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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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Fanilly didn't like this at all.

The civilians were far too easy of a target, it was so... so dangerous having them here. She half-wondered if the nobility who had arranged this would come under fire for such a careless, thoughtless decision. This wasn't the only matter that drifted through her mind, however. It didn't take the tactical training she had received leading up to her position as Knight-Captain for the girl to understand that this location was a prime spot for an ambush. While she was certain her knights could destroy a barbaric cult, the matters that concerned her instead fell upon their ability to protect the peasants while doing so. If even one died it was a terrible failure. It was the life of a defenseless innocent that had been taken by black-hearted murderers, and it would have been on her watch. Could she protect these people? She had to, but in this situation...

She had to.

Astride her white mare, Fanilly gripped the reigns, her thoughts plaguing her. She wasn't a Saint, like the resplendent light that had founded this order. The girl was painfully aware of that fact, that she could not simply do impossible things to keep these people safe. But she couldn't bare the thought of one of them dying. Each of these civilians' lives were just as valuable as the lives of anyone else who had not forfeited such value with evil deeds. So she couldn't allow a single one to die.

But Fanilly's faith in her ability to do so had worn so very thin.
@TheHangedMan: Sounds good to me.

@shagranoz: The weak ones are basically one-shot-kills for any Magical Girl, she shouldn't have trouble helping to clear them out for now.
@TheHangedMan: I think she looks better now, but since @Raineh Daze was the one who brought up the issues I'd like to see what she thinks as well.
Indeed, as the Negari's body fell sideways, it began to break apart into that strange, black, starry fluid. Any magical girl with much experience would be able to recognize this, certainly. A Negari's destruction meant that it was no longer able to hold any kind of form. The fluid that had stuck to the girls seemed to recede, almost as it it was fading away. This, too, was something any magical girl who had beaten a Negari would be familiar with. Once it was destroyed, it started to fade away into nothingness. But something here... something was wrong. The Negari wasn't fading.

Suddenly, a series of black holes seemed to open across the street, dozens upon dozens of them. From them emerged... More Negari!? Weak ones, small, shaped vaguely humanoid in some cases, spiderlike in others, and still others looking almost like some sort of cross between a dinosaur and a drill, with the head simply being one large spike. All of them were black, with orange eyes across their bodies. They were no larger then a grown man, but there were many of them. Even if they were weak, there was still such a sudden influx of the creatures...

And the dark goo the first Negari had melted into was starting to rise, spindly limbs covered in orange eyes jutting from the pool of starry liquid to drag its new form out. This wasn't unheard of, some Negari possessed multiple forms, but..!

It looked like the fight had gotten much more intense in an instant.

It was at around that moment that Akane arrived, eyes wide as she stumbled back. Inwardly she was kicking herself. What help would she be?! She'd just get in the way, and... and all these Negari! But... but... She... had to do something, right?

Right?

She noticed that several of the Negari were being diverted towards a building nearby, and then her eyes fell upon the reason that they'd been going there. A little girl, with brunette pigtails and a pink shirt with a cat's face on it, had fallen to the ground nearby. Akane didn't know why she was there, but it wasn't important. Perhaps she'd gotten away from her parents and seen the magical girls fighting? Whatever the case, with so many Negari...

What if the magical girls didn't get there in time?!

Akane ran as fast as she could and grabbed the girl's wrist, just as the Negari were closing in.

"A-ah?"

The redhead would just get here away from the fight, right?! Then... then...

There were so many Negari swiftly surrounding her...
@TheHangedMan: I'll look at that soon, but um, posting later today or tomorrow probably.
@Feyblue: Yep, there's a lot of variables here for how the finale can turn out.
@Feyblue: The latter was what I had in mind.
@Feyblue: Yep, this ritual's not up to snuff, so there's no set point out of the potential locations it can appear.
@Feyblue: There's multiple potential places it can be summoned, and I don't have a specific one in mind at the moment.

These include the Amusement Park and an old burnt-out mansion outside of town, as well as Mira's mansion.

... As for the Lesser Grail... yeah, it's Estelle. ^^;
@Rockin Strings: Er...

Okay, um, to start with, this isn't D&D. Elves are about the same average height as humans and you can't just sort of take a mass amount of skills and list them like you don't need to explain them, the same with weaponry to be honest. ^^;

Also his personality section is honestly too short.
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