King Cosmos

Fate/Secondary Genesis

The hand moving along the club froze as Katherine started talking, Berserker’s eyes rising to regard the woman as she continued to speak. The Servant gave no impression of understanding her words; there was nothing within his eyes to suggest comprehension or acceptance of her explanation or offer, or even recognition of his own name. The dangerous glint did not come back at least; the primal fury that had been there on his summoning remained absent and the wild Viking merely watched impassively as the witch snapped her fingers and prepared a drink of her own blood.

When she held the goblet out for him Berserker lowered the club back to the altar and walked around it, covering the distance between them in a few short strides before coming to a stop before her. Now that he stood closer the difference in their stature was more apparent; the height difference was not too great, only a head or so between them, but Berserker was far broader of shoulder and chest than the witch. He tilted his head down to look at the goblet held in Katherine’s outreached hand, no doubt seeing the viscous mixture of blood and something else within, before reaching out a hand to take it from her with surprising gentleness.

If he had any reservations about accepting a drink mixed by a witch, especially one that included her own blood as an ingredient, then he didn’t show it. Lifting the goblet to his lips and tipping his head back Berserker drained it of its contents swiftly before throwing the container aside. His eyes locked with Katherine’s own again, the Servant waiting patiently as if in preparation for the next command.

@LukasVolkov

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Well, it wasn’t like Oberon could complain about any of the points Ash brought up since she was pretty much correct. If whoever did this, and he too had a fairly good suspicion who it was, did this knowingly after the warning they had all been given, then that person had put them all at risk; Ash was right to be angry about that and she was right to not want to be around someone who would put her at risk. That didn’t mean he couldn’t be frustrated with the current dynamic though.

As the Pygmy Drake left to pursue her own objectives, the Sprite turned away from the group with a sigh and flew back in the direction of their shelter. He felt drained by everything that had just happened; probably because, based on the system messages, his stamina had been sapped by the Black Knight’s appearance. Whether that was due to the power difference or some specific effect of Zawisza he didn’t know, and he supposed it made no difference at the moment.

By the time he made it back to their little cave, sitting down just to the side of the entrance, Oberon already felt like he could go no further; his entire nights rest had been wasted in an instant and now he didn’t think he would be able to do much other than sit here until he had recovered. Maybe he should try and develop a spell that would allow him to restore a person’s stamina quickly; he could recover health and even mana at an accelerated rate, so surely it was possible to do the same for a creature’s physical reserves as well.

If it did exist it was probably similar in nature to the healing spells he already possessed or the Minor Regeneration skill he had been working on earlier; an ability that didn’t just repair damage to the body but also reduced fatigue or restored vigour in some way. Since there was nothing much else he could do at the moment he might as well try it.

Sitting upright and clearing his mind of distractions, Oberon settled his breathing before placing a hand on his chest and attempting to gather nature mana into the palm of his hand. Like with his prior attempts he attempted to cast a Shield spell on himself but using the nature mana he had gathered rather than the energy mana he normally used. This had seemed to be working before and he had gained a fair amount of progress towards his skill, but he wondered if like with his Mana Dart and Light Ring spells he might not need something else to push the skill towards completion.

When he had tried to cast Mana Orb with the light he had gathered the spell had simply formed itself into the shape it needed to be, but that wasn’t happening here. Probably this was because this was a spell that didn’t exactly have a ‘shape’ to begin with or because the shape wasn’t any different despite the new type of mana being used. Maybe his methods were too imprecise; all he was really doing was throwing nature mana into a spell and hoping it worked out what it needed to do. Perhaps he should try giving his casting attempts more focus. If he gave the spell some more direction he might have more success getting the spell to do what he wanted it to do.

He remembered seeing the Slime back in the cave using chants to change the effects of his spells; whether it was the incantation of just the intent behind it that changed it he didn’t know but he could perhaps do the same here. He placed his hand on his chest again, gathered the nature mana like before, but this time began to intone a chant before he cast the spell. “Nurture and protect. The power of the world, the power of nature, which all living things carry. Nurture and protect. Restore my strength, restore my vigour, restore my body to what it was. Nurture and protect.”

Action Report

Fly back to shelter entrance
Attempt to cast "Minor Regeneration" using "Nature Mana" to cast "Shield"
Attempt to use "Spell Chant" to perfect "Minor Regeneration"

@Zeroth

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

Stopping, Akeno turned to face the boy she had just walked past when she heard a response to her offhand comment. It seemed as if he knew her from somewhere, though she did not recognise him in turn at first; after taking another look it was easy enough to place him as one of the applicants from her entrance exam. There were few people she remembered from that time in all honesty, so focused as she was on passing that she hadn’t paid much attention to those around her; Kenji, however, had made an impression.

The fact he had held back some of the ‘villains’ trying to prevent them from rescuing the dummies was probably the only reason she had been able to retrieve any at all and return them to the bus. If she’d had to complete the exam while also dodging or fighting the villains then she would have struggled a lot more. “You seem to be fine now, but you took a beating during the exam. Is everything okay?” He must have had some kind of toughness quirk based on what she had seen; maybe some kind of healing as well, unless one of the teachers had taken care of that later on.

When Kenji mentioned the place they were going to be staying, Akeno turned around and surveyed their surroundings. The welcome letter had said to make their way to the school hall, but hadn’t been as forthcoming on where that actually was. Akeno was expecting some kind of welcome committee or at least some signage showing the way but aside from a gaggle of other early arrivals there was nothing of note. “Do you have any idea where we need to go from here? The main hall shouldn’t be too hard to find if we just walk around.”

Just then a car drove past them and up to the gates, pulling up to park before someone who was clearly too old to be a student stepped out. They popped the boot to collect a duffel bag and a few other things before walking away. “I guess we can follow that teacher.”

@Jojo

Fate/Secondary Genesis

The wind howled as it rushed inwards, sweeping through the gardens from all directions before crashing together above the centre of the carved magic circle. The cold night air, which only a second ago had been placid and peaceful became a sudden maelstrom which swirled and pulled and threatened to tear the plants from the ground with their intensity; it was a violent reaction to the blood sacrifice used to begin the summoning process, even more so than usual for the summoning of a heroic spirit.

A boom of thunder tore the air apart as the Servant appeared. There was no fanfare, no sparkling lights or glorious entrance; just what was once an empty space finding itself suddenly occupied by a bloody minded Viking as a sound like the world exploding rang out. The mana which had lit the circle slowly faded out, even the old leylines seeming to dim, leaving the night to be lit only by the moon above, the red marks on the new Master’s hand, and the glint of barely restrained fury in the Servant’s eyes.

The new arrival stood tall, taller even than Katherine, and imposing; he wore nothing but a fur pelt around his waist and a cloak fashioned from the plundered fur of a bear, the rest of his body bare to expose a muscular form untouched by blade or spear or arrow. Not a single scar could be seen. Berserker, for with that appearance he could be nothing else, wielded a solid oaken club in each clenched fist, the weapons held with white-knuckle intensity as if the warrior was already eager to bludgeon something. The weapons were nearly identical to the one still resting on the altar.

From the moment he had been summoned Berserker’s eyes had been locked on Katherine’s own but now they turned away, looking down at the altar that sat between Master and Servant and the wooden object on its surface. Placing his two clubs down on either side of it, the warrior picked up the old weapon in his right hand, holding it almost tenderly as he ran the fingers of his left hand over its smooth surface. It was nothing more than an old piece of wood, lacking the magic of a Noble Phantasm, lacking anything other than the distinction of once being wielded by a legendary king, but it was familiar. As he examined the catalyst used to summon him Berserker’s eyes no long held the glint they did before, taking on a calmer and more relaxed appearance.

@LukasVolkov

𝕁𝕚𝕘𝕠𝕜𝕦𝕣𝕒𝕜𝕦 𝔸𝕔𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕚𝕒 | A 'My Hiroaki-demia' RP

Akeno jogged up the path leading to Jigokuraku academy, ponytail bobbing behind her as she took the steps two at a time on the stairs and her long strides ate up the distance to the summit when the trail levelled out. Neither the distance to the school nor the steepness of the climb seemed to faze the athletic girl, though she passed a few people along the way who appeared genuinely shocked by her quick pace.

The cold as well offered no obstacle to her, it never did, and she was dressed lightly enough to show it; a thin dark blue tracksuit over a plain white t-shirt was all she wore aside from her white trainers. Even if the jogging alone didn’t keep her feeling warm enough, whenever the cold air of early sprint began to bite at her Akeno just activated her quirk for a second or two to send her body temperature skyrocketing. It was one of the few areas that her quirk actually excelled in; she’d never needed winter’s clothing or a heavy jacket no matter how cold it got ever since she’d first found out what she could do.

By the time she reached the top there were already a few students milling around, including one overweight boy who she had been catching up to for a while now. He’d just about managed to make it to the top ahead of her but looked like he was paying the price for making the climb unprepared. By comparison Akeno barely looked like she’d run at all; her face was a little flushed from using her quirk and she was breathing slightly heavier than normal but that was it.

As she walked by him, Akeno gave him a light punch to the shoulder. “Chin up, you made it. Hold your head high.” They’d both made it, as unlikely as that was. The entrance exam hadn’t been easy for her; she’d basically been forced to complete it quirkless, since heating herself up wasn’t going to help her rescue a dummy. Even so, Akeno had apparently done enough to be recognised as having potential and her letter of acceptance had come a few days later.

Maybe she wasn’t U.A. material, or any of the other big schools, but she’d found a school that was willing to give her a chance and that all that mattered. She was going to train to become a hero. She wasn’t going to let this chance go to waste.

@Jojo

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

RL skill: "Creating several alt skins and inserting code for her avatar in order to disguise/mask her trail within The Universe."

@Hellion

So are they basically hacking The Universe to alter their characters appearance? I'll be honest, I'm wary of any kind of "hacker" character that can start changing things in-game. It's just begging to be abused.

Changing her appearance is something that can just as easily be done via an item of some kind.

Speaking of which...

Also, I'm stuck on the "rare item". What would make sense for a relatively non-lethal infiltrator/hacker archetype?

@Hellion

I'm going to assume a hierarchy of Common < Rare < Unique when it comes to things in this game unless stated otherwise.

You could have a "Mystique" skin that lets you copy any non-rare skin you've seen in the past.

Or, a Sombra ability that lets you instantly shut-down any non-unique technology-based item within a certain radius for a few seconds, with a long cooldown. Or just a Sombra glove that lets you shut down one tech-based item at a time for a few seconds with a small cooldown.

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

@Hellion I'm failing to remember any major omissions when it comes to the characters; Aech plays a larger role early on, so you see a bit more of his and the MC's friendship. The biggest change is that Sho is basically a completely different character; you actually see a lot more of Daito and Sho in general.

The trials are all completely different aside from the very last one and even that is actually the final part of a larger trial. In the movie the trials are largely based on knowledge of the creator and understanding his mindset. In the book all the trials are basically created based on the creators love of '80s media.

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

@CaptainSully it destroys projectiles, as in you need to actually strike the incoming attack to negate it. At the point of destruction it creates a spherical area called an 'Earth Bind' that automatically destroys any projectile that comes into contact it; the 'Earth Bind' would last for maybe 30 seconds or is removed when a second one is created. It also disappears when an enemy comes into contact with it, dealing damage to that enemy.

Basically it has the same in-game effects as Hakumen's Okami from Blazblue if you are familiar with that.

SAGA: Dragon Ball AU

Name: Ryuhei Takagi
Race: Human
Ki Color: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Power Level: 910
Location: North Capital
Tag:@Holy Soldier Open

Ryuhei opened his eyes to see the familiar ceiling of the dojo above him, albeit with a not so familiar hole in its centre. His head felt like it had been split by an axe, an intense pain radiating from the back of his skull all the way through to a point behind his eyes; he raised a hand to his face, pressing a palm to his forehead as he tried to sit up.

“You’re awake.”

He resisted the urge to turn around, knowing it would only cause him more pain. It was easy to recognise the voice of his master even without looking to see his face anyway, the deep bass tones being a continual presence in his life the past few years. Pulling himself up into a sitting position Ryuhei winced as he felt his ribs complain, along with several smaller twinges of pain along his arms. He felt like he had been through another kumite and lost. “What happened?”

“We were attacked.” Now he did turn to face his master, finding the older man also sitting down and looking just as bad as he felt, if not worse. A set of bloodied bandages were wrapped around his middle, a trickle of dried blood stained the left side of his mouth and his arms and torso were covered in bruises. Even more than that, the dojo they were sitting in was completely trashed; the hole in the ceiling was the worst of the damage by far, but there were small craters and cracks in several places on the floor and a few large dents or holes in the walls as well. “Give it time. It will come back to you.”

They weren’t alone. Several of the older and more experienced students were in the room with them; he just hadn’t noticed them at first. They walked around, picking up and clearing out rubble or stood attentively off by Goichi’s side; there were a couple standing near him as well, both sending the occasional worried glance his way. Presumably there were there in case it looked like he needed help.

Crossing his legs, Ryuhei placed an elbow on one knee and rest his head in the palm of his hand. He closed his eyes and tried to think of the last thing he could remember. The news report, Parsley City, Master Goichi sending them outside, the streak of yellow light hitting the dojo, the fight, Master Goichi being injured…

“That alien. What happened after I was knocked out?”

“Nothing. He just left.” Goichi began to shift, trying to find a more comfortable position, only to wince in pain as he began to cough harshly. One of the students standing near him rushed to his side to help, only to be pushed away; Ryuhei could see red stains on his hand as he did so. “He must have thought us beaten or as good as dead and saw no reason to finish us off. After he left the student returned and patched me up. What a terrible teacher I must be; none of my students can follow even a simple order to stay away.”

Ryuhei couldn’t help but grin even given the dire circumstances; he might have tried to put up a front of being annoyed at their disobedience, but Ryuhei could tell that his master was grateful that they had returned as well as being pleased that they had cared enough to do so. His mirth faded quickly however, as his thoughts turned back to Dyce and what the alien had said. “Dyce… he’s not going to stop with just Parsley City. He’s going to wipe out everyone.”

“I know.”

“I can’t let him do that.”

“…I know.”

There was a pause as both student and master put of saying what needed to be said next.

“I won’t be able to help you in this state.”

“I know. I’m doing it anyway.”

“You’re not strong enough to beat him by yourself. You’ll lose.” It didn’t need to be said what losing meant in this situation.

“I know… I’m doing it anyway. It’ll be the same result if no-one stops him anyway; I want to at least give it my best shot.”

Goichi nodded approvingly before lapsing into another silence. After a couple of minutes the older martial artist raised head and turned to face north. “He’s coming this way again; he’s been flying all over the place, probably eliminating other strong fighters like us. If you’re going to face him, now is your chance. With any luck you won’t be alone.”

THΞ UNIVΞRSΞ [Ready Player One inspired RP]

@CaptainSully the CS looks a little different to what you originally said in regards to items. Instead of 2 rare items and one unique item, are character now only allowed one rare/unique item?

Specific to my plans, if I wanted to give my character a sword that had the ability to destroy projectiles, creating an area of space that blocked further projectiles in the process, would that count as their only artefact?