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Godzilla RP?

@Martian: The plan is to give us some starting vehicles akin to the Super X or Gotengo that, while definitely not as strong individually as most kaiju, can help with trying to deal with them.

The military's also going to have wider access to laser tanks and that sort of thing.

Godzilla RP?

So I've been going through some heavy Godzilla nostalgia recently and had this idea in my head for a bit, so figured I would try and see if anyone was really interested to decide if it'd be worth really working on fleshing it out.

More or less, the idea I've got is that rather then playing the kaiju(which isn't very sustainable in my opinion for an RP and also really isn't my style) players would take on the role of typical anti-kaiju unit, modeled on the type seen in the Heisei era primarily. Since it's an RP and not relying on actors in suits for the monsters, I think plenty of threats could be made so that it's not just people watching the monsters fight, especially since a lot of different vehicles could be included so player could actually participate in the kaiju fights.

It'd be an original continuity, though since my tastes lean Heisei it'd be darker and more serious, and I'd be reinterpreting old monsters while also adding new ones. Godzilla himself would also be closer to the Heisei incarnation, at least to begin with, more antagonistic to humanity but also often the lesser of two evils(but not actually evil in and of himself) or even outright the one to root for depending on the threat.

I'd be including plenty of sci-fi technology and magical elements, which I feel like is to be expected from any good Godzilla story honestly, but set things primarily in the modern day.

I know this might be a bit of a hard sell since people aren't controlling the fighting monsters themselves, but I also think it could be a fun way to handle it.

Also I don't know if I do want the kaiju just controlled by GM action but if this picks up any traction we'd have to discuss how to handle that.

So, is anyone interested?

The Maids Guide to Demon Hunting

The monster was dead. She'd shot it right where its head would have been, and now it wasn't moving and it was leaking a lot. Senya was quite sure that usually meant dead.

But the fight was hardly over, now. There was still the other demon to worry about, the one who looked like a girl but had all the tentacles and stuff. That was definitely no good, demons looking like that were the worst.

The small dark elf took a step forward, raising her gatling again. It whirred once more. Targeting the main body of the demon wasn't the best idea at the moment. She was likely very maneuverable, and made a small target. Hitting her simply wouldn't be easy.

But Senya certainly felt confident in her ability to reduce the demon's fighting capacity, and her orders only encouraged her to do just that.

The rotating barrels of her gun were once again surrounded by the glow of magical energy, flaring and flashing as bullets exploded through the air, tearing towards their target. As long as they hit their mark and embedded themselves in the demon's tentacles, they would explode just like the ones she'd fired into the other monster.

@Rune_Alchemist

The Storm Cycle: Reclamation

She was sinking.

Her first instinct, above all logic, was to panic. The fact that the water never seemed to end, like she was descending further and further, deeper and deeper down, clutched at her heart. She didn't want to drown. She didn't want to die. She didn't-

Fio clenched her fists. This wasn't simply sinking into a deep pool. This was sinking back. Into her target's memories. Panicking like that was something only an idiot would do. This was exactly what she wanted, the outcome she was looking for in the first place!

Her fears for now defeated, the petite witch felt her entire body relax as she drifted deeper.

Now her bare feet were on a hard, white, smooth service. It felt almost like extremely polished stone. Above her wheeled celestial bodies she couldn't name.

And then the world around her moved, when she stayed still. Suddenly she found herself in the campsite again. The indistinguishable chatting of the bandits filled the air, as they hoisted a figure over the fire. With no small amount of disgust, she noted it was a fae of the Laughing Wood. No matter how twisted such creatures were, eating them was barbaric.

It was with more interest that she noticed the Fomorian, seemingly arguing with Annagan.

To begin with, Fio was curious about that. She wanted to know just what their conversation entailed before she moved on. Thus, she focused, attempting to make out their words...

Next, she'd proceed into the basement, regardless of if her efforts to hear the argument were successful or not.

@Rune_Alchemist

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

The young man, a royal courier dressed in fine gold and purple, practically jumped with delight at someone finally approaching him.

"I was expecting the Knight-Captain," he began, "but I'm sure a loyal knight can pass this message on to her!"

It seemed he was overjoyed to finally be able to do his job. Clearing his throat, he took a deep breath and pulled a short scroll from within his bag.

"The Presence of Knight-Captain Fanilly Danbalion and her Iron Rose Knights is cordially requested tomorrow at Princess Elisandre Tanetha Falisse's Royal Ball," he began, "The Princess understands that you may not be able to bring every knight, and as such you may choose whomever you desire from your order to accompany you. Please come in your finest attire, though the Princess desires to see Knight-Captain Danbalion in official wear, and eagerly desires to see an assortment of weaponry used by knights."

@The Otter

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

"Er, yes..."

Certainly, she didn't want to end up as Dame Cecilia had. The Knight Archer looked like quite a mess. It made Fanilly drink her glass of whine all the more slowly and carefully.

"I think that's very good advice..."

Especially in the face of such a display.

Thankfully for Fanilly, a single glass of wine was no enough to entirely rob of of her faculties, as she had feared. Instead, while she felt something, certainly, this warm, somewhat light and tingly sensation she couldn't quite describe in more detailed words, that was the end of it.

A second glass was pushing it on the Knight-Captain's mind, and she declined it.

After all, she still had her duties to fulfill, and later her prayer for Sir Rickert. It wouldn't do to end up like Dame Cecilia.

After leaving the wine cellar(though she did her best to assist with carrying Dame Cecilia out first), Fanilly's first duty to fulfill was dispatching a messenger to Sir Rickert's family. While nothing could compensate for his death, she had to offer them something.

Then, to change out of her armor and bathe, at last. While Candaeln boasted two communal bathes, one for men and one for women, composed of blessed water that could repair minor injury and always remained warm, the Knight-Captain's quarters had a private bath.

It was there she went to clean herself, and change into something more suitable for her duties at Candaeln. The blue and white of the Knight-Captain's garb was unmistakable, and just as recognizable as the dwarven-forged armor these days.

@Psyker Landshark@Rune_Alchemist

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

While the matter of Sir Rickert's death was by no means forgotten, at least for the moment Fanilly had been reminded that he died in the line of duty.

Still, her heart remained burdened, even if it was slightly less burdened thanks to Sir Renar's words. Still, she was most certainly going to pray for him once more before she slept that night, and again the next day. His just soul would surely reach the Sun and Moon, but aiding him on the way was the only way in which she could now assist him.

"... A-ah, Dame Cecilia..."

Just what was she doing? The Archer Knight had managed to drink almost an entire cask of wine in the same amount of time she had taken only two sips of her glass. Was this some kind of secret skill of hers? Fanilly could only hope she was almost done, or else they'd need to start accounting for the disappearance of multiple casks.

"... I'll consider your proposal, Sir Renar," she said, after a few moments of witnessing Dame Cecilia's stunning skills in getting plastered, "A Knight-Captain should use the skills of her knights to the best of their ability, after all."

Fanilly took another small sip of wine. She didn't want to get drunk, so she had to try and pace herself. She had never pushed her alcohol tolerance before, and feared the worst.

"But I will consider any candidates equally."

While her tone was still subdued, at least she had begun talking about other matters now.

@Psyker Landshark@Rune_Alchemist

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

While Sir Renar's blunt attitude wasn't the most reassuring, at the same time at their core his words had managed to get through in some respect.

Sir Rickert shouldn't have died. That much was certain. That much couldn't be forgotten going forward.

But at the same time, at the very least, he died for a cause. He died fighting to defeat ruthless, murdering bandits and protect the people of Thaln.

Fanilly took a deep breath, glancing down towards her wine for a few moments a she did. If a knight had to fall, at least falling for the sake of their homeland was a meaningful death, no matter how brutal. She wasn't sure if she found this entirely comforting or not, but at the same time perhaps Sir Rickert was the sort of person who would have wanted to die for such a purpose, if he had to die.

She couldn't say for certain, but somehow it felt as if it may have been true.

"... If nothing else, the goddesses will look upon him warmly for his deeds," she said, finally, before taking another small sip of her wine. "And the people who may have suffered without him, too..."

Fanilly inhaled deeply, then exhaled, feeling some of the tension in her slim frame dissipate.

She wasn't entirely prepared for the change of topic, but it only took her a moment to collect her thoughts and respond.

"I've had my maids organizing paperwork for me to look through," she answered, "It's tedious, but it hasn't been so bad. I think the senior knights mostly did a fine job of keeping things in order, though I guess there's still a few things they're looking for. I'm thankful to my tutors, I wouldn't have been able to handle any of this without them."

Even with the lessons in administration she'd received, that side of handling the order had seemed just as daunting as the military and symbolic parts of her role. But the paperwork had thankfully been easier to understand then she'd feared, and there were other officials within the order who were there to assist with communicating the necessary information to her, such as the order's Treasurer.

@Psyker Landshark@Rune_Alchemist

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

Ah, they'd ended up here already...

Fanilly was of course aware Candaeln had a wine cellar, but she certainly hadn't expected to be down there so soon. Just drinking alcohol now, was it really okay?

Still having yet to remove her armor, the Knight-Captain shifted awkwardly as she watched Dame Cecilia simply open a cask and begin drinking in a rapid-fire fashion.

At the very least Fanilly knew that definitely wasn't what she should be doing. It was a few moments later that Sir Renar retrieved a bottle and poured some for her as well. It was red, and while Fanilly's knowledge of alcoholic beverages was very limited she at least had a vague idea of what that meant.

And, thankfully, she knew what to do with wine before drinking it, swirling it briefly before taking a sniff. She had absolutely no clue how to interpret the scent, but at least she knew this was what someone was meant to do when drinking wine.

She listened to Sir Renar for a moment, still idly swirling the glass of wine as she did.

Wasn't it her job to keep control of the battle as much as she could?

It wasn't as if she could fully control everything. She'd studied military strategy, been tutored in warfare in preparation for her role. She knew that much was entirely impossible. But at the same time, these were the Iron Rose Knights, weren't they? Against bandits...

The monstrous figure of Jeremiah loomed in her mind. Her neck felt a little sore again, and after a moment's hesitation she took a sip of the wine.

It was sweeter then she expected, easier to drink then the last and only time she'd had wine prior.

"... I know," Fanilly said, quietly, after a pause, "I know it's impossible to control every element of the battlefield. Even Saledrin of Talderia wasn't able to do something like that. But..."

Her gaze drifted downwards.

"... Sir Rickert shouldn't have had to die..."

@Psyker Landshark@Rune_Alchemist

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Knight RP

They thought she did well? Even though one of the Knights had died under her command?

She couldn't believe it. Not really. Even if she was told as much, there was no way the Captain of the Iron Rose Knights should be losing anyone to bandits.

Was there?

Fidgeting slightly on her feet, Fanilly averted her eyes. She was still in her armor. She hadn't even taken it off yet, not when she'd gone right to the shrine.

It was undeniable that they'd prevented many more people from suffering by crushing the Bandit King and his troop. The man would not have stopped, and would have claimed many more lives then that of Sir Rickert. But could she really feel happy about a victory when it cost the life of one of her knights?

She was pulled from her thoughts once more when Dame Cecilia went so far as to put an arm around her, nearly jumping with surprise. The poke to her cheek didn't help, either.

"A-a toast?" Fanilly questioned in surprise as she suddenly found herself being dragged from the shrine before she had quite the presence of mind to put up a resistance, "Ah, but surely there's business to attend to...!"

She'd only ever tasted minimal amounts of alcohol before! Surely the Knight-Captain indulging during the day like this would be unbecoming, wouldn't it?!

@Rune_Alchemist@Psyker Landshark