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Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Or, is it more of a "I say I do this" and then you, as the GM, go like: "this is the result of your attempted actions"? in your next post?

@Xaltwind

dat one!

I'm okay with minor things, since the NPCs aren't meant to be invincible Mary/Gary Stus and won't be as "stand out" by and large compared to the PCs, but don't just auto-wreck them in one go. If there's exchanges of blows without waiting for GM input, make it narratively interesting.

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Sorry just one more question. The poison just simply mixed in with the slime. That's it? Like he didn't feel his mana being absorbed?

@Remram

Ludo's mana isn't being absorbed--rather, the pulsation is coming from Edward's magic itself. And the poison pretty much just mixed with the slime, yes, it's not being dissolved or anything. It's just like something being mixed into water, it's sort of "breaking up" but it's just diluted, not being "eaten" or "absorbed" or anything of that nature.

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Quick question, are those tendrils held by his hands?

@Remram

They're coming from a blob of slime manifested in the air in front of him. His hands are sort of "holding it" but not physically touching it, like how a ki ball or some such similar thing would usually be formed in front of the hands.

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

Awwww, Tristan could've joined in Camilla and Kohra's "Flying for Beinngers" class. :<

@Xaltwind

I started to but y'all were already collabing and I didn't wanna interrupt :<

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

I went ahead and posted, so as to try and keep things less wall-of-text. I imagine there will be a few more back and forths before everyone grabs a sphere for themselves, so no rush to anyone!

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

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The Third Trial

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As soon as the signal was given, chaos broke out inside the arena. Some applicants would madly rush for the first Angel Sphere^TM they could see, while others would instead begin casting their magic--whether to enhance their speed, prepare some kind of binding, or even aim an attack, a multitude of colored lights flashed all over the crowd!

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@ReusableSword Rio's twin barriers stopped a pair of fluttering spheres as they ran into the floating shields. As they recoiled from the impact, the halo'd orbs actually seemed to "shake" themselves with a noise like a jingling cowbell, as if they were alive rather than a construct of magic. However, before the boy could retrieve them, he was suddenly bowled out of the way by an enormous mass! Another broom passed him, its rider clinging to it with all limbs as the bristly staff wobbled under its own speed. The young man was a veritable giant of muscle, with unruly ginger hair and a smattering of freckles.

"Sorrreeeeee!!!" cried Maverick, but he couldn't stop to see if yet another person he'd knocked down would be alright--he was heading straight towards those two spheres that had stopped up ahead! As he held up one trembling hand, the other tightening its grip (the shaft of his broom creaked in protest), a crackling charge of blue electricity covered his outstretched palm...

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@Duthguy Elsewhere in the coliseum, a wild barrage of arrows not only pinged one of the spheres, but sent several of Albie's competitors spiraling out of control. Some of them had to haphazardly dodge the volley, but others were struck by the projectiles and had to quickly recover control of their broom. Albie saw someone else going after the orb he'd hit and leaned forward as he rushed--only for the other person to grin wildly at him before holding up a palm full of flame! Dark, beady eyes reflected the firelight from a stubbled face as his ponytail drifted in the air behind him.

"Let's see how you like it, huh!?" laughed Gunnar Einsley before releasing his Fire Magic: "March of the Wisps!" A flurry of small flaming projectiles, like a swarm of fireflies, spread out from the young man's hand before converging towards Albie!

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@Remram@SilverPaw Ludo and Solveig had certainly drawn many an eye from both the audience and the captains as they each wasted no time in battling their way to one Angel Spheres^TM apiece. The constructs struggled in their hands as dividing their attention between magic, broom, and prize. But, as both of them had risen above the messy melee going on below, the pair had a clear view of anyone that might come after them from below.

But not from above.

A sudden blast of wind struck Solveig hard from up-and-behind, as if she'd received a full body tackle from a linebacker! As she was hurled towards the ground, spinning end over end, she would see a shadowed figure descending on her with the sun at their back--Intense, narrow gray eyes glared at her from beneath long, flowing blue hair as Alwin Dawnthorne, free-falling as his broom circled from another direction, positioned his rapier for a mid-air thrust!

"Sonic Thrust!" As his arm sprang out, a magical cavitation shot from the sword so fast it was nearly invisible! It struck the orb in Solveig's hand, knocking it free, and now one of them was falling away from it while the other dove towards it...

Ludo, however, would find himself in little position to help if such a thing occurred to him at all. For while no more attacks came from the sky, an observant opponent chose to take advantage of the moment the Poison Mage was distracted by Solveig and the other noble.

"Slime Magic: Groping Tendril!"

A thick green, translucent tentacle suddenly looped around Ludo's body, pinning his arms to his sides! A second coil covered his own poison-coated hand--but, the purple fluid within simply seemed to mix with the slime, like food coloring dropped into water! As he looked towards the one who had ensnared him, he would see gray, frizzy hair hung over a long, sallow face with hollow blue eyes set in dark sockets. The black, fur-hooded jacket he wore and the jingling chain-belt around his skinny face gave the guy an unwholesome appearance, but that predatory grin on his face was downright creepy.

"Ha! Score one for poor ol' Edward Gedman!" cackled the applicant as his tentacle squeezed tighter around Ludo. "Now, you better let go of that thing before I really pour it on ya!" In many circumstances, against another commoner, Ludo likely would've been able to use his mana to brute force his way out--but, if he attempted to do so, a strange, cloudy blue substance would pulsate inside Edward's magical slime.

Could there be another commoner here who could match his magic power?

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Tristan had never ridden a broom in his life. Somehow, in the back of his mind, he'd known it was something he was supposed to be aware of, but in the midst of having to learn swordfighting from scratch as well as managing his less-than-stellar mana reserves it had somehow slipped his memory. Well, there was also the possibility that if he broke his mother's good broom in the attempt she'd have beaten him half to death. But, still, how could he have messed that up?

Nonetheless, he saddled the thing, feeling incredibly stupid as some of the more skilled fliers stood atop the cleaning implements like some kind of...board...that you could...roll around on. Huh, it was weird he didn't have anything to compare it to. But then he channeled his mana into it--more than he intended--and felt himself rising quickly into the air! His balance teetered back and forth, but he managed to stop himself after only doing one roll in place!

Then they were off. Somehow, the rush of adrenaline steadied him as he accelerated, being jostled all the while by the crush of bodies around him. A hail of magical arrows came from somewhere nearby--but luckily, it wasn't near him. Still, he needed to be ready to intercept anything like that. Nervously, he lifted one hand from the broom and formed a shape in his mind.

"Create Sword!" That molten-orange aura again congealed in his hand, and this time produced a plain, cruciform-hilted arming sword. It was just in time too--someone else besides Albie had released a similar array of projectiles, only these were made of ribbon-like water streams. As Tristan slashed through one of them that came too close for comfort, he noted the area covered by the attack. The caster had cleared a bubble of space within the chaos, and at the center of that clearing was one of the Angel Spheres^TM! Tristan dove toward it, lifting his other hand from the broom and gripping for dear life with both legs.

"Oi! Back it up, Red!" Something black appeared in Tristan's peripheral, and he was forced to pull off, barrel rolling away. The weapon slammed into the sphere, knocking it into a long arc just as another mage--a girl with long black hair and sidelocks in a fancy blue dress--tried to get it as well. The three of them all locked eyes with each other at the same instant.

"Idiot! Why knock it away?!" cursed the girl, as another set of those watery ribbons formed around her. The man, who was holding a bat made of black metal, spat over his muscular, bare shoulder. He had a wild mane of dark hair and beast-like hazel eyes, but most notably beneath his sleeveless red shirt he wore a pair of black, wide-bottomed pants and wooden clogs that looked like a foreign style.

"Cause I didn't want you or Red to get it, duh!" snarled the tanned boy. Tristan huffed under his breath and turned his broom--only to see that bat once again aiming for him. He barely managed to block with his sword in time, and both weapons rang out as they vibrated in their owners' hands. "And I'm gonna keep ya from gettin' it! Maybe I won't beat ya to it--so I'll just beat ya!"

"Well then--you can both get out of my way too!" The girl launched her water magic at them again, and Tristan formed another sword in his off hand as he prepared to defend himself--!

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

From what I could tell, it wasn't so much a "there can only be X number of accepted applicants," it's "there's a bar of expectations we expect junior knights to pass, if you're not there yet then nobody's gonna let you in."

That Sekke guy ("Zeke the Bronze") got absolutely bodied by Asta in the spar, and wasn't anywhere close to Yuno in terms of power, but still got picked by the Green Mantis squad. Meanwhile, Yuno himself had the approval of every captain so he got his free pick of who to join. Essentially, it depends on the standards of the captains themselves and whether or not they think someone qualifies after they've seen what that person's capable of.

Also, Asta wasn't the only newbie--Noelle was stated to be a new recruit from the same batch. It's just that nobody wanted to be on the Black Bulls even if Yami raised his hand, cause, before Asta joined up, they were too dysfunctional. They were at -30 Stars for their missions because of their screw ups, lol.

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Shouldn't have taken as long as it did, but I've had a rough couple of days. Storm's all blown out though, aside from a little rain, so here we are!

Why Were We Reincarnated as Orcs?!

Orc Camp

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@ERode@ReusableSword

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"Don't ask me!" Auguz growled as Esfir departed. "Whenever I gets ready to train youse bunch again, ya'll will know!" Upon picking her rewards from the chest at the Warchief's Dwelling, she would finally have some proper gear with which to begin the next part of her journey.

Your Wolffur Cloak, Leather Shoes, and Antler Bracers all grant a Light Defense Boost. Your total Defense Boost is Medium!

Gained Weapon!
Bolas - Equip, 1H Weapon, Thrown - At close range these rocks tied with strong cord can be used as a flail. When thrown with a proper arc and spin, they can inflict the Bind status on an enemy!

SYSTEM: Esfir

The mountains around the camp served as a natural barrier against the outside world, but they weren't impossible to climb. In some places the rock walls were sheer, of course, but in others Esfir would be able to find handholds and footholds. Near the nearly-dry spring, running water over the years had sent cracks and fractures webbing through several large stones in the rocky face. She would be able to pick and pull her way up onto a ledge, probably one too narrow for an adult orc to have used, and from this edge she would be able to take a winding, switchback path to an upper outcrop overlooking the rest of the camp. From there, it would be a matter of finding new handholds, creeping along goat trails, looking for big rocks that could serve as platforms to jump across...

But, then, she heard Agar's voice calling out to her.

Agar, for his part, accepted Auguz's words eagerly before gathering his new supplies. His clothing choices didn't look especially odd to the other orcs, so no one questioned him on the modifications he made to the pieces of roughspun fabric or fur. His Sling came with a small pouch of ammunition--12 rocks worn smooth, either because they were picked from a river, or because they'd been rubbed together, who could say. However, their points had been ground down until they were almost sharp. These weren't just pebbles, but proper sling bullets meant to pierce a target. Such a weapon had slain Goliath according to the histories of his old world, even again bronze and scale armor. As far as primitive weapons went, it would be pretty devastating--if he became skilled enough with it to land a shot.

In addition, the System informed him that his Buckskin pants he'd received from Shamar, the Buckskin Shirt he chose from the pile, and the Leather Boots all offered a Light Defense Boost--bringing his Total Defense Boost up to Medium level.

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@King Cosmos

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Akeno's wooden sword cracked against her opponent's knee as she intercepted his blow with her shield. Her defending arm rattled even with only half the force of that longer sword, as even without leverage the greater weight and strength of her opponent came to bear. Still, her opponent cried out and went down to a kneeling position--but, as he let go of his sword, his eyes blazed as he shot forward! Under her upraised shield arm, he dove into her guard and wrapped both arms around her waist!

Their feet scrabbled at the earth. The male orc was trying to either pick her up and slam her down, or "run" her into the ground like a greco-roman grappler. Whichever way Akeno's balance gave way first, if she couldn't figure something out, would determine how the tall male's body moved.

It would be the wrestling matches all over again, it seemed, but would she continue to fight with the weapons in her hand, or abandon them to fight with her fists as her opponent had? If she didn't do something quickly, the other orcling's greater size and strength would be a hard advantage to overcome...

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@Kazemitsu

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The runt's makeshift wooden polearm caught, as an axe or halberd was meant, on the edge of Grunthor's upraised shield. Thought once again he didn't take the brunt of the impact, his opponent was able to jerk down on the already numb arm, prying the shield away! With half his defenses gone, Grunthor still stepped forward under the haft and used his Rapid Strikes skill--this was what made the difference.

The Rapid Strikes was notably not as "rapid" with the large shield as it would've been with his bare arm or a lighter weapon. However, it was still much faster than the other runt expected the big wooden disc to be. The strike to the orcling's chest knocked them back a step. They had to pull their polearm back even further to prepare another strike--Grunthor hit them in the face this time. There was a crunch before their nose spilled blood like a faucet. The runt screamed in fury and agony, stumbling away as they blinked through teary eyes. Grunthor's next punch caught them on the ribs as they tried to get away, and knocked the runt to the ground.

"Finish 'em!" Auguz called, as the rest of the tribe hooped and hollered. Grunthor's opponent blubbered on the ground, having dropped his weapon, and was struggling to blow the blood out of his nose and breathe through his mouth at the same time...

If Grunthor had ever played DnD as a human, this was his "how do you want to do this" moment. Just about any blow would be enough to either knock the other runt out, or reduce them to a sobbing wreck in the fetal position. Both outcomes would see Auguz haul them away by the scruff of the neck, berating them for losing before throwing them back into the crowd--however, what Grunthor chose to do would likely color the perception the other Runts in the tribe had of him, as they leaned forward to watch with baited breath.

Upon being given his rat skull for passing the first day of training, Grunthor too would have the same pick of the "loot" that Esfir and Agar had been offered.

Black Clover: Fool's Arcana

You do have experience with time-displacement from earlier rp's

Also I just realized that not everyone has posted their accepted character in the cs

@Duthguy

Lol, indeed.

Who are we missing?

Also, how exactly do brooms work in this universe? Can I use Kohra's Whirlwind Jump spell to give herself a burst of speed to catch the targets?

@Databug

Pretty much the same as Harry Potter, though they might glow in the same color as the character's element and whatnot. It basically requires magic as fuel to fly with them, and your level of control determines things like speed and maneuverability--or at least, that's what I'd assume. Like most forms of non- airwalking or free-flight in anime, the brooms kinda get left behind after a while lol.

I think using the spell like that would be fine, although maybe since the idea is for a jump instead of a straightforward "boost" maybe treat it like a sudden upward draft?

I don't think "solid mist" is pushing the bounds of what magic allows and does not allow within Black Clover.

@FatPrincess

Note that I didn't say you couldn't use the spell, I pointed out that a "wall of mist" is going to be different compared to a "wall of earth." The idea of a labyrinth with shifting walls is something that implies a lot of rigidity, something intentionally difficult to smash straight through otherwise it'd obviously defeat the purpose. Compare this to other disorienting mist spells like Bewildering Forest of Mist and Illusion Vortex, and it gives the appearance that Mist Magic is not inherently suited for that type of construction. In the case of Sealing Spectral Hands, you also have to consider that the user of that spell was much more powerful than where we are right now in the RP.

It's not that Mist Magic can't make solid constructs or do things that "mist" can't do, because yes, it's magic. It's just that, unless there's a significant power difference between the two parties, I don't see a wall made from Mist Magic holding up the same as other types of constructs. It's something you as a player would need to keep in mind, the same as any other drawback any of us have on the other characters' abilities. Considering that the labyrinth can change its layout and attempt to block those trapped inside from going over or under it, based on your wording, I think that's a a suitable balance.