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Searching For A White Knight

@Xavier Bloodbayne oh then I may not be able I'm not too good.

@Blueflame

You could probably do it but it requires more effort even from me when I post, which adds on a day or two per post. If your character joined the bad guys it would make more sense to explain how mine would loose. If the good guy side, it would likely be best to happen after mine gets killed.

Arena Chat Thread

Playing Hearts of Iron 4, really fun strategy game that seems pretty realistic, like balancing their actual power rather than having Ecuador as powerful as China or something. I'm playing as a fascist United States who joins the axis and wishes to conquer all the Americas and than defeat Soviet Union once they have all that power. How realistic do you guys think Us could defeat all the Latin countries on it's own? I steamrolled Central America (after some slight trouble with Mexico) and am now in Columbia, which to me sounds reasonable although in real life they would have predicted this expansion and all teamed up at once as the steamroll got halfway, which would have given them better odds of surviving. at first I thought in real life they could send all their fleets to attack the mainland while my main army is storming Central America, but then I remembered the fleet is not fighting Japan here so has its full power off the shore, making it unrealistic they could do any attacks on the mainland in game or real life.

Edit: half my forces defeated Canada while the other half is taking central and South America. My fleet is the only thing protecting the mainland besides a few marines. The Canada forces are returning to the mainland but won't stay long as they Willa invade across the Atlantic to help the axis in their desperate struggle. I think the axis looses like in real life every time unless you do something different than real history.

Edit: Looking online, most think US would indeed win. Also saw a fun argument for what state would win if they all declared war on each other. Someone created this huge fanfiction on the answer to the question. XD

Chaos Is Born

Myrda could do nothing to save the dying guard who had been skewered by the flung sword. She grimaced at the brutal sight despite being pretty battle hardened. This was exactly why she wanted to fight him herself. Normal people would just get in the way and get killed like he had. She implied as much to the other guards, “Make protecting the civilians your priority and aiding the injured. Avoid confrontation with him unless absolutely necessary to achieve that purpose. I will try to lure him away from the population centers.”

She gave chase through the house, out into the alley, and past the women laying motionless on the dirty ground with hardly a second glance. Although she had compassion, she knew that stopping the villain as soon as possible would do far better good than stopping to check on them in what was likely a futile effort. Besides, that’s what the other guards were for anyways, if they followed her instructions. They were not legally obligated to obey a Paladin’s orders, but they tended to do so if they knew what was best for them. It was more of an unspoken rule than anything.

At first she couldn’t locate him, although the echoing howl down the narrow corridors got her on the right track. She caught up to him just as his hand was punched through the man’s neck. He sure seemed to have a fascination with attacking people’s necks, didn’t he?

She charged forward to cleave at the attacker’s waist from right to left with a powerful swing, although not enhanced to her fullest extent. He was more powerful than a mere mortal but not powerful enough to warrant her “powering up”, so to speak. If he was still a danger to others than she would have to do so to stop him as quickly as possible, but now that she had him in her sights she wouldn’t have to do so. She didn’t have anything against doing so, it was more like she didn’t feel the need to bother. Perhaps he could give her some more excitement if they fought on more even terms for a bit before she finished him off. That is if he survived her opening attack.

Chaos Is Born

It's one and done for me lol

@Xavier Bloodbayne

I have to reread what I write at least one and then second guess after I post, so yeah.

Chaos Is Born

I'll aim for a post tomorrow. Slower posting and more detailed will win the race for this battle.

CREEPING DEATH (Nobody Vs. Doc)

Nillie saw the pigs coming at her from either side so lunged forward, hopefully causing a 28 pig pile-up at the spot where she had been floating in just a moment before. However, she was unable to avoid the two coming at her from the front. She grimaced as they collided, causing more damage to her barrier than before thanks to adding her speed into the mix. However, she yet again managed to prevail, and with her increased mass was able to keep moving forward away from the impact zone. She held out both hands to send out even more of her rift energy to hopefully randomly demolish large swaths of them on either side of her. She had a hint of desperation in her attacks now, seeing the situation going south. She wanted to eliminate them all as soon as possible rather than conserve energy, as she felt like she couldn’t waste any time.

Chaos Is Born

I may consider it for a later battle with more unskilled characters.

Chaos Is Born

When a sword strike hits so well that it comes out the butt, that seems like a natural 20 on a 20 sided dice right there. XD Maybe if you get a 95 to 100 you should get a critical hit that kills her right there.

I can see the handicap system used when there's a good excuse why they could hit or miss, but generally my character wouldn't be failing all that much as she's not pushing her limits at all in the fight. An olympic weightlifter wouldn't have to roll a dice to lift a 20 pound weight, after all.

Chaos Is Born

Hope you are okay with adding some more town guards around. I plan on them not doing anything for the fight. Xavier can lead Mryda away from the area where they can't catch up.

Chaos Is Born

She could feel that a great darkness had descended upon the town. A frenzy of townspeople chattered anxiously amongst themselves, speaking of rumors of a horrible killer that was on the loose. A group of men dressed in armor clattered down one of the dirty streets on their way to the residential district, the same direction where pointing and conversations were directed towards. Her suspicions were confirmed.

She took large strides that way with her nearly 6 foot tall frame. She had an athletic, sturdy looking body encased within form fitting black fabric underneath an expensive looking white colored breastplate, pauldrons, vambraces, and greaves made out of hardened steel. She had shoulder length blonde hair that had a somewhat spiky feel to it, no effort put into styling it or wearing makeup. She looked quite tough, including her face, although she still retained some femininity about it. At her hip was attached a white colored steel longsword that appeared to be slightly thicker than average, although not to a ridiculous degree.

This weapon now found it’s way into her armored grip as she advanced the point of interest; the house of the culprit who was the cause of all this commotion. Guards were attempting to form a defensive line around it so that their target would be unable to escape. They appeared to be hesitant to actually advance into the house. From what she heard, something horrible must have happened to the last poor saps to attempt such a feat mere moments ago.

“My name is Myrda Strongwill, Grand Paladin sent by the holy order to investigate claims of horrible darkness that we have sensed brewing in the area. That has lead me here,” she informed the captain of the town guard, a man with an impressive mustache.

“Ah! Ma’am, it’s a pleasure to have you. We-…ah…I think he’s coming out!” He said, turning his attention to the doorway. The rest of the guards shifted nervously, preparing themselves.

“Let me handle him alone,” she said, stepping forward. She didn’t activate much of her power yet, only a slight glint of light radiating off of her body every once in a while.