Leolycan

Mains | League of Legends

Hmmm... That body that fell out of the top story of the building where Garret was standing guard, I can't remember where Matt was staying, but I think it's close.

Mains | League of Legends

The people of the city start seeing you as villains until you start siding with Jericho and start fighting his battles. Congratz, this is that evil campaign everyone jokes about.

Valiant Heroes, Vile Heresies [Warhammer 40,000 Death Watch]

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The Rebellion of Avenase (An original Final Fantasy RP) (Still Accepting!)

Hate to be that guy, but I'm beginning to get the feeling this might've become stagnant...

Mains | League of Legends

Liam&Sion

As the sounds of ice shattering and the blistering wind of the chilling air swirled around the champions upon the street, many of the stinging lances of ice colliding with both friend and foe. The storm continued to swell turbulently, coming to a quick conclusion in the quick seconds it took for it's caster to be interrupted in her efforts. Even still, the champions held their ground, their bodies slightly more worn and weary after the sudden frigid assault.

The air hung heavy around the towering duo, their weapons screeching with the sound of scrapping metal as they fought for control. It was only after Clarice had dodge out of the way, that Sion's avatar let out a bellowing roar- throwing a savage backhand against the elongated muzzle of Liam. The ebon furred male staggered slightly as his deadlock with Scion was broken, allowing the iron-jawed monster to collect his ax at his side. The two locked eyes once more, an audibly rumbling exchanged with a fierce intensity as their bodies stood rigid and ready for what was to come... That was until Liam smirked. Sion narrowed his eyes as he took a step forward- only to have Clarice's blade bury into his shoulder, the carved flesh sealing itself rather quickly as he attempted to settle his form. He attempted to roar, though only staring surprise as his voice fell silent in his throat. Tightening his grip on his axe's shaft, he stood there as his body shook with rage- though even that was short lived as Vicki's form could be seen darting in from the side. In a moment of suspense and shock, Sion could not react quickly enough before the rocket-propelled female delivered a vicious uppercut upon his jaw- the sound metal screeching and clashing against each other as he gauntlet delivered it's devastating payload.

It was after this, that Sion stood sill and unwavering- his eyes unseen as his head was still cocked back form the brunt of the blow. It wasn't until a rumble in this throat could be heard that the creature showed any signs of life, followed swiftly by his free hand reaching up to grab the gauntlet of the woman that struck him. With a muted laugh, Sion wrenched his back down against the woman's fist to look upon her eyes as his ax came down and from the side- his attempt to strike his now detained victim.

Regardless of the outcome, Liam stepped forward to break the lock with a savage swing of his scepter against the construct's face, causing Sion to lose his grip on the girl as he recoiled from the brunt of the blow. "Get the hell out of here!" Liam snarled audibly, lifting his hand as the dust that had settled from the collapsed building began to stir at his words, coalescing and swirling around the iron-jawed assailant. Sion's movements then became sluggish, unable to move with his full speed or intensity.

@TheWinchester4@rivaan

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Thresh&Urgot

Urgot could not help but cackle with a twisted sense of pleasure as his strike struck true, raising his other arm as he prepared to finish off the wounded combatant before him with acid-seeker... However, merely a second before he released his projectile, his eyes filled with horrors and abominations- his quest for beauty failing right before his eyes as he groaned shortly before erupting into a pained yell, drawing the attention of his spectral ally behind him.

"Shut your mouth, wretch! I'll not have you die yet!" And with this, Thresh's lantern began to glow with a strangely familiar light as the sound of screams and pleads for mercy began to fill the minds of all those around them. It didn't take long before the aura had formed a dome around the duo as the warden settled back into place- and the visions leaving Urgot's eyes. With that, the Warden looked back to Raze expectantly, baring a sinister smile as he began to twirl his chained sickle in hand. Yet, his cocky visage soon faded to a blank stare as a tendril of void essence connected the Warden to Moritz. Raze's spear broke the ethereal wall that sheltered the abominable duo, his following charge colliding with the sphere with enough force for a visible crack to split the expanse of the luminous dome.

"Keep yourself together, Warden!" Urgot chimed in, turning his attention to Moritz as he raised the same arm that had doused Leon with acid but a moment before, firing another canister through the air in the boy's direction. His twisted visage curled up into a smile for but a moment as the dome around him broke with a sound of shattering glass from the chunk of earth sent in his direction- followed swiftly by the clawing and tearing of a ghoul at his side. With a angered snarl, he lifted one of his mechanical appendages before shoving it through the ghoul as it dissipated into dust. It was then and only then that he noticed the Draconic Female before him, causing the abomination to pause as the sound of his mechanical legs retreating could be heard. For a moment, his visage betrayed his fear, but he swallowed what he could of the rising dread as he stared the woman in the eyes, "You think I'm afraid of you? You're just another fool of Demacia who will learn their place soon enough. Go back home! You might buy yourself a few more days of living."

@Adalrod@Cubix@TheWinchester4

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Graves

Graves merely raised a brow as the boy bolted back a ways, shifting the cigar around in his mouth as he exhaled a plume of smoke. Chuckling to himself he shifted the shotgun to his shoulder, "Guess that boy took the hint. Good... I'm not one for takin the life a child." Shaking his head, his attention to Artemis as she completed his brief exclamation, prompting the gunman to furrow his brow though he made no attempt to bare his weapon in her direction.

"Villain? Well that's a weighted subjective remark," He spoke plainly, no malice in his voice as his free hand lifted to remove the cigar from his mouth- flicking the thick leaved cylinder as the ashes began to disperse from the tip, "You think you know what's right and wrong in this world? How bout a man who gave a good decade of his life to protecting places like this- only to be tossed on his ass by the very people he risked his life for, hmm? Now tell me, what does that make me; A Hero, Villain, or a man who's just trying to make his way in this world? Think really hard, girlie... You strike me as a smart one, so don't put your neck out for something or someone that won't do the same for y-" Suddenly, the gunman's attention was directed towards the ground beneath him, "The hell?"

Without warning, the ground beneath the gunman split as it sent him falling backwards, showering the nearby area in debris and asphalt. Graves did his best to catch himself, darting backwards as he lowered his gun back to his hip, gripping the weapon tightly as the grinding of gears could be heard. Upon his face sat the familiar cocky smile that his champion was known for, point the barrel of his weapon forward as a heavy burst of shrapnel and shells rocketed forward with enough force to push the gunman away, furthering the distance between the armored boy and the gunman.

@Trevor1001@Eklispe

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Megan&???

"You'll find that it's better not to fight them, dear boy. They have alot to offer if you you can find common ground," The man smirked knowingly, eyeing over Garrett approvingly, "Which is why I expect you to continue working with us. Men of our caliber can appreciate a good fight... Which by the way, I have word there is fight going on down town. Hurry, and you might get there in time to fill your lust." The man stated, obviously ignoring the question about his identity. With a smile and a wave, he began walking away, Megan falling in line behind him swiftly.

"Oh, and by the way!" The man called out once more, motioning with his hands towards the murder of crows that had began to over-saturate the area, "I'll be keeping an eye on you. Be a good boy, now!" And with that, he continued his trek down the road.

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@Kiroue
@TheWinchester4
@Adalrod
@Eklispe
@rivaan
@Cubix
@VKAllen
@DFA
@Trevor1001

Valiant Heroes, Vile Heresies [Warhammer 40,000 Death Watch]

This RP still accepting? I've had a Deathwatch needs that's been itching for some time now, since our local game fell through.

Persona - The True Self

Masahide Saji
6/27/2015- Star Drop Cafe

Things were finally looking up for Masahide, finding himself welcomed back into the Kendo club and once again in good relations with his cousin. His normally stoic visage had been replaced with a idle smile for the past few days, causing some gossip about the school as to the shift in his attitude. He didn't care, nor did he take any notice. For once, he felt at ease with everything going on, but he kept himself diligent with his work about the town. Today however, was one of the days he took for himself- as he had promised Yamato he would. What better to do then to visit the Cafe that had been introduced to him?

"Thank you," He offered to the barista, bowing his head as he placed his payment- a sizeable tip- upon the counter. Without waiting for thanks or appreciation, he merely took his espresso and made his way towards the back of the venue. It'd been awhile since his last time here, and even now he could still remember the friendly soul that lead him here. She had gone out of her way- even to the point of humiliation to assist him... It slowly dawned upon the boy that this might be a chance to welcome another into his life as he had done with his cousin- though on much less forced terms.

As the thoughts crossed his mind, Masa couldn't help but chuckle, taking a small sip from his cup before giving a content sigh. It was then that he noticed he wasn't the only one here, spotting a few others as well as Shizuka- merely offering her a nod if she noticed. However, she was in the company of another- and Masa dared not interject. 'Perhaps this is what they called a date?' He thought, unable to help the wicked grin that creased his lips as he watched out of the corner of his eye. It didn't last long, however, as the man finished his coffee and made his preparations to leave. Disposing of the cup, he made his way towards the entrance to the door- though stopping short as an oddly dressed duo stepped forth.

'What the hell?' Masahide internalized his curse as his eyes glanced between the two oddities before him. Perhaps they were just in costume, or merely strange in their own right... 'No reason to assume the worst,' Masa thought, though nothing could shake his unease as he glanced about the room and those within it. The breaking point came when the men reached for what looked like a mask, prompting Masa to growl under his breath before recoling.

'Who are they?!' He internalized, the palpable feeling of dread arising from his stomach. He then remembered hearing the rumors about cultists and their relations to the kidnappings... But here in broad daylight? They must be crazy... Without a second thought, Masa turned round to warn the others, though felt himself topple backwards as he felt the collar of his shirt ruffle from behind. He had no opportunity to correct himself, being forced back further into a few more people that he had not noticed at first. If it had been just the two, he might have had a fighting chance- lashing out with a savage right that connected and staggered one of the cultists, but when he felt the sudden pang of pain as the needle broke through the flesh of his neck, Masa knew his time was short.

Already his vision had become blurry, unable to make out even the simplest of outlines as the figures before him became nothing but a blur. As he offered one last futile strike against his assailants, a heavy force struck the boy on the back of his head. With nary a sound, darkness overcame Masahide, as he slipped into unconsciousness.

Persona - The True Self

Well shit... Missed that. Will have something up asap.

Persona - The True Self

Oh shit. Masa actually has a connection to one of the people kidnapped this time around... Time to dust him off.

Mains | League of Legends

Going to postpone the update until tomorrow. Had a trying time today, and my attempts to write has resulted in nothing worthwhile. Sorry for making you all wait, but I'll attempt to make up for it tomorrow.