Grey Star

Character Crossover Crisis City

Would like to ask people to stop deliberately egging their characters on to make confrontations like this from happening. Arguments are fine and all for characters, but fights such as these are going to end up as huge cluserf*cks and I would like to avoid them if at all possible.

Character Crossover Crisis City

Ah, thank you for the explanation. Accepted again. ^^.

Character Crossover Crisis City

He seems to be an OC put together by piecing together different albums by a band so I'll have to decline.

Character Crossover Crisis City

In what could only be described as a train wreck of epic proportions, the various entities within this particular group found themselves simultaneously acting against both the dragon and each other. Saber and Archer would find that their blades were easily able to dig into the dragon's glittering scales, but at the terrible velocity it was descending caused the force to skitter off in uncertain jags instead of the cleaner strokes they were hoping for, especially with how dense the skin, musculature, and bones were. Not to mention the aura of biological pathogens that ate away at lifeforce itself that was blazing away in sufficient enough qualities to eat away at even the sturdy Servants could feel the damage from engaging in such close contact. Enchanted steel continued to carve away at hyper dense draconic materials in a maddening game of self-imposed chicken, letting new streams of dark blood to billow out from the great beast.

It was at that point that another tall man in crimson decided to hop aboard the Heavenly Revolving Dragon, smashing into Saber and then dragged down by the G force generated by the beast while plastered against its much greater mass. A great demon was then thrown into the already chaotic fray, a great burdensome thing that dwarfed even the dragon, though the summoning was long enough for the thing to not be able to generate that much thrust in getting off the ground. As a result, the titan was pushed back towards the ground due to the Shagara Magaru's three ton bulk traveling at terminal velocity in a power dive of cataclysmic proportions. It was the resistance of the demon that dispersed a great deal of power from washing out in a overpowering flood and thus merely produced a minor earthquake in the area as the great bulks caused a giant crater after the explosive impact was tanked by the fellspawn behemoth.

Now thoroughly weakened by just about everything thrown at it, the Heavenly Punishing Mountain Dragon God was in a pitiful state as its lifeblood gushed out by the gallons while its broken and twisted limbs were wrapped up in the summoned demon's embrace (though it looked as though it wasn't in great shape either as the thing was also bent at an awkward angle and pierced in multiple spots by the dragon's claws and spikes), jutting at awkward angles and in some case showing bone. Its eyes now glazed over, the Elder Dragon let out an ear splitting death keel before slowly letting its head slack and thud down into the ruined earth with finality. Ranma watched all this with a grimace on her face, as the whole episode reminded her greatly of her own infighting from Nerima. At the very least, no mountains were destroyed this time, though the local terrain did look to be in pretty bad shape.

Before the girl could say anything else though, words flashed in front of her eyes once more. [First Trial- Cleared.] Then the world was engulfed in a pillar of expanding white light that blinded the pigtailed girl before what felt like turbulence batted her this way and that like she was flotsam in a churning ocean, unable to see and hear anything and feeling uncomfortable from the whole experience. Then gravity took over once more and the girl instinctively landed softly on the ground after repositioning herself in a crouch, blinking the last of the spots from her eyes before focusing once more on her surroundings. It was the City once more; the eclectic mishmash of buildings, architecture, and terrain under the alien sky. "Huh... Weird." Checking her body, the girl found it to be a surprise of the good kind when her clothes were repaired and her body unmarked by the grievous wounds that was previously on her, looking like she had put on freshly laundered clothing after taking a nice bath. Even her mental fatigue had all but vanished, leaving her wide awake and full of energy. As the other Challengers were displaced alongside her, they too would notice any and all negative afflictions to be gone and their physical and mental state of being to be at optimum levels.

Then, taking a glance around her more immediate surroundings, the martial artist realized she was in what was a treasury fused with an armory with a window that showed off the City and a heavily armored door leading presumably outside. The vast room she was in seemed to be made from a strange silvery blue metal and contained electronic lights that showcased the various items it held. The majority of the objects located in the sparsely decorated and rather utilitarian looking vault could only be described as weapons, half of the items sporting a dark and sinister motif and other half begot a gleaming and gilded appearance in stark contrast, rather like the form of the dragons slain. The majority were also of rather ridiculous size in and of themselves with the exceptions of the Shield and Sword as well as the Dual Blades, and some of the weapons looked rather exotic such as the giant hunting horn or the lance that came with its own gun barrels.

Besides those rather intimidating weapons lying on their racks were miscellaneous objects: what looked like mine charges, bombs, and barrels fused of various size and colors, as well as dozens of vials of differently colored liquids, dozens of giant arrows that looked more like spears with feathers, hundreds of oversized gun shells at least three inches long, butterfly nets, fishing poles, pick axes, harpoons, a portable meat spit, torches, various metallic ores, and giant monster bones. As soon as Ranma moved forward to grab a polearm off the rack and experimentally spun it to test out its balance, new words popped up in her vision.

[For completing your assigned task and fulfilling the primary objective of subduing the Legendary Dragon as well as several secondary objectives of overcoming other wyverns, you Challengers have been awarded your Spoils of War, rewards which coincide with the theme of the completed Trial. All Trials will grant such rewards if the objectives are followed. Alternatively, breaking the affirmed rules result in a reduction of Spoils as well as more immediate punishment during the Trials themselves. Remember to keep this in mind while participating. All Spoils are stored in the War Room and can be utilized by any Challenger for future Trials or for personal use during their tenure in the City between such events. Only the Challengers have access to this room. All items used, lost, or broken will not reappear in the War Room so be careful with your consumption. The door leads back to the City and access to the War Room is always available before and after a Trial. Thank you, have a nice day.]

With that, the exposition faded away with a cheery blip, leaving a rather confused martial artist behind holding ridiculously sturdy and sharp weapon in her arms. "Wow, that was... something..." The pigtailed girl said in an unsure tone, though she was pleased the pointy looking polearm in her hands were of superior craftsmanship. WHIR WHIR HUM FWOOSH went the weapon as the girl played with it as though she was a cheerleader using a baton, in increasingly complicated kata that no normal person could do as quickly or as smoothly with the surprisingly heavy blade on a stick.

Character Crossover Crisis City

Yeah, in the future not all challenges will be combat oriented. Expect a fair amount of mysteries, puzzles, shenanigans, and politics (the fun kind) to be involved. XD

Magitech Girls! A mecha musume/magical girl and monster fighting RP!

"Ah, Japan! The land of the rising sun! Full of a great many wonders such as Mt. Fuji, egg plants, and hawks! Also anime, manga, visual novels, light novels, and other such amazing products... Muhuhuhu..." A tiny blonde girl was giggling somewhat excitedly to herself, looking somewhat out of place given that a) she was full of energy and excited and b) she was definitely not Japanese in any way, shape, or form. Even if all of her worldly possessions she had on her was of Japanese make such as the smartphone that she was using to snap pictures of the scenery and the others, as well as the rather flashy [I Love Akihabara] t-shirt complete with various smiling maids inked on the fabrics. Or maybe that rather huge bag of reading materials bought from certain bookstores. Or her suit case full of clothes that resembled cosplay outfits in both look and function.

All in all, Elizabeth L. Lancaster was a person without negativity or concerns at the moment. The absurdly youthful looking girl was actually bouncing up and down in anticipation, wondering what all the fuss and hullabaloo was about, slight frame barely held in place. She was not sure WHY she was brought all the way to Japan from her native Great Britain or why her parents had allowed her to go so fast, but she wasn't complaining! The Japanese sure knew their stuff and her ride over was anything but unpleasant, seeing as she had the time of her life checking out the various merchandise before being rounded up. As such, her mood was the intense sort of happy that threatened to boil over and needed to be shared with everyone else.

"Oh boy, I wonder what else is coming up next! I mean there's a group and everything and people are acting like the Men in Black at the moment with the government looking officials and everything and wow what's that over there and ooh, I can't wait!" The young Englishwoman continued to babble, her enthusiasm distinctly contrasting along with the suspicions and darker thoughts of just about everyone else, making her appear even more out of place than before. Still, the girl was an intelligent person and she knew that something was coming up that would probably affect those gathered here to a certain degree. She just didn't know how much, and what the news was. Still, it wasn't shady looking in the least and thus she would bear an open mind until given a reason to prove otherwise. After all, one had to give a chance to experience new things after all, and this was something interesting right here!

To Topple an Empire

Name: Alaustriel Dragonstabber

Age: 121

Race: (High) Elf

Appearance: The Dreaded and Terrible Dragonstabber in All His Glory!

Abilities: Alaustriel is an elf of many talents, gathered through his short (for an elf) but rather eventful life. As with all elves, he is swift and graceful, along with gaining a degree of swiftness and dexterity that is higher than average for even his race. He is a consummate musician who plays the flute rather enchantingly, has a quick wit and tongue which makes him a wonderful weaver of stories as well as convincing negotiator. Alaustriel then is an expert woodsman and tracker who can flit about woods with nary a sound while making use of all of nature's bounty that most people would not even think of even accessing, and is a master archer whose unerring arrows pack a lot more punch than his slight frame suggests- partially due to his access of low leveled life magics that strengthen the body's inherent characteristics and also healing abilities that lets him heal light wounds. Other than that, he's quite good at fending off people who gets too close through any versions of daggers/knives/short blades and an unorthodox kick based martial arts style that make use of his powerful legs. He also knows his way around cooking whether it be survival cooking made in the wilderness with a minimum of ingredients and tools at hand or proper fare made in the kitchen full of bountiful ingredients due to his picky tongue appetite being one of the few negative high elven traits he cannot rid himself of, as he loves good tasting food. As such, he knows quite a bit of information on just about anything edible and their effects having gone and tasted them all personally. As such he has poison resistance towards many plant based poisons due to ingesting trace amounts of the things to develop immunity to.

History: Born in a high elf society and as head of a minor noble house, Alaustriel chafed under the stifling and often times stuffy society that was so dismissive of everything not their own culture. Eventually having enough of being cooped up, the young elf literally leaped out a window during a particularly off-putting tutoring lesson and discarded his finery and clan name to live a free life that he always wanted. Somewhere along his travels, the elf apprenticed under a ranger and became a wood elf in all but species and then slayed a young and overconfident but still very violently dangerous dragon during one of his adventures by stabbing it to death with a broken longbow, which earned him the title "Dragonstabber". After that point, he now finds the oppression and dark times rather distasteful and is now doing his best to bloody the noses of those who are evil with his own chaotic brand of justice.

Character Crossover Crisis City

I'm just going to say that the reason the demon summoning didn't work was due to the fact nowhere in Sorin's sheet did it say he had that nor did you PM me ahead of time to warn me about it, which would be common courtesy in scenarios such as this. Also the fact that the demon would have been more troublesome than the dragon to deal with too considering how much power it apparently has and I wasn't sure if it'd turn on the rest of the party.

Magitech Girls! A mecha musume/magical girl monster-fighting RP signups and interest check!

Name: Elizabeth L. Lancaster

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: "It's Go Time!"

Personality: A very confident young woman who knows exactly what she's capable of, Elizabeth is a person who is always pushing against her limits to constantly improve herself. She desires to be a defender of "love and justice" and is quite intelligent even though most of the time she is a bit eccentric and hyperactive. Stubbornly set in her ideals, she lives every day of her life with as much zeal as possible. She also has horrendous lying capabilities due to her wearing her heart on her sleeve, so while she can be counted on to be honest (brutally so even), she might step on people's toes due to both blunt assessments and sharp tongued opinions.

Brief Backstory: A somewhat ordinary girl that wanted to be a fully extraordinary one and got her wish granted by being chosen as a magiech girl. Her life is somewhat normal in that she goes to school and has friends and talks about normal stuff, but she and her family members are very weird and all have their own eccentric quirks. Also she comes from a rather rich old wealth family who hatched some of the eclectic and eccentric minor nobles in Great Britain's history Currently, she is best described as an oriental otaku and her room is filled with all sorts of Japanese merchandise and media.

Abilities: Elizabeth is ambidextrous, good at cooking and tea making, and knows how to ride horses. She also fences fairly well and created the Lancaster School of Anything That Works Kempo, which is basically a mixed martial arts style she created by popping into various different martial arts classes over the years and stealing stuff she likes while combining it with whatever catches her interest from her wide collection of media and the internet.

Powers: Elizabeth's Variable Valkyrie focus on close to mid range combat, with her specialty being able to manipulate special iron dust to create all sorts of items and equipment via bonding and seperationg to attack the enemy with super sharp/hard melee weapons that can regenerate as long as she has enough focus and fighting spirit. She also has the secondary ability that allows her to vibrate the substance she controls and thus gives her the ability to cut through many substances she can't normally cut and break down rigid objects with ease given enough time. She can't take much hits, but given her specialty she is fast and can chain together a lot of blows once she gets rolling as well as dodge retaliation rather good with above average speed and reaction times.

Weapon(s): Her weapons are the Cold Iron Maidens, which usually take the appearance of her wings and accessories on her armor but can be used as swords once she enters close enough range. Their real form though is actually a shapeless cloud of iron dust that can turn into quite a lot of more defined and compact shapes with ease.

Character Crossover Crisis City

Ranma hefted a sigh of relief as the dragon's breath was dissipated by her acquaintances/allies and their various rather amazing abilities. Now then, time to see what she could contribute in this fight. Strange agent messing around with her ki pathways that made it impossible to repair damage at the moment as well as caused emotional turbulence trending towards dark emotions were clinically categorized and immediately found a counter to. Charging herself full of depression energy by using the dark thoughts to her own advantage, the redhead was soon clad in a wild bonfire of sickly green ki that highlighted her now blank and forlorn face which had lost its shine for the moment.

As the others engaged the now resuscitated dragon with fervor and fire, the Shagaru Magara was now viciously defending and retaliating against the much smaller figures ganging up on it. The red and blue Servants would find themselves scoring direct hits that bit deeply into dragon, though a combination of almost supernatural reaction and scales harder than the majority of metals diminished the power a bit. Nevertheless, the dragon was now bleeding once more, dark blood and black smoke emanating from its wounds. Then a burst of dark miasma flowed out in an explosive ripple that gouged the surrounding landscape as revenge for the blows suffered.

The Eidolon summoned against the beast was deemed a suitable opponent, seeing as it was big and clad in an element it rather hated unlike the much smaller beings that refused to stay in one place. The halberd met clawed wings, digging into the pseudo-arm as sparks flew and an aura of superheated plasma combated its shroud of darkness, the energies striving against each other even as their owners engaged in a titanic clash. Unfortunately for the summon, the dragon was a bit cheap and sucker punched the thing with its other arm in the place where a normal organism's gut would be since it was losing the battle due to fire being liberally used.

While this was happening, an armored man and a berserk flaming grappler plunged their respective weapons into the hide of the dragon, both luckily biting into the silvery scars that were still soft even from the regeneration, the lance and dagger sliding in deeper than it should have. No demon was summoned though, since the dragon had no iota of magical power to act as the summoning agent for the creature, as its attacks and abilities all came from its unique biochemistry. It then spun around in a crazed circle while roaring its hate to repulse the two with sheer momentum given how close they were.

It was lucky for the close combatants that they were flung away given at that moment a heart shaped beam of energy and super heavy ball of depression powered green ki slammed into the thing at the same time, slamming it with sheer blunt force trauma powered through some of the strangest sources of power available. Ranma smirked from her place as she successfully launched the original version of the ki attack, her arms cupped from the technique. And then Felt's vial of miasma smashed into the golden hide and seeped in through the open wounds while it was dazed. When it came to, its eyes refocused and turned into a strange violet hue as it burned with something that was higher than hatred towards the amassed attackers, growling as it dripped ichor freely from their attacks.. Its horns sprung out and were now sparking with crackling purple energies while every rapid breath was now spitting out sparks and clouds of dark vapor. Its golden scales shined with luminescence as though the it became a second sun even as it flung itself up into the air and spiraled high before screaming back down like a vengeful meteor, a liberal wave of power cocooning its body as biological agents and streams of blood flowed out of its injured body in a trail of self-destructive power, aiming to wash away everything with pure brute force in an all or nothing attack.