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Current These things I have spoken unto you, that in me you might have peace. In the world you shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world. -John 16:33
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@Skelace

Are you still in the RP?

@dndragons @ShiningSector@Zelosse@Skelace@Mr Creamscene
I want to enforce a post at least once a day rule from here on out. Because the rate of this RP is only being held back by the rate of posting.
Also, in terms of psychopaths, we already have two, a male and a female. Raiya being the female counterpart to Nemo. So we are totally booked on murdering psychopaths atm.
@Prodigal Son

First one will answer itself. Ever since Zero has started in this roleplay, what exactly has he been doing? Yes, so that's settled.


Not sure exactly what you are implying.

Yes, your characters are in fact different. But if I were to post a roster of what we need filled in terms of character variation, Nemo's character would already be taking up the, "mass murdering psychopath," slot. So where does your character fit? It doesn't which is why I rejected it. What do we need in this RP? We need more females, we could also use more variations of people from different factions. We don't, however, need more males who happen to also be murdering psychopaths.

I don't need to put that this RP is styled in anime considering the pictures that are used are styled in anime and the both the tag and the title says it is anime.
@Prodigal Son

I can't imagine how, aside from using guns and being violent, the characters are alike.

One is a bishonen anime flavored art lover that wears eyeliner and eats like a pig.

The other is a distictly ugly noir-esque serial killer whose interest in social or subconscious appeal equates to exactly Jack and shit, with Jack having ditched town thirty-six years ago.

It's like comparing Cowboy Bebop to Death Wish. If I counted magic blasts and mean streaks the same way, Zero and Donny would be the only characters that stand out.


It's not the aesthetics, it's the mass murdering psychopath part and the revolver part. Both of which your character uses. Plus this is supposed to be an anime styled RP, so your character isn't really styled for this RP. Nemo is a mass murdering psychopath, your character is a mass murdering psychopath. The group doesn't need and can't contain two.
There was a bright flash and Raiya could feel the familiar pull of spacial magic. After a brief moment, Raiya was standing in a comfy lodge. Raiya was feeling a very odd vibe coming from the cabin. It was fully furnished, and seemed to have many amenities. This freak better not be getting any perverted ideas. Raiya thought as she examined the room.

That's when she saw him. The specter. The phantom. The ghost she refused to acknowledge existed, and that's when it all started coming together.




Felix was still undergoing a panic attack even after there was a flash of spacial magic in the room. But when he turned and saw the leather clad, black-haired, Japanese tornado tha was Raiya, a whole different wave of panic washed over him.

"YOU BROKE A CONVICTED MASS MURDERER OUT OF MAMERTINE PRISON JUST TO GET ME TO JOIN YOUR STUPID CLUB!? Raiya broke out into a flurry of Japanese. Felix could only grasp every other word of what she was saying but still got the general gist of it.

"I didn't break him out to get you. I broke him out because the parchment told me to. Him getting you was something he did on his ow-." A large sushi knife stuck itself in the ground right next to Felix's foot, any closer and he would have been in a large amount of pain. Raiya held her leather jacket open, revealing leather pockets inside that all hand sushi knives in them. She drew another one this one longer and pointier than the last.

"As if I'd believe a dead man," Raiya sneered. She reared up to throw another knife.

"I-i-it's true I swear. Tell her, Nemo. I told you to stay here and wait for the rest of the recruits." Felix stammered.

Raiya looked around the room and noticed other people. And though she was caught a bit off guard she didn't appear to be fully assuaged, as indicative of her knife still reared back in throwing position.
@Prodigal Son@Zelosse



It's not that you can't be a rabble rouser in this RP, it's that there is already a character which is basically the same as yours (minus the hammer bit) in this RP. So your character would overshadow his, because there isn't really room for two revolver-wielding, murdering psychopaths. (The other being my Co-GM's character, Nemo)
@Doc Doctor
It's going to be a no from me

What do you think, Simon?


Felix raised an eyebrow at the, "Master," part. It's not that he had a problem being a mentor, he just felt the title of Master implied servitude. And, he was not a slave driver.

Felix cleared his throat, "Eh... You can just call me Felix. And we are going back to meet the team you will be working with for the foreseeable future."

With that, Felix slashed a cross glyph with his sword, and a spacial rift opened up. He beckoned to Artos, before stepping through it himself. The rift took him straight in the living room, the same place he dropped everyone else off at. Felix released his hold on the manaegis, it burning in a flare of azure flames, leaving him back in his hiking gear (blue cotton T-shirt, blue jeans, and hiking backpack).

Felix glanced around the room and noticed a disturbing fact, Nemo was no where to be seen. Panicked, he swept the area with his manalysis only to find Nemo's mana-wave signature to be absent from the premises.

"I don't suppose a fellow with white hair and purple pants was here when you all arrived, was he?" Felix said anxiously.

Before anyone could answer, Felix spotted a yellow sticky note on the fridge. It read: "Dear Felix: Got bored and decided to go to New York and get my bearings back, take in the fresh city air, try some of the cuisine, visit an art show or two, get into a violent clash with a certain gang, the usual tourist pleasantries. I'll try to behave my best."

Felix walked back to the small group in the lounge area, and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment.

"We might have a problem..."
Felix watched as Artos gave it his best effort to take him down. Unfortunately for Artos, but fortunately for Felix, the manaegis proved too resilient to take down with ordinary methods. That's when Artos attempted a different method, controlling water to force it through his visor.

Smart Felix thought. Had he not faltered from fatigue, Felix might have been in a spot of trouble. Felix was about to retaliate before the water could reach his face, but then Artos fell back, dropping the spell.

Felix stood over the prideful, blue skinned man. With manalysis still active, he examined the man even further. His aura was clear, and flowing like water. It was clear that water attributed magic was the only type he had trained in. And if Felix had to guess, his aura had always been that clear color, even from birth. Most likely passed down through his bloodline, making it easier for him to attune to water magics.

Felix snapped himself out of his train of thought. He then unattached his helmet from the armor, holding it in his hands briefly before dispersing the helmet into its mana state. It erupted in a brilliant blue blaze briefly, before diapering entirely. Felix wanted to make sure the man could see his face, he thought it would be more sincere.

"That was a valiant effort on your part. You do indeed possess some inherent skill. Skill that should be put to work. Skill that should be honed in the fiery heat of battle. I have knowledge that groups of evil men are attempting to bring about the end of this world by bringing together artifacts of great power, and the only way to stop them is to get to those artifacts first. I can guarantee you, there will be bloodshed. I can't promise you money for your service, but what I can offer you is a place to live and train, food, and guidance." Felix offered as he extended his hand to help the man up from the ground.

"So what'll it be? Do you want to help save the world?"
Nah, I'm just going to stick with what I said earlier. The armor is attached to the user through mana ties. And the seems to the joints are the minimum size they need to be for the material to move without touching.
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