Rune_Alchemist

Pokémon: Start

~Claire Blackwood~

@PlatinumSkink

Current Team

Ralia, Ralts
Level: 17
Status: 100%


Laurel, Larvitar
Level 10
Status: 100%


Lure, Combee
Level 15
Status: 100%


Zeal, Monferno
Level 15
Status: 100%
Held Item: Focus Band


Chikorita, Pip
Level 13
Status: 100%

Bronzor
Level 15
Status: 100%

Inventory

5,538P
kuo berry - Cures Burns
Antidote x1
Great Ball x3
Super Potion x7
Tiny Mushroom x 1
Revive x2
10 Ultra Balls
Shiny Stone
Amulet Coin
Letter of Recommendation
Escape Rope
Mach Bike
Calcium

Important Items:
Castle Medal
Crystal of Knowledge
Coin Case - 970 Coins
Little Cup Ribbon

Badge Collection:
Challenge Badge - Redcoast Town, Hector. Minor League.

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"Wah? Dunstan's back in Raremine?" Claire exhaled, frowning as it was revealed Dunstan was not in fact, in the city. Well that just sucked. At least she got a Larvitar out of this, though maybe this stuttery glasses guy could help? "...eerrr, sorry, it's kind of something I wanna discuss with only him." Claire replied, mulling over her options. She couldn't really tell people about meeting Uxie if something shady was going on, but maybe if he could get into contact with professor Dunstan for her and at least let him know she was coming.

"Ralia, where's Raremine at?" Ralia replied by pointing roughly east. She could probably make it there within the day with her trusty new bike, right? Totally. Placing a hand on Connor's shoulder, she gave him a winning smile. "Alright, I'll just scoot my cute butt over there real quick. Let him know a cutie by the name of 'Claire Blackwood' is gonna meet him and she's not taking a no for an answer."

"Rrralll!" Before she could even turn around though, Ralia had teleported on top of Connor's head.

"Girl we're in kinda a hurry here."

Ralia poked Connor's forehead.

"...Fiiiine, fine." Claire sighed, shifting nervously. "...can we talk uh, privately?" Maybe going through his assistant would make things a bit easier to get to talking with Professor Dunstan.

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies@King Cosmos

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"You know, sometimes when someone accuses someone else of doing something, they themselves are the one doing it, miss Kotoki." Ruruka offered the girl a small smile, but didn't get a chance to say much else or even get much of a reply from Harumi. Manaka did something exceedingly unnecessary. She opened a Direct Link beneath them to somewhere without any warning. Ruruka would have thoroughly berated her for it had she not been too busy reeling at the sudden loss of floor beneath her feet. At least she landed on something rather soft and...warm? Kinda felt like it was breathing...her hand lightly squeezed and groped whatever it was she was laying on, totally not having any idea of what she was touching, of course.

Deciding to finally turn her head, she met Harumi's gaze as her hand thoroughly groped her boob in a totally accidentally and non intentional manner. "Hnn...Thanks for breaking my fall you two, and I apologize, Harumi." Despite the apology, her tone of voice was most certainly not apologetic. With that she rolled over off Harumi and was now laying directly on top of Reiko. "I don't believe we've had a moment to properly meet. Ruruka Kozuki, if you can hear me over whatever that horrendous noise out there."

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies

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"Oho, the last person who attempted to 'eat' me, actually found it to be quite pleasant." The only change to Ruruka's expression was a subtle widening of her smirk. Whatever it meant was left up in the air, but judging from the confidence with which she spoke she herself believed whatever it was to be certain.

"Ehe, Ruru-chan's still bad with making friends." Of course they were listening through the Digivice. "Hey hey, lemme talk to her! I can show her just how cute you are!"

"Ahem," Clearing her throat, Ruruka completely ignored her digimon. "Some would say that the governments security isn't even worth writing home about."

"Come on, come oooon, lemme meet 'em, pleeeease! You're really bad at showing concern, lemme do iiiit!"

"I suppose I can't force you, but I was hoping my co-worker wouldn't mind spending a little quality time together, hm?" She took a few steps closer to Harumi so they were now fairly close to each other.

"...Togemooooon! Ruru-chan's ignoring meeeee and totally flubbing her chances with this probably cute girl!"

"Don't hug me you weed-!"

The Promised Children : Eat, or Be Eaten

St. Peterburgh, Russia
Midnight // JANUARY, 24

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For a few minutes, Eleven continued to simply let the place soak in her rot. The room she was in soon filled with the toxic mist, rapidly aging the unprotected room by what looked to be decades. Not that it bothered her, but she could also feel her own cloak and bandages rapidly deteriorating. Mildly annoying, really, but it was fine in the end. Less things getting in her way or slowing her down. A heavy cloak was not made for agile movement.

Using her left had, Eleven drew one of her Iridium blades. Bullets would likely not do to much against those mechanical dolls, but with her strength and agility she should easily be able to handle them now that their armor should be weakening. Slowly, Eleven began exiting the room, mist trailing behind her as she walked calmly out into the hallways. Finding the mechanical toys, she quickly realized a few things - they had apparently spotted the mist and were moving in on her location. Annoyingly, they still seemed to be covering for the other. Even the one in the 'rear' was annoyingly being observed by at least one other.

Worse still, they seemed to still be made out of some corrosion resistant material. Iridium? No, it was still corroding, but at a much slower rate still it seemed.

Eleven growled.

"Fancy little things, aren't they. Tricky little things, keh-heh." Well, that was fine. Fine fine fine FINE. Eleven exhaled, running down the opposite hallway for at least, an attempt at a flanking maneuver. Her biggest ally here would be her own mobility and flexibility. Big targets. Big, predictable targets.

Having enough of skulking about, Eleven made her first move.

Like a feral animal she leaped out of a doorway, the tip of her blade poised to sink into the space between the robots head and neck as her clawed feet gripped its body. A thick, concentrated blast of corrosive mist followed alongside the edge of her blade, sending it deep into the machine's insides while delivering a concentrated blast from her mouth, intending to weaken the armor from within and the outside at the same time. As soon as she delivered the blow, she'd push off with her feet, intending on ducking back out of the room, thickening the mist behind her to cover her retreat in hopes of engaging in guerilla tactics, slowly weakening her opponents before taking them out.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

~Temporary Campsite~

Inventory

Throat Pouch:
- x6 Nothing
Rawhide Backpack
- x5 Nothing
Equipped:
Mana Bone Spear (Average)

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Ash landed next to the now deceased Rat, briefly checking to make sure everyone was alright. Seemed like everyone was fine. Any damage they sustained was minimal, and that was taken care of with her healing magic. Come to think of it...shouldn't she test to see the properties of that as well? She should try to remember doing that from now on, though doing it during a fight was a bit much to ask for in her opinion.

Well, no matter.

"Well, everyone is fine. Wonderful. Someone needs to put out that fire." Glancing over to the rat, she rubbed her claws together before dragging the corpse away from the fire. "If no one minds, I'll start the skinning process. If anyone wants something do tell. I think I can make things well enough now that I've gotten the hang of it." She flourished her spear to emphasize her point. So for now Ash began her dissections, using Material Analysis, Mana Sense, Magic Analysis, an Monster Analysis on the various monster parts she had cut up. While she worked, there was just one more thing she was curious about.

"System, show experience." If anyone wanted a particular part, she'd give it to them or try to make something with it later.

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral
@KingOfTheSkies

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All of this talk was getting rather boring, honestly. Were these people really that idealistic? Or were they simply giving Manaka a hard time? Silly, either way, wasn't it? They were all hackers, even if they were Certified Ethical, it wasn't like they didn't have their own secrets as the woman herself pointed out. There at least seemed to be a more mildly reasonable person here, though of course, money was always the question, wasn't it?

She'd investigate the new digimon once she had a bit more time.

"Well, this is certainly an interesting proposal." Ruruka airily replied. "I am assuming we will get paid by the job with varying amounts depending on the time and supposed difficulty of it?" Fairly standard stuff, if she were to be honest. Similar to how she ran things in Rashomon, but unlike it her employees got a bonus for doing a job while receiving a steady, if minimum income needed to ensure a decent quality of living, among other things to ensure employee loyalty. Something Manaka seemed to not really be quite the expert in.

"...Harumi, was it?" Ruruka said, turning her gaze towards the shorter girl. It would be a shame to let something potentially interesting die so swiftly. She walked closer to Harumi so she could gauge her reaction a bit better. "Don't be so quick to dismiss. Manaka did say we would be making money, though she didn't exactly specify the amount...but if you are in dire need of money, maybe you should get some better hacking skills? My home is rather spacious and I myself, am rather skilled."

There was definitely what sounded like an insult mixed with what sounded like an offer of some sort.

Hádes: The Lost Colony

Well after failing to come up with any sort of ideas I can okay with and also find fun to play, I think its best I hand in my resignation from the potential people in this RP

You guys have fun~~

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Ruruka Kozuki

Jormungundr Cathedral

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A prank? Yes, she supposed most people would come to that conclusion, wouldn't they? After all, this was an utterly absurd situation in the end, but it didn't take into account many factors. Though, perhaps this boy was less influential and easier to get a hold of than she was. Not everyone could be the heir to a crime syndicate security group.

"Prank, hm...I suppose that is one way to look at it-"

Suddenly the lights cut out, and something was pulling on her...chest? Ruruka didn't seem to visibly react as she was pulled along in the darkness. Well, a little skinship wasn't really enough to perturb her. If anything, she was a bit flattered. Not that anyone would ever hear her speak such words. Soon the lights were flicked back on, and their oh so mysterious benefactor showed herself...groping her chest along with that of another girl, who was understandably a little flustered by the actions of Manaka.

Ruruka's own expression was unintelligible as always.

"Hm...You know, some would say my body type would be the ideal." She flashed a small smile towards Manaka. "The ideal that certain desperate sorts would be very much attracted too." A light giggle as she took only a few steps away from Manaka before taking a look at the others. Was she teasing or was her airy, icy tone was meant as an insult? It was difficult to tell.

"Now now, lets not be so harsh on miss Manaka. We don't really know the details of the past, so we can't put all the blame for everything that happened on Miss Manaka quite yet, can we?" As emotionless seeming as ever, she turned back to Manaka. These people were being quite unreasonable, weren't they? "Unlike the others here, you have hired the Night Parade so the demons will aid you." Perhaps that's why she contacted her. She likely knew of Rashomon's more shady practices and realized that they wouldn't have many qualms about more...underhanded dealings. "...so long as we are properly compensated."

Hádes: The Lost Colony

Aight, I'll get to work on something here and will hopefully have them up either today or tomorrow

Hádes: An Interest Check

Huhm

'Aight, not my first rodeo with space horror

I could be down for this.