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God's Shattering [Concluded]

@Lonewolf685 It's been a long day x-x

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

@Chickn@Apollosarcher Actually, what chick says here is right on the money of the issue at hand.

God's Shattering [Concluded]

Letty Winchock

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@KoL@BlueAjah@Awesomoman64

Taking note of her other two opponents shaking hands, Letty turned her head to seeing one of the great beasts that had been let out of their cages along the walls was charging for her. Unflinchingly, She leaned back as though she were letting herself fall off a building toward the silhouette of her own shadow. Instead of hitting the ground itself, she seemed to fall through and merge with her shadow, causing the beast to harmlessly trample on the dark silhouette on the ground and careen into the wall behind her.

The beast pulled back, shaking it's head as it tried to reorient itself, oblivious to the intricate shadow curling up the side of the wall it had hit. A pale hand inset with Letty's familiar Raven armor reached out, becoming visible, and snatched at the beasts face, a spiral of ice forming on it's body and neck to lock it in place. Frightened, the beast snarled and tried to break free, wriggling it's head back and forth as much as it could to no avail. It was with a sickening crunch that the beast's head was pulled back at a fast pace and cracked into the wall as Letty pulled her arm back and disappeared within the concrete. It's neck snapped having hit at just the right angle due to it's wriggling, the beast slumped down the wall, dead.

At a similar pace, the shadow shot across the ground of the arena and in it's pace passing beneath the two standing in the center shaking hands, shot up a pale hand just in time to attempt a grasp a Jessi's ankle and fling him across the arena. At that moment, Fei found herself also prey to a beast lungeing for her neck.

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Lavlene Chistron

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"Uuughhh I'm totes DIIIZZZZYYYY...." Lav dragged herself back to her boss's office after pulling on some appropriately lazy attire for the evening, Her loose wavy hair only adorned by a headband with a small black top hat perched diagonally in accordance to her head. She stretched and sat on the desk, parasol in hand as her knee-high white lace up high heeled boots clicked against the side of the hard wood. She sighed, fanning herself with a white lace matching folding fan.

"Boss, that loser distasteful lady totally blew a hole in your roof. Annnnd I think our revenue got stolen like, AGAIN. " She pouted, flipping her hair and tugging at her white lace gloves, sighing deeply. "The heck is "Kani-chan" anyway??? OMG soooooo early 20XX."

"It means "Cute Crab". Or something," Jeremias said lazily, as he read away at his favorite best seller novel. "Lav, dear, if it's really such a problem why don't you go out and do something about it?" Annoyed, Lavlene looked over at him.

"Shouldn't you, like, be more concerned or whatever? I mean, this IS your revenue."

God's Shattering [Concluded]

*derp*

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

@Apollosarcher Hm. If you wouldn't mind to put some sort of other creative spin on the 7 splits, I think you have a lot of potential for something really neat. Otherwise, that just may be a little overpowered. As for the dust in the thread, I see where you're going with it, but that also seems REALLY powerful and would take a lot of time to learn how to do something so intricate. So while I like the idea, do keep in mind that these are still students and that his precision with it would probably come with age. If you had a less-than-reliable way of using it, I'd be okay with that (In the sense that it doesn't work exactly the way it's meant to every time). I appreciate all the thought you put into the intricacies.

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

@Apollosarcher
I like him alot and look forward to having him in the rp. That being said, I don't quite think I grasp the concept of his semblance. And Dust doesn't work quite so precisely like making 'cages' and whatnot. It's much more erratic, loose, like a typical final fantasy spell, going canonically to the show.

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

Ozpin

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@floodtalon

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The pale haired professor looked to the newcomer, his eyebrow quirked. At that moment, the sight of a large nevermore in the distance was tackled by a boy with erratically dark hair. Ozpin looked over at the commotion and took a sip of his coffee, only to find no more was left with a frown. He stood up from where he sat, nodding to the platforms.

"Go on. Launch yourself. Some of us have important matters to be on time for."

With that he was gone. Glynda stood up from where she sat as well, frowning with her riding crop risen.

"Just... launch yourself." She huffed, obviously annoyed.

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Rood von Rah

@BCTheEntity

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As they were picked up and the force of the speed hit his sensitive eyes, Rood was forced to keep his eyes shut. He ducked his head, grunting as his hands felt the grip of the harsh talons at his waist. He could barely hear the voice of the black haired boy over the torrential wind flying past his slowly-becoming-more-frigid ears. The blonde managed to barely crack his eye open, only catching the silhouette of the other kid doing something with his weapon and outstretching his hand to him. Rood, groaning, struggled to pull his arm free before gripping his temporary partner by his offered arm. This time, he was able to barely make out what he asked. In response, he shouted over the tempest.

"Rood... Rood von Rah!"

He managed to wriggle his second arm free and wasted no time raising it up straight, and then bringing it sharply down upon the talon. Moments before he had, the slight crackle in the air around the front of his arm was visible, making the speed of his arm into a blur. Fast enough that it had sliced clean through the talon, causing the feetless grimm to screech in agony. He would have fallen with the dismembered talon had he not been gripping Vlad's arm. He held on tight, grunting... then, using his free hand covered in chains, he lashed his arm out, prompting the chain to go soaring. It wrapped around the neck of the giant nevermore, the tip of the whip flowering out into a pistol which blew bullets straight into the Nevermore's neck. This did nothing more than make the grimm shriek and begin to spiral to the opposite sides of the incoming fire. The great bird crashed into a tree by the angle of its wing and plummeted down, causing the two bodies attached to disconnect and soar through the air ahead. It clearly, however, was still not finished.

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

@Apollosarcher As this occurs after the great war, and it is the point of the roleplay, please rename your character based on a color. Also your photo appears to not be working.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Hitoru Mitsuki

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@Caits@McFazzer@Mega Birb@KoL

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"You could say we are classmates." Eris replied to Hitoru's question, "But, we are here for a very hard to explain reason, so... why don't you begin by telling us what has truly happened with Erika Mitsuki and why has a an apparition inside of Deep Ground took her form and questioned us if we wanted to be 'heroes'?"

"What I'd like to know, however, is how she managed to force herself into DGO and cause an entire dungeon to glitch and crash." Fletcher crossed his arms, waiting patiently for a response.

“Umm, sorry. I know of her, saw Erika around the place, but I haven’t had the pleasure... this place is, like everyone else here, because of a lovely ghost resembling Erika letting us know.” Hearing Aaron’s question about how Erika got into DGO well, a leap of logic made sense to Alex. Quietly speaking up he voiced his thoughts

“Well, if her DGO chip is still active, then maybe she can subconsciously log-in? Since she’s not fully aware of herself then it doesn’t function completely? I know I’ve always had a secret worry of accidentally logging in while asleep...” looking around Alex blushed a bit before approaching the ‘hero’ topic.

“A hero isn’t really something to aspire for... a hero is just the villain that won the final battle and everyone believed in...”

"well, isn't that obvious? There's always been speculation that the links aren't truly safe, but there's never been a documented case-most people think it's paranoid nonsense, but I imagine if something happened to a link, then that could be deadly to the user-perhaps-she is linking in without realizing it, or at the prodding of others." Cassandra didn't say what else she thought, that perhaps someone had deliberately done this, harming Erika to get...what? Answers if some sort, but why?

Hitoru's eyes creased as his eyes flicked back and forth between all those present, trying to make sense of everything they were tryint to say to him. Something about heroes... Something about dungeons glitching... He stood up from where he sat on the armchair and took a small hop off of the armchair to floor level, his hands in his pockets as he looked at everyone present.

"Look, kids, I don't know what you're all smoking but you're... haha... really making me wish I was high right now." He'd taken his cap off as he spoke and gently ruffled his hair. In the unflattering hospital light, the dark circles under his eyes were most prominant. A sort of pallid, tired and yet stressed look was awash over his facial features where clearly a usual sort of mischeivious spark would be. His hand froze and his eyes slowly widened as he began to process more of what they were saying. Slowly, his red eyes rose to look at them, a sort of shock creasing his forehead.

"Wait... Are you saying... you saw Erika? You saw my sister?" He took a step forward, arms open wide and lips parted to get a little closer to them. After two half steps he hesitated, and then faltered. His arms were down by his side in a sort of slumped posture, his eyes falling to the shiny linoleum floor. He turned toward his sister, scowling as he considered everything they were saying.

A glitch...

His breath shuddered and he moved his body away, hands gripping onto the end railing at the end of Erika's hospital bed tight enough to make his knuckles white.

"I don't... know anything about that hero shit... I don't know anything about ... what exactly you all are trying to say... but I think you ... just confirmed a theory of mine." Hitoru's voice was strained, his gaze barely visible over his blocking arms which shimmered in tension.

"When I checked on my little sister a week ago when she was in her room, she was in the position she always lays in when she's going onto Deep Ground. I let her be but... she never woke up. . .

"I... I think... if her friend Yuuki is right... that she got into a fight. On Deep Ground, I mean." Hito paused to run his fingers through his hair and back up against the wall behind him, taking a deep breath. "Just going around... minding her own business. She was checking her online messages alot... and-and with all this crap with the Corpse Collector and the Black King going on... I think someone targeted her. I went through her messages... Someone planted a worm on one of them. One that, when she opened it, caused her to ... "

Hitoru faltered, looking at his sister in a moment of silence.

"...Made her go comatose when she died from a fight in Deep Ground."

Hitoru slowly turned his head to the group of students before him, his eyes wide.

"And I think... that worm... that virus... I think it's applied to everyone in Deep Ground Online. When you die in the game..."

Hitoru looked back at his little sister.

"You turn into nothing but lines of code... and become a fucking vegetable in the real world."

Hitoru was still for a moment before he turned and slammed his tightened fist into the wall behind him hard enough for his knuckles' skin to be scraped off and blood to immediately start dripping down onto the otherwise pristine white floor. His tone was dark... angry... and he glared into empty space yet saw exactly the person he was thinking of in his own minds eye. The Red King.

"I'm going to kill the son of a bitch that did this. To all of us..."

He held his bleeding hand in his free one, that determined, angry look turned onto the kids that had come.

"And I'm going to kill the Corpse Collector first to do it."

R.W.B.Y. ~ The Colors of Dawn ~

@floodtalon Thanks :) Let me know when you're finished. Do you have a skype? We don't talk in the OOC much because we discuss stuff in a skype group.