Yankee

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Having dealt with the dancer's redirection once already, Taras was prepared for it. As soon as he saw her glittering stand move back towards its' user, he took cover behind another toppled table. Shots tore through the wood easily, some grazing his body and drawing blood, but at the moment that was the least of his worries. The ladies, Lilliane aside, were pinned down. Hell, he was about to be pinned down - but a plan was already forming in his brain to get himself out of trouble. The timing would be crucial, but it was either escape from the cafe and follow after their master spy, or take a risk.

He rolled out from behind his chosen debris on the opposite side, his firearm raised and already pointed uselessly at「Through the Barricade」- and in his peripheral vision he gauged the status of the other agents. Lilliane was still outside, that was good, she could lend support while keeping safe. Oscuro was besieged by the doll-like soldiers, and 「Bad Case」was still nearby, but moving. Yonaka was...

It seemed like he had the skeletal stand beat, it's user yelling - or pleading? - something. That was very good news, but instead of finishing him off the Brit was arguing back. Taras had seen a lot poor habits from people during his service, but reasoning with the enemy was most annoying.

"What are you doing!" he spat out, his accent heavy. He wasn't privy to the revelation across the room, and before long「Through the Barricade」was upon him. It was his best judgement that the dancer's stand wasn't a power-type, and though Taras was not one to leave things up to chance, he gambled on this judgement and was prepared to take a blow so long as her stand was preoccupied with him, leaving the woman open.

From the ground, unnoticed until now, Taras' own stand sprung. The metallic mosquito sailed a short distance through the air, aimed right at the enemy woman's neck and shoulder. It's proboscis was extended, but it was merely a threat - there was no way it would be fast enough to take her down before she could retaliate... but she couldn't know that. A check.

Cacophony Concord

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CHARACTER

Avatar Appearance
Username: Ames
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 176cm | Weight: 69kg

Classes: Warrior (+10% HP | +10% STR | +10% END)
_{Weapon Proficiency: LVL 1}

Attributes:
HP – 10 (110)
MP – 10 (100)
SP – 10 (100)
STR – 22
AGI – 19
END – 22
DEX – 20
LUC – 21

Abilities:
Power Attack _{Actively consume SP while preparing for an attack; unleash for increased damage on attack.}

INVENTORY

Funds: 0
Item Pouch (Common):

• Fa Trung's Talisman x2 ^Equipped

Current User Experience

Perception: Fantastic
Gore: Pixelated
Pain Setting: 40%
Clothing Damage: On
Nudity Censor: Personal
Profanity Censor: Off
Combat Action: Stylish
Spell Incantations: Stylish

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It seemed like, suddenly, the whole team was on the defensive! What was up with that? Many of the party moved to the back line, while Ari moved up - using Ames as a boost. Is that what my role is? A pommel horse?! Am I just gonna get manhandled the whole time?!

"Hey if you just give me a heads up I'll throw you! I'm kind of like, an expert at throwing p—"

Splash. Cold, disgusting water rushed over Ames. She squeezed her eyes shut, sputtering and spitting and wiping at her face. "Oh my God! That's - ew! It stinks!" The warrior hardly even noticed her HP bar going down. Well, if one thing was clear it was that their group definitely didn't have a handle on these kappas. Once most of the excess water was cleaned from her face, Ames opened her eyes and was immediately met with danger. Not directed towards her, but to Amulak close by. It was time for the red haired warrior to jump into the fray.

Her hand shot out snatched the offending weapon's handle just behind the spear head. With a sharp twist of her wrist, the wood splintered and snapped. She pulled the shaft forward with a strong jerk, redirecting the creature's charge towards herself. While it's momentum carried it closer, Ames' other hand rose up high. The "stylish" setting was really working in her favor as she caught Raime's bolt and brought it down in one motion toward the ugly little river goblin's face.

Forsaken

Anything Flick might have said about the situation between the waitstaff and their eccentric chef was would have been a bit crass following Cinder and Faint's words. Although Flick's own input would have been less shame on you, Lak Lok and more Well that was fun but we'd better get the hell out of here before they kick us out. And even that was covered. The genasi followed suit and stood up, rolling his neck and giving the group at large his best placating smile.

"Agreed, best get a move on." Even with that said, Flick wasn't exactly jumping at the chance to visit the sheriff's office, but it was better than the alternatives in his opinion... and though the coroner's office was nearby, it wasn't like it was the exact same place, so he'd let Graves play kobold babysitter.

"Any of you need to 'take care of somethings?' A break before we get goin'?" Flick asked of his half of the team, "People drift in an' out of this town so often it's hard to tell whose local or not, so if you don't know your way around ya'll should let me know now."

Honestly Flicker would have loved to go back to his little apartment and take a long nap, maybe get changed, but he could do that later. Technically he was already in his rough clothes, and who knew - maybe it would help the officers knew their motley crew meant business once they arrived.

"Ah, well, we can discuss this outside," he decided, and nodded to the inn's doors. As Flick himself made to leave, he stopped by the bar and motioned towards the table he'd come from. "Garrick tab," he smiled, and saw himself out.

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Yankee Test

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Thread for character sheet work, RP ideas that'll probably never happen, code testing, image testing, and other random goofy stuff

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Speaking of code testing lol

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Cacophony Concord

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CHARACTER

Avatar Appearance
Username: Ames
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 176cm | Weight: 69kg

Classes: Warrior (+10% HP | +10% STR | +10% END)
_{Weapon Proficiency: LVL 1}

Attributes:
HP – 10 (110)
MP – 10 (100)
SP – 10 (100)
STR – 22
AGI – 19
END – 22
DEX – 20
LUC – 21

Abilities:
Power Attack _{Actively consume SP while preparing for an attack; unleash for increased damage on attack.}

INVENTORY

Funds: 0
Item Pouch (Common):

• Fa Trung's Talisman x2 ^Equipped

Current User Experience

Perception: Fantastic
Gore: Pixelated
Pain Setting: 40%
Clothing Damage: On
Nudity Censor: Personal
Profanity Censor: Off
Combat Action: Stylish
Spell Incantations: Stylish

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Nyu-Taro
Ames hardly knew she was flying through the air until her body connected with the tiled roof of some shop - and then proceeded to roll painfully until she and Mags came to a stop nearby the Western Gate. Getting slapped around by Mags was one thing, but getting blasted by some random person was another. Lying on her back again, Ames breathed out deeply through her nose and stared up at the sky with pinched brows. She lifted her arm to give Mags a half-hearted wave when the other girl left with a word of thanks and promise, and the red head found herself having the same thought: was it worth it? Probably not. At the end of the day she'd helped out a friend though, hopefully that counted for something! Passerbys gave her various looks of annoyance and pity, perhaps mistaking the dirty young man sprawled on the cobblestone for a derelict, but before too long Ames stood up and dusted her avatar off.

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Outside the City
"Only two? I'm sure you guys got it, hold on I'm gonna figure this party thing out."

After meeting up with everyone and finally traveling together outside of the city, Ames had stuck the two talismans in her possession to her starting clothes. She still intended to give one to Kriz whenever they came back online, but for now he wouldn't be needing it... so might as well not let it go to waste, right? That was the thought anyway. Keeping it safe for him. Yup.

With the bonus stats, Ames felt more than comfortable hanging back and fiddling with the menu screens while the others did all the work valiantly fought against the kappas. She wasn't worried about an ambush because she knew she was pretty dang strong right now - well, compared to the other low level immortals at least. So, while the battle went on Ames painstakingly targeted every member of their group and added them to an official party. "...aaaaand done, I think!"

She looked up in time to catch Amulak's spell, and her eyes sparkled. "Aw, so cool! Maybe I should have picked magic to start with." One thing was for sure, Magpie was definitely going to enlisted to help unlocking a cool class for Ames too.

"Well, looks like you've guys got it! Go go, finish 'em off!" Ames cheered, pumping one fist in the air happily while not actually helping whatsoever.

Fate/ Glimmering Oasis

@Reflection Interesting choices for me! Thanks! I'm gonna workshop a Rider from the list. As for discord, just gonna cast a yes vote for ease's sake.

Fate/ Glimmering Oasis

Checking in. Dunno if I want to double up though, so for now ... What can I get for this?

World of Light

Word Count: 761 (+4 exp) Overdrive
Level: 5 - Total EXP: 29/50
Location: The End

The Cadet hadn't expected any company since Tora and Poppi had been blown off the beast earlier, and yet here he was, the little guy they'd picked up from that hellish casino back in Lumbridge... or Blue-Something, technically? The specifics wouldn't change the fact that Cadet was glad to see him, surprising as it was, and the red head took the time to flash Cuphead a grin.

"Just hold on, it's about to get bumpy!" Ace Cadet was mid-swing with the scythe-like longsword when the dragon careened into the tower and began to topple over. With one cut across her face for good measure, Cadet hastily sheathed the weapon and prepared to jump. Choosing to get off of the massive creature and control his own fall would be much better than being flung off on her descent and risk being crushed, and when she eventually righted herself she no doubt would be thrashing, leading to the same problem. Best to bail sooner than later.

"Aaand now's the time to make our exit," He said, and held his hand out towards Cuphead, trusting the adolescent to take his advice without explanation. He'd be glad to help the Cuphead out, cradle the fragile guy close just in case as he jumped, but either way he was getting off this dragon before it threw him off. Just before she crashed completely to the ground, the Cadet tensed himself for a moment before he leaped as far from the scaly body as his legs could manage. He hit the ground hard, tumbling, and by the time he reoriented himself and stood upright the enderdragon bellowed out and was back on her feet and attacking. Stubborn monster! But I guess I can't expect less of a black dragon! With that thought Cadet pulled his pouch around and jammed a hand inside of it, searching for the lifepowders he still had left. Blazermate was no doubt doing a fine job of keeping everyone up, but a little extra help in the healing department never hurt.

The dragon pounced and the Cadet fished the powder out a hair's breadth too late. He felt his heart leap into his throat, not quite ready to lose a companion yet - oh, wait, actually the Courier was fine. And so his robotic sidekick. In fact she was being carried off by some extremely familiar creatures. Now the felynes really caught him off guard. Though the felynes were commonplace back in his own world, seeing something so familiar in a decidedly unfamiliar place was strange. It was different than the polluted ancient steppe, and his pondering gave just enough pause for the dragon to take advantage of, even unintentionally. She spit acid up all over the area, and the strong stench stinging his nostrils brought him quickly back to the battle at hand. The acid splashed the stone at his feet, sending large droplets up to bite at his skin and armor. It burned. A lot.

With gritted teeth Cadet wiped the acid off. Before his hands suffered even more he shook the lifepowder held in them and waved it over his head, letting the healing spores fly. The effect was immediate and soothing, and the powder reached an even wider area when the wind from the dragon's wings picked them up and spread them out to heal any ally they touched. Speaking of wind, the Cadet had experience dealing with the merciless currents of the Kushala Daora - and compared to that tempest, a little wind pressure was nothing. He ducked behind one of the obsidian spires, letting the sturdy stone block the brunt of the wind. He sucked in a deep breath before jumping out from behind the stone intending to get back into battle, only to be faced with the dragon's new play: cover the entire island in acid.

"Of course," the Cadet muttered to himself, though the corners of his mouth twitched upward. Of course she was making this play. Though, truthfully, the sight of the felynes carrying off Gaigetron just a bit earlier eased Cadet. If they were around, this was a lot more like a normal hunt, right? So he let himself enjoy it a little despite - or perhaps because of - the danger. He armed the slinger's grappling hook again and fired it halfway up the spire he'd just come from. He hung low towards the spire's base for a few moments and offered his hand to any that needed to escape the flow of acid but had little means to do so, calling out, "Here!" before ascending.

Fate/Psuedepigrapha (A Fate/Apocrypha Redux RP)

@Turboshitter Aw, sorry to hear! No worries though, take the time you need. I'll keep subscribed

I hope you are able to work everything out! Stay safe and stay positive! I'm sure I'll see everyone around sooner or later.