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Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Southern Section

The second the Masked Phantom brought up his plans to basically rob the entire academy, Trixie's initial reactions were to scream into the communicator: "I told you! I told you I told you I told you, but nooooo, no one wanted to listen to me!" But then the little runt opened his mouth again and Trixie fumed. She forced more pressure on his shoulder via her foot, though before she could bark back, Lute was attacked. Luckily he managed to stagger back to his feet, but just barely; he couldn't even stand straight.

From the looks of it, Rose was beginning to worry too, but she was far too injured to strengthen her grip on Fabian. If she loosened her hold any further than she had... Well, Trixie had taken most of Fabian's gear. But he was a trickster just like her, and she didn't want to risk him having more up his sleeves. Despite the 'MP making some deal with Estelle and the others, it seemed some battles still had to go down.

Trixie called for Rose's communicator. Once it was tossed and in her nimble hands, Trixie whipped out one uzi while she held the communicator to her mouth with her other hand. She aimed the barrel down various directions, and sniffed madly at the air around her. "Help! Someone, please help! Mayday, mayday!" she cried out. She pressed down on the seated boy further, so that he ended up leaning forward over his legs instead of sitting upright. Seeing how lithe his body is, it wasn't so much painful as it was compromising and more difficult to get out.

Unless of course the shadowed thief got to Trixie next. With Rose already handicapped and Lute on his way to dreamland...

She suddenly unleashed a barrage of bullets in one direction. "Lute! Lute, he's over there! I can smell you!" With all the gunfire then, it would be difficult to track the thief down if he had moved from his previous spot, especially in all this darkness. Trixie could only hope she nailed him as she waited for help to arrive. If it ever did.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Central-Southern Section

While they weren't moving fast, they were still moving. Every step brought them further to the southern section, and Amy did what she could to continue feeding more spells to Moira's unconscious body. Hopefully her groaning from earlier was a sign that she would reawaken soon, but even then, the duo was still remarkably injured. Would they be able to fight under these conditions? If not, was it worth it to spend all her energy here when the others were struggling?

She hated to think like this, but time was working against her. Especially with the sudden sound of gunfire further down the halls (though out of sight), accompanied by Trixie's shrills. It was dangerous for a weaponless healer to rush into battle, but her help may be what they needed to keep on their feet. Despite whatever conversation the others were having with the Masked Phantom now, there was still chaos unfolding in the premisses. She looked to Syed with a pained expression as she imbued Moira with another, final golden hue. "I pray that's enough to get her back to her feet," she muttered distastefully, turning away from the two. With that she took off running towards the other group.

Her suspicions were correct; they were just right around the corner. Amy continued following the sound of gunfire, eventually coming across Rose and a fallen Sebastian. The aristocrat was seated, her ankle twisted awkwardly, as she strained to keep the vines in control of Fabian; Amy couldn't figure out what exactly Rose was doing from where she stood, but whatever it was, she needed some help. Amy stepped forward some more, her heels clicking on the marble floor, and thanks to the light from Trixie's gun she was also able to make out where she and Lute had been standing.

She sighed silently. Thank Dyn none of the fighters were knocked out. While Rose too needed the help, she decided against it for her first move, though she stood by her as she chanted. At once Lute's body glowed with a warm gold, and something transparent materialized behind Trixie's head and neck. Like the backside of a helmet too big, the manifested floating shield followed as she turned her head to see Amy there. "Ames! You came!"

Amy did not reply, instead focusing her chanting on Lute. Anything to keep this kid on his feet.
Hahaha thank you Fox! ^^

I'm gonna shower and freshen up before I start working on a post. :) So I hope no one minds that I call next!
I've not been in many RPs either, at least none that lasted long enough for me to say I loved it, bar this one. I have some that I wanted to like but either died too quickly, or looking back on it were not as good as I remembered. Black Rainbows was fun while it was running, but once part 1 (of 3) was completed, I realized that the pacing was destroying my immersion. I enjoyed Pacman's setup with a hotel massacre, and the scenes that were supposed to follow from it, but it still didn't help the fact that everything took place in like the same four hours, IC-wise. Also, everyone posting once a month (with one guy posting twice a year) sucked too.

I really wanted to like For the Future We Fight too, another RP Pacman GMed, but that got cut off so disappointingly early. :( One RPer knocked every single one of my characters out (they were all villains) so I literally couldn't do anything when it slowed down to death. :/ We wrote both present/future scenes of our characters at the same time, and the future characters' goal iirc was to travel back in the past to stop the future from turning into what it did. It was cool to see changes. One guy's chars on present scene had a father and son, and the future scene was the son grown up. My three chars (incl. a pet cockatoo) were villains in the present, but in the future only one of them are there and is working as a spy for the protagonist. So it would've been interesting to see the development, but alas...

So Tales has the throne for my favorite RP hahaha
Character-wise, of everyone I've ever played as, I really like to write three (I don't have pictures lol).

Exandra, an obsessed, frantic, condescending psycho who is always sick (sneezes and sniffles all the time) and is engrossed with zombies. I used her for a few seconds in Black Rainbows but that RP I fucked up a lot in, so she didn't really go as planned. She debuted elsewhere though, kinda zombie-based RP so that was a lot of fun.
"Now hold still. *sniff* For science."

Valentine, who was also in Vandrell, was a lot of fun too. I like her a lot mostly because she's... different from most tropes. She's a stoic, no-nonsense badass, but instead of having a thin and serious femme fatale look, she has bubblegum pink hair and a stocky body. Regardless of that she wears skin-tight latex cuz she doesn't give a shit about her weight. :D Outside of Tales she controls shadow demons and not ghosts; just thought I'd experiment with the horror theme with her for this RP hahaha.

Crispin is my other baby, a pyro chef who fights with brass knuckles and fire-punches. He had a cameo in Los Paraisos XD. He also has a pet land-dwelling octopus named Bazooka who cooks too and makes more money than he does.
I'll be posting in the morning as a heads up. I know I said id do tonight but I totally underestimated how exhausted id be, especially cuz my friend and I came to my home around midnight XD

I'll for sure post when I wake up <3

We didn't go zip lining btw. It closed an hour earlier than it advertised :|
Eeee I can't guarantee I'll be posting tonight; spending the day/night bonding with my bro since we never do anything together anymore. :) So if I can't post tonight and am not deathly hungover the next day, I'll post tomo morn. :D;;; Otherwise I'll post tomo night after I get home. For tomorrow, my friend had convinced me to go to the zombie run at Comic Con, which isn't until 5pm, but we're leaving early so we can do other fun things like Borderlands-themed laser tag and Batman-themed ziplining (don't ruin it for me, Pacman). Whoooo!

It's been a really rough week, so my bro and I are just doing what we can to keep our spirits up. Riley's second followup is next Tuesday, so hopefully he's showing signs of improvement by then. His blood test results from last Wednesday were not looking good but the vet said to keep up with his fluids for now in case he improves over more time, especially since he's eating regularly again.

Thanks for the support and niceness and all, everyone :)
Great stuff, everyone! Really love the twist in Pacman's post haha. Excited to see where things go now :)


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Southwestern Section

If Trixie were attentive, she would have realized Fabian speaking his location into some communicator latched to his mask meant backup was coming. Which also meant his little threat had more merit than not. It really seemed like he wasn't going to spill the beans on where the Masked Phantom was; this didn't really help out Trixie's crew much at all, but at least that meant she get to keep taking his stuff. While Lute communicated with the other Pride members, Trixie dumped the rest of the pouch's remains into her hands and put them all away in her own pouches. "You really do have a lot of stuff! Hope you don't mind if I hold it for you. ♥"

As she resumed eying Fabian's person (and his butt in case he had guns in his pockets like she did), the Masked Phantom spoke into the communicator in Lute's hand. The prankster puffed her cheeks at this, knowing well that that was not a good sign at all. But she couldn't loosen her focus on the captured thief. Trixie stood back up and resumed scouting position - eyes flitting back and forth between the boy and her surroundings. She also put her foot on his shoulder in an attempt to keep him in place... as well as to, of course, keep rubbing it in that the heroes had won that particular battle.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Western Section

Their sprinting came to a brief stop the moment they entered the western sector. Namely because of the two knocked out bodies highlighted by the moon's shine, and the glass shards scattered by them. They cricked and cracked beneath the ladies' footsteps as they ran again to these bodies. Moira and Syed. Amy scowled at this, eyes turning to the busted window pane before returning to her fallen comrades. "Wasn't that aristocrat supposed to be with them?" She eyed out-of-place armored statue outside with contorted brows (while the other was lost somewhere in the shadows), but she thought nothing more of it.

Amy turned her attention to healing. While Syed looked mostly unharmed, despite being out cold, Moira's body and non-armored clothing was sliced and diced, presumably from the shards considering how shallow yet numerous they were. She would have never guessed the beserker's body had also been thrown around the way the Masked Phantom handled her, although the few bruises Amy also spotted were concerning as well.

The three guilders' bodies glowed with a beautiful golden aura as Amy worked to relieve Moira of her cuts and punctures and to rejuvenate them both. Her magic had grown enough to bring Lucien back from unconsciousness, though he was still recovering. As she chanted, she could only pray to Dyn that she could assist Moira and Syed next. They did not have much time to waste, if they wanted to get to Rose's section sooner than later. But she wasn't fond of just leaving them there either.

Her spells were momentarily interrupted by an unfamiliar voice buzzing on Estelle's communicator: the Masked Phantom. Amy merely scowled at this before returning to healing. Now they definitely needed to act quickly. "Please for the love of Dyn, get your asses up. Please."


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Southern Section

They had him, they totally had him. The thief had been apprehended at last! Except he really wasn't the Masked Phantom. He was just some pipsqueak that was her own size.

"You bet! And it's no problem, Echo! It's cuz of your blunder that we caught this guy!" Trixie giggled, her voice still nasally from the clothespin over her nostrils. She gave a thumbs up to both Rose and Lute before dashing over to the fallen boy, and towering over him. The filthy smog had mostly cleared out by now, and it was much easier to see him close up like this thanks to the surrounding moonlight as well. With hands firm on her hips, she began to interrogate him. Wondergirl style. "That was a good game but we gotchu now! Which means you lose! Okay, so you better start telling us where that Masked guy is. Or else!"

Then she lowered herself to his level - and smiled wide and toothily. At first it seemed innocent, until her eyebrows furrowed along with that smile. "Or else Imma take your stuff." So even if he didn't talk, she'd walk out of there with more gizmos than ever. It was a win-win for the heroes!

With Fabian ensnared, there was no way for him to fight off what Trixie was about to do next. He had one arm free, but Trixie nabbed it with one of her own, while sifting through his pouch with her other hand. Oh boy he had loooads of cool things in there. She pulled out a little ball and inspected it, eyes shining with amazement. "Ooh, what's this? Is this a bomb or something? Ooh! Hey, hey," she whipped it in front of his face, just to rub the defeat in his face even more, "did you use this to make the stringy paper thing? You have more of those, right?"


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Central Section

Suddenly the woman was upon Amy's trio, as opposed to Estelle's charge. So it was a trap! But before she could do anything about it, the woman kicked down Tobias and prepared to assault Amy herself. Then she decided... not to, and booked it, throwing an overhead banner at the cleric to slow her down.

Amy summoned her whip to slash the banner into two, as well as bring a flash of light into the room. The woman was indeed retreating, from what Amy was able to see, before the room dimmed back into near darkness, save for the light around her group. Unfortunately with the banner being the material that it was, it still managed to snag onto her, though Estelle was quick to pull it off. The redhead's suggestion to Lucien was good enough, though he was still disoriented from the knockout. Amy grimaced in the direction the thief had run off in, before looking back to Lucien. Without a word, she continued healing him. Hopefully with her saving her magic, it'd be enough for him to walk straight - maybe enough to summon.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Western Section

After all that had happened, Angel just sat down. Yup. That was it. He just... kinda sat there. The only two battle-capable heroes in the area were out cold, his only means of defense was taken away, and now some guy with his own magic tricks was right about to probably kill him. Probably. Angel had no muscles, no cool weapons, no real athleticism. He was fit enough to make a break for it if he was able to - but he was sure that other asshole in the shadows would creep up behind him if he were to take another step.

"Hey, could you hold on for a sec?" He reached for his communicator and spoke into it, eyes averted from the Masked Phantom. "Hey guys. We're kinda... fucked. Over." Then Angel set it down beside him and looked back up at the thief towering over him. He shrugged with palms open. "You know - I can save you the trouble and just knock myself out. It wouldn't take that long."
What in the world Fox, you always find the weirdest things lmao. Reminds me of the ABCs of Death actually, except the letters pertained to the type of death per scene. Has anyone seen that? No? Good, cuz it was terribad. The only good letters/parts were Q and U lol

I'd like to post after Pacman :D


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Central Section

Any loathing Amy was developing towards Tobias during his whiny rants and blaming games came to an immediate halt, once he was knocked over with an unconscious Lucien in tow. After Tobias knocked him off, Amy knelt down and brought light so she could at least see a faint outline of the summoner. She muttered a curse to herself before casting a spell and encasing her ally in a golden hue.

She rose back to her feet the moment she was done, initially planning to continue feeding him healing spells now that she knew exactly where his body was. But that was interrupted with Estelle knocking her out of the way. From a flying... box. Multiple boxes, all hurtling in from different angles. What a childish ploy; to Amy this was an obvious distraction, but what could she do? Before she could respond to Estelle's request, the swordswoman burst off into the darkness.

"Estelle! Wait- dammit!" Amy grit her teeth. She chanted snappily, her eyes trailing the redhead's own source of light. As Estelle's body glowed with a forest green hue, something shined along the backside of her head. A glimmer, a reflection - a semi-circular, transparent shield protecting her blindside, including her lower neck. Once the cast was successful, Amy exhaled through her nose before starting up another chant, this time increasing the brightness of her gem. As she did this, she looked around warily; thankfully the box-throwing had stopped coming in Amy's direction now that Estelle was in tow. At least for a spell, which was all she needed.

"You," she said to Tobias, "keep your eyes and ears peeled. If we have more than one of these bastards prowling around here..." Amy began another chant, and again Lucien's body was encased in a golden aura. "Come on, you bloke. Get up..."


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Southern Section

The rustling sound was just a trap! "Dagnabbit!" Trixie turned around to see Lute helping Rose (which Trixie would have been totally useless at) - and without his pantalones on. But that didn't bother the prankster as much as something else did. "You had one job, Echo!" she squeaked back, nasally. "One job!"

Lute lashed back, which caused Trixie to yelp. She wasn't aware the virtuoso was capable for this kinda yelling! He was shouting out something about teaching the thief a lesson, though Trixie couldn't see what exactly he was doing beyond all the green smog. Then something else netted her attention: the sound of vines snapping and writhing nearby her. She blinked and, hesitating, jogged to where the source came from, only to stop at the sound of a yelp. ...and that was no yelp of a grown-butt man.

She wondered for a moment if Lisette had returned, but shook off the sad thought and drew her guns again. She couldn't see Rose nor Fabian from where she stood now, though she could see vines moving on the wall beside her. Whatever was happening to them, they were working in their favor, and Trixie was not about to let their assailant slide by. She began unloading a barrage of bullets to wherever the source of the boy's yelp came from.


Aliquam: The Academy of the Arts - Western Section

Just when Angel and Moira both laid their eyes on Mattis, thanks for the beserker's sword, the glass behind them shattered. The shards themselves began whirling around Moira, trapping her effectively in one spot. Before Angel could even wonder what the fuck was going on, the sound of one of his armored suits clanked and clattered as it was thrown through the air towards the aristocrat. To this Angel yelped and dove out of the way, dropping his die in the meantime. In the moonlight, it turned up a two.

With scary speed the armored suit by the door began charging down towards Mattis - but stopped midstep, halfway between the exit and where Mattis had charged off to, according to the sound of his voice. The one flying worked to stop its flight by pinning its spear into the ground, thus carving into it and producing an unearthly screeching sound - but its position froze and nearby Moira it landed on its side instead of upright and battle-ready.

Angel gasped. He pushed himself up quickly and flopped in the other direction. Rather ironic that he was grateful the shards of glass were on Moira right now and not the floor. At any rate, he quickly snatched his die and chucked it forward again, before rushing to stand himself back up. "Oh, thank Aislin."

Five.

Angel's eyes flicked back and forth between the darkness behind him and the smiling man outside. He positioned himself ready to... well... run behind cover? Or outside? Either position would open him to attack though, wouldn't they? Gods, Angel had no idea what to do. He'd never been in a fight before. He could only thank Aislin again that the armored suits had not been moved away like most of the other statues, because those were the most fight-capable things he could think of.

In the meantime, the armored suit nearby pushed its spear further on the ground, sliding it right underneath the vortex swirling around Moira. This caused some shards to ricochet by her ankle, but some sacrifices had to be made if she wanted to break free in time. It deftly lifted its thickened spear straight up, the shards ripping and tearing into its shell as they collided before flying out of the vortex's current. Without further hesitation, it then began charging outside of the window, towards where the masked man stood. It poised its spear, ready to attack, before thrusting it forward once close enough - though the suit froze in its track once the thrust was made, cutting it off from adjusting to the man if he moved or countered.

The other suit resumed its charge as if it had never stopped. Once it was close enough to where it assumed Mattis had ran to, it chucked its spear forward at a devastating speed, hoping to pin the thief. The suit itself continued running in its direction, preparing its arms to elbow something - but before it could even pinpoint where it should land, it again froze in place.
I'll post after Kathi. :) Angel and Amy have been super passive lately (kinda cuz my creativity sucks lol), so I'll try to kick it up a notch with both of them this round. Gotta work-work and essay-work afterwards so hopefully it's not too long~

Thanks for the luck, everyone <333 I don't think over half the class finished today's exam on time lol.... If I had 10 more minutes I think I would've done better (finished with one problem half done) but eh, hahaha. And nice @ Trails release! I still got my psp copy and still intend to play it (since I don't have a steam atm, although I really need one). I'll be sure to bring it with me on my plane rode and layover, since I can't sleep in planes. e__e

EDIT: Aaaaand it's really long again. ~___~;; Tried to shrink as much as I could hahaha. Feeling a bit worried about it, hopefully Angel's (or the other two's) segment won't come off as OP. He's not gonna last long anyway I don't think :U lol. Just thought I should pitch in some more too and have him at least do something since I've been lagging behind a lot. Anyhoo, I'm off to work now. Hope everyone has a splendid day!
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