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Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@CryptDemon: I think that works? I'll admit my Japanese skills are extremely limited too.

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@CryptDemon: If you're using Google Translate, that's because it struggles with conjunctions. I know it's a nitpick but I'd go for the first one and see if you can get a different translation for the second part, since that's also just "Burst" said with a Japanese accent.

It's not like a serious problem with your bio, it's just a bit of a nitpick. ^^;

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@CryptDemon: Okay, this is a little nitpick, but the name of the weapon is just saying "Flash" in a Japanese accent. The second part I think is correct.

@1Charak2: Accepted.

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@Zoey Boey: Uniform.

@CryptDemon: Maybe try and give the weapon a bit more of an edge? You mention electricity, maybe it can weaponize that?

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@CryptDemon: Aah sorry for the delay I'll get on this today.

Fate/Eternum — Reboot

Mihama Nanako

Nanako couldn't watch. At least, not all of it. The people down there were dangerous, she didn't blame Meltryllis for doing what she had to and killing them. But that didn't make it easy for her to watch. Seeing a man turn into liquid, seeing human beings' entire bodies fly apart from a swing of her Servant's bladed legs... she wasn't used to things like this.

Neither, as it turned out, where the humans down there. Some of those who were still alive turned tail and fled as their numbers were violently trimmed down one by one, as their shadow Servants fell, collapsing into ugly black sludge that, surprisingly, did not fade away.

"Oiiii, oiiiii," the girl Servant sighed, as more phantoms rose around her, "Where are you all going? You're all pretty useless, aren't you? Yeesh, what do they pay you for?"

She flicked a paper talisman towards one of the fleeing men. Almost immediately after it hit his trajectory was reversed towards the Alter Ego, and his screams of terror were cut off as a light ignited in the core of his body... and he exploded like a grenade.

"If you're going to be that useless, you're better off serving as weapons for me," she continued, as she drew another ofuda from her sleeve.

"Hm hm hmmm... oh, it looks like we have more visitors too?" she tilted her head, "Haaah, where are all these people coming from? So bothersome~ All of you, go have fun."

She waved her hand casually, and almost immediately the ghosts began fanning out as they appeared around her. They drifted not only towards Meltryllis, but also upwards, Nanako's eyes widening as they approached her...

And the newly-arrived Saber and her Master, too. They even attacked the remaining human criminals, shredding them apart with elongated claws or seeming to drain the very life from them.

And still others seemed to drift out of the building entirely, seeking the populace...

It was clear the Caster's strategy was to throw out as much distraction as possible so she could make her next move. And this seemed to include threatening innocent people who had nothing to do with the fight.

@PKMNB0Y@Pyromania99@Rune_Alchemist

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Saber - Benienma

As the holographic interface for the database activated, and navigated to registered Casters, it became clear something was wrong. There were multiple entries, in fact a vast number of them, that were seemingly completely missing.

Benienma was not familiar with computers, but even she could tell that the blue list made of light was missing numerous entries.

"Chirp chirp? Is something wrong?" she asked, tilting her head. A quick look through the list demonstrated another conspicuous oddity: All the missing entries were Casters from the Age of Gods. Indeed, any Caster from the Age of Gods was completely missing from the list, a blank space where they would once have been counted.

"... Strange, there shouldn't be any way to interfere with HECATE's database," Crowley commented, her crimson eyes narrowing, "In that case..."

The small girl reached out and tapped the holographic console.

Almost immediately, the figure of a child in loose pajamas with blue hair long enough to drape over the sides of the projector materialized. She was no older then nine or ten, with soft features and large gold eyes.

"Mother? Is something wr-Uwaaaaah?!"

She disappeared, only to reappear with quite a different appearance: An adult woman, hair tied into a tight bun, wearing a suit and pencil skirt.

"Ahem. It appears there may be some problem with the database? No-one should be able to interfere with my databases... restoring."

The interface disappeared, for a moment, before reappearing. The missing names were restored, displaying several notable names now: Among the Age of Gods Casters were Circe, Skuld, Medea, Nitorcris, and many others.

"I apologize," the artificial intelligence bowed, "I do not understand how such a thing could have happened."

@Raineh Daze@RolePlayerRoxas

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"I suppose it would be quite disadvantageous if the system was drawing in bloodthirsty demons routinely, wouldn't it?" the blonde girl commented, cocking her head to one side as she did. "In any case..."

A smirk on her face, the petite girl curtsied.

"My name is Reines El-Melloi Archisorte. Thank you for your kindness~"

Of course, it was more or less the kindness that was pushed upon them, but perhaps it was kindness all the same in some regard.

Between them and their destination was the Japanese District. Due to the influence of some powerful Servants originating from the Land of the Rising Sun, this place more then anywhere else was heavily influenced by the architecture of pre-modern Japan. The gardens, the buildings... among them was a rather impressive multi-leveled bathhouse, surrounded by cherry trees blooming no matter the season.

"My, how quaint," commented Reines as they walked, "I should like to-nnng..."

The small blonde girl stumbled, placing one hand to her forehead, shutting one eye. Her blue eyes had suddenly faded to red...

"What...? Something's happening, this..."

There was a faint wooshing sound overhead... the sound of something moving incredibly fast.

@PKMNB0Y@KoL

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

@CryptDemon: There is.

Fate/Eternum — Reboot

Hey I'll be getting up my post maybe tonight but most likely tomorrow.

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

I apologize for the quality of this opening post. D:

Crimson Arm: The Blood Red Edge of Humanity's Future - A Postapocalyptic Vampire-fighting RP

It could be said that today was the result of a thousand little miracles. The training of these students, the successful development of VBS-108, a myriad of different factors had lead to today.

Others would reject such a description and instead insist that it was the product of rigorous planning.

Perhaps it was a mixture of both.

Regardless of the cause, today was an important day.

The latest batch of recruits to the Red Demons were about to formally enter the corps. To that end, they had been informed to assemble outside of the Military Science and Research Facility. Across from the educational district, surrounded by repaired buildings repurposed for live-fire exercises, or other military purposes.

This building was the one that housed the research and development of new Crimson Arms.

The one that ever Red Demon obtained their weapon from. Due to their incredibly high aptitude for Crimson Arms, they were granted the opportunity to choose their own high-performance weapon, weapons that many soldiers would simply be unable to safely operate.

In spite of this purpose, the building itself looked rather tame. White, with no windows visible from the outside, but surrounded with shrubs and other plants to make it look a bit more pleasant.

Supposedly, the gardens had been suggested by a certain prodigy scientist.

Regardless, this was where the gaggle of new recruits had been told to assemble.

They didn't have to wait very long.

Emerging from the main doorway of the man doorway was a tall, handsome, black-haired man with dark green eyes. He was clad in a black and red military uniform, a sword sheathed at his side as he approached the collected recruits, a black cape hanging from one shoulder.

He came to a halt ahead of them.

They, of course, would recognize him as Commander of the Red Demons, Nishimura Daisuke.

"Recruits, you already know why you're here," he began, his rather deep voice booming across the yard, "Because of your high aptitude, you've been selected to join the Red Demons. This isn't an opportunity that many people get, so I trust you all know what that means?"

The expectations placed upon Red Demons were high, after all. Throwing the opportunity away with poor conduct... it wasn't going to be treated kindly, to say the least.

"I hope you've all been getting to know one another," he continued, "But for now, follow me."

He turned on his heel, not waiting to confirm he was being followed. He simply expected them to listen, as he opened the doors inside and began to lead the new recruits down the brightly-lit, clinical halls, deeper into the facility...

For now, the recruits had the opportunity to talk.

@Zoey Boey@GingerBoi123@Pink Khione@Rune_Alchemist@Raineh Daze