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Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

<Snipped quote by The Irish Tree>

You used that same image only a single page ago.

You're a sham. A shell of your former self.

@Ammokkx

At this point, it's a running gag that he uses that image every time he reviews a character sheet. Every. Time.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Y'all got room for one more?

@Awesomoman64

One of us. One of us. One of us. One of us. One of us.

Fate/Prisma Connections (the reboot!)

Please leave me alone.

"And then I heard that the two of them..."

I don't care.

"But out of nowhere, this cop shows up and..."

I'm late. Please just let me leave.

"So after all this, he took her back to his place..."

Just stop. I don't care about your stupid gossip. I just want to be by myself.

"And that's why she didn't show up for school today."

"Man, I would have never guessed she'd get into that kind of trouble, Hana. Listen though, I've got a student council meeting to go to right now so how about we continue this tomorrow?"

"No need, I can just call you later tonight."

"Great. Talk to you then."

As Aoi walked away from her "friend" she could hear Hana begin spreading more hurtful rumors to another group of girls, and she wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not, but she was pretty sure that Hana mentioned her name as well. She wasn't surprised. Aoi was used to this sort of treatment, but like all of her other life problems, she ignored it with a smile. Why bother making a big deal about it? She should just focus on getting to the meeting. Definitely not think about whatever hurtful stuff Hana is saying behind her back.

The girl let out a sigh, giving herself just one opportunity to express her actual hidden feelings before forcing on a bright smile and opening the door to the student council. "Sorry I'm late, I got held up by foot traffic. I didn't miss anything did I?"

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

@GarlandDaHero,@The Irish Tree,@AdmrlStalfos19,@Hyyde322,@Kal-El

Cayde Selmy

Hearing the rest of his companions discuss the need of a strategy against Warden Derrick, Cayde decided to throw in his own thoughts on the matter. "While I agree that a plan for dealing with the warden is certainly in order, I don't think we can do so now. We don't have enough information on him like strengths and weaknesses or possible environmental hazards on the fourth floor that we or he could take advantage of. We could try and find a guard to interrogate, but I don't believe we have the time nor the privacy to conduct anything of the sort. Our best option may be to perform our own recon before engaging him ourselves."

Soon after he finished speaking though, the group would find themselves ambushed by a group of eldritch horrors that seemed like something right out of his uncle's tales. "Hold that thought," he said, peeking around the corner with Perkeo to avoid being hit by one of their water-y projectiles. "I'm no marine biologist, but..." Cayde had begun to say before one of the creatures spit out a ball of slime at the wall he was hiding behind. "I believe it's safe to say these things prefer water over this stone tower. Deep water most likely."

Looking over to a nearby scone that held a torch, one of the few sources of light in this prison, the nobleman began to hatch a plan. Removing the torch from it's fixture, Cayde tossed it around the corner to see how the five water-aligned monsters reacted. He had a feeling that their eyes would be extremely sensitive to the light as they would be meant for depths far below where the Sun's light could reach their habitat.

Fate/Prisma Connections (the reboot!)

Aoi and Longinus

Appearance/Image:

Without wold ears of course

Name: Aoi Suzuki

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Height/Weight: 5'8 / 130 lbs

Personality: Aoi keeps a smile on her face at all times, always seeming happy to be around everyone, but there is a reason that the guilt-ridden Longinus chose her as his master. Deep down she feels guilty about one specific event from her past and it's constantly eating at her.

Character Alignment: Neutral Good

Class Affinity: Lancer

Background:
Aoi grew up in a short lineage of mages, their ancestors only learning magic a handful of generations previously. Due to this, the strength behind her spells isn't as powerful nor does she have knowledge in a wide variety. What she does know though is how to use what little she knows effectively and efficiently. While none of her spells are directly lethal, she was taught from a young age how to use them in combat situations, regardless if it's for defense or offense.

However, that doesn't mean she enjoys using her magic or fighting in general. In fact, several years ago during combat training with her younger sister, she accidentally blinded her permanently. It's Aoi's biggest regret, knowing that she took away someone's senses, especially someone she felt so close with. Even after all this time, she hasn't forgiven her actions that day, even if her younger sibling already has.

Position: Director of School Events

Known Magic (If Any): Light

Special Talents/Hobbies: She enjoys experimenting with the different spells she knows to see what other things she can do with her light magic.

Ambition: To wish for her sister's sight back.

Servant Cards

Longinus; Lawful Good Lancer
STR: C(B), AGI: C(B), END: D(C), MANA: E(D), LUK: D(C), NP: A(EX)

Noble Phantasm:
- Spear of Destiny: The spearhead of Longinus' weapon is still stained with the blood of Jesus, even after all this time. When it's true name is spoken, it becomes capable of piercing through any obstacle that stands in it's path, including but not limited to concrete, metal, armor, and magical barriers though he can still miss his target if he's too inaccurate or they are capable of dodging out of the way. It also permanently removes a servant's divinity, making them decrease to that of a human servant.

This is an Anti-Unit/Anti-Divine Noble Phantasm that Targets: 1 person.

-Pure Eyes of Faith: The ability to see that which cannot normally be seen. They are similar to Mystic Eyes, but differ in that Pure Eyes are like inheriting fate or destiny rather than inheriting a genetic trait. They can only be inherited by "humans" with high spiritual power and they are an ability saints may often possess. Longinus' is colored white, giving him the appearance of one who is blind when in fact he can see better than almost anyone.

This is an Anti-Unit Noble Phantasm that Targets: 1-100 person(s).

Include: The user gains the armor and spear of Longinus.

Install: Grants his Noble Phantasms, Skills, Parameters, and the weapons of Longinus.

Install Skills:
- God Slayer D(D+): For having been the one who inflicted the final wound to Jesus Christ, he has been granted the skill of God Slayer, though because he was weakened and already near death the skill isn't as powerful.

- Protection of the Faith B-(B): As it was all a part of God's plan, Jesus forgave Longinus for all of his past misdeeds, protecting him so the ex-soldier could spread the gospel.

- Magic Resistance C(B+): An automatically assigned skill for being apart of the Lancer class.

- Divinity E(E): As seen with David, Saint Martha, and other Christian saints, Longinus receives a small rank of divinity for his worship among some sects of Christianity. However, while Jesus may have forgiven him, not all of his followers did so. This controversial rank of Saint has lead to an ever lower rank of Divinity.

- Clairvoyance C-(C): It is said that before stabbing Christ with his spear, Longinus had been weak-sighted, but when blood flowed out from Jesus' body, it had fallen upon his face and cleared him of his vision problems. In fact, it made his vision superior to the normal human, granting him Pure Eyes of Faith.

Install Appearance: Longinus' armor is a modified set of a low ranking Roman soldier, with all of its imperial iconography stripped and replaced with crosses to show respect to the messiah who had sacrificed himself for humanity. What was once a normal Roman spear was also transformed by Jesus' blood, transforming it to a more ornate and deadly weapon. Finally, when installed, the user's eyes also turn white, similar to how a blind person would appear.

Servant Biography:
Longinus was a low ranking Roman soldier who had never even seen combat during his service in the legion. He had been tasked with keeping the peace in the city of Jerusalem, at best dispersing crowds of Jews when they became rowdy over their prophet's newest miraculous act. He knew that it was all a sham and that soon this Jesus of Nazareth would be revealed to be the charlatan that he and his legionaries new him to be.

However, when the day came that Jesus was finally caught and charged for his crimes against the Empire, Longinus experienced a tightness in his chest. This was wrong. It wasn't a trial, it was an execution. His punishment more severe than anyone else would experience for committing the same crimes. Seeing this martyr struggle up the hill, bleeding and suffering, the Roman soldier could barely hold back his tears.

The next nine hours, Longinus would watch over Jesus and his grieving disciples before finally realizing that there was only one way to end this man's suffering. After his friends and family had given their goodbyes, the spearman approached the dying son of God and impaled him in the side, finally ending his torment.

Abandoning the Roman army, Longinus would spend the remaining years of his life repenting for his sins, spreading tales and scripture of the man who's life he had ended. Some paint him as a saint while others regard him as merely a pawn of Emperor Tiberius.

Servant Personality:
While his master may hide her regret behind a false smile, Longinus does the opposite. He does not hide his remorse and sorrow, his every action intended to bring him one step closer to the unachievable goal of being able to see himself as worthy to finally join his lord in Heaven. His only obstacle is himself.

Theme:

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

I'll try to get a post up tomorrow once I get home from class. Apologies to everyone in Solitary who may have been waiting for me.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

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That can also be arranged. *Brandishes knife*

@harinezumikouken

Heroes of Beacon - Contest of Champions

Pacific Grimm

In the distant future of 2005, man has conquered the stars, colonizing world after world and never sating their lust for expansion. Of course, to these once peaceful planets where life had never even been a concept before, humanity also brought with them their hate and anger. Despite decades of technological advancement, no amount of distance could quell the violence within their hearts. So as man was inclined to do, they made war against each other and no where was the fighting more intense than on the planet Beacon in the Vale System.

Down on the planet's surface, a single squad of huntsmen walked alongside the canyon's edge, searching for the secret base of the White Fang. Huntsmen were the Federation's most elite mecha pilots, usually only sent in when a mission was deemed near suicidal for their regular forces. However, for some odd reason, everything appeared to be... quiet. It happened, albeit rarely. Sometimes command was given the wrong information and it ends up their time was nothing but a waste. Usually though that didn't happen with something as vital as the location of the White Fang's leader. How could military intelligence fuck up this badly? There was nothing here for miles.

"Hey Sarge, I think it's safe to say that this mission's a dud," Corporal Robert "Robin Hood" Fallson told his commanding officer, his mech kicking a large boulder down into the trench below as if it were a small pebble.

"Well it's a good thing that you're not the one in charge than Robin Hood. Otherwise, we'd have to return to the brass and tell them we gave up before finishing our recon," replied Staff Sergeant Sand Vespa, continuing to lead her team to the end of the designated combat area. She was a professional and that meant that she'd call this a bust if and when they were 100% sure the area was clear.

"Come ooooon. My feet hurt," a voice spoke up, this one belonging to Lance Corporal Trad "Druid" Oak who was sitting comfortably in his much heavier war machine. Unlike the others three, it was built for tanking damage rather than avoiding it, with the added bonus of also having the gun with the biggest punch.

The last member of the team rose her brow in confusion as she turned her head in Trad's direction. "How the hell can your feet hurt while sitting down for several hours, Druid?" Lance Corporal Violet "Wolf Girl" Steel questioned.

"The pedals on the H-variant require a lot more force to push forward. Compare pushing down on the accelerator during a long drive with holding down the brakes while stuck in traffic."

"You're just going to have to put up with it, Druid. We've still got a couple hundred klicks to go before I'm allowing any of you to call for pick up."

"Okay, we can't have the shuttle take us back home, but what if-"

"You're not going to order a pizza, Robin Hood."

"Damn. Am I really getting that predictable?"

"Yes."

Several more hours would go by with still no other signs of life. It was beginning to look like the corporal was right all along... until.

"Hey, Sarge?"

"What's your status, Wolf Girl?"

"Is it just me or do you see a shimmer up ahe-"

Bang! Suddenly, a shot rang out as a bullet the size of small car sped across the open ground. The screech of bending metal could be heard as it impacted with Robert's mech, completely severing the left arm and sending it into the canyon below.

"They've got active cloaking! Everybody scatter!" Sand called out to her squadmates, all four hulking machines diving for cover. With their large sizes, the best the team could do was stay as low to the ground as possible so they'd be the smallest target they could possibly be. With the exception of Trad of course. With his heavy armor and even heavier gun, the tank would lay down covering fire until everyone else could get their bearings.

"Druid! Do you have eyes on the tangos?! What are we dealing with here?"

"I saw the cloaking drop for a split second before they hunkered down... Sarge, it was black and white."

"Shit!"

A black and white color scheme was non-existent for a White Fang mecha to have. That palette was reserved only for one group. The Brothers Grimm. These four brothers were a PMC hired solely by the White Fang and they were the best damn pilots this side of the Milky Way. Each of their mechs were painted to represent an animal that coincided with their nickname. The eldest brother in the wolf mech was named Beowolf, the next one was Ursa in the bear, after him was Death Stalker who even had a scorpion-like tail welded onto the back of his, and finally Nevermore as the youngest who was most likely flying above their heads right at this very moment.

"Right. We need to move. If it's the Brothers Grimm then we're dead meat if we stay here." Sand began to push herself off the ground, lifting up the barrel of her rifle to cover their retreat. "We move on three. Everyone ready?"

"Ready to rock and roll, Sarge."

"I've got a round with Beowolf's name on it. This dustball only has room for one wolf."

"What about you, Robin Hood?" the staff sergeant asked her last remaining squadmate.

When no answer came though, she asked again. "Robin Hood, what's your status?!"

Still no answer.

"Robert!"

(Stopping here for now. If anyone's interested in more I could be convinced to write the rest of what I had planned, but that'll have to be after I get some sleep and get home from my shift in the morning. Sorry for the late entry @Crimmy)

(If you're wondering what the title has to do with the entry, the answer is nothing. I just wanted to find a way to include the pun and also couldn't think of a title. Sorry for the lack of kaijus.)

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

So how are posts going?

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Blossoming Relationships

_{@Lazo@Awesomoman64@Crimmy@Abillioncats}

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This time, Robert actually paid attention to what he was being told, figuring that it would actually be a good idea to know what they were supposed to do all the way out here. It seemed simple enough, but then again so did the last two missions he had been on and look how those went. Sure, they all ended with the primary objective completed, but both times the former team leader had returned home feeling that mistakes were made on his part. There was a reason Sand was now in command though and he knew she wouldn't make the same bad calls he had.

Now that Ms. Thoúlē Aristeas was finished speaking and looking to hear whatever questions the team may have been thinking, Robert decided to be the first to speak and ask what was on everyone's mind. "Who chose the name for this organization? Like did they know how deceitful it was when they chose it? Did they sit around a table of executives and go, 'Alright guys, what name should we choose for our government-funded institution that will be creating high tech and possibly illegal weapons all for the sake of defending humanity from the greatest threat it's ever faced?'

'I know, how about we name it after the greatest dessert known to mankind so that any high school students that visit the facility will be totally confused and depressed when they realize they will not in fact be getting ice cream while they're trying to fight off the hordes of Grimm that constantly barrage our facility.'

'That's a great idea, Jim. This is why we pay you the big bucks.'"

Despite how ridiculous the scenario he had described was, it was clear by the peeved look on his face that the bespectacled young man was very serious about his question. He felt absolutely betrayed by the Atlesian woman.