Ithradine

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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"This has to be some sick joke right? There's no way this is actually happening..." Mizutani's fingers had pushed into her hair as she looked solemnly into her teacup.

Ciradyl resisted the smile that wanted to appear on her lips and forced herself to appear frightened, clinging to the collar of her own dress. The explosions had sent shockwaves that shook their floor and the sounds of battle echoed ever closer. Her guards had managed to send up a report of the situation which had been the catalyst for Miztuani's despair. It was such a sweet expression on her face that Ciradyl wished she had more time to enjoy and make it even better. Time was sadly running out and she needed to isolate Mizutani from her bodyguard.

"Tane, I'm scared. Your guards are strong, right? It was a pathetically submissive and hopeful voice, but one she knew would move her to do what she wanted.

Mizutani stopped digging her fingers further into her scalp at her words and seemed to regain a portion of her composure "Yes, they are strong my little Cici." She walked over and caressed her cheek with a single finger. Her attention turned to the elite guard inside the room "Barricade that door and don't let anyone in! Now, dammit! Mizutani screamed and they moved in accordance with her orders, gathering around the entrance to the room. Anything that seemed sturdy enough, regardless of value, was stacked against the door.

Mizutani took Ciradyl's hands and held them up between them "Stay close and I'll get us through this, 'kay Cici." That sickeningly sweet voice was laced with a different intention but Ciradyl complied regardless. There was no doubt that Mizutani would try to utilize Ciradyl as a hostage to buy whatever time that would give her. Her keen ears then picked up on the faint whirling sound of something mechanical before a thunderous roar. It was enough to send a chill down her spine and worry for Kirin's safety if the twisted grin on Mizutani's face was any indication.

Arpeggio of Blue Steel: The Phantom Fleet (OPEN)

Interested.

@Kensai

Good to have you!

Arpeggio of Blue Steel: The Phantom Fleet (OPEN)

Still looking for players! Roleplay will likely start at the end of the week.

@Ithradine

I will be putting the start of the RP on hold until there is more interest.

Morior Invictus; How Do We Continue On?

@Vixere I understand. In that particular scenario, she had only been a zombie a week and it had been unable to be replicated but I get it if that is not a direction you want to take.

Morior Invictus; How Do We Continue On?

Hmm, I once played a character that had been turned from a zombie back into a human by a rogue scientist. Their memory from their previous life was fragmented. I might be interested if I could play a character like that.

Arpeggio of Blue Steel: The Phantom Fleet (OPEN)

Still looking for players! Roleplay will likely start at the end of the week.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Arton brandished his sword in a way that, he hoped, would make Izayoi proud as he pushed to the front cutting down any opponent in his way with a maximum of two swings. The intensity in his eyes would have only succeeded by Izayoi and perhaps Eve. Their utter disdain and contempt for Valheim might have rubbed of on him. These thugs before them were worse than the soldiers in some ways. Arton had purposefully kept himself ignorant of the extent Mizutani's criminal organization conducted business. Those small details wouldn't help to bring her down any faster. His motivation to cut through their defenses he imagined was similar to Miina's. There was a chance Mizutani knew information about Reisa that would be useful.

The shaped plate armor that made his various configurations had been custom-made by Cyth with his help. It was strong enough to endure more than a few shots from the best firearm Skael could produce...but it would eventually fail. His shield, on the other hand, was more than capable of shrugging off volley after volley of shot even if his arm necessarily couldn't handle it. It was for that reason he still took cover next to Rudolf. If he had charged headfirst into their formation there was a change he would overwhelmed by volume of fire alone. Rudolf grabbed his attention with his fierce declaration. Arton would be damned if he would left him go out there alone.

He didn't know exactly what Rudolf had been planning so he kept a few paces behind him "I got your back!" It was a simple callout but it was enough to let him know Arton was following close behind. It might have been because of Izayoi's training but his eyes picked up on the dark materia that Rudolf had begun to focus on. Arton barely managed to stepped in front as a fresh volley peppered his armor and shield, breaking or bouncing against its surface. A chill ran down his spine as not long after Eve's voice roared with a violence that suggested what was about to happen.

What came next was hardly a shock to someone who had fought with her before. The annoyance was clear and in her voice and he doubt any would object in that moment. Any issues he might have had with her response didn't matter. What was done was done. There was less likely to be much more serious resistance ahead of them if the thugs actions and words could be believed.

"Rudolf, I'm going to take point. I ask that you back me up." It was the voice of someone that trusted in the soldier besides him completely. Arton had been one of the few not to speak to him privately after his 'trump' card was revealed. There was no need for clarification in his view. The others might have suspected his condition to be some kind of blight corruption but if that was the case his scar would have surely brought him to the ground with pain. No. Perhaps Arton was the only one who could trust him completely because of that.

He led the charge upwards the soon burning building with full faith that the rest of the team would support him. This was his role and purpose as he felt the slight magical pulse of the Materia he held. They didn't possess any flashy ability or skill that allowed him access to spells. What they offered was an incredible defense bolstered by his hardened physique. All he had to do in this instant was draw their ire and Rudolf, with his superior offensive abilities, would be able to freely deal with any opposition.

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

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Mizutani cursed under breath as her face morphed into a irritated scowl and her right brow began to twitch. She took a moment to close her eyes as she set the tea cup down on its accompanying saucer with a grace that betrayed the rage building up within and inhaled deeply "I expect whatever is happening below to be dealt with before my tea goes cold... Her eyes open slightly and she glowered at one of the guards attending her in the room "...U N D E R S T A N D?" If Mizutani had been holding the same cup she had been earlier it would have surely shattered in her grip that accompanied the venom in her words. A heavy, uninterested sigh escaped her lips as she crossed her legs and took out one of the expensive cigars she had imported from Valheim. The tip of the cigar was ignited with an elaborate lighter that had been custom made for one of the executed Osprean lords. She inhaled the smoke in one slow drag and seemed to release her anger into the smoke cloud that rose towards the ceiling."Ah, my sweet Cici. What terrible timing. Don't worry that pretty, little head about anything, 'kay?" She had adopted a playful, almost childish tone as she addressed Ciradyl.

A frightened look flashed on Ciradyl's eyes as she heard all the commotion from downstairs and looked over Mizutani with practiced fear in her eyes. "O-okay, I am in your care Mistress." She spoke softly in a demure tone, bowing her head in reverent respect for her elder. Ciradyl could feel those vile eyes of her all over, tearing her apart piece by piece and it brought a visceral reaction in her gut. The only reason why it didn't was because of Mizutani's foolishly relaxed attitude thinking it was just some rag-tag group rebels. Good. Ciradyl had managed to get her guard down enough that she was leaving openings for Kirin to exploit. The force and pace at which her allies had started to assault the mansion did give her a bit of pause.

A shrill shriek from Mizutani berated Ciradyl's ears "You're just so too cute, Cici! I'm not going to let anyone else have you." Ciradyl gritted her teeth into one of her charming smiles. How did a fool like this come into a position like this. No. She wasn't stupid. Mizutani was quite the genius in a lot of ways. Ciradyl understood that she was one of the few things that could get her to act this sloppy.

It was actually a relief that Kirin was wasting no time. She didn't know how much longer she could conceal her overwhelming bloodlust. There would be no slow, agonizing torture for Ciradyl to wash away the grime. No commiserating with allies that understood her agony. All that awaited her at the end of this all was a hollow victory. It had not been fair to Team Kirin for her to walk her own path here. She hoped that with time and enough reparations they might forgiver her this one indulgence. There was nothing, she believed, that grant her that forgiveness if Mizutani was allowed to speak to them. Mizutani was a cowardly snake that would more than gladly give up whatever information she thought would save her.

Ciradyl raised the tea, pretending to tremble slightly, and took a sip to ease her emotions. A hopeful, innocent part of her hoped that she might be able to move on after closing this chapter of her life. Her sullen eyes stared into the amber liquid in her cup as she lowered it from her lips. Perhaps Izayoi had the right idea after all. One final, grand action to cleanse the pain of the past. She felt like for the first time she really understood Izayoi. 'An unrequited love that end in tradegy? How original...' She thought, nearly breaking out into a smile. Whatever she decided to do after Mizutani's death...at least she had served and given Opsrey a chance to flourish once again.

Arpeggio of Blue Steel: The Phantom Fleet (OPEN)

UPDATE: I have looked at the Fate system and I don't think I will be using it for this RP but I'm going to incorporate a few concepts from it.

I also wanted to clarify to anyone considering a carrier that might be dissuaded by there already being one. Because of maintaining the stealth drive and other resources for the Fleet, Shinano will not be as effective as a carrier without these restraints.

Self-Replicating Factory (Ithradine's Testing Grounds)

State of the World

Communications between countries separated by ocean or sea have become near impossible following the total blockade of all transport and communication overseas. Orbital satellites are quickly shot down the moment they breach the atmosphere. There are three major factions that remain operational: The European Union, NATO, and CSAT. There is additionally a minor faction headed by Japan but their strategic power is hardly significant on the global stage. Tensions between CSAT and the European Union have steadily begun to escalate as both factions try to secure solutions to their food and resource shortages.

There is no restrictions travelling over land whether by plane, car, or train. Short distances over shallow waters do not seem to trigger a response from the Fleet of Fog. Travel over seas is not impossible but comes with great risk. Any ship entering the ocean is doomed to encounter a Fleet of Fog ship shortly after entering. The same goes for any airplane that crosses into the ocean. Humanity has desperately tried to invent a ship capable of either outrunning the Fleet of Fog or standing up to it but there have no promising developments.