The Irish Tree

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

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Didn't use it for me ;～;

@Ammokkx

Your fault for not submitting your character like a real buckaroo. Now you're the odd man out, lacking any sippy juice. How's it feel Ammo? To be denied my succulent delicious juices?

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

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You used that same image only a single page ago.

You're a sham. A shell of your former self.

@Ammokkx

I've used that image since page 1 of the rp. I hold more half elixirs than you shall ever know.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

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Oh great. I joined another cult. *sigh* I hope there's at least refreshments.

@Awesomoman64

We do. But only for successful applicants.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

@PaulHaynek,@Restalaan (YNG),@ShwiggityShwah
FF5353

Magnus was taken by surprise, both by Yang's actions, and by her incredible strength to basically force him to a kneeling position. A warm hug was what met Magnus on the ground, and his eyes went wide. The warmth of someone...anyone, was the greatest feeling to him. Gently wrapping his arms around Yang for the moment, Magnus closed his eyes. The smell was different, as well as the size, but this sensation was just like when his oldest sister used to comfort him as a child. Yang's words drew his eyes back to her, pupils getting small as he realized how...isolated he'd made Yang feel.

Gulping as he heard her sniffle, Magnus clenched his fists, feeling terrible for not acknowledging how much this would hurt Yang as well. But, in a way, Magnus was glad that Yang hadn't gone up with him. He wasn't sure that anyone, regardless of skillet, could survive a fall from that height. Rising to his feet the minotaur felt like crying once again, before clapping his hands against his cheeks, putting red marks on them before he nodded. Steam billowed from his nostrils as he crouched low, charging forward towards Yang and grabbing her, tossing her overhead in a deft move, before catching her on his back, arms supporting her legs as he nodded, ears flapping up and down once. "Mm! I'll make sure of it! Kyle's dream won't die, if there's someone in the guild that knows how to make it reality," he said before starting to run forward, pushing himself physically to keep his emotions dampened a bit. This was also for Yang's sake...part of him wanted to return the favor for the hug, and as such, he did something his younger sisters loved doing with him; Minotaur Piggyback riding.

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Letting Yang down by crouching once they reached the guild, Magnus flopped onto the ground panting with his belly up, having run a majority of the way there to keep the ride "fun" in his mind. While certainly a ridiculous idea, it was definitely a testament to Magnus' stamina that he ran such a distance carrying someone for so long at top speed. He took a second to compose himself a bit, before realizing that he was embarrassing himself in front of Bart and...someone who looked familiar. Scrambling over was his course of action, cheeks a bit red with embarrassment.

Magnus was almost startled by Ozzy's overabundant enthusiasm, timidly bowing his head as he spoke. "O-Oh, uh, Hello! I'm Magnus. Nice to get properly introduced to you, Mr. Skyway." he said, feeling like whatever an "anthropologist" was, it must have been a big deal. Was it like a president? A president of Anthros?

Bart's question of the job had Magnus at a loss for words, the minotaur sweating a bit before he hung his head and clenched his fists. "T-That um...Bart...it didn't work. The client he...h-he crashed. Is Talia still in her room?" he blurted out, feeling that Yang had been through enough today. As such, he unfortunately felt it would be best for him to break the news to her that Kyle was no longer with them.

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@PaulHaynek,@Lmpkio (MOR)
A9A9A9

A slight tilt is the only answer that Nephele initially gave at Talia's question of whether she'd had any "awkward" moments together with Neil. Rather bluntly, she'd respond further by saying: "He walked in on me bathing once a few days ago. However that was because he heard me trying to kill a cockroach." she explained, before trying to think of any more. There was that time that she'd awoken and had turned in her sleep enough to completely shed her coverings, leaving her bare in the morning...but it seemed Neil had slept in, facing away from her. As such, nothing else came to mind for her. She was more interested in Talia's life experiences, which brought a smile to her lips. "I see. I hope that your inventions succeed. If it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I see you work sometime?"

The dragoness' ears perked up as she heard Neil's footsteps, as well as the one she presumed was a doctor. Making room for her, Nephele felt it might be best for her to step out for the moment, but was stopped by Neil suddenly apologizing. She was caught off guard by that, her owl-like ears twitching as she looked at him confused. "I-It is fine, but...I know less about this town than you do, regardless. I've spent my life living in an isolated cave, after all."

She was so caught up in Neil's apology, she scarcely had time to examine the mothwoman entering the wagon, which she presumed to be the doctor. Something felt...odd about her. Nothing more than a gut feeling, sure, but Nephele felt something familiar about her...like she'd met something like her before. Was it because she was friends with Maria? No...wait, that would be racist, wouldn't it?

She had no idea why, but Neil apologizing over this had her somewhat flustered...after all, he'd found a doctor. There was no need to apologize. She did however plant a palm on Neil's head and smiled at him. "You did well, Neil, finding a doctor so swiftly. I've never seen a mothwoman like her, though. Also, refrain from saying things like 'This world' in public. It might catch attention." she said, watching the wagon.

"...I hope that Talia will be fine."

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Y'all got room for one more?

@Awesomoman64

Yes indeed we do! Currently a slot is open for Dark, Wind, and Fire.

Fate/Prisma Connections (the reboot!)

"Got it, Kuremi-san." Noboru said, accepting the duty and clicking a pen out from his pants pocket, spinning it between his index and middle finger on his right hand for a moment. Grabbing a clipboard and a blank sheet of paper, he rested his right ankle on his left knee, humming. "They've sure pushed all the work on us this time. Let's see...something fun for a festival. What if we tried to work some sort of theme around it?" he asked, looking over the papers for the requirements.

"Well, it IS just a cultural festival in the end. They can huff all they want about boosting morale, but in the end we're just coming up with plans to shove onto students too. I'd say some sort of restaurant theme, but then a lot of guys are going to push for Maid Cafes." he said, scratching the crown of his head for a moment, before perking up. "What if we had the Drama club put on a play for the event? We might be able to get them ready in three months if we pick a play soon. Would also give something older people visiting could enjoy."

Noboru didn't need to be told whether his idea passed or not; After all, right now they were just brainstorming ideas. As such, he simply wrote his down for a Play, clicking his pen and then pointing the butt of it at Maggie. "Any suggestions, Ms. Treasurer?" he asked as he paused, standing a bit straighter up as his phone vibrated in his pocket. Taking a moment to open it and view the message from his mother, he had a look of concern. "...My mom's train got derailed. She wasn't on it, but she said there was some huge accident. I'll let her know I'm staying over tonight..." he said, mumbling the last bit as he got to texting his mom back.

Slouching back into his chair once again, he forced his lips back into a smile. "Sorry about that, let's keep going." his voice was the same as ever, but it was impossible to think he wasn't a little worried.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Was a bit strapped for things to happen since only two people responded, but eh, I made do.

Tempted to let Poxanne and Cyll just start RPing on the first island, which grows more appealing the more I think of it. Even if they wouldn't start in the same spot, I feel bad leaving the two of you out, especially since the pace is a bit slow at the moment.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Solitary Confinement

@Guess Who,@AdmrlStalfos19,@Hyyde322,@Kal-El

It was a gamble, but it certainly paid off, as the beasts furiously snapped their eyes shut, flailing their tendrils around in a desperate bid to smash the torch. One quickly burnt a tendril, but succeeded in destroying the light source. More cautious than before, the beasts hissed furiously, trying to spit at Cayde behind the wall, their spit sticking to the wall in thick globs. They were grouping up together, trying to stay in the darker parts of the room and darting in and out of shadows.

Perkeo gulped, before letting out a rather girlish screech as something grabbed at his leg, a tendril wrapped around his leg and trying to drag away at him. The talon the tendril was supposed to have was shattered, as if someone had struck it with a mace. Growing pale, Perkeo started running like a chicken with its head cut off, grabbing a torch and whacking the beast upside the head with it. "LET. GO. OF. MY. LEG!" he shouted, to not much avail. He was literally breaking the torch from the first few swings, the thing splintering and going out as the beast only grew more and more enraged. Lashing out its tendrils once more, it seemed intent to put Perkeo out of his misery altogether.

Several prisoners were now managing to push back, having used the monsters as a diversion in order to take out the guards, and quickly make their getaway. If the group followed their momentum, they'd reach the belonging's floor for the high-security prisoners. Well, Perkeo might not. Bit tied up at the moment.

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Imperial Hidden Hangar

@Enkryption

A wet crashing sound caught the harvin noble, her gaze turning to see the figure that had jumped from a hole and landed right in front of her. His form was clearly broken, shattered beyond what one could consider close to being presentable in a coffin. But the twitch of a finger, the shuddering of organs...these delighted her eyes. A sadistic shimmer, and a flick of her wrist, and Selmia chucked the glass jar containing the still-beating heart of Marshall at his broken form, the glass shattering and leaving the heart exposed to the open air.

"Hehehe...you came all this way to see me?" she asked, clearly elated at Marshall's presence. Tilting back and forth on her toes she flicked her dagger out, spinning the blood-stained weapon in her hand and flicking the blood off. "You didn't have to do all that...but now I can bring all of you home with me!" she cried out. She watched with anticipation as Marshall pulled himself together, eyes trained on his right hand. His capabilities, his method of attack, his power source, his brutality...every aspect of it was within her line of sight, and every motion she made was calculated. Her childish guise, her small limbs containing muscles fit for singular bursts of speed and impossible to predict thrusts. The very air around her radiated danger...the likes of which an ordinary person, or even an extraordinary person exuded.

It was something similar to Marshall's benefactor. Whatever strength she carried, it was likely that one of the Primal Beasts was bestowing power to her.

"Its okay. I know you hate me. But that makes playing with you fun, Marshall." she said, taking a step forward. "So let's play. Until we stain this hall red and one of us begs to stop. That's when its most fun, right?" Another step. And another. "Oh, but it isn't playing if it isn't fair." she added as a metal clink resounded against the wet cobbled stone. A familiar sight in the form of Marshall's dagger laid before his eyes, carefully maintained and sharpened during his captivity. It seemed his Number 1 Fan had taken good care of his things.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

@The Irish Tree

I hate to say it, but I think I'll be dropping out as well. Classes and a lot of other things have been keeping me busy, so I don't think I can spare time for a group RP like this one, at least at the moment. Sorry.

@GarlandDaHero

That's fine. Best of luck with your stuff man.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

Hey, yeah... I'm super sorry about this, but I think I have to drop out after all :/ There's just too much going on IRL rn. I don't think it's just the CS that's taking me unusually long - at this rate, it would be the posts as well. And thaaaat would not be fair.

You've been super patient and I'm really sorry for making you wait this long for nothing, but the spot is better served by someone with more time in their hands. Good luck with the rp, though! I might read along when I get the time for even that, ha.

@Vertigo

That's alright. Thank you for trying, if nothing else. Hope things get better for you IRL.

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As for everybody else, I'll be making a post this Sunday. If you want your characters actions to be counted, please post before then.