the same place, in a way...

Slowly, Akane dragged herself back to the situation at hand. Right, Katsura-senpai hadn't seen her fairy, so everything was fine!

"I haven't, um, but there's a first time for everything, right?" she asked, with another nervous laugh. It was hard not to allow her nerves to get the better of her, but at least Melody seemed to have gotten the message. The fairy had retreated to sit and pout in her bag, which was better then poking her head out at the very least.

@Crimmy

Ignite Heart! A Magical Girl RP

Okays, I'll need to post later today.

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

@Nerevarine: While I'm not usually prone to accepting things very late at night, I'm very awake this time and see no problems with your bio, so accepted.

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

@SaintRice@banjoanjo@Nerevarine@Altasaire@ERode@Dark Lugia

Since the RP started, here's a mention for everyone who hasn't gotten a bio up yet but shown interest in the thread. You have plenty of time to complete your bio, so don't worry!

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

She struck out, again and again. They died, over and over. Every night the died, every night that oily black substance splashed across her body, ran down her legs, and pooled at her feet. Over and over she would be tossed away, over and over she would be thrown across the city. And yet she would keep returning. She'd always return with the light of the moon.

Every single night. She'd been doing it every single night. She couldn't give up. She wouldn't let herself give up. Even if her body broke down and shattered, she would never give up.

This was the reason she existed.

The purpose of her birth.

The only reason she was alive.

Her target stood tall and strong. If she was destroyed here, it would be in attempting to fulfill her purpose.

She would try again tonight.

Just like every other night.

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It was that dream again.

The blue velvet couch. The circular room. The walls were made out of a metallic substance, that also appeared blue. Attached to them were a variety of screens, each of them displaying a different image. They all had one thing in common, though, as the images were each a different angle on the same thing. A dark city, shadowy, and seemingly empty. It had this air of familiarity when looked upon, and yet it also seemed completely alien. The sky was starless, and yet somehow it was no simple black void. Whirls of color seemed to distantly turn in the night sky, like twisting nebulae of purples and blues.

The most noticeable feature on each screen was the enormous tower. Lined with spotlights aimed towards the very top of the structure, it was a dark monolith that stood above all else. It gave off an even more alien situation the a simple view of the city did.

With how strangely absorbing these screens were, it was easy enough to miss that the room was no longer empty.

What appeared to be a little girl dressed in some sort of stylized miko outfit now sat on the couch, the red and white standing out quite clearly against the blue backdrop. The bells in her hair jingled as she rose, suddenly clutching a silver case in one hand as she approached.

She cocked her head to the side, quietly.

"Nothing more then a human consciousness," she commented, with a sigh, raising her suitcase. "... Nevertheless, we'll be meeting soon."

The suitcase fell open.

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It wasn't as if the last class of the day never heralded sleeping students. However, for some of these students to all share the same dream, a dream they had experienced multiple times prior, was somewhat disconcerting. Still, it was hardly as if they all knew they'd experienced it simultaneously.

The bell rang. The day was heading towards its end.

The halls were filled with students. Many of them were nervous. The main topic of conversation was Strange Gospel. It wasn't hard to see why. The news of the disturbing imagery the phone app had displayed was impossible to escape from, and now that people who had used the app had begun to disappear... well, needless to say, there were a lot of people who were scared. Was there a connection? Had someone been using the app to track its users and do something terrible? Was the phone app behind it?! Was there something occult afoot? These possibilities swirled through conversation endlessly. Students were clinging to various theories. Some even thought it might be some kind of 'end of the world' scenario.

A lot of the idle chat seemed to have been absorbed by Strange Gospel.

Of course, that wasn't the only topic on everyone's mind as students steadily began to filter out of the school after classes and club meetings had concluded. Relationships, television shows, music, various other rumors... one particularly strange one pertained to a weird girl wearing a trenchcoat that had been sighted in town. Apparently, she always wore headphones and tended to vanish and reappear at random, never seeming to interact with anyone.

As the flow of students headed away from the school, some of them, those who had experienced the strange dreams, may just find themselves running into one another...

One way or another, something would change their world tonight.

@PKMNB0Y@Dblade26@Mercurial@TheFake@RolePlayerRoxas@PKMNB0Y@Crimmy

Strange Gospel: An Urban Fantasy RP

Since we discussed this before, accepted!

Boundary's Edge -- An Urban Fantasy RP

Ayumi didn't really know what was happening. But what she did know is that ringing the bell had done something to the huge skeleton. The gashadokuro looked like it was suffering, like it had become overcome with pain. Well... whatever something with no nervous system had instead of pain, at least. Ayumi didn't know what was happening. But she did know there was something that she could do. She didn't understand, or entirely notice, the electricity crackling around her hand, around the bokken, charring the smooth wood of the training weapon. The black-haired girl just ran, both hands on the weapon's hilt, as she made her way right for the yokai skeleton's head. She wasn't really thinking.

She was acting. There was a monster, and it could hurt people. So... so...!

The wooden tip of the bokken tore towards the skeleton's huge skull. As it did, the electrical crackling became powerful enough to ignite the blade, setting the sword on fire. Ayumi didn't understand anything about what was happening, but she had to hurt it...!

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Amalie Georg Faust, Caster - Scandinavia

Edeltaud was satisfied, even smiling, when her fist struck the huge wolf. That satisfaction immediately faded when she felt the teeth piercing her arm, crimson, human-liked blood trickling from her wounds as they tore into her flesh. While it was trying to shake her, she held her ground, gritting her teeth. Having been given a body like a human's, she felt pain just as much, even as the wolf was shot in its hindquarters.

"Edeltaud!" cried Faust. Her new friend was in trouble! Her Master was trying to help, but it looked bad, those teeth were locked into her arm pretty tight... maybe she needed to ask Gretchen for help! "Ah, um, I'll help! Gretchen might help too! Just let me summon for friends don't worry!"

"It's alright, Mistress!" called Edeltaud, bracing herself... and pulling back against the injured wolf's grip. Two sources of incredible strength pulling against one another... if she could not dislodge the wolf's grip on her arm, nor turn to attack it effectively, there was only one logical choice for the demon butler girl.

The sickening sound of tearing flesh and snapping bone rang out as Edeltaud's arm tore free of her shoulder, blood spattering onto the ground. One eye shut with pain, the demon wasted no time in turning on her heel even as the wolf staggered from suddenly being freed from the opposing force. Her foot drove into the side of the beast's head, and the cracking bone as she sent fractures through its skull and snapped its neck was audible. The huge canine pitched sideways and toppled over, before laying still.

Edeltaud panted. Blood poured from her shoulder, where her arm had so recently been attached.

@Lonewolf685@PKMNB0Y