Crusader Lord

Fate/Rising Sun

Izumi Yamamoto

Farmland Area, Fork in the Road

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The girl's attention was drawn back suddenly, as the Archer-class servant looked over over. Something about that nod of satisfaction seemingly directed at her gun was itself kinda satisfying. She'd worked hard to get this gun made, and it was something she was rather proud of! Not much changed from the warlord's heyday in terms of design, but hey what could you do when you were just a mage working towards perfecting something? You could only do and use so much, after all.

"Like it? May seem old-fashioned, but with all those modern gun laws this thing works great and fires some sweet magic bullets! Being a mage has to have its perks, after all.

But if you need some new clothes, I could take you shopping tomorrow. Not sure if a small town like this has much options locally, buuuut I can definitely show you some stuff on my phone too~!"

Though after making her offer, the teen quickly looked back to Rider and gave him a light elbow and a wink.

"Moving back up in the world again, eh Rider? Even if it is as a sandal-bearer. You got this!"

The teen had almost forgotten about Nobunaga's master and that train of thought entirely, wrapped up in the excitement of the person and situation she was in at the moment. Now Rider would be able to be stronger, at least, and they had a kinda badass ally for the time being. Who else could say they got to work with Oda Nobunaga? None of her family members or peers, that was for sure!

@1Charak2@Raineh Daze@Gummi Bunnies

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Leannah

Second Floor, Ruined Building (???), ???

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Well...it would be up to Malphas to accept the bow or not perhaps. Irregardless of if the man accepted the bow and Donovan's wisdom or not, or at least the other man's seeming attempt to make peace in her eyes, her attention returned to the higher floor above the broken stairs. She knew she'd heard the thunk of another person up there, though the lack of any return call after she'd shouted up there before was concerning. Frowning, the catgirl walked over towards the back of the second floor 'shelf' and put a hand to her mouth to try to call up there again.

Well, shout just loud enough for whomever was up there to hear. Wouldn't take much, and she really didn't want to draw attention to them. Time was wasting as it was.

"Hey, you up there! If you're alive, let us know so we can send someone to come help you down! It won't be safe here for long, and we need to get moving while the Guardian is moving away from our location! Unless you wanna stay stuck up there and eventually get caught if anything else less-than-friendly might be wandering around here!"

Leannah sighed after speaking, putting her hands (including the one holding her spear) on her hips and lightly shaking her head. Maybe they'd been spooked by them or something? She had no idea regardless. She wasn't sure if Donovan was the type to leave such a person behind if they refused to cooperate, but based on his patience and interactions with Malphas so far she felt she at least had some vague-ish idea somewhat. Maybe. Not much to go on right now, since they'd all just woken up and all of this.

She just didn't want them all to die if they kept getting stalled like this, especially if Mr. or Ms. Third Shelf turned out to be stubborn...hopefully they weren't like that though. Though this in mind, she walked back over to the other two men to speak to them once more.

"Er, not to be an ass here but we have one last thing to solve before we get moving. We've killed enough time as it is.

Donovan, can you get back to helping us get whoever is on that third floor down? Just tell me if i need to do anything as well. We need to get them fast if we're getting out of here, not sure if whatever drew attention out there will keep that attention for much longer. We'll lose our advantage if we dawdle too long."

Politeness was giving way to survival right now, as they really needed to get moving as soon as possible. It was a matter of time, and for all she knew that time was close to running out.

@Click This @Cu Chulainn @Guy0fV4lor @Rune_Alchemist

Overlord: How Like A God

Alright, SO, after reviewing how many character sheets are incoming, I need to make mention now that I can take at most five players at this time. I don't think I have the free time and focus to dedicate to much more than that, but we'll see after things actually get started.

Well...poop. But it is what it is. XD

With five people having apps up already that are being worked on, I'll just bow out then. Did get most of an app made, at least, so maybe in some future RP I can make use of it. Regardless, hope all goes well!

Fate/Rising Sun

Minamoto no Tametomo

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At the slightest hint of movement to his well-trained eyes, the Archer leapt up and back in the air. His opponent was fast, he'd give him that, but he was still faster for the moment and had the eyes of a legendary Archer. From there all he had to do was loose the bow, sending his arrow straight and true towards his opponent's left shoulder. It was no big feat for him to aim for such a place, as he could place the arrow wherever he desired. He could shoot an ornament off the helmet of his brother in the darkness, sending the arrow through the helmet and a mane behind and then into the solid gate beyond.

Already he would begin drawing another arrow to fire as he briefly sailed back, finally landing on another post just a bit farther back.

'Just don't attack the enemy master unless she tries to hurt Karizma. Just support me for now, any edge up like a boost or something would be nice if the enemy wants to play this sort of game."

The Archer communicated his message to his masters at the same time, though already he could feel a thrill run up and down his spine once more. He wasn't bloodthirsty, but to be still for so long and a warrior without a cause to fight for...he'd missed it somewhat. Even the thrill of his youthful days, those years when he subdued Kyushu under him before he'd come back down to earth, had a certain charm that in hindsight waxed every so slightly melancholy within him. He would love to talk after this, and he got the feeling the Saber in front of him wasn't entirely up for this anywho.

But for now the match was on. The Saber's master had made that clear, and he had to work with what he had right now. Win or lose, though, he had to be honest that getting a bit of action to get the blood pumping again was something he also needed. Besides, with the enemy master making such a guess at a potential identity of his it was only fitting he prove his might. Of course not that he'd try to blow anything else here about himself, but hey it was what it was right now.

@King Cosmos@KoL@Anza

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Izumi Yamamoto

Farmland Area, Fork in the Road

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Boss? A badass matchlock gun? Rider reacting to them familiarly? Chacha? Well that certainly narrowed down thing for her. At this rate, they would have a regular Sengoku Jidai on their hands! All they needed was Tokugawa Ieyasu, maybe Takeda Shingen and Uesugi Kenshin! It would be great! Well, unless they died. Dying wasn't good, and she was here to ensure this all got sorted out at a minimum without her own death. Yes.

Not caring if it was socially acceptable, Izumi's eyes shot open wide as she began to look Nobunaga over and walk around her a little in a small circle. It was almost like a teenager admiring the outfit of some friend they were shopping with at the mall, looking the Archer up and down before standing again next to her own servant. The gun was especially nice, so vintage in look and similar in appearance to her own...but cooler was the fact she'd just brought it out and then sorta tossed it away!

"Ooooh!!! Oda Nobunaga! Cuter than I'd imagined, but still so cool! Probably bought some guns from my ancestors too, now that I think about it...eh. That was the past."

The mage spoke with a grin on her face, giving her own tanegashima a twirl before letting it rest back on her shoulder again. Yet looking to her side, the girl raised an eyebrow at Haru as she examined the girl's reaction. Truth be told this wasn't rather normal, even for mages, but still it wasn't so paralyzing for herself that she couldn't enjoy the fun right now. That being said, however, this woman looked like a deer in the headlights!

"Ah...did you get pulled into this somehow, Miss?"

Wouldn't be good if a totally mundane person got yanked into this. Not at all.

@1Charak2@Raineh Daze@Gummi Bunnies

Overlord: How Like A God

Almost tempting to have some player who made the obvious high power sexualized female char styled after some sexy monster girl and is now stuck in it. lol. XD

Overlord: How Like A God

Struggling to think of a good race...would prefer demihuman or heteromorph for the sake of some fun racial levels, but for some reason I have been rather indecisive. Angel, Demon, Snakeman, etc. Almost considered if part-human demi races would be even a thing to choose from. XD

Anyone got some suggestions?

Overlord: How Like A God

@Disciple Cain Will see about some kind of character, get some ideas up in an app and see where my interest leads me. Was initially tempted to make a "Songstress" type who just bend people with her voice and buffs/debuffs. Anywho, noted! :P

Overlord: How Like A God

@Disciple Cain Also yes, what @Black Alice just said.

Overlord: How Like A God

Wow this place has exploded in interest. XD

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Leannah

Second Floor, Ruined Building (???), ???

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One. Two. Three. Repeat. With each move the catgirl felt her body adjusting in this period of brief practice, and she was acclimated enough and physically responsive enough it would be no problem. But just like in life she knew one thing for certain: Without a fleshy targets to really practice on it was only practicing her blows against the empty air in the end. Regardless, she hoped that such a thing would not have to happen right now if she could help it. Practice like that could come later, right now the main issue was getting ready and out of here alive.

While the gust of cold wind wasn't much to ponder, as she remained very much comfortable despite the state of her clothing, she couldn't help but notice the gear just dropped about as it was. Had some idiot arrived here a long time ago, and tried to loot the place for all it was worth? Eh, that was then and this was now. She grabbed up a warhammer and a shield, as well as a fitting spear for herself, before turning to walk back over to where the two men were. On the bright side, aside from that horrible screeching right out of a horror game it was clear that the grinding stone noise was moving away from them...probably was moving towards the screeching noise, frankly.

Donovan had at least acted to try to stop the light show about them, but at the same time that had gotten the seemingly well-grounded man a blow where the sun did not shine. She winced at the sight, though at least whatever the crazy man had tried to do seemed to work for a moment. Not that it seemed to stay 'in control', but that at best was a guess for her.

"...Even with my training from before, Donovan, I have to admit you took that better than I would have out of reflex."

Breathe. In and out. Whew.

She was most definitely frustrated with Malphas, but had she been attacked in retaliation like such she had been trained to react to such in a different manner than Donovan had reacted. Perhaps it was good she hadn't been the one to stop the light show of the effeminate third party member, as it were. But the two men's own words seemed to virtually confirm her thoughts in regards to deciphering Malphas' 'gift'.

"...I'll agree with that sentiment, Donovan," the catgirl said with a small sigh, walking closer to the two men before continuing, "Malphas, if you want faith then you have to earn it by proving it. Forcing it doesn't work. Besides, we all probably have the potential for magic in this new life as well...probably need to be careful until we get a better grasp."

Leannah shuffled the weapons in her grasp, leaning the shaft of the spear (a weapon among many perfect for her skillset) on the crook of one shoulder and resting the butt of it on the floor as she put the warhammer on the shield and extended it out towards Donovan.

"Anywho, speaking of weapons here's a couple for you. If that thing is moving away, though, we need to take advantage of that to get moving and book it as quietly as we can."

@Guy0fV4lor@Cu Chulainn@Rune_Alchemist