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The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
The Book that is Hyakuji's Story has come to a close. However, there are still plenty of stories left to be told in the madcap Anime Universe it inhabits. As one book closes, so too does another open. Presented by veteran Hyakuji Staff Members, check out the next generation EVOLUTION of "Anything-Goes" Anime Roleplaying at Senki Academy
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| [Arcadia] Walpurgis Night 01: Dracula's Castle | |
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| Fin | Apr 14 2014, 09:21 AM Post #16 |
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One does not simply eat one packet of mee goreng
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Well, it was inevitable anyway, so he can't be too surprised. It still doesn't at all alleviate the tension in the room as now they're all under attack by some powerfully mysterious tendrils that actually took out Makoto in one hit! Somewhat literally too, she was taken out of the battlefield in a blink of an eye. "Goddammit, we don't ever get the easy jobs...!" The young man growled in irritation, leaping aside in time to avoid a couple of tendrils that tried to tear through him, before himself darting through and away from the chaos towards the balcony! He could only think of one route left to go. HE'S GOING UP!!! CRACK!!! Once out onto the balcony the young man turned around, kicked hard off teh floor and leaped up the wall, driving his sword into the wall to be used as leverage to get himself up to the next floor! Honestly speaking he has absolutely no idea where in the hell Hiro or Makoto would be in this castle, if they're both still even alive, but from Brauner's words he could at least figure that Hiro is still alive... and they have him. He was only following his hunch, something important that is going to be done in such grandiose is going to be done somewhere with a very... very... Damn, he couldn't find the word, he just think they're going to be up there where they can really show off as much importance as possible! So he's scaling the outside wall of the castle up to god knows how many levels! And leaving behind everyone. |
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| Super Hurricane | Apr 16 2014, 03:08 PM Post #17 |
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The Middleman (stubborn, yet relaxed)
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"I will not shut up for your own benefit. For my magic to work, I must be able to speak, and the fact you brought a gun to this sort of thing could work wonders with my magic. If you could, tell me the exact measurements of the bullets that you are using so I may amplify them and expand them into deadly missiles that can destroy the walls." Shad stated plainly towards Lucy, awhile reminding himself of how naive she is of the vampire world in general. "As for disadvantage, all we have to do is destroy the painting he just went through. But I digress, since if he's listening in, he should know that the people he let in don't plan to revive the 'dark lord' at all as they lied to him." "Awaken, Huginn!" Shad swiped his face with his hand, changing the uber-thick lenses with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, whih immediately turned his body into a hostile magnet for all the tendrils to notice and attack him at will (as well as Brauner if he was watching). With that done, he should have made himself a single target for all enemies to attack him outright, as he charged in with Excalibur towards the closest one by him, the holy light illuminating from it split and utterly destroyed it with the horizonal swing, watching both back and front to keep track of the tendrils. |
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| Lawman | Apr 19 2014, 12:21 PM Post #18 |
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Chosen of Ares
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"I don't like it when the enemy is this self-assured..." Selene remarked as negotiations with the lord of the castle broke down, necessitating the use of force in order to advance. The corporate heiress has afterall seen her fair share of battles to know that when an enemy speaks with this level of confidence, he was either arrogant, or really good. "Such smugness is almost as aggravating as dirty cowardice," Lavender added as Brauner vanished, content to let his minions do the dirty work. If there was a type of foe that the aeromancer found just as annoying as a dirty coward, it was a supremely confident opponent. As the tendrils of the now animated paintings launched an offensive, the aeromancer would make a sweeping gesture with her right hand. "Begone!" A lavender-colored vortex whirled around the aeromancer, although this time round it wasn't her typical battle aura, but rather a short-ranged, omnidirectional saber gust that would seek to shred any and all attacking tendrils within reach. "Shad, now would be a good time to use your soul weapon to pull aggro," the aeromancer commented as she began compressing air into a sphere in her left hand. "Rest of you, the moment Shad pulls aggro I want you to focus your attacks on the paintings... and NOW!" came Lavender's order. "Acknowledged!" Selene remarked the moment Shad summoned his soul weapon, the corporate heiress summoning her own - Naur and Heleg - in preparation of when she would expect the tendrils to all make a beeline for Shad. "Naur, go!" Selene shouted as she pointed at one of the paintings, the orange crystal glowing before firing a searing laser-like beam of heat at the foul piece of artwork, looking to set it aflame! "Let them eat plasma," Lavender remarked as blue-white orb formed from the compressed air, having generated such an intense pressure that the gases have heated up to form a globe of plasma, and anyone with electromancy or aeromancy abilities would detect a sudden spike in ambient electrical activity. Pivoting around the torso, the aeromancer wound up like a pitcher in a baseball game to make a tossing action to send her orb of superheated plasma towards another painting at a far wall, to create a fiery explosion like that of a fuel-air explosive upon impact. |
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| Captain | Apr 24 2014, 02:33 AM Post #19 |
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"God dammit, Would they just listen for ONCE?" Damon groaned out, his diplomacy attempt failing. Alright, incoming paint tendrils, defense needed, and they were coming in from the air. His soul weapon was useless here, he needed something that would cover all directions. And something that wouldn't was what little light he had managed to gather. With a willed action, shadows surrounded Damon, a sphere of darkness in place to hopefully deflect the paint-based tendrils. Alright, so, pale man, painting powers, fairly rational but fixated on the task. Knowing this place, likely vampire, that would account for his age and his seeing them all as children. Damon was already beginning to try to work out a plan for this, but he was going to need more time. He couldn't make a plan on the fly that would work well. Elemancy: 5/16 8 Base -3 Medium Use |
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