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| [Graded]Welcome to Beast, Inc.; The Beast Rises, Part I. | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 21 2015, 10:38 PM (439 Views) | |
| 栄 Cryool | Nov 6 2015, 07:54 AM Post #11 |
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"Pssst, there are no children here. It's a school day, remember?" Disregarding that tidbit of information, the Crimson Dawn's heart sank a little when he realized that his checking would have to wait for later. It rose back in spades when he realized that this bank was full of hungry, hungry criminals - hungry for justice! "Alright, you criminals, halt your heinous activities: today, it's time for you to witness the advent of a crimson dawn!" The eponymous hero, likewise to his partner, struck a most heroic pose to the right, with one arm stretched into the air for good measure. "..." "..." "...WHATTAYALL WAITIN' FOR, GET 'EM ALREADY!" All at once they sprang into action- is what would have happened, if this were a movie. Well, they did all spring into action, roughly a dozen masked robbers. "Action", however, had many meanings, made evident by what types of action they did. Three of them immediately got into an argument with one another. One of them began banging on the counter, telling the teller to hurry up and bring the cash. Another robber actually ducked down alongside the civilians for no apparent reason. The remaining half a dozen or so held on to more traditional criminal values, and took up their arms as they tried to rush the two heroic posers in the most literal sense of the term. Swords, axes, one guy brandished a pen-knife for some reason? and another who was actually able to use magic fired a swift bolt of what looked to be pink slime. They came in all at once, weapons swinging and magic flinging- up until the pink slime smacked one of the sword-wielding criminals in the head, knocking him out with a thick thwop! sound. |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Nov 8 2015, 10:48 PM Post #12 |
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At that, the mage was silent. It's a school day, which meant that the kids weren't in the bank.. UNLESS THEY WERE SICK! But Dante really didn't see any kids in the bank so far, unless there was one hiding around like in the movies. He continued to pose though, without making eye contact or responding to the red super hero. He'll ignore that he was just corrected because in his world it totally never happened, in fact he forgot that entire scenario already. One of the group members told the men to 'get them', and attempt they did. The Falcon prepared himself by sheathing both of his blades, with the blunt edges in a position to strike. Just as he lowered his center of gravity, spread out his legs, and prepared to swing his swords, a chunk of pink slime knocked out the nearest opponent. Dante just... stared for a second, before the others jumped at him to swing their weapons/kitchen utensil. He blocked the first strike with a sword easily with his current stance; it was a side swipe so all the hero had to do was block it by moving the sword into a vertical position. The other man jumped at him and tried to swing his axe down at the blue and white hero. He jumped back, letting the side swing narrowly miss his body in the effort to evade the probably critical strike. With both of them swinging and missing, probably even swinging at each other in the process, The Falcon ran forward at his above average speed and attempted to smack them on the head, hard, with the blunt side of his blades to knock them out. The Falcon then ran towards the mage, preparing his blades for what could be another slime to the face. He had his right hand behind his back and his left in front of him in a horizontal 'deflecting' stance, like in the movies. Not that the stance was actually for the sword to defend him, in truth if he saw that the slime heading towards him was too fast for him to dodge or stop with the blade he'll just create a 2 meter in diameter shield to block the spell. That should be enough of a wall to stop the slime from.. knocking out the hero. "If you cry I'll make this painless." Dante said, as he proceeded to swing the sword cocked back at his face with he blunt end aiming for the big forehead target Dante imagined right over the man's eyebrows. |
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| 栄 Cryool | Nov 9 2015, 03:35 AM Post #13 |
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The pink slime had slow laxative effect, which might have been why that mage-robber had a look of pain about his face, but disregard that for now. Two sword-wielding robbers charged straight towards the Crimson Dawn, who materialized his mighty swinging shield-like weapon just in time to block both of their attacks before he himself charged forwards swinging, a punch to one robber's jaw making contact but an instant before a kick to the other one's shin. It wasn't quite enough to knock them out - but wildly swinging his weapon in their faces a few more times just about did the trick. That left the one with the pen-knife. A true expert of his craft and master of arms, the pen-knife wielding man spun his pen-knife around and around his fingers, a tricky illusion and bad habit all rolled up in one. Keeping his distance, the robber continued to spin and spin and spin his pen-knife, the sheer force of his skill putting the Crimson Dawn at a pause. Then, with a flick, the robber accidentally sent the pen-knife flying into the air and skidding on the floor, until it vanished under an office table. For a moment, the pen-knife-less robber and the Crimson Dawn exchanged equally emotionless glances. "Will the rest of you kindly get down on your knees and submit yourselves to the authorities?" The Crimson Dawn asked briskly, an unconscious robber laid out on the floor in front of him. The remaining conscious half of the robbers stared at the hero, then at the other hero who was liable to get diarrhea if he wasn't careful, then at one another. Then they took out their guns. |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Nov 9 2015, 09:54 PM Post #14 |
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The Falcon ran forward at his top speed with his shield in front of him; this left almost no openings for his body to get thwop'd. When he finally got in range he opened his shield and slammed his sword on the opponent's face; he didn't cry, but he was definitely on the ground and knocked out. The blue and white hero smiled, "Ha!! And another bad guy defea-" Dante then heard his stomach rumbling.. odd. He looked at the hand that swung the sword and noticed some PURPLE slime on it. He thought for a moment, then his eyes widened. "Holy shit, WHERE'S THE BATHROOM!" One of the captives pointed at the hall, there was a little blue sign with the male picture and the word 'Restroom.' Dante took off; one of the men took out a gun by this point while he was running out but got punched in the face so hard his head pink ponged when it hit the wall right behind him. He made a very quick turn, opened the door, and slammed it shut with enough force to echo through the bank. The robbers stared at the general direction of the super hero, but then reverted to the red and black one in front of them. As if in sync they all shot multiple rounds at the red and black hero to severely maim the man; at the same time there was a very loud strained screaming and moaning emanating from the restroom. "UUUUUUUUGH, AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! GET. OUT OF ME!!!! I'M... I'M... GOING SUPER SAYIN!!!" and just like that the poor man's voice was heard even through the gunshots. It made shooting the red hero kind of.. awkward, one of them was even about to go check up on Dante and see how he's doing, but a shot in his direction quickly made him continue shooting at the Crimson Dawn. "WHY?! JUST WHY?! WHY ME!! AAAAAAAAAAAH!" |
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| 栄 Cryool | Nov 12 2015, 07:51 AM Post #15 |
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The Crimson Dawn frowned - there was no time to bargain, only to act! With a mighty roar, the beloved red superhero supercharged his fist with swirling crimson energy, before punching the ground just as the first of the many gun-wielding criminal's shots was about to reach him- Pffweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! They- Half of them had water guns? Alas, it was too late for the lot of them, the Crimson Dawn had already punched with his fist of righteous fury, sending forth a shock wave of brilliant red JUSTICE all around! The force was- it was stronger than the bullets, it sent them flying back, no, it obliterated them! Those cheapskates, they'd been using weaponry of the lowest quality this whole time! "OH MY GOD HE'S SERIOUS-" One of the thugs had time to shout, before the shock wave hit, sending him reeling back into the stone pillar behind him. The other remaining criminals fared no better, as they tripped and stumbled and fell- mostly over each other. Even the Crimson Dawn could tell, they weren't exactly the most cohesive group of robbers. Namely because more of them were stumbling over one another than actually getting sent back by his attack, and their uncoordinated tripping and stepping on one another was causing them more damage than even he expected. The men's bathroom was a whole other kind of dangerous, as the bank's janitor was standing in front of the sink looking at the bathroom stalls. Armed with a mop, he looked such a perfect combination of fearful and angry that one almost expected him to blow up and then immediately deflate right then and there. |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Dec 4 2015, 02:00 AM Post #16 |
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The stall door slammed open, and the blonde left REJUVENATED! Having left what might have been his former self behind, in the toilet, the NEW hero was out and ready to beat some faces. He posed, before walking past the janitor and kicked the door open- only to be interrupted by many shots of WATER! The hero did the best he could do dodge, duck, and matrix out of ll of the possible stains to his expensive hero suit, ESPECIALLY the pants. He did, however, use the waters to wet his hands- oh it apparently had soap on it, no doubt to burn the eyes of those it splashes on- HOW EVIL! But also effective for hand washing. Coincidentally he knew that it took about two minutes to wash your hands effectively, but in this case, since they're in the middle of a fight, it was better if he instead took the 30 second short cut. He used as much friction as his body could produce with the limited amount of soap, scrubbed hard, between the fingers, tip of fingers, and just when he needed it a man with a MERF water gun slashed him and he used his hands to intercept the attack. Result: Clean hands. Now, back to Justice! The blonde hero unsheathed both of his blades, and ran towards the opponents! With them running away the hero had no choice but to do chase, and use one of his more signature skills! Kicking- ASSES! The hero jumped in the air and made a very brief front flip with his right foot swinging slowly at first but it quickly gained momentum and used the spin of his body and leg to make one very effective impact on someone's head. The man stood still for a moment, before falling back on the ground. Another tried to use his MERF water gun to hit Falcon's face, but his right hand jabbed his elbow, and his right foot kicked him in the leg to throw him off ballance. Then he cocked his fist back and punched the man's face in. He fell backwards. Two others ran at the Falcon with their guns out! Who runs and shoots these days?! The hero swerved to the sides several times while moving closer to his running opponents, and in an instant jabbed one of them in the neck. The man stumbled back, and in that same moment he grabbed the arm of the other male and twisted it back behind him, then used his free hand to choke him for a few seconds before he fell on the ground. "MY GOD THESE HEROES ARE SERIOUS! GUYS, STOP RESISTING!!" |
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| 栄 Cryool | Dec 4 2015, 05:51 AM Post #17 |
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The lot of them, the bandits and thieves and criminals, immediately fell to their knees and put their hands behind their heads - it looked like they had rehearsed this before, if the Crimson Dawn wasn't mistaken. Why, their posture for surrendering was simply perfect! Even the ones that were very clearly on the ground unconscious moments ago somehow magically just got right up and put their hands behind their heads as well; their ability to instantly regain consciousness didn't fly by the superhero's eyes! Walking over to the one that had shouted last, the Crimson Dawn pulled the man over to where the Falcon was by the sleeve of his shirt and by the hairs of his chinny chin chin. "Alright, unfortunate evildoer!" The superhero announced, standing proudly in a glorious pose of JUSTICE in front of the man. "I can tell many things - you are a trade criminal, your mother didn't love you enough, and, furthermore, that this heist was planned by someone above all of you!" How did he come up with such things? Well, first of all, this particular criminal had a nice and shiny Poinsettia Thieve's Union badge on the right sleeve of his jacket. Thirdly, there was no way any heist could consist of people who couldn't get along to this degree, not unless there was someone from higher up forcing them to do so! That much, the Crimson Dawn had learned by experience! Secondly, the Crimson Dawn didn't actually know how much the criminal's mom loved him, but nine out of ten criminals began to bawl when he said it, so he figured it might as well be used here and now! This particular fellow was a tough cookie, a tough cookie indeed! Even though tears were beginning to well out of his eyes, he shook his head and kept his mouth shut, spitting not a single word! "Fine! Falcon, interrogate him! You're better at this than I am!" |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Dec 4 2015, 06:22 AM Post #18 |
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The Falcon wondered how the Crimson Dawn knew that he was better at interrogating then he was, perhaps it was a well known fact inside Beast, Inc.? That wouldn't surprise The Falcon, considering he was.. well, the best MLG 360 noscope eyes shut all star super pro best person in general ever- hero in all of history... ever. He smiled, to the point where it gleamed, and posed once. All of the now surrendered henchmen just, watched him point upwards with his fist- BUT at an angle. "Since you insist, go ahead and watch. I've done lots of classes about this, so make sure to take notes." He's a lying sack of shit. The tearing man looked up at the hero, mouth still shut. "I'm not going to ta-" *Wham!* interrupted by a punch so strong that his upper body fell down to the ground, the hero knelt down to his level with one knee on the ground and one foot firmly planted on the ground. With this position he grabbed the man by the collar and started a barrage of rhythmic punches that seemed to copy their exact stances one after another- he poses lots in the mirror. The man, trying to speak, continued to get interrupted by another fist to the face. His hand tried to grab Dante's wrist, but NOT FAST ENOUGH! The fists continued slamming on his face, harder, and harder, to the point where one could see some purple start to form around the already red areas around his face. After a couple of minutes of continual punching the man cried, just straight up started bawling, and protected his face. The first smart thing he's done since before getting off the car to try and hijack this place. However, there was one thing he didn't know about Dante: It takes more then arms to get in the way of Justice! He continued to punch, even as the man said 'wait' and 'I'll ta-' and 'let me ta-', so much interruptions by fists one would think this were boxing. Oh wait, Dante isn't hugging him every two seconds, never mind. Eventually Dante's arm grew slightly tired, and his white glove seemed slightly stained. One tooth was on the ground, and the man was narrowly hanging by Dante's grip. His arms were in the way, which saved him from unconsciousness, but they were bruised up. "Wait, I'll talk please let me talk!" He said between Dante punching him twice, while being successfully blocked. Then the hero remembered- he was interrogating someone. "R-Right...." an awkward pause. "....." ".... Talk." ".. We have a L-" *WHAM!* another fist met his right jaw, probably the fourth time there too. "WHAT THE HELL MAN!" "Sorry, force of habit." Edited by THE Cat, Dec 4 2015, 06:24 AM.
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| 栄 Cryool | Dec 4 2015, 06:57 AM Post #19 |
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"-As I was saying, we have a llama in the back of one of our trucks!" As the criminal shouted his confession, the civilians and bankers, even the security guard, gasped. A llama? In the back of their trucks?! How did they manage to keep it in there for so long? "Also, a leader that called us all up and forced us to do this; his name is-" The Crimson Dawn held out his palm, stopping the criminal from going further. "Hold up! Give me your keys!" The man, confused beyond all heck, could only comply as he scrambled to pull out a small Goodbye Kitty keychain, complete with a set of keys. The red superhero turned around and ran right out the door, the eyes of the world upon him. Outside, the sound of jangling keys could be heard, followed by a long, loud, and altogether very rude sound, something akin to a wild animal fleeing its trappings to rampage around the city in its new-found freedom. The Crimson Dawn soon ran back to the cheers of everyone in the vicinity. "Alright now, you were saying?" "...We have a leader, his name is- his name is Bob!" The moment the man revealed his information, the rest of the criminals gasped in unison. "He's Bob, Bob, Bulldozer Bob, and he has an office in-" The interrogation was interrupted by a wave of shattered glass, as a wild animal burst through the window: a llama! Running fast and flying free, the mighty beast spat in the thief's face, before ramming into him. The criminal, struck by the force of a mighty llama, flew into the wall head-first as he slammed into the surface, leaving a human-shaped imprint! The llama turned right round, spat at the remaining criminals who were huddled together in fear, and promptly ran away! The man they had been interrogating - he was completely knocked out! |
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| 栄 THE Cat | Dec 4 2015, 07:22 AM Post #20 |
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"...." That just happened. The hero didn't fret for too long! For where there is one knocked out criminal trying to rob a bank there is at least fifteen others! He grabbed the nearest person by the collar and brought him over to the center of the room, where the previous unconscious body was once located but is now layed down beside a very hungry woman. Hungry for Justice! The man was quiet for a moment, before he spoke. "Alright, I've decided to ta-" *wham!* a fist met with his right jaw, shutting him up temporarily- which to the Falcon was more then enough reason to think he was resisting! Another punch, straight to his nose. The man whaled in pain, probably cuz he heard something crack slightly when the Falcon connected his knuckle to the rip of his nose. but, as he whaled, the Falcon could have sworn he heard a battle cry of sorts- ANOTHER FIST TO THE FACE! With the right side of his face already showing signs of red, he tried to speak but could only mutter a handful of words- "Wai i twy to sp-" ANOTHER PUNCH TO THE FACE! Harder too, he was obviously trying to curse the hero in some kind of unknown language. Striking before he could complete his sentence was crucial to stopping the hexing/cursing process. He nodded to himself as the man remained quiet yet again. Showing more signs of resistance! TEO MORE PUNCHES FOR HIM! The man, by this point trying not to cry, raised his hand to stop the assault of fists, but Dante saw that as an act of attack! And continued to punch him in the face only harder yet then previously! The man, holding still by this point, looked at Dante- "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!!" "JUSTICE!!" Another punch to the face. The man tried to speak yet again, but continued to be interrupted by the apparently hostile hero. 'Please-' 'I want to-' 'Let me-' 'STO-' then Dante's arm got tired, he rubbed it with his other hand and rotated the shoulder in circles to stretch it out. He looked at Crimson Dawn. "Alright, you go. My arm is getting tired." |
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