TheWendil

Tower of Fable

The dog launched at Kanbaru’s face would not go unheeded and may have even put some thorns into her eyes on the best of outcomes. Just because she was talking to Akiko didn’t mean the dog wasn’t in motion after all. Thankfully for her she had a second pair of eyes now. The thorned creature was split in two down the middle just moments from impacting Kanbaru’s face. A deep slice gashed itself in the ground in front of her and the two halves of the plant dog were sent skidding on either side of her. An invisible smack to the back of the head was her protector’s only response. Clearly her newfound “friend” preferred it when its host paid attention.

Dead dogs aside, the second one was tangled and caught up in the candy net Caprice made earlier. The guardian of the manor knew this because the girl was mocking him right there with a playful tongue stuck out. Garou twitched an eye, very, very tempted to chuck actual furniture at that smug face. Such desires were interrupted by the loud rumbling that shook the entire mansion, a sensation neither host nor guest could ignore for long. “What the hell is it now?” Garou growled, twitching an ear and wrinkling a nose as distant fire was caught by scent.

The sound of windows smashing and bodies moving was all the notice clear for the obvious; more intruders. Maybe one of them was the thief too. “If you’re going to stand around here doing nothing, you can make yourselves useful and go deal with that problem,” Garou said with crossed arms, flicking his tail in the direction of Victoire’s chambers. “Obviously if you’re no thieves, you’ll prove your innocence by finding the real culprit over there.”

In truth he just wanted to see Victoire sweat a little with so many guests to deal with. After all, she only ever told him to deal with people outside her chambers. He couldn’t very well do anything if people somehow just so happened to barge into her throne room past his guard now could he? Yes, he was already smirking at that idea to himself, wandering if he could even spin this as a free night off from duty. The thorned dogs though moved on instinct, treading back to the throne room in defense of their mistress.

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The Devil Hunter Agency

Cold. Cold. It was cold. Sensations that were never meant to be experienced bubbled up from the surface of the black rocks and with it came a chill that could unsettle bones. Cold. It was cold and that’s all it knew. The rocks were chilled to the touch but that only deepened its allure to the dark creatures of a colder night. Perhaps the black rocks may have remained in such an untouched state were it not for the accumulation of other stimulus that joined in the air. Because now, where there was once cold and everlasting chill there was now-

Fire. Fire. It was harsh and unbearing. The sounds of yelling and fighting and gunshots and more fire, always fire, never enough flame; the black rocks reacted in kind. The fire from the first girl with her loud and roaring mechanical steed….the fire from the blonde girl who sent flames skyrocketing to the heavens threatening to tear the warehouse down in ash and soot; all of it was too much. As soon as the fire increased there was more screaming. The hostage fell in Maria’s arms like a lifeless doll for strength had already left her form long since before the DHA arrived. By some miracle she was alive, but barely if the situation was any gauge. The searing tower of flames sent the Yurei into a harder frenzy.

Most were caught in the raging inferno as well as the other efforts of the Devil Hunters. Some however, scattered and flitted the air like gliding shadows, spiraling in a frenzy and focusing their efforts on solely clawing and tearing at any and all Devil Hunters in the area. It wasn’t long before they noticed the hunters ontop as well as the bottom, screeching as some barreled towards the two snipers positioned up high. It also wasn’t long for things to go from bad to worse, the warehouse shaking as a new creature reared its pumpkin head.

The vined golem was for the Devil Hunters to handle but its presence only agitated the black rocks more. Fire and heat and screaming and blood surrounded the air, festering it like a poison. The once dormant rocks buzzed with a dark charge that emanated as a low humming picked up only by the devils of the area. Fire and heat and screaming. Where once the rocks gave an unbearable chill, now they radiated a harsh heat as Maria and Da-Xia’s flames continued to bellow. They finally reacted, detonating like bombs.

Where once there was a bird of night now became a living explosive as the raven imploded with a force to match the vine golem, splinters of fire engulfing the familiar. Black rocks shrouded out from its form, coating and growing along wherever it touched like an infection. The same phenomenon happened as Rufus’ hand was taken clean off as the rock he held detonated in heat and more shrapnel, the explosion no doubt sudden enough to catch his portaling trick off guard. Once more, the rocks grew wherever they touched.

If the Devil Hunters didn’t notice the source of the Yurei’s manic state-who by now were starting to become thin in numbers-they would now as the first signs of the black rocks creeped out from the dark corners. They sprouted along the snowy ground like tumors, boiling to the touch but not growing as high as a person. It only added to the chaos of the scene, from the fires and Shika’s familiar, to the black rocks and the police soon converging on their location no thanks to Limen. At least the Yurei were no longer a threat and the hostage was safe though.

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@samakama

He seems better now overall in his descriptions and his power as you describe it is fine. Accepted; put him in the Character Tab. Feel free to join the Discord if you want.

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@samakama

As KoL said, it seems he's generally alright then though wording it in a less confusing way in the CS might help. In terms of his powers, he seems fairly alright but I'd like his background to reference more how he's in a flesh and blood body now.

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Despite its famous name, Siracha City was just as cold as any other town when the dead of winter struck its borders. In fact, one could say the place was at its all time coldest during the deep time of the year. When the days dipped low and the shadows were cast early, when the night was fresh and young and frigid on the tips of noses; that was when Siracha City was at its coldest. Each passing moon became unbearably colder than the last but this was normal for Siracha City. Indeed, its inhabitants had long since bundled up in their wintery clothings with preparations for the festive and weary days to come despite December silently looming itself.

For the work of the Devil Hunters and the DHA, it was in these last yearning months of the year that activity was at its slowest. Much like the stillness that gripped the planet, the devils, or in the case of Siracha City, Youkai, that plagued the land seemed less and less rampant. It was as if the icy chill that gripped the city’s heart affected those of the supernatural as well like an invisible ward. But this year had proven to be quite strange for the Japanese branch of the DHA. The small, almost serene dot of Siracha City felt more hostile with each night.

The reports of killed Devil Hunters were starting to become a problem, unnerving even as each one was filed to the DHA. Soon enough it would become piles; the last testament of foolish hunters who underestimated the size or lethality of their mission. It was for this reason alone that the DHA called out to its other branches in hopes of rooting out this strange phenomenon. After all, Youkai weren’t usually this hostile, even in these dark times of the year. On such a night as this, when the moon hung like unyielding ice above the land, the darkness only stirred more.

The DHA were aware of the problem before it became a disaster. A large pool of negativity pooled at the very border of Siracha City, the dimly lit parts of town that were abandoned for the most part. It was there, in one such long forgotten warehouse, that a large group of Youkai were detected. The majority of them were classified as Yurei, haunting specters that prowled the premises without right or claim or reason. There was little doubt any humans would be devoured on spot or brutally attacked, so to see such a large gathering of the creatures was enough to warrant a direct order from the DHA.

Any and all available Devil Hunters were to report and converge on the spot; the details of bounties and payment could be discussed afterwards, if they survived. Their mission was obvious: To expel the Yurei and if possible, find the source of what’s stirred them into a frenzy. For there were greater forces at work among the infestation of Yurei. Powerful creatures of their own right felt drawn to the warehouse as something, or perhaps, someone called to their inner nature and instinct. Even now, hidden in the wretched corners of the warehouse, hidden from spirit, hunter, and demon alike, a patch of black rocks sprouted from the ground like flowers in snowy bloom.

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I would also like to point out your creature needs to be able to eat people for sustenance since that's the main drive of demons hunting humans. He's not really capable of that as a "thought experiment," @samakama.

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@Flood

Her enchantments on her weapons make sense given her home as well as coming from the South American branch so I see no immediate problems there. The rest of her checks out so accepted. Place her in the Character Tab.

My Hero Academia: Raw Potential

The appearance of Saki was honestly uplifting. Even if Junko forgot what her Quirk did, it still meant more people on their side and thus, a greater chance of succession in the assignment. Suddenly confident about their chances now, she hastily waved at Saki and Nadeko before continuing to tag along with Donny. For the most part it wasn’t a difficult task, at least until the living dark blob started to dig underground. Junko skidded to a halt, expression creaking up.

“That’s….That’s so cool! Ahh, you’re so cool Donny!” She had no time to gawk and admire the creepy boy’s disturbing movements; with tunnels made specifically for her size, she leapt down after him and continued to keep up. No doubt the rest of their team had seen the inhuman display and just as before, that spark of surprise tainted by just a dose of fear was more than enough for her Quirk to continue driving itself. It wasn’t long before she was keeping up with Donny’s pace casually, both of them not moving too fast but faster indeed compared to above ground.

Most of their navigation would have to fall on Donny for now, Junko merely following where his path led. Relying on sound rather than sight, it was only when Donny illuminated the darkness with his phone could she make out the black mass she was following. Where others might have shrieked in fright from the image of his form outlined by the light outcropping his darkness, Junko just giggled some more, especially when the offer of weapons was given. However, she immediately thought back to her conversation and detention with their teacher just a day before.

“Um…I think I’ll take this one,” she said, grabbing the skull on a spine meant for smacking and bludgeoning. “Eheh…I got scolded yesterday for the knife stunt and I don’t think we’d get points for seriously harming the other students. We’re supposed to be heroes, so I think a good bonk on the head is better for us.” She was quite tempted to take the whip but knew that’d only give their team stranger looks. Hefting the weapon in her grip, she gave it one experimental swing before nodding to herself. “You ok big guy? This kind of looks like your skull and I don’t wanna swing your head around if it hurts or anything…”

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@Lucius Cypher, @Melpaws, @liferusher, @Silver Carrot

Monster Federation Force (Monster Girl RP)

“Hey! Don’t go accusing me just because your sister is an absolute blood knight,” Setsuna huffed to “Haruka”. “For the record, I just do my job and that’s it. Your sister’s the one with the whole psycho complex going on so if anyone should be pointing fingers, it should be us on you,” she continued with crossed arms. “In any case, I’m not exactly good at combat as you can tell. I’m more stealth and infiltration so I guess I’ll be in reserve until you all need me.” Whether it was the cat’s excuse to take a nap or not was known only by her and the few individuals who did.

Before long the GMGs and former MFF were each going their separate ways in the line of duty. While Setsuna followed one of the HART members up to the command bridge to view the party, other staff led Utena to her new quarters. It was less an issue of absolute trust and more of sudden desperation but it was assumed Utena could put that together. Regardless, she’d be given a set of new armor, one that marked her officially as one of HART’s personnel, at least for now. From there she was expected to deploy into battle alongside Diva and Terrorkeat.

Meanwhile, Tomoko’s steps slowed as she heard Mako call out to her in the hallway. “Heh. Well, not exactly. See, Hyper Fang was actually the one who brought Akari to us,” she explained, not too phased by the fox girl’s sly flirting. “We don’t make it a point to kidnap people you know. In any case, I’m not sure why Hyper Fang brought her to us in the long run. Maybe it was intimidation? But I think she just wanted to have fun in whatever way she can…anyway, is there a reason you're not joining the fight of our lives...?” Their conversation was cut short because soon enough, they approached Akari’s cell, ready for an answer.

Outside, the battle raged on between Hyper Fang and the MFF. Commander McNair was expected to lead the brunt of the forces on this new GMG that had somehow eluded their systems until now. At the same time, rumors of elite soldiers and experimental weapons ran rampant among the soldiers like a buzzing drill to their brains. It was by some miracle then, that Hyper Fang wasn’t going back to blowing them apart; not when her dear sister showed up before her.

“You sure know how to ruin a party sis,” Hyper Fang sneered, all bloodlust mitigated and now directed at the Diva. She stepped away slightly to avoid getting wet from Diva’s less than dry entrance. “Hey, is that Yeshua I smell with you? Haha, so you’re really bringing in the reserves if you need her help. Oh, now don’t be like that sis.” The houndish GMG grinned, leaning on a building casually. “You know what my job is. I’m just doing my duty, that’s all. It’s no hard feelings, but I’m allowed some fun now and then. What…are you standing against my mission?” she leered, daring Diva to answer.

The Devil Hunter Agency

There are dark corners in the world that no human likes to acknowledge. Shadows that move past the corner of eyesight and mysterious sounds that go bump in the night are all just small manifestations to the truth that has plagued humankind since the beginning. There are demons among us. In ancient times past these creatures from the other plane plagued humanity with dark intent and a lust for more power. Seen as inferior, humans were hunted down and consumed until the mere mention of these creatures sparked stories to tell children in the dark.

That was before humanity struck back and the first Devil Hunters arrived. Those few brave humans risked life and honor in the eternal quest of vanquishing those of the supernatural who would dare to prey on humans. Grown in strength and number, it wasn’t long before the demons were forced back and the world was safe to prosper again. But the Devil Hunters remained, always tasked with punishing those malicious spirits who would breech the human world with evil deeds.

That was then, and this is now. In the current day, human society remains unaware of the dark truth of their history, their tales passed down and labeled into legend. There are still demons for where there is light, there is always darkness. The once small group of Devil Hunters have since expanded worldwide into an organization bent on protecting humanity from the very shadows the demons inhabit. The DHA, or Devil Hunter Agency, sees fit to maintain the safeguard of humans at all costs; but there is trouble brewing in those very same shadows.

In the Japanese branch of the DHA, a sudden influx of malicious beings, or Youkai, are stirring up. Perhaps it’s just an anomaly of the world, or perhaps it yields the foreshadowing of something greater set in motion. Rumors of a powerful Youkai group surfacing have been passed down from whispers and worry. To what end does truth lie in such rumors? Nobody knows. All that is known, the sole truth of the world, is the simple creed of the DHA.

“The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow cast.”

Event Log

Genesis
Combat