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Dead Gods Dream: A post-apocalyptic divine action-adventure RP

For several moments, the voice from the forest did not speak. Flora, however, seemed rather anxious as she looked around. While she hadn't yet spoken up, it seemed she had some familiarity with what was occurring. Given that she had passed through this forest before, it was possible she had heard this voice prior.

... nakri will show. nakri will show the divine scent her face. then we will talk.

With that, a stream of green and red lights flowed from the darkness of the forest, gathering out of reach of the fire. Steadily, it build into the vague shape of a human, similar in proportions to Alasayana. Slowly, slowly, it became more solid, tangible, the red lights remaining in the position of its eyes.

The figure raised one arm, spreading its fingers, and the lights began to solidify.

Nature spirits were not divine. They were entities tied not to divinity, but instead to a location. A place. The embodiment of a specific facet of the natural world. A forest. Even a specific tree. A specific cave. But powerful ones could still possess a physical form. What stood before them was a girl with curling horns and the tail of a wolf, her crimson eyes regarding each of the gods carefully, tan skin illuminated by the firelight.

"Nakri knows her," she said, her voice no sounding more distinct, more like that of a god or a human then the whisper from every direction and no direction it had been before. She raised her hand, pointing towards Flora, who did not seem entirely frightened but was certainly nervous, "The white moon scent. She came with another human scent. The human scent told Nakri he would return and help her in exchange for safe passage."

Glancing towards the knight's dead body, the nature spirit frowned.

"The human scent is dead..." her words hung in the air for a few moments, "... But the white moon scent is not. Will the divine scent help Nakri?"

Her red eyes regarded each of the deities in turn.

"You have taken her. The bargain is not fulfilled. Will you help Nakri?"

@Rune_Alchemist@Martian@Raineh Daze@Pyromania99@Click This

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

The only logical outcome was what followed. The bandit rabble, now cut down in number, turned tail and fled immediately while fearing for their lives.

Fio had never really had any doubt in the result of becoming involved in this fight. However, what followed was something far more unexpected.

A Fomorian.

Surprised, the Sword Witch paused for a moment at the sight of the lanky three-armed swordsman, his ashen-toned skin and scraggly white hair. She had never encountered such an opponent before, and wasn't certain what to expect immediately.

Then again, why was that any reason to hesitate?

Just because the enemy was strange did not mean anything changed. She was a peerless user of magic, excelling in her craft. Therefore, her enemies were the ones who needed to be cautious.

Fio Fan Fallise's pride was unshaken.

"Create five phantom daggers in line formation," she began, stepped back onto a more distant platform of light as she spoke, the barrier forming in the air beneath her feet. With a sweep of her blade, the daggers appeared much like the swords did, emerging from rippling portals in the air and formed from interlacing lines of blue light.

"Five phantom swords," Fio continued, the blades emerging from the air in a layered formation, just behind and between the daggers, "Five more phantom daggers!"

The final layer of blades materialized just between the line of swords, furthest in back.

"Release, release, release and kill!"

With the petite witch's declaration, each line of ghost blades fired in succession, hurtling towards the Fomorian. The daggers flew somewhat more quickly then the swords, with Fio's aim being to make the differently-flying projectiles more difficult to counter.

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99@FrogRFlowR

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

"Alrighty, leave it to me!" declared Hoshiko cheerfully as she practically spun in place to head back to the kitchen. It definitely smelled like they were making karaage today. The brunette's mouth was practically watering at the thought of the crispy, delicious, juicy fried chicken. But first, she had to get some for Xuan-yu and Elise.

Where were they going, anyway? If either of them had mentioned, she hadn't overheard. Even as she picked up the biggest boxes of karaage she could, scooping them into her arms, her mind was elsewhere. Were they going out to to do some sight-seeing? Then again, this seemed like an awful lot of food and alcohol for that. No matter how much Hoshiko liked eating, she knew it would be difficult to walk around and manage to eat this much food. Just carrying it all was plenty to deal with. So maybe they had a destination in mind? Were they just going to hang out, or was something else going on?

Hoshiko really was curious, even as she headed down from the cafeteria to the hangar.

She spotted Xuan-yu, with Elise no-where in sight for the moment, leaning against one of the AI-controlled aircraft that was deployed to get people to and from the Horizon.

"Heeey! Lang-san! I've got-uwaaah!"

Hoshiko's fought caught on something she hadn't seen over the boxes as she attempted to take a step. Stumbling forward, she found herself toppling over, the boxes tipping with her.

Through a stream of panicked thoughts at the idea of tipping all the karaage all over the hanger floor, a single clear course of action manifested in her mind. She had to do it, in order to save as much of the delicious fried chicken as she could!

Thrusting her foot out, she slammed it down, curving her spine back as much as she could to straighten her upper body, the boxes practically bouncing in her grip as she caught herself mid-step.

"SAFE!"

@ERode@PKMNB0Y

Epic of Beginnings - Dawns Cradle

"..."

Seelay sighed, heavily, as she felt the slight weight of Sionna's tiny body resting atop her head.

"... I am a guardian of Tamaln, thank you very much," she corrected the fairy. Certainly, she was a guardian in service of both her people and the fey, but that by no means gave Sionna the right to refer to her as a servant! How irritating.

Still, a Raam joining her for the hunt was intriguing. There was certainly quite a mix of different peoples in the town, which Seelay found rather curious. Perhaps it was merely her upbringing in the Tamaln Forest, but such an eclectic mix of different races was a rather unfamiliar surrounding for the Cosain Elf.

"While I have never hunted alongside a Raam before, I've heard plenty," she commented to the man, nodding her head, "I am quite curious to see how you perform."

Not that anyone else was a better hunter then she was, of course. Given the Raam had already addressed the question of the Kyrinth, and how it could be avoided, Seelay could pursue a different matter. Still, she was rather curious about the Elder Beast. She had been unable to understand much of the creature since arriving. Simply that it was quite protective of the forest and its wildlife, without any other details beyond that.

Naturally, this could easily pose an obstacle to hunting.

"In any case, in order to display my skill as a hunter it's best to know what the wildlife around here is like. I would like to know anything you can tell me."

@Rune_Alchemist@Cu Chulainn

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

Of course, there was no proof to anything that Sorcha said. That being said, it was somewhat more credible then claiming she had been granted the entire knowledge of the dead king by a mysterious figure, or that she had come to possess some special artifact that told her exactly who she was. With equal amounts of proof, such things would sound far too good to be true.

Fio was hardly convinced, but at least it was some kind of answer that was marginally more satisfying then something overly explicit.

That being said, there was no time to contemplate Sorcha's words.

"Bandits, then?" the Sword Witch rose to her feet and stepped up, a barrier of magical energy forming as she left Sorcha's horse and stepped onto it, raising herself into the air, "Idiots."

Stretching her hand to one side, a scowl on her face, Fio called upon her catalyst once again. The shape of the blade materialized from the air, glimmering with blue light as it manifested into her hand. As she did, Mieka raised up the Sword Witch's hat and proceeded to hide herself under it entirely.

From this range, there was little the doll could do.

"I suppose it's time once again to demonstrate the magic of the Sword Witch. Sura."

Swinging her blade forward, it gleamed with blue light as circles of light manifested in the air once more.

"Create ten phantom swords."

The translucent, ghostly blades emerged.

"Strike them down."

And then they were released.

@FrogRFlowR@Pyromania99@Rune_Alchemist

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

"Heeh?" Hoshiko cocked her head to one side, pausing for a moment in her crusade to consume more food then most people did in a single day. The parfaits did look pretty good. And she loved parfaits. Well, and pretty much anything that was sweet. Or savory. Crispy, juicy, crunchy, tender...

Really, Hoshiko just liked food in general.

But a moment's consideration left her wondering if she should maybe grab something a little more filling and substantial then just snacks. After all, she was pretty hungry, and at times like these just sweets didn't cut it. She could have more snacks after she ate something a little heartier.

She'd had ramen earlier, so maybe something else? Oh, karaage sounded really good. She wasn't sure if there was any today, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

Just as she was about to stand up and ask if she could pick anything up for anyone else, she heard Xuan-yu's voice. The Chinese man was kind of enigmatic to her, he was so different from the rest of their team. Not that she thought he didn't belong or something like that. Simply that his demeanor and attitude always seemed different. Maybe it was because he was...

Hoshiko had assumed he was a soldier before, but she'd never really asked him about it. Resolving in her head to change that, she gave the man a smile.

"Eh-heheh, I dunno what you mean," she replied. Rolling boulder? Well, eating lots of sugar would give you energy like you were boulder that just kept on rolling and never stopped. That wasn't bad at all, so it's clearly what he meant, right? "I guess having a lot of energy to roll over the warped and never stop is my plan, though..."

Hoshiko rose to her feet.

"Oh yeah, everyone, do you want anything else? I'm going to run over to get something to eat for dinner, so I can pick more food up if anyone wants anything!"

The fact that Hoshiko eating all those snacks then saying she was going to eat even more food had to be a mildly surreal one. Where did it all go?

@ERode@Medili@PKMNB0Y@Izurich@Laduguer@Mole@JDubs

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

Having elected to choose Mieka for the doll to travel along with her, as the others had shown considerable misbehavior in the leadup to their departure, Fio had taken this opportunity to carefully observe the Queen as they travelled. It hadn't shown her much information that she didn't already known, and even sending Mieka to get a peak at her when Fio herself couldn't wasn't particularly useful either.

... That, and when Mieka reported she had seen Sorcha undressing and bathing one night, Fio had immediately ceased this method of observation upon realizing just how perverse it seemed.

Still, it was an opportunity to try and learn what the Queen's motivations were.

How did she come to think she was a reincarnation? And why did she pursue any of this?

These were things that the Sword Witch wanted to know.

The story of the Lightsword family was certainly not uninteresting, but at least some of it was information that the petite girl had been able to glean prior, or in the course of her research on the family lines of the others who had come to serve Sorcha. Still, to hear it directly from Luna's mouth was a somewhat different experience. Fio was quite curious about the Elder Beast that had blessed the lady knight's family.

But at the moment, she wanted to take the opportunity to learn more from Sorcha, directly from her.

Adjusting Mieka's position on her shoulder slightly, having been listening to Luna's story quietly until now, her attention soon shifted to the Queen.

"While we're sharing stories," began Fio, "I think it is only fair you tell us a little of yourself, your highness. How did you come to understand your were a reincarnation of the King? Just what motivated you to take the throne? You've never told me."

Her desire to know these facts rather then simply hear a story was hardly a subtle one.

@Rune_Alchemist@Pyromania99

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Fanilly hadn't expected to suddenly be greeted by some of the newer members and names attached to the order at this very moment, when she was caught up trying to extract further information from the Cal heir. Still, it seemed as if Dame Maritza had realized her current approach was only succeeding in causing Veileena to lock down and refuse to answer any further questions. Perhaps they would at last get some answers from the young noble girl?

Regardless, the Knight-Captain decided to pause for a moment and respond.

"I'm happy to have your assistance," she began, as she turned to face the both of them, "This may not be the best time for a discussion, however. Sir Kherun, I believe you would be best served continuing to search the bodies for survivors. Perhaps your familiars could aid you in finding potential survivors? We need all the information we can get."

She paused for a moment. Was that the right choice? Were there even any survivors? The skirmish had been relatively swift and certainly lopsided.

A fight where none among their knights and their allies should have been lethally injured. The voice in her mind had spoken up once again, reminding her that even though Haelstadt had somehow survived there never should have been a situation where the knight in black armor was beheaded in the first place.

"As a healer, Hollowsland," she continued, trying not simply dismiss her own thoughts, "You should look among my knights for any in need of your talents."

With that, her attention returned to the young Cal girl.

"I'm glad you came to your senses," said Veileena, though she still seemed to be in something of a huff, "As for your questions, it's nothing so clear cut as that."

She sighed, unfolding her arms.

"You're right. The Iron Rose Knights are a hammer. A big, crushing hammer that slams down on any enemies of Thaln," continued the Cal heir, "And hits hard enough to make a lot of noise. The moment I tried to raise the issue to you, some idiot noble would find out and think he's got the right to claim the shard and present it to the crown, as if it was his idea all along and that he deserves the credit for securing it and completely ignoring the dangers in doing so. Besides..."

She trailed off for a few moments.

"... You already believed I wanted the shard for some evil purpose, didn't you?"

Veileena averted her eyes.

"Would you have believed any different if I'd told you from the start, truly? Hmph, your reaction certainly hasn't given me any reason to think so."

For Gerard, the voice that had spoken to him simply giggled lightly after a moment's pause.

Very well~ I hope to see plenty more from you~

@Raineh Daze@Crimson Paladin@HereComesTheSnow@Martian@A Lowly Wretch@JessieTargaryen@FlappyTheSpybot@ghastlyinc

Urban Starlight Wonderland: A Magical Girl RP

The streets reflected orange. From the concrete, the the glass and steel of buildings, as the sun slowly began to sink more and more of it was colored in. The throngs of people in the streets heading to and from work, to get food, to unwind. Some people were looking to have fun, others were looking to desperately unwind from the stresses they dealt with throughout today. For some people, it was minor problems, like simply not getting in line when they wanted or worrying about a quiz. For others, they had to deal with an overly-harsh boss or even fellow students bullying them.

A cauldron of human emotions.

In one case, a particular salaryman's resentment for his boss was threatening to boil over and explode. He'd manage to calm down, and perhaps realize his situation wasn't quite as bad as it initially appeared, as the night wore on.

But those strong negative feelings wouldn't simply vanish.

They would go to join others, in dark places.

And some particularly powerful negative emotions had been building up for a little while now...

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The ward of fashion and pleasures.

Shinjuku.

A prime spot to unwind for the day, but that didn't mean it was devoid of any negativity. That's just why it was so important, wasn't it? To make sure even somewhere like this was kept perfectly safe.

That's why they were magical girls, wasn't it?

Of course, given it was getting late, and the negative feelings for the day had to be piling up on top of any others. There was bound to be shades lurking in dark places somewhere in the Shinjuku ward of Tokyo.

As it grew darker, the lights on the buildings would begin to look like stars.

@Ammokkx@RolePlayerRoxas@The Irish Tree@King Cosmos@Rune_Alchemist@Rin

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There was no-where in Tokyo that could be called sedate, exactly. But compared to Shinjuku, the Nerima Ward was probably the closest you could get. Known for daikon and farming, at least in the past, it was a place that seemed like it might have less negative feelings then the most bustling places in the city.

But that wasn't necessarily the case. Negative feelings were simply part of human nature, but even the smallest ones could slowly build up over time.

It was only natural that such places would require just as much defense, no matter how it seemed a little more easygoing then Tokyo's center.

@Raineh Daze@FrogRFlowR@DDVicky@LuckyBlackCat@AzureKnight@Shiyonichi

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The magical girls of Tokyo were certainly busy at night. She'd seen plenty of activity during her observation. It was curious.

She'd always found it curious. Why did these people choose to do such things? These young girls putting themselves at risk for the sake of others.

Her observation had at first simply been duty.

But could she deny her own curiosity?

It was to be another night of watching.

Perhaps tonight would bring understanding?

Or perhaps it would merely bring more questions.

Regardless, she would conduct her duty to the fullest.

She would not defy her lord.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

With that post made, I'll be updating in the next day or so!