Ran had been her cool-down exercises after her somewhat intense workout session, which had consisted of various kata honed over and over again until the actions were all but instinctive and pulled off in a split second. Anyone could learn martial arts, but only a few could actually take it seriously as the girl did. Martial arts was not just a set of exercises or a way to pull out a can whoop butt on people you don't like. It was a way of life. It had many philosophies, though the core was to "better one's self". And that was what the third generation Asian American did: continuously practice to keep a healthy mind and body while continuously furthering herself in the Art. Once done, she dried off before shrugging her gray jacket back on and placing her blue beret on her head, since the winds were starting to get chilly to her now cooled down body.
That wasn't to say that she didn't use it for her own advantage every now and then. After all, being fit was a rather attractive side effect of the practice and there WERE plenty of cuties out there that one did want to impress... Slight giggles began emanating from the girl as her mind wandered while her body continued on auto-pilot, thinking of that particular person who worked in that one book store, her newest crush of the week. The girl did enjoy a good ogling every now and then, though she currently had no luck in the romantic department due to being too... overzealous. Like several magical girls from the various media she consumed really, no way were they going to end up with a guy that easily. And that made her a little frustrated.
"Mu..." Then, something blue and square flashed in her vision. Automatically, her hand lashed out in a twisting punch and only when she hit air did she blink in surprise. For what appeared was some sort of holographic text box asking if she wanted to be a Maou... and her fist had firmly struck the button intended for affirmation. "...Wha?" A split second later, something flashed under her foot and she felt the sensation of gravity acting upon her as she fell through a spacial corridor that connected the two worlds with each other.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Even trained martial artists can be surprised, especially when they land bottom first disoriented on rocky cobblestones in what looked to be a paved road that led towards a worn looking castle with its gates all but open. Othewise, the landscape simply showed a meadow of tough grass and weeds as far as the eyes could see with nothing but hills and the occasional tree around. Looking around, she saw various other holes in the fabric of reality and other figures that had landed. "Owies..." Rubbing her rear end and rebuking herself for being caught off guard, the girl then climbed back up on her feet.
<You and several others have accepted the proposal and have now been reborn as a Maou. You have gained the Maou Arts: [Maou's Mind] and [Maou's Body].> Another floating display had replaced the earlier message. Then, more information popped up. <[Maou's Mind (Passive): Level Max.] Allows the user to calmly and logically think things through as though they are playing a game. Immunity to psychological status effects.> Reading that, Ran then focused her attention on the second box. <[Maou's Body (Passive): Level Max.] Grants a body that allows the user to live life like a game and grow stronger through various actions.> Unknown to Ran was the fact that ever other prospective Maou was getting the same thing displayed to them.
And then yet another message popped up. [Tutorial Quest: What the Heck is Going On?!] <Journey into the Abandoned Castle for the obligatory exposition and synopsis!> "...Huh." Oddly enough, she wasn't panicking at having been dimensionally kidnapped. Probably the effect of [Maou's Mind] at work if what she read was true. "Well... I WOULD like to know what's going on..." The girl muttered, though she stayed put for now to look around for what the others would do.
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I'll post tomorrow, sorry for the wait. School and all, eheh. ^^.
Accepted. XD
"Heretic and last of the stain of the Darkness, have you any last words before your infernal spirit is sent screaming back down to the Underworld?" A stern and elderly priest enrobed in white silk raiments and gold chains smirked down at the last Maou, pinned to the bedrock by his hands and legs with blessed silver stakes. "Your kind will now finally cease to exist with your death, and Light shall finally triumph over Darkness! Speak now or forever hold your tongue, Ruby Eyed Shannaro!" Surrounding the two were a ring of heavily armored Inquisitors and Archmages, the former leveling crossbows at the pinned figure and the latter ready to immolate with arcane flames.
The pained figure simply smirked balefully at these so called "champions of justice", blood dribbling down his bruised and cut face. He did not look anything like a demon save for his eyes which shone as brightly as the red jewels they were named after, and more like a hawkish old man that was currently sporting quite a few injuries. He was skinny and wore rags that showed off his emaciated frame, a leftover from the tortures he was subjected to. And now he was dragged out for a public execution, right before the most powerful people in the capital of light. The fat king and his brood, loathsome tyrants who heavily taxed the people to grease the hands of the adventurers. The nobles who similarly did so to host decadent balls and parties, viewing the commoners as no more than slaves. And the Church, who cut down any that dared not follow the Pantheon of Light.
Yes, it was all worth it. Amidst the sneers and jeers and being pelted with rotten fruit, the elder Maou activated his final gift to the world. "Shannaro..." The old man rasped, now sporting a full on manic grin that had projectiles and fire hurled at him. "SURPRISE!" Then, as his life was ended by the attacks, the magic bomb embedded in his heart activated and destroyed the surrounding area for a mile around in a flash of brief but supremely intense azure fire that seared even the clouds and razed the land in a perfect circle of that distance. Nothing but superheated dust was to be found at ground zero, with the only traces of the victims to be found as faint outlines on the ground or whatever remained of the stone walls. The first part of his plan had worked even with his death, crippling the forces of Light. A hundred of the most powerful people of the most powerful country was taken out in one fell swoop by his hellfire bomb, which paved the way for the restoration of Darkness. On to phase two...
On a parallel planet connected vaguely to the world where the last Maou spitefully blew himself and a hundred of the most prominent and powerful of his enemies, various people going about their day would notice something definitely out of place as they lived their daily life. No matter how much they blinked or rubbed their eyes, a translucent blue text box was following their line of sight. On it was a simple sentence that would change their lives significantly. It read as followed: [Do you want to be a Maou? -Y/N]
The pained figure simply smirked balefully at these so called "champions of justice", blood dribbling down his bruised and cut face. He did not look anything like a demon save for his eyes which shone as brightly as the red jewels they were named after, and more like a hawkish old man that was currently sporting quite a few injuries. He was skinny and wore rags that showed off his emaciated frame, a leftover from the tortures he was subjected to. And now he was dragged out for a public execution, right before the most powerful people in the capital of light. The fat king and his brood, loathsome tyrants who heavily taxed the people to grease the hands of the adventurers. The nobles who similarly did so to host decadent balls and parties, viewing the commoners as no more than slaves. And the Church, who cut down any that dared not follow the Pantheon of Light.
Yes, it was all worth it. Amidst the sneers and jeers and being pelted with rotten fruit, the elder Maou activated his final gift to the world. "Shannaro..." The old man rasped, now sporting a full on manic grin that had projectiles and fire hurled at him. "SURPRISE!" Then, as his life was ended by the attacks, the magic bomb embedded in his heart activated and destroyed the surrounding area for a mile around in a flash of brief but supremely intense azure fire that seared even the clouds and razed the land in a perfect circle of that distance. Nothing but superheated dust was to be found at ground zero, with the only traces of the victims to be found as faint outlines on the ground or whatever remained of the stone walls. The first part of his plan had worked even with his death, crippling the forces of Light. A hundred of the most powerful people of the most powerful country was taken out in one fell swoop by his hellfire bomb, which paved the way for the restoration of Darkness. On to phase two...
On a parallel planet connected vaguely to the world where the last Maou spitefully blew himself and a hundred of the most prominent and powerful of his enemies, various people going about their day would notice something definitely out of place as they lived their daily life. No matter how much they blinked or rubbed their eyes, a translucent blue text box was following their line of sight. On it was a simple sentence that would change their lives significantly. It read as followed: [Do you want to be a Maou? -Y/N]
Yosh, it's still open.
Raineh Daze said And GS won't let me use Gilgamesh. : (
And for good reason. XD
All characters so far are accepted. And thanks for compiling a list, Keja. Makes things a lot easier for me.
First post will be up either tonight or tomorrow.
First post will be up either tonight or tomorrow.
All the above characters are accepted. And might as well throw my own into the ring. XD
- Name:Ran Hoshigane
- Age: 22
- Gender: Female
- Appearance:Falling into place!
- Personality: Possessing a special exuberance seen in people half her age, Ran is a girl with lots of energy to spare. A person who enjoys being physical, she learns better by doing than by sitting around. Enthusiastic and peppy, she does her best to cheer people up and bring positive energy to wherever she goes. Though easily excitable and rarely ever shy, she has a stubborn side concerning ideals such as fair play, honesty, and morals. Though ditzy, she is quite a bit sharper than she lets on and makes good use of her rather active imagination to get creative in all matters.
- History: A third generation Japanese person who is aspring to become an architect. Currently in her fourth year of college and a mainstream otaku living in San Francisco, California. She works part time at a book store and is a member of several anime-related clubs and a rather avid gamer. Is somewhat eccentric due to her rather unaverage family members, of which there are a lot of.
- Skills: Ran can draw and cook reasonably well enough, the two being her two main passions. She's also trained in a couple of martial arts with a firm grounding in several others, and has an affinity towards dressing up. Also a very good gamer, especially concerning JRPGs of any kind.
- Maou Arts: [Cooking], [Martial Arts], [Drawing], [Cosplay], [Creativity]
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