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2 days ago
Went to the big ol' eye clinic today and got some eye-drops. Now my vission's all fuzzeh
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9 days ago
"Afraid of the dark? ..... Punch it!" - So This is Basically Pokemon
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Molasses be my name, being sluggish is my game
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Happy spoopy scawey Halloween errybody, if you celebrate it. If not, hand over yer candy.
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19 days ago
Gahh, so much old junk in my freezer that I'm never gonna eat... Cleanin' time!
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  • I don't use social media, discord or google docs.
  • I suffer from Retinitis Pigmentosa and use a text-reading software to get through other peoples' posts.
  • I'm rude, short-tempered and unserious. I'll likely say things that'll upset, offend and/or infuriate you.
  • I consider roleplaying a hobby and a pass-time, not art.
  • I do anime-roleplay and only anime-roleplay.

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Congratulations, you all survived!
And some of you can add "murderer" to your CVs! :D
@Click This, @Crusader Lord, @Hammerman, @PINKPANTHERESS, @Qia


Some Forest...


Da'Niyah & Sayu:


As the dark skinned woman in the overly flowery gown unleashed a barrage of petals and throns at her assailant, the black-furred ratman let out a shrill snarl, followed by a small growl. However, despite Da'Niyah's attack ripping off small tufts and bits of the creature's fur, and obviously causing some disomfort to the little guy, it wasn't enough to stop its charge. Her step back and to the side also wasn't enough to move out of the path of the sprinting, charging beast-thing, as it had more than enough time and distance to readjust its path before reaching her.

And reach her it did, with a solid thud the tip f the stone-tipped, makeshift spear struck the woman in her gut... But... That was about all it did... The cloth didn't get torn, no blood was spilled and nobody let out a gut-wrenching scream of agony. In fact, to Da'Niyah, the experience was more akin to being punched in the stomach by a teenager, rather than being skewered by a polearm. Still, it wasn't a pleasant feeling and she'd likely be feeling that impact for a while after this whole ordeal, but at least she wasn't going to be the first person to die right after being transocated to another world.

The ratman, though, seemed a bit confused and was rapidly turning his head from one side to the other, his nostrils flaring and his eyes blinking and flittering all over the place. It seemed the barrage of flowers had left the pitiful creature momentarily blinded.

Which was great for Sayu, who out of nowhere just came rushing in like a viking berserker and promptly planted her newly claw-adorned appendage into the side of the rodent creature's head. While she aimed for its jugular, the reality of the situation was that Sayu wasn't a martial artist, nor had her costume bestowed upon the girl any sort of knowledge or inherent, passive skill or talent for fighting. Meaning she only had her own experience to rely on.

That really didn't hinder her in an way though, as onve her clawed wolverine-infringement-knock-off struck the creature, it was promptly send sideways, flying away from Da'Niyah in a glorious ragdoll-like fashion, stopped only by a small thin tree a very short distance away. The ratty rodent-man collapsed onto the grassy ground, fresh blood now slowly tirckling out of several newly acquired piercing-potential-holes on the left side of its face. The creature whined and hissed weakly, apparently not dead yet, but obviously being wounded or shocked enough to not get back up immediately.

It had also dropped its weapon, which was a plus!

Aria:


With the power of moonlight magic, the sailor soldier welcomed her on-coming adversary by firing off tiny spheres of luminous magic, or something along those lines. The tiny balls zipped forward and, as the ratman kept charging straight ahead, it didn't have time to do anything but run face-first into the volley of projectiles. Muted zapping and bursting noises were heard as the moon-bullets detonated upon the beastman... And after they were all done popping, what was left was a rat-fellow, standing still, with burnt fur and burnt garments, staring ahead in a blank stupor, before comedically falling over to one side, dropping its club harmlessly on the ground.

It appeared that this one was quite done, both in the litterl and figurative way. That's right, Aria, who had never once in her life probably needed to kill another creature to survive, had just ended the life of another sentient being with enough intelligence to use tools. Basically, she'd just terminated something as intelligent as a monkey back on earth. Hopefully, none of that knowledge would bother her once she realized it.

Cecilia & Charlotte


The last ratman who was gunning for Cecilia got to its mark within seconds. With a mighty hefted club, it swung and... Harmlessly bounced off... Even though it sturck the girl straight in the tum-tums, the attack did absolutely nothing. The little rodent stared, confused. It then got a shoulder-full-of sword, as Cecilia struck back... Awkwardly... As she too did not have any latent talent or inherited knwoeldge of swordplay from her costume. Having a metal blade sunk into your body isn't pleasant no matter if its a master or a novice who causes it though, and the ratman would agree, as he started to shriek and snarl in pain.

FOOM!

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... Which was only amplified when he was suddenly set aflame, though the tone was less angry and defiant and more panicked and desperate now. Apparently, Charlotte's burning dice-magic had struck true, and set the foul thing ablaze... Which, was kind of horrifying, as it now struggled both to get free of Cecilia's and figure out a way to quell Charlotte's fire.

Unfortunately, it managed to do neither, and eventually just collapsed in a smoldering heap infront of the bikini-clad girl. The stench of burnt fur and roastedm ratmeat was quite intense wheile standing this close. But ehy, at least Aria wasn't alone in having killed a native now! And this one died far more horrendously and painful than the one she killed, so there was always comfort in that!

All the Girls:


With their ambush(?) dealt with, the only thing left now was the bigger, black-furred ratman. Lying near the tree which Sayu had knocked it into, the creature was injured. It began to stir and try and make an effort to move, but either it was too hurt or too dazed to be able to stand back up. The girls now had a new challenge ahead of them: What to do next?

Since they already slew the other two, would they kill this one as well? Or did they try to communicate with it? Perhaps they should think about the possibility of more of these things showing up, given the noise and ruckus that was just caused? If they did decide to put this one down, it was so weak and defenseless that basically anyone could do it - it wasn't able to offer any sort of resistance at this point.
Late, but better than never.

Not at all, you managed to get your IC post out before I could issuse my weekly sunday-warning about the time-limit. *pats on head*

Since everyone's already posted, there's no point in me waiting until my usual time in order to post. So, I'll get something out a little bit earlier than usual.
It's fine, it's fine. You didn't need to change anything. Just keep it in mind for the future. :)


I never did watch much of 'Hey Arnold' back in the day. I know it was a great show and I watched a few scattered episodes, but I never actually got into the show or followed it, which is a shame, since its got some real good stuff in it. :P

@PINKPANTHERESS, @Qia

I'm going to let you guys get away with your attacks hitting the rats, this time, because its the first fight of the RP. But in the future, please try and do what @Hammerman did and merely state your intent and what your characters is aiming to do, rather than deciding the result yourselves. As stated in the rules; Unless I make it very specficially clear that you can flex on and curbstomp an opponent, don't auto-hit them. It's not a big deal this time, sicne - again - you didn't really decide the outcome or amount of actual damage that was done, but just something to keep in mind for the future, alright?

On an entirely differen note: I hate mosquitos. Those little bastards have resurged due to the temperature going back up over here, and now they're terrorizing everyone! >_<'
THEY KEEP TRYING TO EAT MY FINGERS, HAND AND ARMS!
*Anakin Skywalker-voice*
"I HATE YOU! Nnnnnhh!"

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@Hammerman

"Hyaaaah!"
Little Red Riding Sayu


I just envision Sayu's voice being one of those overly cutesy girly-girl voices from anime... xD
Oh no, guys! It's a ...



Ratmen have appeared, and the update is out. :)
@Click This, @Crusader Lord, @Hammerman, @PINKPANTHERESS, @Qia


Some Forest...


When faced with the questionably divine message from 'God', the reactions among the group was varied. Some responded with anger, outrage, denial and defiance. Others became anxious, some were confused and others still tried to apply rational logic and methodical thinking to their situation. Of course, regardless of what the girls did, whether they tried to yell at the self-proclaimed deity or lose themselves in their own musings, there was no further response or commentary from their supposed celestial kidnapper.

Instead, after Charlotte and [b]Sayu[/b] had made mention of something approaching, the group became momentarily distracted and pulled from their self-serving internal monologues and thoughts. While the two who had claimed to hear something took the time to run in the opposite direction of the approaching sounds and hide behind a tree, Aria, Cecilia and Da'Niyah prefered to stay where they were and respond with either disbelief or nonchalance. Well, the latter-most did figure out how to use her costume to summon forth her... Weapon(?)... But otherwise remained where she'd been, along with the other two.

And then, it did cometh.

At this range, all of the girls were able to hear it. The noise. Rustling and thudding, it had gotten close enough that there weas no longer time to take any sort of action in preperation for whatever was arriving. The chirping and tweeting birds didn't seem at all bothered though, and perhaps it was thanks to their incessant, indifferent singing that the sound had been masked up until the point where it was moments away from the gruop. Perhaps birds of this supposed new world weren't bothered by noises or commotion caused by other critters? Whatever the case may be, the bottom-line was that three out of the five girls were just standing there, in the clearing, and had no time to do anything else but watch as the source of ruckus emerged into their glen!

... And what they saw was...

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...

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Rats.

Yup. Those were rats. Bipedal rats. Covered from top to bottom in fur. Complete with one of those hairless tails on each of them. Two of them even wore ragged, torn and shabby-looking... Shirts? Capes? It was kind of hard to tell what type of garments they might have been at one point, given their torn-up and rather disintergrated state. Still. There were now three ratmen in the clearing, having just ran in through one of the shurbs next to the clearing's edge. And as they spotted the three human women that were quickly coming closer to their running selves... They skid to a halt. Then stared. Apparently confused or stunned, not having expected to run into anyone else.

The two who wore clothes were about 4 ft (120 cm) tall, they had brtown fur except for on their chins and bellies, where the fur was a more tan color. The one not wearing any garments was bigger, standing at about 4'3" (130 cm) and was covered in dark, black fur. The two in garb were also clutching... Twigs? Branches? No, those were more like... Clubs... The bigger black one held a ... Spear... Or.. Well, a makeshift one. Made out of a wooden pole with a crudely sharpened stone, fastened with soem cord of some kind. The trio of ratty strangers stared at the ladies, their tiny eyes darting between each of the three immediately visible she-humans. They thjen looked at each other, then two smaller ones looked at the big one and ... Squeaked. Not a typical, high-pitched ratty squeak though. It sounded more like a squeak taht had been run though an audio program to give it some gutteral base.

The big, black-furred ratman narrowed ... His? Her? Its eyes, and glared at the foreign females from another world. Then it bared its teeth, and let out a snarling yip-like noise. Then thrusted its spear, tip-first, forward. In response, the other two yipped in unison and then all three charged forward. In a most threatening manner, as they all were now raising their weapons in poise to strike.

One of the brown-furred mongrels, wearing what had once been a blue shirt or whatever, was running straight for Cecilia, hissing and gnashing its teeth as it waved its crude wooden blunt object of pain menacingly. The other one, wearing a once red garment, was rushing towards Aria in a very similar fashion. The third, largest one, with the most dangerous-looking weapon out of the lot, was now bee-linong straight for Da'Niyah, a low growl constatnly rumbling form its throat.

As one would expect of rats though, these guys were very quick. And while they didn't look particularly physically imposing or strong, one had to remember a very important fact: These were frickin' bipdeal rat-men! Wielding stone age weaponry! And they were hostile and coming! FOR YOU!

Luckily, it didn't seem that they had managed to notice either Sayu or Charlotte just yet. OIr maybe they had, but were just more inclined to deal with the three girls in their immediate proximity first. The girls would likely only be able to perform a single split-second decision before they were each within striking-range of their respective adversary.

... And the birds just kept on tweeting, like all was fine and as it should be...
@Click This, @Crusader Lord, @Hammerman, @PINKPANTHERESS, @Qia

Friendly reminder, I will start working on the next update in about 11 hours time from the posting of this post. If you want to get any last-minute interactions between characters out, that's the time you got left. ^^

Oh, and Pink. Well done on the mental-image and description of what happens when you think about your skills/spells. That was a very, very close representation of what I had in mind. So much so that you won't even need to edit it. :)
Or you could be one of those fancy mustached bare-knuckle boxers from the 1920's! Instead of a villain. ....Right?

HOW IS THAT AN IMPROVEMENT!?

xD
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