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In The Star-Breakers → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


In The Star-Breakers → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Okay, first of all...I love him. xD

I think this looks great, and I can appreciate the fact that he has some preset antagonistic forces for me to play with >:3. Still, one small nitpick is that he lacks a piece in his biography mentioning how he came into contact with The Star-Breakers; doesn't have to be anything crazy or complex though it could be hehe, but the note is nice regardless.

Beyond that small bit, Slink oughta be good to roll out!


Thank you. Had fun writing him up. I'm perfectly fine with you doing whatever you want to with the med-tech corporation.

Added some backstory of him meeting the crew so I'll shift him over to characters.
In The Star-Breakers → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Here's my application. Please let me know if I'm light on anything



In The Star-Breakers → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I love some Guardians of the Galaxy. Could be keen to play the sneak/scout role. Will try to have a CS up tomorrow if there's space left
In Mercenaries! - A tongue in cheek fantasy roleplay where things often go wrong 18+ language, violence → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Oh looks like I got in late. Still want to put my two cents in even if I'll be doubling up on some classes. I'll just drop the two concepts I had.





In Mercenaries! - A tongue in cheek fantasy roleplay where things often go wrong 18+ language, violence → 2 yrs ago Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Quite like the idea of this. Have a wizard concept if there's still room.
In The Hourglass Order → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Eun-Ji @Medili, Carmilla @Animus, Zarra @BreathOfTheWoof, Dory @Jasbraq, Manfred @Force and Fury


The drunken man’s parting word left Leon with a sense of emptiness. ‘Nothing will bring my brother back.’ The cost of his ambition was paid for with the blood of others against his wishes. He now had a debt which he had never held before and it would need to be paid before he could justify himself again. Whether with the lyre or not, he had to save lives enough to make up for those lost here.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Spread out, stop this riot, fix the ship.” Leon commanded aimlessly into the hall. Only for him to feign acting his own command to pursue his own goals. He needed to find Manfred, or Eun-Ji, whoever could get him off this boat. He has had enough of all this.



Leon could find them easily enough with a decent amount of searching and bumping into fleeing common folk. Down in the lower decks just above the water line. Quite a panic was being roused about these 'Schluckodils', whatever they were. Probably some river beast.

"Manfred! Eun-Ji!" Leon breathed heavily as if he had been running. Some part of it was an act, another part genuine. "I came as fast as I could. The crowd is calm, but what is this talk about Scluckodils? If they are as terrifying as I've heard, I'm afraid I'll be of little help."

"According to what Ms Hohnstein described to me, these Schluckodils are man-eating reptiles of significant size that indeed are very dangerous," Eun-Ji answered Leon's question simply before then observing the performer's condition. She noticed that he doesn't seem to be all too worse for wear, but decided not to bring it up to give Leon the benefit of the doubt.

Manfred responded by pointing with one hand and drawing his finger to his lips with the other. "There is one just around that bend: in the galley." His eyes evaluated Leon up and down for a moment, expression unreadable. "If you're too weak to help, then you should make your exit." He divided his attention between watching where the schluckodil might emerge and Leon. He was hoping to bottleneck the former while leaving himself and Eun-Ji room to manoeuvre. "You have the lyre, correct? The one you threw was an illusion or decoy?" His Kerreman accent came out more strongly with a couple of the less common words. He was not looking at Leon, but his body language indicated that he was expecting an answer.

Leon was taken aback by Manfred's questions but kept such thoughts internal as to not arouse suspicion. "This hardly seems like the time, Manfred. I will talk about it later, but not while lives are at stake." Leon raised his voice ever so slightly to make it a matter of appearances. To push the matter further is to care less about the lives on the ship.

"I do think that it is important to confirm of the state of the Lyre, which is a paramount matter in this mission of ours..." Eun-Ji said in as polite a tone as she could achieve, before then continuing. "But very well, handling the immediate threats first is not unreasonable." She did notice, however, that Leon avoided really answering Manfred's simple question, which was curious.

"The lyre?... Right, The lyre. Did we succeed with that at least?" Dorothea fidgeted, as she tried her best to stay composed in said situation. The fear of the Schluckodil was not helping her mental state much.

Manfred's eyes narrowed at Leon's words and he found himself reevaluating the performer for at least the second time. A simple 'yes' would've been quicker than the response Solaire had given, which meant that he didn't have it or he wanted to hide it. "Mm, you're right," the Kerreman allowed. "We each must do our utmost, with whatever tools we have, to prevent more deaths." His eyes remained on the bend but it was clear that he now addressed Eun-Ji. "The schluck," he said, "we need to draw it into the hall and get it to open its mouth. Its skin is too hard to pierce." His eyes flicked Leon's way. "Perhaps an illusion." He looked at Dorothea, guilt only momentarily clawing at him. She seemed to have recovered her reason, and that was good. "Can you manage an Arcane Lance? If you can, I can also shoot it." His rifle was primed and loaded.

"I believe I can assist with both providing a decoy that might cause the creature to open its mouth, and also with getting something lethal into said mouth once it is open..." Eun-Ji paused, mulling over the options. "However, indeed, if someone else can aid with providing the illusion instead, I can then fully focus on aiding to wound and take down the beast."

Feeling that he had been forgotten, the traveller agent Seer chimed in, grinning in a coy manner. "Yeees, handle the Schluckodil by the four of you. You definitely do not need an additionally capable mage that also happens to be a Powergazer to help you, hmm?"

Leon replied to Seer directly. "Unfortunately not, as I said I'm not going to be much use." He then turned to Eun-Ji, who he saw as being more level-headed than Manfred at the current time. "Eun-Ji, unfortunately, I am a little different from a normal mage. I'm unable to draw well, and it looks as though I'm out. As it stands, I'm as good as a non-magic user. Which is to say not at all."

"Hugo let you know the way out, right? I would like to use it."

The more Leon spoke, the guiltier he appeared to Manfred, and purposely targeted Eun-Ji, too. The Kerreman had respected him, even trusted him. This was... disappointing. He just wanted Leon out of the picture at this point. If he was hiding anything, the Paradigm would know. "Then you should be on your way," he cut in. "Do wait for us with the big man, though." He couldn't make it too obvious with the Traveler's people around. He still hadn't decided where his loyalties lay. "I think you'll find him in the grotta tal-fidda. It's just down that way." Manfred chose an out-of-the-way direction and pointed. "Eun-Ji," he followed up, finished with the lying showman, "You get it to open wide and Dory, myself, and Seer can hit it with everything we've got." He furrowed his brow. "Say, has anyone seen the Perrench?" If he was lucky, they'd been eaten by the crocs, but Manfred was so rarely lucky.

Eun-Ji nodded in response. It should, hopefully, be easy enough to trick such a creature with one of her water doppelganger. "I understand. You can count on me, Manfred." After having said that, she immediately started drawing from the surrounding in preparation for the act.



Leon took the opportunity to sneak away to a place devoid of Traveller agents and spoke the magic words to get back to Hugo’s tower.

“Grotta tal-fidda.”

Leon experience the strange bliss that was temporal travel when he first was sent on this mission. Warm and encompassing like the heat of the sun protecting him from the vast expanse of void and night around him. Before he knew it though, he stood before a not unfamiliar desk. And the greatest mage to ever live that sat behind it.

The two had not exchanged words when Leon had first arrived at the tower. Leon had barely laid eyes on the man. But with just him and Hugo in a space, it was overwhelming, the intimidating presence of immense power bearing down upon him. No matter what trickery he had pulled to get here, none of it would work now.

This was to be a trial of truth. Leon had the lyre on his back and nothing he could do would be able to hide it from the eyes of the Paradigm. He had to pick his words very carefully.

Leon took a bow.

"Hugo." Leon said his name alone and waited to raise himself from the bow before continuing. "I trust the other missions have been going smoothly as well." Leon kept a friendly smile but was careful not to overdo it.

Leon waited for the Paradigm before mentioning the lyre or the events of his own mission. Although the Paradigm was powerful, Leon was intensely interested in how much of the events Hugo was already aware of.
In The Hourglass Order → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Eun-Ji @Medili, Carmilla @Animus, Zarra @BreathOfTheWoof, Dory @Jasbraq, Manfred @Force and Fury


Leon was elated to see his performance was bringing the fighting to a halt in the hall. Frankly, he had no expectations that such a plan would work. His companion of unfortunate political affiliations was hardly a showman. As far as his abilities were concerned, Firebrand could certainly create lights. But he lacked a sense of grace and beauty needed for such a thing. It still captured the crowd's attention, so Leon wasn’t complaining.

As the crowd gradually slowed its fighting, it became less like a writhing mass of people and weapons and easier to distinguish individual people in it. With that the consequences of the riot were unearthed, despite their cheers now the ground was littered with bodies. It wasn’t something Leon could ignore anymore. Those were dead bodies.

Leon could only continue his performance with the scene in front of him putting a strain on his plastic smile. That was until a heckler called him out and joined him on the table. Leon moved his weight accordingly so it wouldn’t tip over from the drunk’s oafish movements. The crowd was silent and Firebrand had stopped.

The man said his peace. Cursing Leon for what had happened and the people he lost to the conflict. To some degree, Leon felt responsible. He had chosen the lyre over helping these people and now those bodies on the ground paid the price. This was not just a drunken heckler, it was a man that had lost for Leon’s ambitions. Not even the stench of strong alcohol on the man could make him be dismissed.

Leon’s shoulders dropped and the performer’s mask slipped. He wasn’t Leon Solaire, Chosen of the Sun, standing on the table. Just a boy with no name disgusted by what was happening around him. The boy embraced the man knowing that he couldn’t make up for the loss but had little else to give.

Exiting the hug, he turned to the crowd. But he couldn’t face the crowd like this. He brought Leon back, the same routine just without the smile.

“Don’t let this man’s words go to waste. The disgust he feels for what happened here is real, I feel it too. Even if he points his finger in the wrong direction.”

“I was here to give you a show! But I go backstage to prepare for 5 minutes and I come back out to this!? Brother fighting brother. What are you even fighting for? To take down the nobility? Well, I don’t see any nobles in this crowd. The only thing you have to win is to be the king of a sinking ship. The ship is sinking!” With the limited space to move on the table, Leon made a few gestures and steps. But was limited by needing to counterbalance the man on the other side of it.

“I tried to stop you all, I did. But I feel that this man here is the first to finally grab the attention of you all. For that, I thank him. Those he lost can never be brought back, but we can honour their memory by stopping all this.”

Leon shifted his hands down to the surface of the table and transitioned into a one-handed handstand. Then flipped over back into a sitting position on the side of the table. It was a display of incredible balance and acrobatics. His continually serious expression betrayed the whimsicality of such a move. “I say we should put this to a vote.”

“For those who wish to continue fighting for the rule of a doomed riverboat, keep your hands down…"

"But for those who wish to be the survivors of a riverboat that almost sank, raise your hands now and help put an end to this senseless bloodshed.”

In The Hourglass Order → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Eun-Ji @Medili, Carmilla @Animus, Zarra @BreathOfTheWoof, Dory @Jasbraq, Manfred @Force and Fury


They were still going in there. It was only a brief moment when his performance finale had ceased all the fighting. But now it had begun again, too long for comfort and it only worsened. When would it end? Even then he dreaded the idea of what it would all look like after it all went quiet. Leon heard the sound between laboured breaths and was comforted by the cost of using his power so selfishly. At what cost was this lyre won? Would it truly do more good to make up for what is happening now? Who knew, but Leon’s mind delved into the matter. Guilt was not something the boy had often felt in the past.

"You must not be very good at hide-and-seek, seeing as you're just standing about here in the open."

Leon was looking away, out into the water when Carmillia met him under the verandah. The second the sound of her voice reached him, his breathing was suddenly under control and he spun around with a smile. But she heard it, who was he trying to fool and what was he trying to say with such a front. I am Leon Solaire. I am invincible. What a silly display it must seem in Carmillia’s eyes, but to Leon, it held great importance.

Leon chuckled in response to his moonlit companions quip. "It is true. I have never been very good at hiding. But I would like to think I have learned how to be found by the right people." Leon pushed himself off his leaned position on the railing and calmly walked toward Carmillia. Then he reached out a hand as if inviting her to dance. The sound of the riot raged on but he kept a closed-lip smile. "The music is hardly adequate, I know, but I would like to dance while we talk." There were traces of an uncharacteristically serious undertone in Leon's voice. It was certainly a departure from his celebrity persona, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. Like a mask starting to slip.

"Your hand won’t slip through me this time. I promise."

In The Hourglass Order → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay


Eun-Ji @Medili, Carmilla @Animus, Zarra @BreathOfTheWoof, Dory @Jasbraq, Manfred @Force and Fury


Carmillia grabbed Leon’s shoulder when he was just entering the narrow passage, only to fall through him as if it were nothing. Not even the image of Leon reacted to such an attempt. The dance continued down the way, further and further toward the indoor entertainment. The playful noises of partying, music, and a bit too much alcohol had now been replaced with violence, bloodshed, and way too much alcohol. The images of Leons speed up toward it as if the melody in his head had increased in tempo.

Sometime, about halfway through the Leons’ journey down, a small change of expression occurred. One after the other, their smile turned more mischievous while looking back down the hall toward those chasing him, as if some event had amused them.

Very shortly after, through all the commotion and chaos ahead, a voice called out from the entrance to the party lounge. The Arcane mages may have not been able to tell who it was. But Carmillia and the other chasing students would be able to recognise it immediately. “Ladies and gentlemen! Prepare to be amazed! By the one, the only, Leon Solaire!” It was Leon trying to put on a deepened announcer voice, but the three Leons were only being halfway there.

Nothing more of note happened until the Leons reach the end of the passage. First, they converged on a single spot only just inside the hall, they brought their hands up to their mouths for a while as if calling out something. But nothing could be heard from them.

Leon faced toward the crowd raising his arms as if greeting a standing ovation. There were no longer three Leons, just a single one to perform the finale. The following happened
simultaneously in magnificent fashion: A cluster of marbles apparated on the ground and a second copy of the first group slowly rose from the same position into Leon’s lowered right arm. Leon’s left arm tossed the lyre forward high into the air, it didn’t look like a particularly hard throw but the lyre moved at an unnatural speed toward the ceiling and then dropped quickly into the crowd as if gravity had doubled for the lyre alone. Finally, another Leon waltzed in from the left exit of the lounge at unnatural speed. This one took weird non-linear movements and passed through a few of the rioters as if it were a ghost but then also took the time to step over some dead ones.

With the lyre now in the crowd, the marbles having disappeared in his hand, and the other Leon milliseconds away from touching him, the first Leon turned on a heel toward the hallway. They both took a bow, the first Leon went first but the second Leon moved much faster so they both finished at the same time. Then the marbles erupted, engulfing the entrance and a considerable portion of the lounge in light glitter as the bowing Leon suddenly disappeared.

Ta da!


Leon stood under the covered verandah just outside the entertainment hall. He held onto the railing as he gazed over the moonlit waters of the river. He was lucky to have found a safe place so close. One could even call it peaceful if it wasn’t for the sounds of unrestrained violence coming from the rest of the boat. For a second, he thought he could also hear it echoing across the river. Maybe it was more of the same on shore. He still chuckled off the high of a perfectly executed performance, in spite of it all.

He took laboured breaths, slinking his arms back into his shoulders as he let his head rest downward. Even if Leon wanted to help, he knew that he was incapable of doing so in his current state. He had only a sliver of magical ability left to work with, his pouch of marbles was emptied out with that last stunt, and even if all that wasn’t the case he doubted he would be able to truly confront what was happening in the entertainment hall.

Sure, Leon had seen a drunken brawl before and that was what he expected to see when he reached the hall. But it was far, far worse than that. It took all his energy to not focus on the chaos around him earlier. He had to step over a few unconscious people to even get outside. At least, his mind couldn’t bear to think that the worst had happened to them.

There was no use dwelling on events he is powerless to stop. All he could do now is wait here and hope the others get out alright.


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