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I prefer small groups/1x1s.
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Back after a long hibernation :P

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If anybody's wondering, here's a gif that might make it easier to imagine Mami's fighting.

"I think that's enough, Sasaki." Mami Tomoe said. The creatures had all been slaughtered, all that were willing to come near, anyways. "I don't want you to waste your magic too much." She stepped forward over the dead bodies, cautiously, expecting attack at any moment. It appears, however, that all the creatures nearby had decided to attack, and all of them cut down.

Mami then got a notification on her phone. She took a few moments to look around before taking out her device and reading the message- It spoke that these creatures were a level 4 biological parasite, and that the first priority was to rescue an ethereal on the station. "We have someone to rescue." She told Sasaki. "We'd best get moving, and quickly. But before that," Mami summoned a small ribbon and tied it tightly onto the door of the ship. "I'll keep track of this, so we don't get lost."

Mami's ribbon remained taught as she walked, getting longer with every step she made. Her pace quickened as she began searching the corridors. The parasite form had taken over most of the insides of the station already, which made maneuvering difficult. And for some reason, this kind of searching felt familiar, even though she'd never experienced something like this in her life.

The Magical Girl turned a corner to find a large number of the creatures around a small area. They noticed her, and attacked.

Quickly Mami summoned two muskets. She used them first to bash one incoming creature, and then fired upon two more. She discarded the empty guns and summoned another, bashing down two more before she could fire it. The holes created in the walls then created more ribbons, increases as Mami continued to fight. Eventually the ribbons were enough to form a barricade in the hallway, keeping any more at bay. Mami used the moment to create one last musket, and began channeling power into it. As she did, it grew larger and larger, until the point where it needed stilts to be aimed properly. This wasn't a musket anymore. This was a cannon.

"Tiro, Finale!"

The whistle that the bullet made echoed throughout the nearby corridors as it destroyed the barrier that Mami had created, and all of the parasites congregating behind it. Once silence came about, a voice was heard further down the hall. "...Mami?"

"Homura!?" She called out, and ran forward. It was Homura- battered and bruised a little, but in good shape, and holding a pistol. "What happened? How did you get hurt?"

"I can't use my powers continuously, they managed to get a few cheap shots in. But i'll manage." She said, wincing.

"Head back to our ship. Follow my ribbon. Wait there until we get back, alright?" Mami insisted.

"Okay. Thanks." She waved at Mami a goodbye, and she set out in the opposite direction of Mami.
I think its fine, im just waiting on @Legion-114 or @Gentlemanvaultboy to continue.
In Grove 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Thats alright, take your time dude.
Mami's stomach lurched. Despite her combat prowess, she was still only fourteen. Her body suffered from space sickness just like everyone else. And right now, Curses were in short supply- she only had ten, good for about two restorations of her Soul Gem. Using magic to keep her from getting a little dizzy and nauseous before a potential fight would be unwise.

Mami managed to bear her discomfort so that she didn't show weakness to Sasaki. To him she seemed as calm as ever. His mind immedietly went to battle. He made it clear that Mami were to take the lead on this mission. Sasaki further extrapolated on this, almost outright saying that he was willing to be a pawn for her.

"I appreciate your generosity and dedication," she said. "But I would prefer if you used your own judgment. I'm much more used to fighting alone, and occasionally rescuing someone. For now, just stick by me, and if we get into a fight, asses the situation yourself." Mami said this all stoically, not letting Sasaki see that she was getting increasingly nauseous as the jumps continued.

As the final jump finished, something truly disgusting appeared through the windows. It was Union Station... but it's almost as if it were infected by something. Sasaki concluded that it was purely organic, and not magical or mechanical. "But what.... thing, organic or no, could cause this type of destruction in such a short period?"

Mami observed a small fleet of escape pods and other craft leaving Union Station. She entered the cockpit, and caught a fowl stench of the pilot's vomit. She gagged for a moment, before instructing the man to dock as soon as was possible.

"Prepare yourself. I have no idea what that is, or what it's capable of." Mami stood by the boarding hatch, signalling Sasaki over. Her body glowed yellow for a split second, and her attire changed from a simple school outfit to her Magical Girl form. The door hissed as the docking was complete, and it began opening. Mami stood there, prepared for the worst to jump out at her.
I believe @Gentlemanvaultboy needs to post next.
Mami simply watched as Sasaki quickly took control over the situation. He managed to take control of the station rather quickly. Mami watched from her seat as nearly all of the passengers exited, and nobody boarded, save for a young drunk woman who had challenged Sasaki to battle. Mami approached her.

"Come now, this is hardly the time and place for a drunken brawl."

"Wuh? Ah'm not drunk!" She spouted immedietly.

"Regardless, i do believe it best if you were to exit. Please." Mami said, almost as if commanding her.

"Oh yea? You an' what army?" She dropped herself into a sloppy fighting stance.

Mami turned to see Sasaki dealing with the pilot. She sighed to herself. "I suppose it's only human nature sometimes, and not rational thought."

"'S that a insult?"

Mami didn't reply, instead she lassoed a single yellow ribbon around the woman's feet. She topped over rather easily. "I don't want to force you off of the transport. But i will if you won't cooperate."

"Tch..." The woman got up after Mami dismissed her ribbon, and made for the exit. "I'll 'member this!"

Mami watched the woman get off the transport as Sasaki turned to her. "Shall we?"

She nodded in response. "Yes, let's hope that whatever's going on here can be resolved quickly." Mami escorted the pilot back to the cockpit. "Union station, please." She told him.
In Grove 7 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Markus wandered his way downstairs after a restful night. The morning light shone through the windows and revealed three other men in the pub aside from Skarjaw- Leo, Seymour, and another man who Markus didn't know. "Do you want breakfast too?" The bartender called out. "Lentil stew and some bread."

"Yeah, please." Markus said, still slightly groggy. He sat at the bar next to Leo, who had already eaten. The orc set down a bowl and a piece of bread in front of him. Markus smelled the stew. "Smells a little bland..." He thought out loud. Upon tasting it, it was just as flavorless as it smelled. Shaking his head, he simply drank it bit by bit.

"Oh? Not good enough for you?" The bartender said. "I could just take it back if you don't want it." Skarjaw reached a hand out to Markus' bowl, and the half-elf met his eyes, pulling the bowl away. Both Markus and Skarjaw gave a small laugh as the orc pulled his hand away.

As he finished the stew and the bread, Markus turned to Leo. "So, is there a plan for today?"
Username: Scarfking

Name: Nihere

Gender: Male

Age: 31

Race: Human

Appearence:


Readied Weapon(s):

Longbow [5d3 Piercing D STR B DEX]
Requires 9 STR, 12 DEX
-1 SPD, +1 ACC
Fires arrows
Two-handed
A powerful wooden longbow.

Parrying Dagger [1d4 Piercing C DEX D SPD]
Requires 5 STR, 8 DEX
+2 SPD, +0 ACC
+1 AC when not used to attack
A simple dagger.

Iron Arrow [1d2 Piercing] (x30)
Ammunition (Arrow)
Damage type overridden by ranged weapon
A bog-standard arrow.

Equipped Armor:

Fur Armor [+2 AC, Body, Feet]
Minor cold resist
-1 AC from SPD
Thick fur armor and boots that keep cold at bay.

Cloth Gloves [+0 AC, Hands]
+1 ACC for ranged attacks
Used to grip ranged weapons and protect the hands from kickback as the weapon fires
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