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Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky (Full for the time being)

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It does?

@TheWindel

>Only a few were listed up at the moment with the last two being restricted from access.

Sorta, yeah.

Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky (Full for the time being)

@McmollyBlarg, take some forced character interaction.

Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky (Full for the time being)

Another minor Soul Stone clattered to the rooftop as the remains of the Youkai crumbled to ash and faded away. With a quiet sigh Jin glanced at his surroundings and the numerous drops that had been left behind by the dead creatures. Dozens of dull Soul Stones littered the rooftop, but not quite enough to bother the Merchant with just yet. A dark gem was pulled from one of the pouches on his belt, black miasma oozing from it, and he crushed it with a clench of his hand. A dark cloud burst from it as a result, blanketing him for a moment before it was carried away on a non-existent wind. The air grew heavy, the shadows darkened, and Jin settled for the incoming horde.

From the darkness they bubbled into existence, limbs of all manners burst outwards to drag them into reality. Malignant growths appear in the sky above him and burst to spew forth half-formed Youkai, their bodies twisting unnaturally as they solidify and become whole. Throughout all this Jin barely bat an eye as the figure above him laid an armored hand over the ethereal bolt of its sniper rifle. With nary a sound the piece is drawn back to load a non-existent round. There is no indication that the weapon has been fired–no sound, no recoil the metal-clad spirit experienced–yet one of the crazed existences above their heads burst as the round tore through its malformed body. He felt eyes lock onto him, their attention turned to this one unlike them, but Jin simply flourished his hands and charged towards the creatures within his reach.

It was no fight. Dozens of the Youkai died before they can even fully materialize and act. Of those that manage to retaliate, Jin carved through their bodies with ease. The flesh of those recently born proved to be fragile and their forms readily fell apart with each of his strikes. The ones above fared even worse. With pinpoint accuracy, his soul picked out each target and blasted them from the skies. Mangled corpses fade before they can even hit the roof, and the pitter patter of Soul Stones against the tiles is music to his ears. Certainly much better than the Feral Youkais' maddening screams and howls.

A few minutes later and the air cleared, the oppressive feeling carried away with the wholesale slaughter Jin had just performed. He nudged the dropped Soul Stones into a pile at the center of rooftop, knelt, held his left arm over it, and twisted the bracelet in a certain fashion. A drop of his blood was offered as it clicked into place, and Jin turned aside as the pile began to glow with an intense light that would have blinded him otherwise. The procedure didn’t take very long as usual, and when he looked again there were two distinct objects present. A pure red gem and a pile of black dust, the two pieces of a Soul Stone separated from one another. Both were gathered and placed into separate pouches, and with a final glance around Jin left the rooftop.

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While his original intention had been to visit Feng’s teashop for a moment, something on his way there caught Jin’s attention instead. His feet tore up the roof as he brought himself to a halt and changed his path. Airborne for but a moment, the streetlight bent and strained under his weight, but ultimately held. He hung easily with an arm as he glanced at the Youkai, her skin tone sort of gave it away, he had intercepted. “Busy night?” Jin asked as he gestured to the blood that had dried to the collar of her clothes.

Labyrinth

The core’s destruction rendered the viscous liquid inert, but Alexander could hardly be satisfied at the result given he had damaged his weapon by accident. He spared a glance for Vincent at first, but, seeing there wasn’t a problem, brought his sword up to eye level to inspect it. “Damn it,” he muttered under his breath as he ran a finger over the chip that had formed on the blade. ‘Hope that weapon is still available,' he thought as he looked around the apparently empty floor. “You see anything Senna?”

Question aside, given he didn’t see any danger in the immediate vicinity around and above him, Alexander pulled out a rag to give his weapon another quick wipe down and get rid of the slime that hadn’t slid off. Given the update that popped up in his mind moments ago, he was careful to not touch any of the slime. A shudder ran up his spine as he imagined trying to clean his gauntlet out if the Slime had managed to climb that high. With his weapon clean, if damaged, he turned to look at Vincent and asked, “You gonna be alright, or have anything to deal with that?”

Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky (Full for the time being)

Apologies for the longish solo-post, I get carried away sometimes with character intros ^^''

@Mcmolly

Certainly makes it easy enough to notice her at the least.

Chasers: Boundary of the Crimson Sky (Full for the time being)

Cheerios.

Mikado Daigaku (Feudal & Dark Fantasy RP) [Apply Now!]

Derp I guess.

The Cyborg 9 (Anime action RP)

Sure. Take some tentative interest I guess.

Black Dawn [Interest Check]

Blarg.

Labyrinth

“Don’t th- Tch.” Annoyed click of the tongue aside, Alexander gave a slight tug on his sword to draw the slime that clung to it taut. Most of the blade was already trapped within its gelatinous body and he had no intention of cleaning out his gauntlets again. He flicked his other hand to grip the shield properly, took careful aim, and brought its edge down at the slime’s core. Had it been a blob he would have probably failed to reach the weak spot, but it was still spread fairly thin and Alexander figured it wouldn’t be too hard to crush it.

At the same time he pulled sharply on the sword again; this way even if the core dodged, he could probably rip its body apart and render the encroaching slime inert. The weapon would then be flicked out behind him at max extension and ideally send the gunk flying off its oiled surface.