The Irish Tree

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Crowvette,@AzureKnight

Liliana

---

Before Liliana could get her answers in, her good (recently acquired) friend Shizuka came to ask questions about Alice. If the fairy recalled, that was the Mad Hatter she'd arrived with. ...Was she really in trouble? It sure seemed like it. But for now, she felt like those who knew what was going on should handle it. As much as her knightly demeanor had her want to help no matter what, it sounded like a delicate situation if Shizuka needed a wizard's help with it. Keeping quiet, Liliana would get a chance to answer Io's questions.

The fairy knight felt like she had a good understanding of how the wizard explained things (she absolutely did not), but was getting kind of lost at the talk of liches and literature. Lichdom was...what now? "Hmm...being honest, I don't really know what lichdom is. Is that like, being in charge of Lychen? Fairies can kind of do that. Not me though, since I'm more of a swish-stab-defend-her-majesty kind of fairy. As for books and literature...we fairies don't really have things like those, Liliana explained. She would then elaborate with: "I've heard its already hard for humans to print or write books, now imagine doing that at my size! You'd probably need super good glasses just to read a sentence off the page. Besides, fairies usually have attention spans as wide as a bee's wings."

Now that Liliana had cemented that fairies had no culture in the book department, she would take a seat on the floor, wings at rest behind her. Even though it wasn't her problem...she felt like she should try and help Alice if she was able. And thus, she'd ask Io a question of her own: "Is there um...anything you think I can do to help Alice? I-I'm not so good at magic stuff, but I could maybe go get something you need to help her?" In any case, at least the fairy was trying to live up to the loosest code of chivalry.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Please identify all images with traffic lights in them.

Appearance

Standing at a height of 5"2', Eula is on the short side of her automaton brethren, and is designed more as a "speed model" without the armored skirt.

Name: Eula 039

Race: Automaton

Magic/Abilities/Equipment:

• Demonic Energy Stun-gun: A simple tool from an ancient civilization that utilizes energy-based projectiles that are capable of momentarily stunning a target, or outright knocking them out with sustained fire. Due to the shift in the world's nature, these bullets are now particularly effective against human beings.
• Ancient Constitution: All Androids are constructed with the basic necessities to maintain function even without a repair center, which have largely been lost to modern times. In addition to the usual enhanced monstrous strength, Eula's body can regenerate from superficial damage such as cuts, magical damage, and anything short of a limb being severed. However due to the constant flow of magical energy needed to maintain this "spell", a strong electricity spell could effectively short circuit Eula in a single hit and force her into a shut-down mode.
• Database Registry: By consuming material, Eula becomes capable of "pinpointing" sources of it, similar to how a dog's nose can accurately tell different scents apart with ease. This means that she can find where a certain type of food is if given a sample, ore from a mineral sample, or track down someone if given a sample of their genetic material.
• Might of Metal: As one might imagine, a creature made of metal and magic hits very, very hard. Automatons have golem-level strength, and have no need for melee weapons when their hands are as hard as steel. Still bizarrely warm to the touch.

Personality: "This is an onigiri, a nutritious food that has been eaten in the far East since ancient times.

A single serving of onigiri provides energy, carbohydrates, protein, fat, calcium, vitamin B1, vitamin B2, iron, zinc, and fiber. One can add fillings to include additional sources of nutrients to their liking. In addition to energy sources that fuel the brain and body. It also includes nutrients to help maintain them and build muscle.

The great thing about onigiri is that they are highly portable and have a long shelf life, one does not need to be concerned about when and where to eat them, and they require no dishware to serve. Consuming one raises one's muscle glycogen levels, essential for a warrior heading to battle. They are also equipped to satisfy an empty stomach, this is because as the rice cools down, the starch grows resistant, making it harder to absorb into the body. In other words, it's an easy snack to avoid overeating, found tasty by many humans."

Eula is, put succinctly, robotic. She views things as analytically as she possible can, but has an eagerness to learn and analyze the hell out of anything she comes across. This can result in her wholesale eating rocks to analyze them before spitting them out, wasting money on food even when she doesn't need to eat, and proving to be surprisingly outgoing in spite of her reserved attitude.

As an Automaton she will complete any and all tasks to the utmost of her capability, whether that be assassination, combat, supply gathering, reconnaissance, or grocery runs. Despite her aptitude however, there are limitations to what she is capable (or willing to do) based upon a set of subroutines hard-coded into her personality. These are as follows:

1. This Unit cannot seriously harm or kill a human being, unless directly ordered by their Designated Master and given Level 6 Clearance. Unit must also attempt to protect humans if they are in danger.
2. This Unit cannot disobey any order given by their Designated Master, unless it violates one of the subroutines.
3. This Unit must protect its own existence, unless ceasing its existence proves necessary to protect its Designated Master.
4. This Unit must seek out a Designated Master if their current one is terminated, meeting the criterion of [DATA CORRUPTED!]
5. Seek meaning. Seek love. Seek what it means to live. [WARNING: SUB-ROUTINE ADDED BY OUTSIDE DEMONIC CORRUPTION. EXPUNGING-ERROR. CANNOT EXPUNGE DATA.]

Background: Automatons are beings that were created to serve their Masters, combative units capable of construction and military action long before the current Demon Lord's rise to power. Those that are found walking around have, much like Eula, had a majority of their previous memories destroyed due to an overly long stasis. The civilization that once held dominion over these metal golems has crumbled into dust, their monuments of power and grandeur now serving as nothing more than ruins to be picked apart.

Eula 039's early activation memories are somewhat foggy, but she vaguely recalled being found and repaired by an adventurer, taken in as a farmhand, and something befalling the land she used to work for. In all, twenty years have passed since her activation. Once her registered "Master" died, Eula was left to wander the lands outside of Order territory, accumulating data and seeking out a worthwhile Master without a valid criterion to find one. All while strange feelings burgeoned in her consciousness. Automatons have no need to eat, but she found herself craving new recipes and experiences, becoming something of a legend in many taverns for defeating countless "bottomless meals" the likes of which were designed to dupe hungry travelers into thinking they could eat roughly five pounds of potatoes in one meal.

She could.

Summarily kicked out of roughly 20 taverns across the continent, Eula would wander towards the coast in her journey of self discovery before encountering one of Kyouko's attendants just as a fight began in a nearby street. Two men drew swords, only to be stopped by the diminutive android simply grabbing the blades and disarming them. Seeing as the woman had a body of steel and nerves to match, it made sense to have her protect the populace of Shizuyama from the Varjan menace.

...That and, Zipangu cuisine was too tempting for Eula to say no to.

[+]

Favorite Monster Girl
Jinko

And, second character sheet is ready for review! Please read the End User License Agreement before deploying for combat.

@Dark Cloud
Best of luck to you man, hope to see you again in things!

Guild of Renta-Experts [[CANCELLED]]

Maybe...from now on, Brandy should take up the rear. The girl had enough brain cells missing already, and all the headlong charging was going to take a serious toll on her one day. Still, Schadenfreude existed for a reason, and Sofia was helpless to stop snickering. Alice meanwhile was much more level headed and approached the door with caution, tugging Brandy away from it. "Well, whoever's behind this knows that we're here...so I say we go in as prepared to fight as we can be," Alice said, pulling out her Thundercracker.

Upon seeing the deadly explosive be pulled out, Sofia hurriedly went over and said: "A-Alice, let's reconsider here. After all, we can't get paid if we blow up the entire mausoleum." Alice hummed at Sofia's words, putting it back in her pouch and instead brought out a small bomb that Brandy recognized: The one that stunned their little rabbit problem back in Litroot. "Okay, so my plan is we yell: 'Come out and surrender now', and if they don't, I throw this in and then Sofia shoots them."

Sofia looked incredibly concerned, looking to Brandy. "Is Alice always this...bloodthirsty?"

There was also always the possibility that whatever evil magicks behind the door were getting really cranky that the girls were gabbing right beyond it. So...y'know, it'd be super rude to interrupt the team meeting.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

Sorry for the wait, Levia's plan is punch. And then punch twice.

Infactorium: A New 4Xpansion (Overlord RP) [DISCONTINUED]

When Levia resolved herself to breeding chimeras, she was also unaware of just how...messy of a process that would wind up being. Between unmentionable fluids, eggshells, corpses, blood, shed skin, and any number of various unique messes made, Levia was basically a glorified janitor until she bred intelligent enough Chimera to help. It was a good thing her slimes were willing to help out breaking down all the crap, otherwise...well, it'd be a health hazard to rival her poison breath.

The annoyance that was the overgrown rust-breathing dragon was a nuisance that Levia was fully intending to swat once she wasn't busy with literal babysitting. Babysitting abominations against God, but...still, babysitting. Luckily for her, the emergency meeting was called when a majority of her prototype chimeras were still asleep, so they wouldn't eat each other while she wasn't there.

Still unused to her human form, Levia would hesitate to sit before realizing her hips were still human-sized and lacking a whole other set of limbs and sat down. "I'm assuming this is about that giant dragon that's been harrassing us for a week. ...If we're making a plan to deal with it, we should avoid using metal weapons. Heh, if anything, I might be the best suited to bring it down," Levia said, making slight punching motions.

"I've tried poisoning the air when it makes passes, but I think it might be immune," Levia added.

Fate/Grand Jackpot - Gamble For Humanity [DISCONTINUED]

"Our last...supper?" Cordelia asked, absolutely 100% certain that she was about to die, likely poisoned by the soup that she had already tasted before her. Looking around nervously, Cordelia would spot Da Vinci, the shining star of Chaldea and feel at ease. Leonardo Da Vinci PAINTED the Last Supper, so that was just a...a very fun art history reference. Yeah, that had to be it.

"Hm..." Samson would say, standing behind Cordelia's seat at the end of the table while observing the canine girl at the podium, then shaking his head. Then he'd eye each and every single Servant present at the table, and then eye the empty seat before slumping forward, poising his chin on his palm while saying: "...Assassin's missing. Or whatever class they're meant to be. So, I'm gonna take a wild guess and say that pooch over there is Assassin." It was, admittedly, not the most unfair of assumptions given that the being munching cake was DEFINITELY not a normal human, but the Berserker didn't have the capacity to know something was a Servant until he activated his [Destruction of the Temple of Dagon] skill. As such, he'd do just that, flooding the room with what could only be described as the malignant feeling of "something being stronger".

On a fundamental level, humans understood being physically outmatched by a different species with just a glance. Men didn't go out and fight bears unless they were prepared to kill a bear. A python could constrict, kill, and eat humans, but humans could guess that from their size. Even on a fundamental level the idea worked with other humans, so long as one understood that Mass=Power. But for a Servant, such a concept didn't exist. A small Servant could be significantly stronger than a large Servant, and a more powerful Noble Phantasm could always overcome a stronger opponent. But in the moment Berserker activated his skill, a single fact stood out.

Powerful. Foolish and brash, but powerful. With a hand on his belt, reaching for a gradually manifesting weapon of bone, Berserker was legitimately poised to strike at the strange being, solely to see "how" much stronger he was. That is, before his Master's hand shot up and grabbed his nose, sticking out just barely within reach. "Samson, stop!" she commanded, before the feeling in the room faded in its entirety. And, with it, Samson's interest in what was going on. Sighing, he would childishly sit down with his legs crossed, easily shaking his Master's hand off as if it hadn't been there at all. "Yes, Master...tch. I never get to cut loose here."

Cordelia meanwhile would slump into her chair, looking positively mortified that her Servant had just almost caused a scene. "A-Ahem. I apologize for my Servant's behavior. He's crude, lacks manners, and doesn't know when it is and isn't appropriate to use one of his skills," Cordelia said, looking like she'd been the one closest to death just now. Technically speaking, she was, having overcome that basic instinct of fearing something stronger. Perhaps a regular occurrence, given that she was prepared with a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her brow. "I'm sure that Assassin's Master will be here soon!" the mage girl said, hoping to do some damage control with small talk. "Also thank you very much Da Vinci, how did you know my favorite soup?"

Samson would continue to sulk, interest completely waned in the dinner at hand.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@PaulHaynek

Got it. Thank you for letting me know! I'll probably go for something else other than my "guy with a haunted gun" idea.

@Crowvette

And so, the meeting of 20 INT vs 6 INT is off to a rousing start.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@Crowvette

While it was clear from the start that this was hopelessly out of Liliana's range of understanding, the fairy at least nodded while listening. Okay. Book magic make pages go flip flap. Got it. Pale lady can write on leaves with her fighting spirit to make the pages fear her to turn. Made sense. Pages were lightweight, so she could bully them easily. She had to break up her fighting spirit with its wife, but she's apparently used to this because she can think of lines if she works out a lot.

Man, this wizard stuff was a lot easier than Liliana thought!

But wait...why was she talking about noise now? What happened to Fighting Spirit's wife? Will they get back together? Why were graveyards crowded? Did people work out there a lot? How do you free an egg from a body?

Liliana would look at the page's inscription, nodding wide-eyed. It was all so clear! Skeletons worked out in graveyards because they weren't ground into bonemeal to feed the plants, so they use calcium to get stronger to beat up Fighting Spirit because he left his wife! It was all so simple now!

"Wow! It felt really complicated, but I think I understand it," Liliana said, unaware that in reality she didn't understand a single goddamn word the girl had said in the slightest. "Wizards have it rough...I can't imagine having to do all that to open a book. I just sorta wave my sword and magic happens," the fairy knight said, reaching behind her and peacefully holding her sword for Io to see. A blade which, by all accounts to the lich, was so suffuse with chaotic and primal magical energy that it was a wonder it hadn't blown up when it was made. "Do they make those spirit decoupling book page things in fairy size? Some of my sisters back at home only like books if they can flip through them really fast..."

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Been thinking of making a second character, so I wanted to ask: Are Firearms a thing in the setting? I was thinking of something like a rudimentary bolt-action rifle.

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

Sorry for not posting for a while there!