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War Notes

Due to unforeseen issues with Internet, I can only do small posts until further notice.

@TheWindel

Free from his tyrannical rule at last!

War Notes

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Mercy Mable

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There it was. With grace the mysterious stranger knocked away the axe and at once Mercy ordered her spirit to charge forth and haunt her. It wouldn't be able to interact with the physical, but it would at least stay bound to her and tell Mercy everything she'd need to know about the stranger. Mercy moved dismount her skeleton taxi. It was then the bright light exploded forth and caused Mercy to loose balance fall flat into the snow. Unfortunate, but there was no time to care. A quick grasp of the situation told her that there was actually more going on than fighting the female bandit. The skeleton marched forth under new orders, arriving at Leon's and Tzi's location. It didn't make much contact with the pair except grab hold of Wagnil's stretcher and look at them both, nodding once it had taken hold. It wouldn't have much defensive help against the wolves with everything it was carrying, but it could easily take the wounded and repel an attacker if nothing else.

Mercy, on the other hand, quickly recovered. Pulling out Thanatos once more and keeping her eyes on the stranger. Again, there wasn't much for her to do without a dead body around; but she didn't let that stop her from keeping a close of a proximity to her as she could. Without getting in Althea's way, Mercy circled around and slashed where she could. Focused more on keeping the bandit too busy to try anything and on personal defense rather than anything that could seriously harm her.

@Mercurial@Crimmy@DracoLunaris@TheWindel

The War of the Three

Curious is me, when will you be posting by any chance?

@Lmpkio

@ Everyone.

Yeah, sorry for my lack of posting. I hate to put down an excuse, but frankly I'm just having trouble trying to get a grasp of whats going on. There's just a lot of characters doing a lot of things, and I keep getting cunfuzzled on who is who and what is happening. I loved the concept when I made my character, but part of me would rather have Elizabeth stuck in the showers forever than to mess something up. xD

The War of the Three

Eve is the antichrist. IC post 666.

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Mercy Mable

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"Thank you, for your service." Mercy pushed the enemy rifleman she had just reanimated into the surrounding flames. Watching body break apart with a small tear. Her soul returning whole. With the ambush over with, everyone began following the captain's orders. Her skeleton even helped gather the group's supplies, packing and loading the good majority of the class's supplies. Mercy stretched and supervised her skeleton companion. The idea of carrying stuff didn't interest her and it seemed everyone was on top of everything else. She just smiled and fell in line, resting in her skeleton's arms as it carried her along with the rest of the camp. "Onward, Jeeves~"

Mercy actually fell asleep during the travels. The cold not bothering her in the slightest. Though it was only a half sleep. She perked up at the mention of ghosts, breaking open her eyes just in time to see Clean swing his ax into a mysterious stranger. Curious. If that really was a ghost the ax shouldn't affect it, right? Mercy called forth her own shade that peered out of the stuff the skeleton was carrying; ready to charge it into the ghost as soon if the ax not have any effect.

War Notes

@Mega Birb Take care, Enjoy yourself~

The War of the Three

this one?

The War of the Three

@TheWindel I'm just started, so I can frankly go either direction. Personally, I'd prefer it not to be rushed. If chars need to do a thing, give them a closing post. If you need to finish before your ready to do the battle, take another day.

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Yoru

Not DGO

[APPEARANCE]

IRL

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[NAME]

Yoru

[AGE]

16

[GENDER]

Female

[HEIGHT]

170cm

[WEIGHT]

64kg

[EYE COLOR]

Turquoise

[HAIR COLOR]

Violet

[PERSONALITY]

A lady with a snarky mouth, preferring action than stating any meaningful words. Her friends are those bought with respect rather than any mutual love or trust. She shows dedication to her tasks, but cares little for social standard or any studies. She doesn't think much, but she's skilled in physical abilities. Falling into rank as she pushes herself further and further; getting stronger until the DGP is over.

[HISTORY]

Yoru's mother married a [REDACTED]. [REDACTED]. Together, Yoru and her mother moved across the world as she trained. Eventually settling down and enrolling in D.G.P. as she finished what studies she lacked and live, exploring life, before her eventual choice upon graduation.

Yoru started her enrollment at age thirteen, spending the first year getting accustomed to living alone. She remained mostly invisible to her peers, but has taken and interest in local sports. In her few years enrolled, she has become a well known athlete; sporting great stamina and coordination. Though she refuses to compete, she has enough talent and ability to stand with the best of them.

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Avatar

[CLASS]

Mage - Warlock

[TITLE]

Night

[LEVEL]

3

[GUILD]

Ivory Masks

[ABILITIES]

Windfury: Night is launched with great speed in any direction, taking with him a moderate gust of wind. Activated as a quick action and can store up to three charges; each charge replenishes after 3 seconds.

Nosferatu: Damage dealt restore a bit of health back to Night equal to 1/2, rounded down.

Demonic Blade: A super-powered form that lasts 2 rounds with a cool down of 4 rounds. Physical attacks deal twice the damage and Night is unaffected by status or crowd control. Power attacks produce knock back that leaves the opponent laying on the ground afterwords.

[FEATS]

Monodextrous Casting: Enables you to wield a melee weapon in one hand.

[THEME]

War Notes

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Mercy Mable

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Mercy had no choice but to abandon her facade. The battle was turning serious and fire spread. She looked around, planning out her next move. Then she noticed her skeleton had beaten the squad of soldiers, caving their chests in with a powerful blow. Mercy ordered it on, and it charged at the pair of shock troupers running towards Althea. Tackling one and and proceeding to bash in their skull with their own weapon. The skeleton took hit after hit, but showed no signs of crumbling.

Mercy looked around more and saw the captain under fire by one last rifleman. "Captain!" Mercy panicked, rushing rather than making sure it was safe. She ran quickly to the rifleman her skeleton had caved their chest in, and plunged Thanatos deep into the corpse. There was no time for theatrics as she siphoned part of her soul into the body and it began to move under her control. Taking a breath before continuing again; Mercy wobbled back, exhausted by the action and slowly made her way behind Gradon and next to the patient. She wanted to run in and help the captain herself, but she couldn't do that and control the deceased rifleman. Though she was tired, she didn't need any help; rather just staying out of the way and letting her comrades protect her.

The rifleman rose; muscles still warm from the recent death worked better than normal. Blood dripped from its wound and it took a minute for it to gather its gun. Despite being an ex-enemy soldier, it had no problem as it aimed down the long barrel of the rifle and took aim at the rifleman suppressing the Captain. It lined up the shot, taking as much time needed to aim before pulling the trigger. The bullet whizzed across the battlefield before passing through the enemy's head. The target collapsed, dropping his weapon and oozing blood out of the small hole in his head. Mercy's zombie grumbled, finding a new target. Taking shots at whatever enemy it could find that didn't put her comrades in danger of being shot themselves.