The Irish Tree

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

@PaulHaynek,@Lmpkio (MOR)
FF5353
The minotaur didn't respond much to the idea of learning Yang's Dou style, as...frankly, he hated going berserk, it didn't feel comfortable, and he was always scared of losing control and flying off the handle. Its why he hated fighting so much, and was always afraid that if something pushed him too far, he'd wind up killing someone close to him.

Magnus felt as if a frog had leapt into his throat, his hands shaking a bit as he nervously looked at Talia, not a single part of him WANTING to have to break her heart like this...but...now was the only time. He couldn't just tell her later, now that fears were apparent in her eyes. Gulping down his cowardice like a thick sludge, Magnus' eyes looked down at the floor. He just...couldn't look her in the eyes to say this. He wasn't strong enough for that. "K-Kyle's launch...everything was going fine, then suddenly he...his machine broke down mid-air, and he crashed. By the time we got there he was already...already dead.

With his heart sinking further and further into his stomach, Magnus was willing to take the brunt of whatever blame Talia wanted to place. After all, he had promised so much to her with this...now, he couldn't help but silently shed tears as his hair obscured his face from the angle. He was ready...or so he'd tell himself. Talia would have every right to be angry, every right to despise him. After all, he was the one that gave Kyle the materials he needed to launch his flight.

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@PaulHaynek,@ShwiggityShwah,@Lmpkio (MOR)
A9A9A9
Nephele was surprised by the sudden questioning by the new male harpy, her gaze quizzical as he asked whether she was a dragon or not. After her experiences with the armed, armless buffoon before, she was wondering if that was a joking question. But, seeing his honest desire to know, she relaxed and smiled, placing a hand over her chest. "I am a dragon. A cave dragon, specifically. Nephele Francine Megalos, pleased to make your acquaintance, she said before sitting down for dinner. Nephele shook her head at Neil's question of whether he'd missed anything, gesturing towards Ozzy. "I was just answering Ozmodius' question. Though, if he's surprised by me, he should see the other dragons. If I recall, just this morning two others joined, one an ice dragon, and one...well, we're not sure, but she possessed a breath weapon for sure." she said, feeling the owl harpy would be intrigued by even more dragons being available for talking to. Regardless, dinner would come, and they could talk after. He looked so happy talking to Yang, he didn't want to interrupt them.

Digging into her dinner with refined gusto, Nephele felt it was time for her to ask her own questions about Morgan, given that she had so far been a rather mysterious figure. She knew moth-women came in may shapes and colors, but the way in which she carried herself was different from how the ditsy Maria had done. Asking about her clan however seemed to be a touchy subject given the sad sigh, so she instead opted for another question. "So, Morgan, how long did you know Titanica for?"

Fate/Crimson Dusk

Joachim relaxed as his tardiness was accepted by both the man dressed in a priest's garb, as well as one who appeared to be a fellow master candidate, introduced as Leon Winchester. In addition, the elegantly dressed red haired woman introduced herself as Jeanne-Marie Bernárd, a possessing a surname unmistakable to him. He was uneased by the obvious experience these two mages possessed...and then that third one, the one in the turban and mask...just looking at him made him want to leave the room. There was something off about him, but for the life of him Joachim couldn't figure it out...aside from the mask.

Still, he didn't want to silently accept the greetings, and bowed his head once again. "I look forward to working with you all." he said, managing as well as he could in face of his own obvious lacking compared to the other masters. He felt a bit more relaxed when the man of the church laughed at his own joke, but then was reminded of the gravity of the situation with the gruesome pictures sprawled on the director's desk. Leaning over to get a good look, Joachim felt disgusted by the brutality of it all, but knew that, from the bite marks, some sort of animal was involved. "Excuse me Sir, but these wounds...do you know the Grey family uses a lot of familiars? If not, that might be something from one of their servants. I'd judge they're from canines, but if its a Noble Phantasm, it might be something far more dangerous. Also, has any information about Ruler been found? he questioned, figuring that it was best to at least get some ideas floating around.

Fate/Prisma Connections (the reboot!)

Noboru was fully prepared to fight to the death, before a tugging at his collar caught him completely off guard, and, in a swift motion, Kuremi tossed him out of the window and hurtling down towards the ground. Landing on his back, Noboru let out a groan of pain as his ass was surprisingly not broken. Wincing as he got up, Noboru was still holding tightly onto the broken leg of a chair, before Kuremi fell as well. Hurriedly scrambling to try and catch her, he was surprised that she managed that landing, and, seeing that she was alright, his full attention turned to Aoi...and her sister.

Silence overtook him as he watched, his balled fists trembling as he thought of why this could happen, or what could do something like this to people. "Its all HIS fault, you know." a voice rang out in his head for a moment. "Your mom, your friends' family...he's using them all like little slaves." it added, before Noburu clutched his head. "Shut up. Shut up. Shut up," he said, fighting back tears as a sharp pain welled up in his right arm. Wincing as he looked up at Aoi once more, he saw her holding a spear and...covered in armor? This had to be a dream. It all had to be just one really bad, really fucked up dream that he was having from staying up too late.

"Its not a dream. People will die if you don't act. But after all, its not your problem. Just run away and survive; They can manage themselves." the voice said, now perfectly clear, as if someone was speaking over his shoulder.

"SHUT UP!" Noboru suddenly bellowed, smashing the leg of the chair against the fence beside him, twisting the metal from the force before his eyes fixed on the school building. "She's still up there...she's still running. I can save her, I can save everyone. My body...our body..." his thoughts were taken away from him as a searing pain overtook his right arm, as flesh turned to bark, and bone turned into sturdy brambles interwoven beneath the verdant flesh. "AOI! REBECCA! KUREMI! RUN AND LEAVE THIS TO ME!" Noboru yelled forcefully, an almost bestial ferocity to his eyes as he suddenly bolted to the school building, smashing apart a window to draw attention to himself. As shards of glass harmlessly scattered off the wooden flesh of his arm, Noboru stared down the marching hordes of stone soldiers, and at the head of them was his mother, silent and expressionless as she pursued him. Arrows flew by his face, but...they seemed to be moving so slowly now.

"Mom...I'm here." Noboru said, walking towards her slowly as she approached, sword drawn.

"I'm sorry that I didn't thank you for breakfast today...I-It was delicious. My favorite, even." he said, as the first swing she made was caught by his altered right arm.

"...Mom. I'll save you, alright? So just...sit tight and wait." Noboru said, tears streaming down his face as he gently held his mother's calcified wrist.

"Say the words. You know them already. You who are my master, make my flesh your own. Install..."

"...Install." Noboru said before a green light erupted from his right arm just as a few more stone soldiers moved to pierce his still body.

In an instant, a chain wrapped around Noboru, intercepting their stone swords bound for his chest, furiously whipping away and knocking the soldiers aside, as Noboru emerged, twin antlers piercing his skull and jutting out of his hair as he looked at his mother, giving her a brief hug, her arm still forced still by his grasp, before he suddenly dashed past her. As if the chain had a mind of its own, it lashed out wildly against every attack bound for him, deflecting arrows and knocking the armored stone soldiers aside and into the walls as he ran forward. This speed, this power, this reaction time...right now, he didn't care for its source. Seeing that the stairwell was made impassable by the volume of soldiers ascending and descending, Noboru instead jumped out the window, his brown smock fluttered as he moved. Planting one foot firmly upon the side of the building, Noboru sprinted up the wall and crashed through the window on the second floor, and right into the thick of a horde of stone soldiers approaching Maggie.

"Sorry. It must have been scary." he said, looking back at her. "Find someplace safe." he requested, before starting to fight against the stone soldiers, furiously cracking his chain against them and knocking them aside, to the ground, and in some cases even out the window he'd come from.

Fate/Crimson Dusk

@King Cosmosalright its all good.

@vancexentan

Was waiting for Reflection, but I'll try and post something tomorrow because of what they said above.

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

Boy howdy, this sure isn't allowed on the order's good christian watch.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

@The Irish Tree Right now I'm mostly puzzling out how I want to add some more depth to the character than "Doraf that hits things".

@The 42nd Gecko

Could go with a sort of "Blade Dancer" gimmick, but idk if your character uses swords. There isn't much magic casting amongst the cast, so a spellsword could be cool, too.

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

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So that either means that the objects she creates fall apart as soon as they are created (since they are in close proximity of Annalise) or they must be taken away from her before they fall apart. Am I getting this right?

Well anyway, for practical purposes of this RP, whatever Annalise 'creates' will probably last until the RP ends.

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If she needs to eat everyday (or even every week/month) then it's going to make a dent on the guild's coffers. Which will likely cause (IC) drama.

With that in mind, don't you think Bart will kick Annalise out once she starts feasting on the guild's gold since gear won't always be present for Annalise to eat?

@PaulHaynek

I mean....The Guild DOES have a forge.

Granblue Fantasy: Rhapsody in Red

I'll consider. Just need time to decide on who or what to go with.

Also, will canonical characters be bumped into along the way?

@Crow

Potentially. For the most part, it'll just be original characters, since Phantagrande is a ways away from the setting.

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

@Enkryption

An interesting character but err, some problems. Nothing technical, though.

Firstly, while Bart may have delved into dungeons searching for guild members, he's not capable of delving far and deep enough a dungeon to meet Annalise. Also, he won't go looking in one unless there's someone in that dungeon who is very famous/infamous.

Lastly, I'm a little wary of Slimes in general since there's very little that can harm them. Yours here seems nigh invulnerable.

@PaulHaynek

I mean...Nephele's location for recruitment was incredibly far out of the way, in a spot that technically doesn't exist on any map from this century. Also it doesn't say that Annalisse is any more durable than a regular slime, so the standard jelly weakness of Fire, Lightning, most forms of magic, etc are pretty effective against her, I'd think.

Mostly though, just trying to say that if Nephele meeting Bart is canon, then he's gone to some pretty far-flung places looking for something. Magnus' home is technically a dungeon too, if you think about it.

Fate/Crimson Dusk

@The Irish TreeI'm not sure if there's a point of caster having it. Its not a part of their legend the only reason is that they killed the original owner. Besides not being a part of their own legend swords are synonymous with the saber class, possibly Rider/Berserker. Caster doesn't usually spawn in with a physical weapon based noble phantasm. So I'm going to say no on basis of it not really meshing well with the character's legend, and class. It doesn't seem to have a good reason for being there other than just because.

@vancexentan

Fair enough. I'll keep caster as-is then.