Lonewolf685

Tower of Fable

@Flood@The 42nd Gecko

The allusion to nuns went over the Headmaster's head and her face twisted, concerned at the horrors the dark angel had visited upon her academy if nuns were present. "If they have brought prayer into this academy I swear to the Goetia..."

The demon lowered a hand to the floor, it's palm raised for the dimunitive woman to step up and be placed upon its shoulder. She seemed a proud sort, immediately settling upon it with an upwards turn of her nose and a smirk of unfettered confidence. "I'd offer the other shoulder, but the only reason I do not burn is because I summoned him. You'll have to follow at your own pace if you which to see anything of those fools before I reduce them to ash."

"Honestly, a student council president? This is a college level academy!" Her words came with a roar from the hunched demon before it sprang vertically, bounding off the walls with the scraping of stone to herald its ascent upwards. There was something of a cataclysmis sounded crash as it had to tear open a larger entrance then what the bookcase concealed before she was free to reclaim her rightful property. Yet before Caprice would consider the wisdom of following or not, down fluttered a blank card on a breeze, a drifting Serei lazily falling towards her with all the infinite potential therein.

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Most Serei were allowed a cool entrance and time to introduce themselves, or were perhaps summoned to crush a vicious enemy and display their talents in a memorable fashion.

Suparna got a half filled sack and a request to rob a city by a girl who didn't seem aware she had bed head so severe there was a cowlick sticking two inches into the air. If nothing else, the knight would remember this with a healthy dose of incredulity before her summoner sped off to steal an airship.

"....'know what? I'mma just pretend this is all Victoire's castle and do it right this time." Suparna said, twisting the hilt ofher thrusting sword to cause the segments to expand, releasing an elongating tendril of carrion and larva that she slashed across the street. Whether they struck student or police robot, worms would burrow in through open orifices, ears, and exhaust ports to infest and corrupt, twisting them into her puppets with a few nibbles to the brain/CPU.

"Alright, half you lot start stealing everything that isn't nailed down and bring it here in a nice pile. The other half, go barf on your friends and make me more drones. I want the city on a platter within the hour! Start from the slums and work inwards and upwards till we can all meet up at those academy gates. They can surrender our earned reward or admit my awesomeness once I eat the fight-or-flight centers of their noggins."

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

Willowa Turnas

It saw her. It saw the chains. It saw the delusion. As it loomed before Velo, it saw a glimmer truth and was stricken by the weight of something beyond the cursed hunger it had overcome, and in doing so, it saw no more.

Willowa expected more from the last Watcher, yet it's head was parted from its shoulders without incident. There was a wet plop, not from the armored exterior but from the host it parasitized. A head rolled free of the Watcher, coming to a stop before Azreal. It's skin was pale and hair matted, yet there was the light in its eyes that told of life. He met the eyes of Azreal and its mouth moved in an alien hiss.

It grated against the Drow, but to angelic ears it rang with sweet gratitude before the light left his eyes and the head was truly deceased. This soured her mood considerably as the well spring of emotional anguish and despair went with it, lightening the air of the temple area considerably to her pain-attuned senses. "There's nothing left here that can threaten us."

Already the light was leaving the temple, dimming till only the natural lighting of the abyss surrounded them. The Drow, seeing nothing left to warrant her size, took the counter-potion and reverted in scale. A fortunate side effect was the reversal of her wounds as the excess flesh worked over the cut and restored it. The pain of others was like fine ambrosia but tolerating unnecesary cuts on her own person was just bothersome. "This looks like a good place to establish. Shall we go report it to the others?"

Tower of Fable

Kanbaru Otoko

The dissonant pair's journey down the steps terminated in a forboding door or blackened metal set into a frame that was rivetted to the wall. Paper talismans smothered the seams with script that was painful to focus upon. They radiated a soft light, but none more so then the shockingly simple 'Do Not Disturb' sign hanging upon the door's handle.

"Pfft, like I'd let a sign stop me here." The bluenette scoffed, tossing it aside and yanking sharply upon the door. Paper tore with its characteristic ease and metal groaned in protest, but a second yank saw the door begin to swing outward-

Then a fist struck the door from the inside and sent Kanbaru bowling backwards to crash in a heap beside the more sedately approaching Caprice. Coming out of the sealed room was an incredibly short woman and her hulking demon. Said demon was cracking the knuckles of its hand, it's visage exuding a universal sense of relief to be freed while the woman remained rather severe with a book in one hand and the other raised towards the unfamiliar pair.

"The last sharply dressed pair of outsiders robbed me of my school and my freedom. Unless you freed me out of the goodness of your hearts," And here both woman and demon rumbled with rueful laughter, "Then you best explain yourselves quickly. I have a student council to disband and precious little patience for obstacles to my revenge."

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

@Kafka Komedy

Lorelai De Windt

There was half a bagel in Lorelai's mouth when Edward addressed her, leaving Lorelai to to furiously chew and swallow the delightful disc of fluffy dough, but by the time the hearty notes of asiago were but a memory on her tongue he had already dashed off to help a pair at the counter. "Bwah! So dry!"

Turning back about she wilted under the annoyed gaze of Ramyu, the catgirl managing to convey the full disdain of her more beastial counterpart so clearly Lorelai was afraid she'd start knocking things off the table. She did look a bit like she'd been hit by a tornado, and even as oblivious as she was, Lorelai knew she and the tornado were one in the same.

"Darn, I really bungled this up. Stupid, stupid, stupid...Gah!" The blonde verbally despaired, long braid bouncing like a cobra lashing out at imagined prey before she lurched forward. Her chin hit the table with a crack but her expression didn't even give away a flinch as she stared morosely at Ramyu. "The first people to talk to me in this school outside of classwork and I manhandle them! Now you're gonna go off with those strangers because they have city manners!"

Her eyes were starting to water and she sniffled, looking very much like a puppy who'd been kicked yet still wanted to love the shoe that strikes it. "M-My name is Lorelai. Please don't think badly of me. Dad always said I'm too strong for my own good."

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

Lorelai De Windt

"Oh! Certainly, Ramyu can come with. I can pay for all of us. I know this place and it has the best sweets, I could eat them by the dozen and never get tired. Mmm, and the drinks! Coffee and tea and all the hot chocolate you can order. It was the first place I went to when I came from the countryside and I've loved it ever since!"

Chipper as could be the bubbly Lorelai grasped Edward and Ramyu by the wrist and bolted down the remaining stairs, through the halls, and out the doors to embrace the city beyond in all its splendor as she was serenaded with songs of confectionaries so sweet, she completely forgot she was dragging two people bodily in her wake.

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"Here it is, my favorite cafe in the whole world. A real lucky find for me, cause I'd never even been to one till I came here."

The only reason she didn't drag Ramya and Edward inside was because the door to the Starbucks was a pull instead of the many push doors she rammed through. She waved to them from her place in line before pointing to a cramped corner table while she regaled a tired, disinterested cashier with an order that saw her returning with three dozen mini-bagels, four premade sandwiches heated up crispy, enough slices of pound cake to reform the cake, and enough chai latte to require a pitcher.. That she carried it one handed was almost as impressive as her intention of eating it all in this sitting.

"Come on then, dig in~!"

Tower of Fable

Caprice found herself surprised to finally stumble on detention and the administrative offices together in one place. "My my, there's keeping your friends close and your enemies closer, but this seems like a bit much." Caprice peered around a corner and into the dual role area. Before shrugging and simply walking in with a clack of her heels against the hard polished floor. "If the president, Iona, or a hound yet unmet lies in wait, it's unlikely I'll evade them, so, pardon me, I'm coming in." Stealth did not seem high on her priorities. Either the games had drawn the eyes of authority elsewhere, or Caprice was just going to deal with them head on.

Her heist was so perfect that there weren't even any guards left to hear either criminal in their moments of triumph. In the case of an adventurous bluenette she was finally able to lay eyes upon her target, out in the open and undefended. Naturaly she assumed this was a decoy, but if it was or wasn't, she was still going to be destroying documentation even if she had to submerge the entire room,freeze it, and rupture the entire architecture of the building- The bluenette blinked, wondering why she had the sudden urge for mass destrouction and feeling vaguely envious of her Serei, only to put said thoughts aside and approach the table. As exciting as her goal was, their drab manilla exterior made the picture of a vague nun all the more striking above it. Was it irony that had them guard the diplomas for future degenerates and reprobates with the image of a holy woman?

"Hmm, nah, not my problem." Kanbaru shrugged carelessly and snatched up the first diploma folder. Water immediately saturated the covering, soaking deep to ruin any chances of reading it's now smeared contents.

The painting stared at Kanbaru serenly, though odd enough, the sound of trickling pittered in its wake. Where once Kanbaru snatched the first of her prizes, seeking water through the paper, so too did water flow from the painting. Long, streaks of it trickled from somewhere behind the painting, tracing down the wall with the same viscosity of her own waters. It threatened to pool along the desk as if leaving clear evidence someone was tampering with the diplomas.

"Ah, greetings." Caprice would nod to Kanbaru as she entered and spotted her. She didn't see any reason to interefere with Kanbaru's goals, and continued about the room heedless of Kanbaru or the painting, looking to see if she could find anyone currently 'in detention', which was probably something extreme if it was used as the stick against the Umbral Games' carrot for delinquents.

"Oh, hey, you." She replied, turning around to check it was indeed the group's resident magician and not some voice stealing guard demon about to shank her in the kidneys. After confirming reality wasn't stranger then fiction, she came back around to find the nun was peeing herself.

At least, it was a very well hydrated nun painting as it looked crystal clear. And it was forming a vaguely human shape as it trailed down in an almost threatening manner. "Hey, you any good with booby traps? Cause this painting is one shade of red away from crying blood."

"I wouldn't call it my area of expertise." Caprice glanced down at the water.

The painting was blank; at least, to Caprice's eyes. Where once there was a nun, only a large dark spot was in place, as if there used to be an object or person occupying the space. The water of course remained, seeping with a thickness that almost made it akin to blood by now, or perhaps motor oil. However, whereas Caprice would see nothing but a blank painting, the visage of a nun still stared at Kanbaru, a shape only seen by her eyes.

"It doesn't seem too bad to me." Caprice continued her search heedless of the potential danger.

"You're kidding me right? There's a nun of blood looking at me right now. I'm not even catholic and this is creeping me out!" The bluenette shuddered and hugged herself, overcome with a sudden heavy sense of Irish guilt, in spite of no such heritage. It passed and she raised a hand, freezing the space in front of the bloody visage like the glass over the same portrait. "I think we should just wreck this table and get on out. Like, quickly."

"I don't share your fear of nuns, nor your desire to commit destruction. You may come or go as you please, but I haven't satisfied my curiosity yet." Caprice simply stepped around the water and continued looking around. Perhaps what she sought was behind the painting.

A translucent sheen of ice coated over the painting, stopping short any more leakage from its source. But when Kanbaru looked upon it again, the painting shifted. There was still a nun only she could see, but where once was a smile was now turned upside down. A discouraging frown stared back at the blunette through her ice as if judging the petulent actions of a child. No such activity was given to Caprice; in fact, the dark magician of sorts would find the drawers and cabinets unlocked wherever she glanced. Whether the academy's staff had little care for security or they expected such crimes to take place in their own abdoes during the Umbral Games was unclear. Were Rose present, she might have raided the placed whole without temptation. All the same, the painting stared down Kanbaru with a flash of searing pain suddenly shooting through her head.

"Are you blind? This is genuine horror material here! It's some kind of trap and it's giving me the stink e-Aaagh!" Like an ice pick driven from on high, sharp pain drove her hard down to one knee, both hands grasping at her hair as her minded pounded under the most merciless of migraines. She nausus and dizzy all at once and looked through bleary eyes at the nun and the unaffected state of Caprice. "The room's cursed! Don't touch anything!"

Caprice continued to ignore Kanbaru and let the cabinets and drawers mostly untouched other than a cursory glance. She had been looking for the detention area and if there was anyone with the will to defy the Student President, but that seemed too well hidden for her. It seemed Caprice had little sympathy for Kanbaru's plight nor heed to her warnings.

Another glance to the painting would show two points of red under the nun's veil, bright enough to contrast with the dark of the painting. No sooner did it lock gazes with Kanbaru did a horrid screech fill her mind as the creature inside, whatever it was, lunged forward. Bursting through the ice like shards of confetti, the screaming nun barreled into Kanbaru. However, there was little damage or even sign of a scuffle. That was because, as soon as the blunette regained her bearings, the painting was back to normal. The nun remained, smiling as it once did and the sheen of ice gone from its surface. However, its position was changed entirely, an arm pointed to its right over to where Caprice was searching without caution or care. Just next to the dark magician was a large book case that appeared almost too worn down and topical. Yet the nun remained pointing, an invisible sense drawing Kanbaru to a dark tome in its corner.

Kanbaru felt genuine helplessness as the specter of the nun took shape, smashing through the ice to the tune of a shriek Kanbaru knew she was one providing. It barreled into her with the bluenette unable to muster a defense, yet in a flicker of inconceivable motion, the room was back to normal. The Nun was a picture once more, only now she had direction that had her turning towards her treacherous cohort. If it was asking her to kill her team mates then she'd have felt oddly enthusiastic, but a sense compelled her to rise and cross the room, coming upon a curious black book. Without thinking she plucked it out by the spine and cracked open the cover.

"Mmm?" Caprice paused not at the shriek, but at Kanbaru coming over. "If you are frightened, you may leave whenever you like, but if you do wish to keep looking around, I'd appreciate it with less screaming." Caprice was a bit curious as to why when Kanbaru had previously been freaking out, and then suddenly came over to check a particular book.

There was hardly anything of worth in the black tome, contents going on about spells and whatnot, methods to summon creatures from other worlds. No, what was perhaps more fascinating was the book shelf moving on its own. A shuddering sound inhibited by wearing age accompanied the wood sliding away in a most trite fashion, a dark corridor revealed before the two girls. The lack of light didn't do much to illuminate the fact it was in fact a stair well that led down into...something. No one mentioned the academy had a basement after all, let alone one kept hidden.

"I'd love to see how you handle cursed jump scare nuns," the bluenette growled, though the words lacked heat as her eyes widened with wonder to see a classic sliding staircase. There were many reasons to have hidden compartments and areas, but most of them involved hiding away some prized treasure, and that Kanbaru could move beyond all rational fear with a greedy glimmer in her eye. "First dibs on the treasure!"

With those parting words she bolted down the stairs, eager to see what non-nun related loot was to be found.

"Ah, delightful, a classic." Caprice could not help but smile at the sight of the turning bookcase. She followed Kanbaru at a measured pase, in no hurry to compete with the girl's lust for treasure. "It's all yours." Caprice kept her hand on the wall to keep herself steady as she stepped down the stairs.

Silver Gate Academy [Accepting New Players]

@Kafka Komedy

Lorelai De Windt

Lorelai remained slumped upon the floor, paralyzed not by pain as she didn't feel anything from her repeated face first collision with with the stairwell, but from the sheer weight of stares upon her. Far easier then to keep her head down as she pondered simply sinking into the ground and being trampled by her peers. That seemed preferable to her spinning head, but others seemed to disagree as a voice prompted her to look up and see a hand offered. Looking and acting every bit the owl, she accepted the proferred palm without even considering it and stammered out, "Who- Umm, I mean thank you."

She sprung to her feet with alacrity and shuffled against the wall, clearing up the considerable sprawl to let their classmates mill downstairs and make to flee the halls of academia to enjoy a non-productive Golden Week. Suddenly it struck her that getting away from the school and any familiar faces might be a good idea, after all, and set aside her lofty desires for menial labor for another time.

"Sorry, I'm fine. I take falls like that all the time. Builds character, as my daddy used to say...or was that about closing your eyes as you cross the street? Hmm..." She hummed aloud, genuinely considering the virtues of a leap of faith when it came to crosswalks before realizing the two who had stopped were still there. Her hand snapped back and she curled it into amidst her skirt. "You didn't have to stop to help, so maybe I can return the favor? There should be some nice cafes in town. My treat!"

Fate Grand Order - World Shattering Star - PVE Style Rp

So I don't see this going anywhere and the GM looks pretty engrossed in their newer RP so I'll save myself the hassle of trawling through Type Moon wikis to make a Master and pull out here.

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

For all McNair's forwardness, she wore a mask of intense focus as she listened to the report from someone she believed was competent. Her eye turned the man Akane had so seemlessly made into a seat and felt her evaluation of her rise at the hesitation to follow her superior's direction. If this wasn't a closely monitored test of character she may not have even noticed Akane's effort to take the weight off the solider. It was arm day in the gym when the call came down. Hmm, I will have to test him later to make sure he is not so easily encumbered on an average day.

While both officers made seperate plans for the human-come-furniture, they had in fact concluded the report in a stunningly short time. Inwardly applauding both her efficiency in reporting and her savy in escaping an embarrassing situation, she stood and made ready to release her only for another noteable face to appear. "Ah good, I have both the ladies of the hour before me. Splendid indeed. Perhaps we can join you for that Macha, after all, Yurei."

There was a sharp crack as her crop struck the corner of her desk, bringing the men and woman moving in her furniture to a sudden stop, backs straight even under the weight of heavy crates and other minutia. "I expect my property unpacked just as it was in my last office by the time I return. If anyone is still hear working, they can expect to be cleaning lavatories. If anything is not completed and no one remains, you can all scrup lavatories sans your uniforms, as you are unfit to serve this command!"

The chorus of affirmations was deafening in the office space, just as she liked it. Motioning for Akane to take the lead, she curled her arm around Akari's before she could think of dropping off a report and dashing away. "And you, can regale me with the battle from a less objective stand point. What was it like engaging the GMGs up close? Don't hold anything back, I want your full and honest opinion here, Major."

The pink terror was not going to abide either of them escaping anytime soon.

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

@Dead Cruiser
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