Silver Carrot

Rift Warriors X: An Isekai Rp

Interested!

Go Go Loser Ranger/Ranger Reject RP

Hmm, would it be inspired by Loser Ranger and shows like it? (Love After World Domination, Magical Girl and Evil Lietenat) or purely a Loser Ranger rp with knowledge of that show's lore required?

Amalgam - Hour of X

Marauder

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Upon getting out of the Elevator, Anna-Marie was told Hellcrawler was picking a fight, because somebody had burned some meta-mutant remains. It was no surprise that Marauder, the ex-Brotherhood member, was looking particularly pissed off after hearing this. The look in her eye was concerning, as if she might not exactly de-escalate the situation. She nodded.

"I'm definitely in," she responded.

She was too confused to be angry when upon arriving a few minutes later, Hellcrawler wasn't in a fight with civilians, cops or feds but with the JLoA! She opened her mouth and stared for a few secobds before walking. Over. She wanted to ask what the hell was going on that had caused this situation. She wanted to ask the full story about the remains being burned. She got a few step in before Atomic Ant appeared right in front of her and punched her hard in the face. She stood there, stunned, hands balled into fists, and shaking, before the rage kicked in. Her days of living a 'They mess with one of us, they mess with all of us' philosophy had never left her. She began storming towards where Atomic Ant had been retreating too, which was the same direction that Hellcrawler and the JLoA were. Her body language was less of a Hero and more of a gang member ready to throw down.

"Oh, hell no! You're not just going to sucker punch me and run away! Get the fuck back here! Where are you?! What the hell is wrong with you?!"

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

@Kumbaris@BigPapaBelial@King Cosmos@Martian@13org

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The surprise couldn't entirely be hidden from Lhoris' face. She knew about Amanda's existance but it was another thing to see an entirely mechanical person face to face. The world had started running out of completely new things she'd never seen before. She cleared her throat and composed herself.

"Hello. Yes, I'm Lhoris. It's nice to meet you, Amanda. And the rest of you," the elf greeted, looking to the rest of the team. "They have assigned me to this team now. I'm ususlly a response agent but they've decided the situation is starting to get too dangerous to have someone like me stay on the sidelines. I can't blame them. I read the brief Frankfurt sent me, and they're still keeping the finer details close to their chest but what I was told is concerning. Cults, Eldritch magic, weapon stockpiling and now ties to the Faith family. I don't think I could sit back and mind my own business after healing you, now I've been shown the magnitude of this situation."

She looked to Michael, and his magic burn. "Hmm, I can heal it but I won't be able to restore your magic. Though this is the mansion of a witch. I could whip up a restorative potion if they have the right ingredients."

Lhoris placed her hands over the burn and began to heal it as she turned to look at Morganna. "You must be Angelica's dauhter. You look just like your great-great-grandmother. Do you know if they have potion ingredients in stock? I told Alvira faith again and again that it would be a good idea and I hope she listened to me."

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

_{October 10th, 2029.
Peterson Estates
Passenger Island, Castleburg
On a mission with: Alchemist @Duoya, Blast @Hitman, Gematria @Scarifar, Bastion @Infinite Cosmos, Dahlia @baraquiel}

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Ada having a killswitch in her ring was not welcome news. Madison had to think. To save Peterson's life, they would have to knock out or restrain Ada before she'd notice, or figure out how the killswitch worked and remove the device from Peterson's body. They didn't have the luxury of time to figure out the latter so taking out Ada seemed to be their best bet. Escaping was the last thing they should be focusing on as Heroes, especially when an innocent man's life was hanging in the balance.

She turned back and dragged the unconscious guard into the room, before gently closing the door and flipping the guard onto his stomach and using the steel cable Alchemist had just made to tie his wrists, ankles and mouth. She whispered out loud as she did.

"Ada walked from here past the stairs. That's all I know. I didn't hear any doors opening or closing so she must have walked round the corner. The rest of the guards turned invisible but I think they're guarding the staircase in case we get any backup. If anybody's contacted you already, warn them. Gematria, have you already downloaded all the information on that PC? We'll need it to make any charges stick on Ada. If not, please make that your priority as well as accessing the cameras. We'll try to find out where Ada is before planning our sneak attack."

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_{October 10th, 2029.
Fixeon Municipal Recycling Plant
Brookside, Castleburg
On a mission with: Mire @Blizz, Crane @Zoey Boey, Blur Rabbit @DClassified, Ardent @manythings, Terraformer @shylarah, Freakshow @Crusader Lord}

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Lab Rat uncurled herself once her feet touched down on the ground. and looked over to the twins. One of them was in rouch shape, and his brother looked distraught with concern. Lab Rat lifted her goggles and began checking over his body, muttering as she did so. "Okay, mhmm, alright. Breathing is fine. Doesn't look like there's anything obviously immediately life threatening. At least two broken ribs, definite concussion, a lot of light wounds but nothing that might cause bleeding out...He's going to need medical treatment but he'll be okay."

She looked up at the other twin and gave him a very awkward, sheepish, "reassuring" smile as she retrieved some antiseptic dressing from one of her belt pouches and pressed down on one of the heavier wounds to reduce bleeding. She looked back up at the twin. "Can you hold this here, please?" she asked, before turning around to look back at the building. The Twin would see that the back of Lab Rat's head was bleeding. Her mousey brown hair was matted red around the area where the awake twin's own clone had struck her with a crowbar. And here she was helping his brother like the two of them weren't enemies one minute ago.

Ardent laid Torch beside her, and pulled out a tranquiliser dart. Lab Rat wanted a blood sample of Torch while the serum was still in his bloodstream but the only needle she had was the one with traces of the pure serum and she didn't want to sacrifice that. Note to self for next time; pack spare needles for blood samples.

Ardent rang the emergency services. Not a bad call. It wasn't strictly HERO's responsibility to see this issue right to the end and fill out all the paperwork. She also watched another HERO vehichle pull up, before a voice came through on her watch. Lab Rat spoke back into it.

"Oracle, this is Lab Rat. All villains subdued. One injured and in need of medical assistance. The plant is on fire and the Terrazards have been ordered to return to it. There's a hole inside the plant that I'm assuming leads to a Terrazard nest."

Amalgam - Hour of X

Marauder

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Marauder blew air through pursed lips as she finally relaxed while the Danger Room returned to normality. She decided to look at her score on the monitor out of curiosity. Seventy percent. Points had been deducted for property damage, which was mostly Sam's doin while uner the effect of the toxin. Points had also been deducted for...lethal force.

"They deducted points for letal force on the clones? That's bullshit. Do the clones even count?" she protested, seemingly normally, but her right eye started to squint to near closure, and her left eye had...changed. Where fiery indignation was mere seconds ago was now coldness and rage that didn't belong to her, but be somebody who was much older and more ruthless than her.

"Brotherhood, brotherhood, brotherhood," she began muttering underher breath as a mantra, as she covered her right eye with her hand. This was one of the excercises she'd been given to prevent full-on bouts of psychosis. Before her father's pain and loss overtake her mind, think of happy memories. One day she'd be able to use 'Titan X' as her mantra. For now, being a villain in the Brotherhood was still the period that held the most warm memories for her. She let go of her face and smiled sheepishly at Sam once she'd stopped squinting.

"Sorry you had to see that. I'm getting better but I still get spells like that sometimes."

C L O S E D

These OCs are all really cute! But out of the male characters you listed, Bakugo's the only one I feel any confidence doing romance with.

Are you open for OC x OC? If not, I'd be happy to do Saruka Kai x Bakugo

@Wordy Girl

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

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"Is she sleeping?"

"I doubt it. She can't be that comfortable with her back resting on the wall of a moving truck. She's probably meditating or something."

"I bet you she's sleeping."

Lhoris opened her eyes and looked over to the two OMR agents sitting across from her, and they both shut up and looked away. Despite being of equal rank to her, newbies always had their guard up around one of the OMR's founding members. Lhoris sighed, and closed her eyes again. She was neither sleeping or meditating. She was simply trying to remember everything she could about Faith Manor. The last time she had come here was the year 1874. Alvira Faith, the head of the family at the time, had been a hardline traditionalist and archiver. A Witch after Lhoris' own heart and possibly somebody the 322-year old Elf could call one of her many friends over her long life. It had been disappointing to gain intel of what her friend's great-granddaughter, Angelica Faith, had done.

There were eight of them inside the van including herself. The other seven Rapid Response where there as cleanup. They were to sieze any illegal materials or research and detain asmany members of the coven as they could. Lhoris herself had a slightly different role to usual. After her normal duty of first aid, she was then to join the team she was rescuing as they needed a replacement healer. Lhoris usually turned down longer missions but from what little she gleamed from skimming the notes, this time there seemed to be stakes.

The van stopped. Everyone got out and began arming themselves with wands and staffs and other magical apparatus. Lhoris secured her quiver and grabbed her bow. The first rule of cleanup was that just because it was called 'cleanup' doesn't mean it's not just as dangerous or important. The other seven charged on ahead in order to prevent as many coven Witches from escaping as possible. They approached the mansion from differenr ancles so that nobody could sneak out. Lhoris alone ventured up to the front door, and entered.

《 Super H.E.R.O. 》

_{October 10th, 2029.
Peterson Estates
Passenger Island, Castleburg
On a mission with: Alchemist @Duoya, Blast @Hitman, Gematria @Scarifar, Bastion @Infinite Cosmos, Dahlia @baraquiel}

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Madison saw Gematria's message pop up on her Hero watch. So, she was right to hide. Ada had been the one pulling the strings behind her husband's back. Toreador had been right. No wonder the trail led to this household. They were banking on HERO assuming Peterson's guilt. Did their assumptions factor in that HERO members wouldn't be talking to any Junkers? At the end of the day, a Superhero is a Superhero. We are all allies of justice. It's only natural that we'd be working together.

Through the cupboard door, Madison could still hear Ada's voice but not what she was saying. She eventually heard footsteps, so peered out of the keyhole. She saw Ada walk past the staircase accompanied by three guards, who turned invisible once they reached the top of the stairs. They had looked like they were beginning to turn, so hopefully they'd headed downstairs. She looked back over to the study. There was a guard there. One that she could see. She looked down. The floor of the hallway was carpet, but the floor in the cupboard was wood. Which meant there had to be a spot where they joined. She crouched down and pried the metal edging up, just wide enough for a single strand of cable to fit, then turned her pinky toe into wire and fed it undernearth the carpet. She stuck to the edges of the wall as she unspooled more and more of herself underneathe the carpet, past the guard and up and around the doorway. She sacrificed her entire left arm to give herself enough wire. Once enough wire was gathered at the safe doorway, she gently opened the cupboard door and let it swing out just enough to be noticeable, and to make sure that the guard was facing away from the study door and was about to investigate. She reformed her left hand over there with the spare wire and suddenly grabbed the guard's mouth fron behind. She wasted no time in wrapping more wire around his neck. Performing a nonlethal blood choke was one of the basics of the Academy's hand-to-hand class, and Madison had gone through a lot of private practice to get it right, otherwise lacking talent or prior experience unlike the other students at the time.

Once he was unconscious and stopped struggling, she quickly let go and lowered him gently to the floor. She then snuck out of the cupboard, to the study door, and unlocked it from the outside while retracting the wire and reforming her left arm back where it should be. She peered in with a finger to her lips, and an inquisitive thumbs up as if to ask 'is everybody okay?'

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_{October 10th, 2029.
Fixeon Municipal Recycling Plant
Brookside, Castleburg
On a mission with: Mire @Blizz, Crane @Zoey Boey, Blur Rabbit @DClassified, Ardent @manythings, Terraformer @shylarah, Freakshow @Crusader Lord}

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Lab Rat's reflexes may not have been quite as fast as the juiced-up Torch, seeing as how effortlessly he managed to register her attack and then then comfortably dodge. Still, he wasn't the only one who's physical strength and speed were the result of a chemical injection. His was just more state-of-the-art, and he wasn't used to it yet nor could he control it. Lab Rat, however, had over a decade of experience. She hopped back the moment her feet could find purchase on the floor and avoided getting burned by the fire. The intense heat was still, however, disorienting to her enhanced senses, and she wasn't going to dodge a second time as easily now her equilibrium was unbalanced. She was very lucky that he'd lost interest in her before attempting a follow up.

Luckily, Freakshow came to the rescue, and grabbed Lab Rat in one of her arms. Lab Rat followed Freakshow'sadvice and tucked herself small. Almost unnaturally small given that she didn't have any shapeshifting abilities of her own. Well, she wasn't called a rat for nothing. She could see that Freakshow already had the remote, and that she'd already commanded the Terrazards to return to the plant. That was most everything wrapped up, except for that hole. It didn't look like there were any doors on it. Lab Rat would have liked more time to investigate but the plant was now on fire. Bringing the whole plant down on top of the hole might be the safer option after all. Even if that many Terrazards were acting natutally, people near the docks would still be in danger.

The Hunt, A Modern Fantasy Smorgasbord RP

Lhoris Araqen

General Information

• Age: 322
• Gender Identity: Female
• Species: Elf
• Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
• Agent of the OMR?: Yes, rapid response agent
• Reason to be chosen for the mission: Lhoris’ affinity for healing, support and ranged offense makes her an invaluable response agent for if anybody gets seriously hurt.

Appearance

• Height: 5”8
• Weight: 132 lbs
• Eye Color: Blue
• Hair Color: Unnaturally light blonde for a human. Almost white.
• Clothing Style: Lhoren's clothing style tends to be dark, chic and trendy. She is a big fan of skirts that are knee-length or longer.

Personality

Lhoris, as an Elf, has a demeanor and attitude that a human may find alien. She is patient to a saintly degree and cynical to a hellish degree. She is friendly to strangers yet seems to see straight through people at times. She does not reminisce about the past, as to her, the world changes too fast. But nor is she excited about the futire. What excites her is knowledge, specically potioncraft knowledge. New ways to approach her life's work with new methods and new ingredients is what she lives for.

Magical Abilities and Skills

Skills

• Martial Arts: With a lot of free time on her hands, Lhoris has a long background of training in boxing, wrestling and savate, which was a strong basis for her to also be trained in MMA on the OMR’s recommendation.
• Music: Lhoris often calls music ‘her first love’ and is a world-class talent with the fiddle, accordion, piano, saxophone, and drums. Her singing voice is equally world-class.
• Archery: Lhoris’ chief weapon of choice is the longbow. Even without magic, she is an incredibly accurate shot as well as a quick draw.

Magic

Lhoris’ primary area of magical skill and expertise is potions. She can brew and enchant potions and other consumable magical items. She is a walking encyclopaedia of worldwide potion lore. From the typical European ‘eye of newt and toe of frog’ witchcraft, to African Witch Doctor Muthi, to Chinese Blood and Qi pills. This is less useful in field work itself but she is frequently asked to prepare batch orders of potions by the OMR.

Much more useful in field work are her other magical fields; healing, and arrow enchantment. By laying her hands on an injured party, she can use her mana pool to heal the body’s wounds directly. She can also enchant the arrows she uses with a variety of effects such as homing or explosive.

Weaponry and Inventory

• Longbow and quiver
• Emergency Potions

Biography

Lhoris was born in 17th Century Marne, France, in a settlement of Elves that lived inside the woodlands. In spite of the rising tension in the country as a result of the Nine Years’ War, the village she lived in was very insular. Trade in potions with the nearby towns supported what little there was of “an economy”. Still, Lhoris was always fascinated by stories and other potion methods from the outside world. During the Jacobite Rebellion around 1750, Loris travelled to Scotland and taught herself English. The flow of information directly as a result of the Seven Years War was far greater than in Rural France and Lhoris learned a lot. Sadly, her time away from home was cut short.

The French Revolution occurred, and the neighbouring towns began raiding the forest settlements and killing Elves. Not content with nobility, anything that wasn’t a working class human being was a target, and several of Lhoris’ childhood friends were burned as Witches. She hastily returned home and helped the Elves fight back with several years of guerilla warfare. Everything changed when Napoleon took power, who saw the benefits of magic in his dreams of conquest and employed the Elves in his service. Lhoris travelled to Egypt and did not aid directly in fighting, but in potioncraft, study and research.

The tide of the war turned and Lhoris was recalled to France. Upon Napoleon’s defeat, she was captured by the British and returned to Scotland after striking a deal where she would defect to the British Empire. The sheer number of wars she assisted with helped greatly in her studies which became her main focus. During the Opium War, she took the opportunity to study Chinese potioncraft. During the Zulu War, she took the opportunity to work with the Witch Doctors. She didn’t care about the wars. The machinations of powerful humans didn’t interest her. She was already two hundred years old and had seen so many regimes rise and fall. Human power was fleeting. Potioncraft was eternal.

Lhoris stayed in service to the British during the Great War, where she returned to her home forest in Marne and began teaching the other Elves all the things she had learned in her travels as they produced potions for the Allies. Upon her request and as reward for her services, the British let Lhoris stay home. Sadly this peace was to be short lived as just a few years later, the Nazis occupied France. The forests were decimated and the Elves scattered. The Nazis had been doing their own research into the occult and the peaceful elves were no match for pure offensive magic. The Elves retreated west and joined resistance cells in the Cities. A way of life that had been maintained by the Elves for over a millenia, gone forever in just one war.

After the war, the world agreed that it did not want this to ever happen again. The non-magical humans formed the United Nations. The magical races formed the Organization of Magical Regulation. Lhoris herself assisted the founding of the organisation but refused a position of authority. She did not want the paperwork involved, and told the other founders to “write to her if they ever need help”. She then moved once again back to Scotland, and lived a fairly solitary life in the small town of Pitlochry.