Lonewolf685

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet

Zoomin' around at the speed of sound~ Yeshua thought as the wind wove around her, hurling her far away from the Dragon Queen and any danger the MFF posed and emerging on an evacuated subway platform. She took to a moment to pause and stretch, working out any kinks from her turbulent ride down the tube network. It was a bit disconcerting being in such a public place and finding it desolate, like walking through the halls of your school after hours and not recognizing it for the lack of students ambling about. The kaiju deflated somewhat, recognizing this was partly her fault, but it wasn't like kaiju specifically asked to come to this world.

She'd have been happy where ever the road took her, populated world or not.

Before she could make her way to the escalators upwards, her mind buzzed with a voice that sounded out of breath and perhaps a bit out of shape, panting hard from the exertion of a city spanning run. Yeshua didn't recall knowing any native priestesses, the bird being a bit too clumsy to spend time around shrines without causing an incident, but her gaze turned upwards and saw a fox waiting at the surface for her.

"Oh, umm, hi there. I hope you're not here to confess your love of feathers and size differences as well." Yeshua said, only half joking as she sat on the escalators rail, riding it up with her legs kicking back and forth. "You looking for quills? I get that they make real nice desk ornaments and you can write super fancy if you got an ink well, but you didn't need to chase me for that....well, I don't have a cell phone or a home, so I guess you did need to..."

@Crimson Raven

Tower of Fable

Kanbaru Otoko

Their expedious return to Cait's tavern brought with it a bevy of odd arrivals as well, seemingly an entire group of parallel adventurers whose disparity from the Black Pentacle must have only been in the matter of minutes in terms of departure time. In her taking in of this assortment of plucky youths, Emilia left Kanbaru's side and announced the opening of her new store, commiserating the occasion by granting everyone a card- or in some cases, several cards.

Kanbaru was not one of those who got two of them, she hadn't even gotten a card in the last world, but tasting the power of the Henry card had left her satisfied where she was. It was almost a question of whether or not using another card would even be an improvement when the first one had such a broad and complimentary skill set to her own-

Clutching her brow sharply, the bluenette was forcibly reminded about one drawback to the Henry card, as its strong personality demanded to be let loose into the now crowded tavern. Now, it being a demon and exceptionally avaricious was something she could totally get behind in combat, but with so many prizes she was leery. Leery and feeling her head starting to split as though an over ripe melon threatened with a mallet, so she settled for taking the card of the oddly named Corpse Collector and absorbing it first.

Just like that, Kanbaru found herself in a familiar attire. It didn't carry the same connection to ice as before, but she felt a great many guns just waiting at her fingertips to be drawn from the air. Her eyes widened and a manic, teeth baring smile pulled at her lips as she felt a vehicle that had her salivating to use in an open area just waiting for her.

Then the migraine hit again and she shelved those thoughts, tossing the Henry to the floor boards. "Alright, alright. Come on out, oh so helpful Prince of Greed."

Of course this also posed a perfect excuse to ignore Akiko's judgement, though oddly enough she was only directing it at Rose with any force. Well, all the better for the bluenette who settled on a barstool, coat splayed out behind her as she lowered the gas mask and took in the pleasently chaotic environment.

"Ah, ain't this nice."

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet

Utena must have been a contrarian as she pressed in close, grasping Yeshua by the shoulders in a grip that had her Fight-Or-Flight response screaming at her to retalliate immediately and flee down the tunnels. It was only the chilling severity of the MFF's expression that had her tensed, expecting a condemnation or attempt to arrest the monster.

Only for Utena to confirm her earlier suspiciouns; Utena was into Kaiju.

Yeshua giggled hysterically, forcing on a smile as she had the number seared into her brain by the uncanny moment and steadily backed away. It was flattering, really, but it was rather weird knowing their was a subsect of humanity that was attracted to her kaiju form. She knew it was aesthetically pleasing, more regal then Yeshua could ever style herself with her own short attention span and manners, but the size difference was boggling to the mind. And, with a dusting of color crossing the bridge of her nose, it was embarrassing to know people were ogling her assets when she couldn't really cover herself.

"Y-Yeah, I'll, umm, call you when I find a working payphone. Cells aren't really good for....people like me. See ya' later."

Yeshua turned away from the fangirl and began trotting down the tracks, disappearing into tunnel's secretive embrace even as she heard the rumbles of conflict resume above. It galled her that another Kaiju was out making trouble, and as much as she would have liked to curtail it, the MFF was already out in force. If they couldn't handle at their full strength here, then the city really would need their avian protector to step in and claim the territory as hers.

Safely away from any prying eyes or pursuers, she called the air of the lightless tunnel around her and lurched forward like a bullet fired, hurtling through the curving paths on a compressed tube of air around her. Best to immerge farther away and backtrack on foot to see if any of her stuff was still left on that high rise.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Terrorkeet has to hold back on the first encounter because, well, she's a 100ft Kaiju that can manipulate the air and almost everyone is a Flyer. So yeah, I'd rather not start things rag dolling everyone, outside the Mecha that kicked her in the shin.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

No it was supposed to be hidden from you. It's not common knowledge that GMGs can do that, so she had the tornado to mask the transformation and escape through the street, leaving everyone confused about it. That Utena got pulled along was the best of a bad situation.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Yeshua Sands - Terrorkeet

Wow, there are a lot of humans out there today. Did I interrupt some kind of parade or gun fair when I rolled out of the hammock? The Kaiju thought as her wings strained under the volley of missiles, feather's ringing like a cathedral belfry on Easter Sunday. It wasn't as easy as Yeshua made it look, squatted down as she was and unwilling to lash out. She felt an oddly ticklish sensation in her chest, a phantom itch she wanted to scratch before her mind caught up to her claws and remembered there was a human stuffed between them.

Well, she isn't stabbing it, so I'll have to deal with-

Her train of thought was derailed harshly, wings buckling inwards and her massive body sprawling backwards as the Juggernaut collided with her unbalanced bulk. A screech of horror tore from her as her wings snapped back, smashing buildings apart, several floors pulverized instantly with the rest collapsing atop the remnants, dust and debris billowing out across the streets. She hoped there was no one inside even as she moved to prop herself upwards.

The humans were screaming at her from every direction, so many egos vying for her attention and demanding her surrender. It was cute when the blushing one did it but now the city was actually in danger over a simple missunderstanding! "Nothing to it now. I hope you people can back up your barking!"

With her declaration lost to the other combatants, she raised a talon skyward and slashed downwards, stabbing it through the roadway beneath her as a twister of violently circulating wind dropped from the cloudbanks above, shrouding her sight and sensor as it pulled the dust into the air funnel. It lasted hardly a minute before the tornado burst outwards, leaving the gathered forces to stare at a ruined roadway with only the impression of a GMG to show for Terrorkeet's whereabouts.

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"Phew, that was a rough one."

Her voice rang crystal clear as she shrank down to human form, alighting upon the subway tracks beneath where she'd fallen. She worked her palms to the small of her back and pushed, stretching the kinks out from the brief exchange up above. "Those people where way too negative. Not like you, Miss- Oh. Umm, this is awkward..."

The green haired monster girl looked sheepishly down at the MFF officer who'd be resting in her chest and who know was left on her knees with her face to Yeshua's mid-riff. "Ah crud, could you just, I don't know, forget this happened? I'd really appreciate it. I'd be your best friend if you just, you know, stayed right there while I run off before your shooty-shooty friends think to look down here."

Tower of Fable

Lorelai

To the guards upon Exilia's border, mercenary troops paid for from the Warovian coffers who grumbled under the harsh heat but kept a ruthless vigil for the first signs of Imperial duplicity, they saw what looked to be a sandstorm hurtling inland on a cloudless day. That it came from the direction of the Imperium? Even more suspect.

One raised his hand to the sky, feeling none of the wind he'd come to expect with a rapidly approaching storm as it, indeed, was approaching by leaps and bounds. Literal leaps and bounds, they soon discovered in the grimmest of fashions as it ate up the distance from the horizen and swept passed them. A crater of compacted sand was all that was left of the outpost as the loose silicate blossomed to the heavens, with Durgan racing onwards before they could even land upon his pelt.

"Ora! Ora! Another bastion of wickedness smited from the world!" Lorelai whooped from his back, her face the spitting image of righteous elation in the slaughter of the Imperium's foes. The words were incomprehensible even to her own ears as the constant crack of concussive blasts wrang each time a paw of the great beast's struck the sand, propelling them beyond the speeds a terrestial animal should ever know. Being astride something cracking the sound barrier and snuffing out evil as callously as one steps upon an ant had the knight radiating a warped pleasure so very much like her adored Asgard, there wasn't even a trace of the mild mannered maid who begged to feed a kitten days prior.

She knew Asgard could endure any pressure thrown her way, and if Akiko truly struggled she would need only use either of those cards in her possession to use the Ladies' powers for her own survival. Deaf and frenzied Lorelai hadn't the attention to spare, guiding Durgan onwards to the city of blood soaked stone that filled her gut with a hideous wrath.

How I would love to see this city lost to the sands. I'd tear the last brick from the last home and see it crushed beneath an Imperial heel. Her mind sang with the need to punish the wicked Exilians, a nation of brigands without a redeemable soul to be found. But before the crusade could be unleashed Durgan halted atop the arched gateway to the city, snout pointed towards an...odd weather occurence. A measure of her knightly accumen told her that a blizzard here of all places was certainly magic, and one disrupting the natural flow of the city certainly couldn't be anythin normal.

"Into the storm, Durgan. If nothing else we'll punish the sinners there first. Perhaps they'll even point us to the head fiend herself." The Knight said, pushing her magic through Durgan one last time to jump across the city and crash amidst the whirling snow, pulverising the building across from the store Emilia had found herself trapped within. Taking in the wild growth of plant life, Lorelai barked triumphantly. "Is this your friends work, Akiko? They seem to be good company if this is how they greet Exilian dogs."

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

Given that the MFF has the numbers advantage, I don't think you need to be on even height.

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@Claw2k11

EDIT:

Let's just say 10 stories.

Denizens of the Madhouse

Kuroyuri, Sakurai

Kuroyuri Sakurai

Age: 17 | Female

Backstory:

Sakurai's family was one filled with laughter and the roar of seasonal fireworks. Hunters who plied their craft to the wonderment of the audience, performers reveling in the joy they brought more fervently then they would the hunts that follow. Most would treat them as charlatans sullying the good names of noble Hunters, almost flagrantly bucking their laws from the safety of sheer audacity, but the Kuroyuri never buckled to detractors.

The capacity for the normal world to apply mundane logic to supernatural matters was well documented, and made all the more prevelent when they were told it was all an illusion up front. Vagabonds, minstrels, and artisans alike make up the family, yet when the Hunt calls they ply their trade with no less good humor then they do in beguiling human crowds.

They weave the tales of their battles with Youkai into charming narratives; The singer who charmed the Tanuki from its liquor, the chef who humbled the kitsune with his prized udon recipe, and the dance with the orochi ending in the many headed serpent tangled in a knot being some of their favorites. Sakurai would watch these performance as spell bound as the mundane children, and then she'd be performing them herself as she matured.

Then the time came to begin making stories of her own, and she embraced the opportunity to learn with a vulpine smirk and a brazen air that was anything but traditional.

Ability::

Kamikage, All Shadows Yield to the Supreme: The control of shadows, the ephemeral existence prone to flight before the sun and obliteration in absolute night. What is caught in Sakurai's shadow is within her domain, their senses beguiled by shadows that flicker at the corner of their vision like phantom blades, or pool deeply at their feet to make them misjudge terrain. When her shadow crosses another, her awareness expands along the interconnected web of crossing darkness that persists in the face of light, bound to her power. It can't make things within her shadow physically move or exert tangible influence on her foes.

Techniques:

Shirokaze, Ascending up the Wind: Using a flair for acrobatics and the nature of her Heirloom to leap into the sky and run upon a cycling wave of swords to crash down upon Youkai from up high, reach the top shelf in the kitchen, or avoid the nasty commute in the morning. After all, no one looks up.

Kyotoryu, A Sword in Shadow Strikes Twice: When another shadow crosses her own, it is marked with a roiling aura that Ishi-Nii-San can strike to bypass the natural defenses and armors adorning it. An internal blow, sublime in execution and bittersweet in its passing.

Ikuze Nii-Sans, Rush of the Protective Elder Siblings: A bull headed rush with her Heirlooms in constant motion, either smashing or hurling them to keep a ceaseless pressure upon her foe, like a trio of big brothers defending their adorable little sister. Has a high chance of kicking up all encompassing dust clouds, sweat drops on foreheads, and a shout Baka!

Heirloom:

Ishi-Nii-San: A trio of swords that can never taste the blood of Hunter, Youkai, or human alike. Never leaving their scabbards yet never far from hand, the swords can float of their own power around their wielder, placing themselves within reach or remaining firm in place to offer a handhold to Sakurai, though they can't block an outside force without being in contact with Sakurai herself.

If they leave their orbit around Sakurai, the sword will remain inert till called back to her, allowing them to be thrown and recalled at wil.

Skills:

Sakurai can handle the pressure of addressing crowds, can handle a mob of hair pulling children, and is decent at sleight of hand though she never bothered to put that towards picking pockets. Knows where to get some affordable fireworks and have a good time in the summer months.

Limiter/Charm:

Her Heirloom takes the form of a key on the end of a necklace. Even in this form, the key fails to cut anything, even being unable to cut open a letter. Her limiter is the five petaled flower inked into her abdomen, looking inert while active and glowing as it releases her full power to the fore.