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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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Zeke's fist sent a surprised man(?) hurtling backwards, tumbling end over end with a gurgle as he dropped his pitchfork. The others attempted to divert their attention between both Hibiki and the man, but it was soon proven that didn't matter. The air current from Hibiki's blows hit them like a truck, lifting them clear off their feet and sending them through the air. Many dropped their weapons entirely, the shock of the blow and the sudden impact against the cobblestone streets leaving them knocked completely senseless. In some cases they were entirely unconscious, and none of them remained on their feet afterwards.

For a few moments, most of them laid still, even in their warped states clearly quite aware that whatever had just happened was completely beyond them.

"... This town's cursed..." murmured one, staring wide-eyed up at the sky as he lay near the mouth of an alleyway.

And then...

A clawed, hairy limb lunged out of the darkness, latching onto his body. He let out a surprised scream as he was suddenly dragged into the alleyway, followed by a series of snarls, the sound of bones snapping and blood spraying, flesh tearing and ripping just out of sight. Almost immediately, the still-conscious hunters leaped to their feet and grasped their weapons, seemingly unable to decide whether to focus on the unknown threat in the alleyway or the three figures that had appeared.

"Beasts all around us!" howled one hunter, unslinging a rifle from his back and taking aim at Zeke.

@PKMNB0Y@RolePlayerRoxas@Raineh Daze
Hello? ^^;
@HereComesTheSnow: I assumed everyone got different angles, yeah.
@ERode: I mentioned everyone attacking, it just seemed a little clunky to individually go through them all when they were all at the same time. If I made a mistake, please tell me, but I meant that basically...

Jeremiah gets lit on fire, tries attacking, everyone stabs him.
Suddenly, fire had engulfed Jeremiah. For a few moments, Fanilly didn't even understand what had occurred, until she realized that the blast had come from the artificer, Elodie. She stepped back, out of range of the raging flames, her blade held at the ready. Surely, surely, he was going to perish swiftly now, wasn't he? That intense fire, his entire body engulfed in it, surely there was no way even a man as enormous and powerful as Jeremiah could survive such an attack.

And yet...

Even wreathed in flames, he was still standing. With a roar of pain and rage, he raised his enormous sword.

"I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!" her snarled, bringing it down with enough force to shatter the earth beneath his weapon, forcing Fanilly to spring back. This man's tenacity, he was still standing, still fighting, even as his entire body burned No wonder he had been able to slaughter three hundred people in a single battle! But that tenacity meant nothing. They were the Iron Rose Knights, and a monster in the shape of a man like Jeremiah had to be stopped here and now!

He raised his sword once more, his barely-visible eyes burning with fire even as his entire body burned too. It was as if the flames had simply enraged him even further... but they'd also blinded him! There was no way he could see clearly, and with the combination of attacks targeted at him now...!

His blade swung in an arc. Fanilly immediately ducked low, feeling it sail over her head, the edge hurtling just past her, wind rushing through her hair. The heat on her face from the inferno... But there!

Her blade bit into his armpit, below his arm, and sank deep inside. At that moment, the blows struck by the other knights hit home, though one pierced lower then expected, through his chest as Jeremiah leaned back. Needless to say, burning and pierced all over his body, Jeremiah was not going to survive.

"... Damned... magic..."

Fanilly drew back.

The huge man's body began to fall.

@HereComesTheSnow@Raineh Daze@Asuras@jdh97@Psyker Landshark@Click This@OwO@Animal@TheFake@ERode@Crimson Paladin@ghastlyinc@PaulHaynek
@King Cosmos: There's a system in the school that tracks challenges and wins and updates student information accordingly.

But there has to be a challenge you can't just run up and beat someone down and get anything from it.

Also... school cafeterias do exist in Japan, it's just most students bring their own food.
What happened to keeping it short?

This weird, polite and not even remotely threatening delinquent club president leader was just sitting down and listing out endless 'perks' of joining her weird delinquent club. Chinatsu found herself staring blankly as the list just became longer and longer. What was the point of a club built around breaking the rules having so many rules? Who even joined this club? And worst of all, it was just taking so long to get through it.

"... So you're a club about breaking the rules... that has a million different rules?" Chinatsu questioned, tilting her head at the somewhat taller girl, "What kind of sense does that make?"

She didn't wait for Chie to respond.

"You're wasting your time, anyway," continued the small brunette, pigtails bobbing as she folded her arms across her chest, "I don't have any interest in joining your club. At all."

Taking money from other students? Even if Chinatsu had interest in any clubs that was hardly going to catch her attention. And it wasn't as if she had any concerns about having her own pocket change stolen. She was quite confident that wasn't going to happen, to begin with.

@RolePlayerRoxas
The very fact that Sylphie was still able to summon her sword, still able to stand, was proof that Aphei was still receiving the worship that was so well-deserved. The familiar winged statue was just like those the demigod had seen many times before. However, it was nice to see that the church was so well-kept, and so proud of its religion.

However...

The orphans. That number of children. With the size of this town, that number of orphaned children was... this shouldn't have been expected in peace time. In modern times. Something was terribly wrong.

The desire for vengeance, to spill the blood of the wicked, twisted and coiled inside of Sylphie's heart. Taking note that the kids seemed distracted by Izel, she focused instead on the nun. If there was someone to kill... well, she practically hungered for it.

"... All those children," she began, "What happened to their families?"

It wasn't simply her desire to kill that motivated her questioning.

After all, she had lost her parents too.

@PKMNB0Y@Rune_Alchemist
There's a base uniform that you can customize, like Rin said.
@King Cosmos: Ah, right. At the moment I don't plan to make one, but I might if enough people want it.
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