@Sharidi37495: Dragons are a bit complicated in this setting. ^^;
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I think watching fight scenes can help in general terms with writing combat, since it can give you an idea of flow and choreography.
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At least if you're writing something you know, with knights.
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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.
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@OliveYou: Alright.
@OliveYou: There's a few obscure rituals, complicated processes, all of them pretty difficult and not all of them too fleshed out. There's some nasty human sacrifice type ones though.
Technically there's two things in-setting that can kill even perfectly immortal beings, but those won't be appearing in the RP.
Technically there's two things in-setting that can kill even perfectly immortal beings, but those won't be appearing in the RP.
@OliveYou: That depends on what kind of immortality we're talking. Preserving yourself at a specific age, especially since youkai basically do that already, is relatively easy.
Immortality where you just outright don't die is a lot harder.
Incidentally, he's accepted.
Immortality where you just outright don't die is a lot harder.
Incidentally, he's accepted.
@LegionPothIX: I'm kind of confused, what do you mean? I looked that up and it was larping. ^^;
Almost immediately as those words left Himeko's mouth, Chise's more serious visage shattered. Her eyes were shining, and it almost appeared as if there was a little drool in the corner of her mouth.
"Really?" she asked, excitement creeping into her voice immediately, "Is that okay, onee-san? Is that really okay?"
She took a step forward, the offer of sweets having instantly won her over.
Hina's eyes, meanwhile, were shining for an entirely different reason. The idea of a miko fighting evil spirits and speaking to the gods absorbed her attention thoroughly. If that was all true, then the miko was definitely a magical girl, wasn't she?! There was no question of it, someone like that absolutely had to be a magical girl! In fact, she was already feeling incredibly confident in this plan. The little brunette girl had no doubt in her mind that they'd truly found a magical girl, and that they could even defeat her tonight!
Sure, it would be their first battle against another magical girl, and that was going to be way different than fighting shades, but still!
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"Really?" she asked, excitement creeping into her voice immediately, "Is that okay, onee-san? Is that really okay?"
She took a step forward, the offer of sweets having instantly won her over.
Hina's eyes, meanwhile, were shining for an entirely different reason. The idea of a miko fighting evil spirits and speaking to the gods absorbed her attention thoroughly. If that was all true, then the miko was definitely a magical girl, wasn't she?! There was no question of it, someone like that absolutely had to be a magical girl! In fact, she was already feeling incredibly confident in this plan. The little brunette girl had no doubt in her mind that they'd truly found a magical girl, and that they could even defeat her tonight!
Sure, it would be their first battle against another magical girl, and that was going to be way different than fighting shades, but still!
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The enormous sword came down. Fanilly lept back, her heart hammering in her chest, and watched as the hard ground was torn where she just stood. But without missing a beat, Jeremiah brought his sword back up and pushed forward, aiming to skewer her before she could recover. The blonde girl managed to throw herself out of the way, but barely, rolling to the side and holding her sword at the ready. But the huge man was already facing her, ready to attack once more.
"Do you know why I'm here, little girl?!" he said, his voice a gleeful snarl as he spoke. In an instant he was already swinging his enormous sword. Fanilly, eyes wide with fear, attempted to sidestep, and in a last desperate bid raised her sword to defend herself. She felt the impact slam into her body even from a glancing blow and was sent reeling, pain reverberating up her arm as she did. She barely managed to catch herself. The flames were so hot from the burning tree, she could feel them from here. Perhaps if someone was moving fast enough they could get through it relatively unscathed, but...
For now she was on her own.
"... N-no, I don't," Fanilly, straightening and trying to quell the quavering in her voice, "But regardless, you are an enemy of Thaln's people and must be defeated!"
"Heh, what a fool," he commented, simply, "I have killed hundreds of knights, spilled the blood of men across the battlefield for years. I'm here to do the very same with your order!"
He was moving again. This time, Fanilly felt herself move before his sword came down. His swings were practiced, he wasn't attacking like a wild berserker! But at the same time, Fanilly herself was learning that if she kept moving she could still outpace him! Perhaps if she could get around him, perhaps...!
Suddenly the girl saw Jeremiah alter the course of his sword, swinging it outwards and towards her. She barely had time to get her sword between her body and his before it hit. The impact slammed into her, and she felt the breath leave her body and paint reverberate up her arm. Fanilly was lifted from the ground and sent careening through the air, her sword tumbling away and skittering across the ground. She rolled once and came to a stop on her stomach, panting as she tried to right herself.
This man was a monster! Even unarmored he fought with such confidence!
The girl's arms trembled as she tried to get up. She didn't think she was seriously injured, she had to calm down! She had to get her sword and-
Fingers wrapped around her helmet and pulled it off, tossing it aside. A hand wrapped around her throat and lifted her into the air, immediately digging in.
"My joy in life," growled Jeremiah, "What brings me happpiness, is death. So I joined this trash, to make them into a threat that you Iron Roses would notice. To draw you here. To kill you. And what better way to kill you then to begin by beheading your order?"
The man chuckled to himself as his grip tightened on Fanilly's through. Her heart was bounding, her eyes wide as she struggled to breath. No... she couldn't breath, her legs kicking as one hand clasped at his arm.
"But maybe... maybe I'll keep you, girl," the man continued, grinning, "Let the death of your order break your will, turn you into nothing more then a trophy! The trophy that marks the death of the Iron Roses!"
Fanilly gasped. She could feel herself slipping. She'd fall unconscious soon. Was he right? Would he kill the Iron Roses? Her own grip slackened as she felt her dagger begin to-
... Her dagger...
"Besides, it would be a waste to-"
Fire lit in Fanilly's eyes, she swung her arm up and then downwards. A Parrying Dagger was not made for attacking, and yet it served well against Jeremiah's bare arm. The tip bit into his flesh and plunged into him, drawing blood. He let out a cry of pain and shock, his grip loosening!
Fanilly fell to the ground, clutching her throat with her free hand and coughing. Her neck hurt, his grip had been squeezing the air from her body... but she was alive! Managing to steady herself before the massive man could recover, she sprinted for her sword, grasping it in her right hand and raising it.
"All your words have done is tell me you're nothing more then a monster, Three Hundred Man-slayer!" she called, raising her sword, "And it is the Iron Roses' duty to slay monsters, even if they're men!"
His arm was streaming red. She'd managed to force her dagger in deep. Fanilly was still scared. But now... if she could keep on her toes...!
At just that moment, one of the other knights sprang over the burning tree! His kick was deflected, but he managed to land safely, close by. Fanilly was no longer isolated! It would only be a matter of time until the other knights were able to provide assistance, then...!
"I'm fine!" she asserted, though her throat was rather hoarse. Glaring, the hulking figure of Jeremiah raised his enormous blade once more...!
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"Do you know why I'm here, little girl?!" he said, his voice a gleeful snarl as he spoke. In an instant he was already swinging his enormous sword. Fanilly, eyes wide with fear, attempted to sidestep, and in a last desperate bid raised her sword to defend herself. She felt the impact slam into her body even from a glancing blow and was sent reeling, pain reverberating up her arm as she did. She barely managed to catch herself. The flames were so hot from the burning tree, she could feel them from here. Perhaps if someone was moving fast enough they could get through it relatively unscathed, but...
For now she was on her own.
"... N-no, I don't," Fanilly, straightening and trying to quell the quavering in her voice, "But regardless, you are an enemy of Thaln's people and must be defeated!"
"Heh, what a fool," he commented, simply, "I have killed hundreds of knights, spilled the blood of men across the battlefield for years. I'm here to do the very same with your order!"
He was moving again. This time, Fanilly felt herself move before his sword came down. His swings were practiced, he wasn't attacking like a wild berserker! But at the same time, Fanilly herself was learning that if she kept moving she could still outpace him! Perhaps if she could get around him, perhaps...!
Suddenly the girl saw Jeremiah alter the course of his sword, swinging it outwards and towards her. She barely had time to get her sword between her body and his before it hit. The impact slammed into her, and she felt the breath leave her body and paint reverberate up her arm. Fanilly was lifted from the ground and sent careening through the air, her sword tumbling away and skittering across the ground. She rolled once and came to a stop on her stomach, panting as she tried to right herself.
This man was a monster! Even unarmored he fought with such confidence!
The girl's arms trembled as she tried to get up. She didn't think she was seriously injured, she had to calm down! She had to get her sword and-
Fingers wrapped around her helmet and pulled it off, tossing it aside. A hand wrapped around her throat and lifted her into the air, immediately digging in.
"My joy in life," growled Jeremiah, "What brings me happpiness, is death. So I joined this trash, to make them into a threat that you Iron Roses would notice. To draw you here. To kill you. And what better way to kill you then to begin by beheading your order?"
The man chuckled to himself as his grip tightened on Fanilly's through. Her heart was bounding, her eyes wide as she struggled to breath. No... she couldn't breath, her legs kicking as one hand clasped at his arm.
"But maybe... maybe I'll keep you, girl," the man continued, grinning, "Let the death of your order break your will, turn you into nothing more then a trophy! The trophy that marks the death of the Iron Roses!"
Fanilly gasped. She could feel herself slipping. She'd fall unconscious soon. Was he right? Would he kill the Iron Roses? Her own grip slackened as she felt her dagger begin to-
... Her dagger...
"Besides, it would be a waste to-"
Fire lit in Fanilly's eyes, she swung her arm up and then downwards. A Parrying Dagger was not made for attacking, and yet it served well against Jeremiah's bare arm. The tip bit into his flesh and plunged into him, drawing blood. He let out a cry of pain and shock, his grip loosening!
Fanilly fell to the ground, clutching her throat with her free hand and coughing. Her neck hurt, his grip had been squeezing the air from her body... but she was alive! Managing to steady herself before the massive man could recover, she sprinted for her sword, grasping it in her right hand and raising it.
"All your words have done is tell me you're nothing more then a monster, Three Hundred Man-slayer!" she called, raising her sword, "And it is the Iron Roses' duty to slay monsters, even if they're men!"
His arm was streaming red. She'd managed to force her dagger in deep. Fanilly was still scared. But now... if she could keep on her toes...!
At just that moment, one of the other knights sprang over the burning tree! His kick was deflected, but he managed to land safely, close by. Fanilly was no longer isolated! It would only be a matter of time until the other knights were able to provide assistance, then...!
"I'm fine!" she asserted, though her throat was rather hoarse. Glaring, the hulking figure of Jeremiah raised his enormous blade once more...!
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As stated, I'll be starting this coming week, so try and get your bios finished before then!
She'd never seen such things? If it hadn't been for everything else, it would have been clear Nanoha was from the outside world from that. But she wanted to see them? Youmu considered this for a moment.
But the most important matter was that of teaming up. This seemed like a large and unusual place, one that could hold any sort of unknown dangers. And Nanoha herself seemed friendly, polite, and helpful. There was no reason not to consent to an alliance in order to investigate this strange, ruined city. Without hesitation, the petite half-phantom reached out and took Nanoha's hand in her own, shaking it.
"This city is completely unfamiliar," she began, "It only makes sense to make an alliance in order to figure out what's going on."
She paused for a few moments after releasing the other girl's hand.
"Er... and if you're curious about youkai, and... and gh-ghosts..." Youmu stumbled a bit. Having a ghost for her Mistress and meeting random ghosts were two different things! But regardless... her phantom half drifted forward.
"I'm a half phantom, myself," she explained, gesturing to the drifting, misty cloud that composed part of her being.
@KoL
But the most important matter was that of teaming up. This seemed like a large and unusual place, one that could hold any sort of unknown dangers. And Nanoha herself seemed friendly, polite, and helpful. There was no reason not to consent to an alliance in order to investigate this strange, ruined city. Without hesitation, the petite half-phantom reached out and took Nanoha's hand in her own, shaking it.
"This city is completely unfamiliar," she began, "It only makes sense to make an alliance in order to figure out what's going on."
She paused for a few moments after releasing the other girl's hand.
"Er... and if you're curious about youkai, and... and gh-ghosts..." Youmu stumbled a bit. Having a ghost for her Mistress and meeting random ghosts were two different things! But regardless... her phantom half drifted forward.
"I'm a half phantom, myself," she explained, gesturing to the drifting, misty cloud that composed part of her being.
@KoL
@KillBox: I think you can go more in-depth with his abilities and how they function, but on top of that I'm holding off on any formal acceptance until the bio is completed.
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