It was destruction.
Everywhere was the land charred and beaten, with absolutely no life possible even through plants. And the causes for such chaos stood across from each other.
A ghostly wind swept through the area as Ark stared at Zaleos and his personal weapon; his arms were folded behind his head, a look of bemusement on his face.
Then he smiled.
"Egos," he started as he casually made his way forward. "Ironic that the one to be able to control them would have an uncontrollable one himself. Is that why, perhaps, that no one finds you worthy of a relationship." Several weapons, he noticed, had been created and lunged at him. Solid walls of light shot up the ground to shield him, and any weapon that got through he dodged with barely an effort. His gaze didn't leave Zaleos.
"This power of yours is powerful but you cling to it stubbornly. I suppose I'm not one to talk, but it's certainly a pathetic sight." Noticing barely any movement from Zaleos's personal weapon, Ark's eye shined. Whether he caused his opponent to momentarily forget to use his weapon or his powers was unknown, but Ark smiled nonetheless as he stopped a few feet away from him.
"My, how powerful. Now, seraphim, shall you come with me or shall we break your ego more by exclaiming to the world that an irresistible being like you has been caught?"
(not sure how to word the title //sweats)
But anyways, first forum game, woohoo-
The scenario is that your OC catches the above OC after running after them, or it could just be something like catching the OC above redhanded in the act.
What does your OC do? Give a gentle admonishing, a more blunt verbal beatdown, or something more... physical?
Onto the rules so this doesn't descend into chaos:
- If any issues arise, PM me! Rules may be subject to change.
- (New) Don't post characters that are only visible to authorized users/only visible to you; the only exception is if you have an access key, but otherwise please don't, it ruins the game flow.
- (New) On the same vein, do not post any characters without a bio. If you do, you will be skipped.
- Put any sensitive content under a spoiler or black it out, like this. Please make sure the text color and the background color are the same!!
- Please, nothing sexual/NSFW; I am a minor and I can't mature this thread, so PG-13 at most.
- Romance is allowed though (though i'm not sure if that'll ever come in this thread), but no romantic adult/minor interactions. If I catch this, I will immediately ban you.
- Please put effort in your responses, make your response at least 3 sentences long. No cookie-cutter responses either.
- Edited rule: Please don't get violent unless the above person is alright with that.
- For now there's no "Wait X posts before posting again" rule since I don't know if this is going to be popular or not, but if this becomes popular then I'll add one.
User 1: *posts IC as Hermes* lol first fite me
User 2: *posts IC as Raphael* "What the- give me that scalpel back, Hermes! You're gonna hurt someone with that!"
User 3: *posts IC as Tsuko* "Wait, why am I going after you? Uhhh... is going back to whatever I was doing an option? No?"
Ban list. This thread will operate on a "3 strikes and you're out" basis, though I may ban you immediately depending on what you did.
None, let's keep it that way.
Alright, let's start. I'll be sacrificing Hel.
Major violence is OK, but please put it under a spoiler or black it out.
If you want, you can just claim a spot and skip me.
"....How distasteful."
Ana regards the man with a cold, grey stare, clicking her tongue when her gaze falls to his collar. It seems another foolish mortal has been playing with fate. Again.
Even with tired eyes, it is but child's play to recognize a thread that she's touched millions of times.
She wants to pull it taut around his neck. A lesson to be learned the hard way, no doubt.
She'll pull his free will from his throat like she's plucking a flower. Nip it in the bud, and yank the roots out.
It's her job to hunt those who stray from the Goddess's path, and Kaine is no exception.
A clink of metal can be heard as the priestess unsheathes half of Atropos with a flick of her wrist, the massive scissor unlatching from its hinges so she may wield it as a blade.
"I suppose you're in need of a lesson."
(Just gonna say you're an excellent writer and this in no way compares to what you can do but I tried my best!)
"Oi. You."
The dragon, in full military garb, stared the rabbit boy down, spitting out a piece of gum he'd been chewing for the past half hour. The kid didn't look to difficult to take down in Sting's opinion, but god damn the reports stated otherwise.
"Cube boy, hm?"
"Well, is that what they're calling me?" Butch gave Sting a smirk, standing in a rather relaxed pose.
"Nah, I just can't be bothered to refer to you sorts of people by name. Honestly, sending a SEAL to do a cop's work? Pathetic." With a sigh, Sting took a step closer, stopped only by a bunch of cubes flying at his face. Coughing and sputtering, he swatted them away, snarling, but at that point the lapin had materialized a machine gun with a cocky glare.
"Really is pathetic. You're not worth my time."
"Not gonna shoot that thing at me?" The dragon had a serious spark in his remaining eye, snarling slightly.
"What makes you think you're worth it?"
"I've had my guts pumped full of worse."
"Like?"
"Venus's cooking." With that statement and a sudden drive to put this kid in his place, Sting whacked the gun away with his tail mid-leap and kicked Butch to the ground, face down, setting a foot on his back. "Don't go thinking I'm not worth your time, son. I pack more punch than I seem."
(Person below me, mercy literally /is/ the law, so him being caught red handed is pretty hard~)
Mercy steps up towards you, his gun pointed, although he didn't intend to use it.
"Miltary, eh? Ah think ya'll may be doing this wrong.."
He pockets the gun in his flaming hands.
"Unless ya'll are, what, some fake weirdos playing preten', i'd stay out of business like this... Ya might just get yourself in trouble with the law.."
" 'Cause that law is me."
He turns back around to walk away, but stops. "An' don't think 'bout doin' somethin' like that again... I'm always watchin'."
(it is kind of an unspoken rule that outsiders shouldn't be within hive territories, but it's not really considered a law by outsiders. It is more along the lines of "if you go there you may die or be enslaved.")
Snowpuff trotted through the dead, magic drained territory looking for a spot to nap. The ground was too firm to be a good nap spot, perhaps if he piled up dead leaves. He glanced around looking to see if anyone below his rank was there, he honestly didn’t feel like doing it himself. He spotted a blue-scaled common hissing at something, now as much as he didn’t care for the hierarchy he would still use it to get out of doing menial tasks.
“hey! Could you gather leaves for me? I would but I am tired.” He called out to the common.
The common’s ears perked up and it eagerly looked at Snowpuff before motioning towards what it had been hissing at, it looked like a living star. Within this territory? That shouldn’t have happened, no outsiders are allowed unless they have offerings or are invited. What did it mean it couldn’t be doing wrong? It was the law? Snowpuff tilted his head to the side. Did it not know? Ignorance is no excuse for breaking the law, was that how it went? Snowpuff snickered well if it was the law it wouldn’t mind following the law here.
“Call others and do what you want with it,” Snowpuff groaned, now he had to find a new spot.
(Snowpuff pretty much takes, eats or does what he wants and is unlikely to even try to get away so catching him shouldn’t be too hard, moving him, however, would be difficult. Lazy lump)
Alcott breathed in slowly as he stared down at the dragon napping in front of the school. The entire staff of the school stood at the roof to gaze down at the beast plopped down in front of the doors, keeping most of the students out and the rest afraid to get within sight of the thing. All the teachers tried to suggest ideas on what to do, but it kept going to a dead end when the conversation turned to who would confront the beast.
Exhaling a stream of smoke, Alcott dropped his cigarette and crushed it with his shoe. "I'm not staying here all weekend," he muttered and let his wings stretch out. He flew down until he was in front of Snowpuff, tapping the snout with his shoe. "Hey. Up and at 'em. C'mon, let the kids out," he demanded. When met with a yawn, a vein pulsed at the side of Alcott's head. He tried to grab at him but Snowpuff was moving his head almost tauntingly. Finally, the teacher caught his ears. Furiously flapping his wings, Alcott managed to drag the creature away from the doors.
(@Lokisdottir Skip me, that was just a bump post I made! If the post shows up as "N/A" on last updated that means you've been blocked, but if it shows up as the last poster it means that the post was just deleted)
Vururi bumps into Holland's leg. She backs up and notices who it is. She's heard of him before, that one adult with the brain of a young child. "Uh...hi..." Vururi looked up to Holland's face. "Please don't squish me, or I'll inhale you..." She backs away, hoping that she would not be considered a plushie or something.
"Well don't you cut an intimidating figure?" Despite the humor in their tone, Chance couldn't deny they were intimidated. Eleven was significantly taller than the human and the scythe he carried looked very intimidating indeed. Still, the smile never left Chance's face as they strode towards him. "I'm sorry it has to come to this, really." Apologetic, Chance charged at him. Ducking under a swing of the scythe, they pulled out their knife. As they reached him, they twisted their wrist, playfully tapping him with the handle.
"Tag! You're it!"