Kuma_From_Argentina (Level 14)

Watching Gokaiger and realizing that Marvelous is a walking Harlock Reference
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Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Theme Song Game

I can se Taylor singing this in the creepiest voice imaginable....like fucking sinister XD

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Osaka Ablaze RP

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Seemingly the combined strikes of Naoto, K-4 and Elise managed to stop Masako on his tracks, capturing him inside a crystal spike. Seen from outside he seemed like a bug caught in amber, a blurry statue seen through azure glass, yet his eyes, still encased in the organic metal maintained their sinister crimson glow. The young Clone was a bit relieved by the situation, looking at K-1 was like seeing his reflection in a dark mirror and that scared him.

-That was amazing Neesan! - K-4 gesticulated with child-like joy. –You threw those lights that when “SWIIIISH”… and Ojiisan here with his sword was so cool with the “SWHIIINGG! - He was completely ecstatic after the fight, seeing his current companions in action, but on the other hand he could feel that the fight wasn’t over and as he wanted to protect them he decided to keep that information.

He grabbed their hands with a very serious, for his boyish looks, expression. –Come on! We should be going to Kago-jiisan laboratory; I don’t want to be close to this man. - He gave Masako a terrified look. - He scares me a lot…- Inside the Crystal prison small cracks, almost imperceptible started to appear as the metallic cuirass around Masako started to shift and move trying to find structural weak points on the prison.

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Raisa nodded in gratitude at Haruko as she leaned on her side against a wall while sitting on the floor. She looked around seeing that most of the battles had ended at ground level, but in any moments a new one could start, between comrades. That could prove to be a problem.

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Shooting at the incoming debris would be the logical thing to do in the occasion, but Andy had a different plan. He rolled backwards, letting the chunks of concrete fly over him, not even scrapping his heavily armored body, but this movement ended up creating the blind spot through which Sid advanced. As the Heir to the Bonham’s finished the roll and stood up the kick was already in motion, ready to cleave his head off.

-You green-bottomed cunt! - He cursed as he placed both SMG on the trajectory to his neck. Sid’s kick was powerful to break both weapons and more. The force behind the attack managed to reach the Kevlar collar of his armor and launched Andy into the air. The armored collar stopped the kick from breaking his neck, but it would leave a nasty bruise.

The Sniper did a small acrobatic recovery in the air, using one hand to grab an iron girder of the water tank and broke the impulse of the attack. From his elevated position he taunted Sid. –That was just a fluke yellow monkey, so don’t get cocky with your fancy kung fu tricks…- The Sniper took a grenade from the belt crossing his chest. –Fancy a grenade mate?-

And with that as the only warning Andy threw the explosive at Sid while he jumped away from it, leaving behind a smoke grenade as well to cover his escape. The fight would end in a tie, but only if it ended now, because Andy as any Sniper with some self respect had an eye on the rest of the battle and noticed he wouldn’t last long against the combined forces down there.

It was a more logical strategy to retreat and take on Sid in another occasion.

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Aoki crawled out of the entrance, just as Dan and Crow were about to start fighting. With terror on his eyes he glanced at the destroyed FMY. He wanted to scream in frustration, as those Cyborgs were the most expensive things he bought on his life and surely would have tripled the investment with time, but now he was broken thanks to this group of freaks… He needed to escape, if he could retreat he could reform his empire, he did it once and he would do it again.

With that in mind he started crawling away from the group, hoping they were too distracted to notice him fleeing. –I will have my revenge, this freaks will now my name and fear me-

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-Rin-chan, are you okay? - Yuriko asked as she helped Rin walk. Both of them were quite banged up after fighting half of Aoki’s minions. Not even two Hidden Worlders could handle so many people while being so injured.

-Yes Kaz…Yuriko-san, I’m perfectly fine…- She said that, but the youngest Shishioh was quite damaged, or at least she was as damaged as her friend, but Yuriko was tougher than Rin. As she spoke blood slid down her temple and started dripping over her shirt.

-Don’t you think this is kind of stupid? - The Fist Heiress spoke with a thoughtful voice, as if she was talking to herself more than to her friend.

-What? This fight ? Gen’s abduction? Aoki’s immense underground complex? - Rin wasn’t in the mood for philosophical debates, but she really needed to do something to stay awake, as the blood loss and accumulated damage was about to knock her out cold.

-Everything, it’s an odd feeling like I was being watched. Or maybe the blood loss is speaking…- She replied with a strange tone, as if she was trying to hint something, but Rin was too tired to get that.

-You’re really weird Yuriko-san…Thanks for helping me out. - Rin spoke from the heart, something she never had done before, always trapped inside the image her parents wanted her to project, never showing how she was. Maybe that’s why she respected Yuriko and Gen, they weren’t afraid of shattering what others wanted to think about them, Rin could even consider being jealous of the freedom they had.

Yuriko sobbed in silence after hearing Rin, while both already at the edge of their strength noticed the exit and walked towards it. But as they did a chill coursed through their spines, as if somebody was watching them… For a moment they wanted to turn around but the strange feeling vanished and the couple of warriors restarted their pitiful advance, now in high alert.

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-My most esteemed wife, are you ready to depart? We must arrive to Osaka before the breaking dawn if we desire to see our son operation. - A short and stout man talked in perfect English. He was dressed in an elegant suit and from the looks of the jewelry on his fingers and elegant watch he was pretty rich. He had graying hair combed backwards and a very elegant beard. His eyes were hidden behind red tinted glass with golden frames.

-My honorable husband, I’m ready to leave, please ask the pilot to start the jet so we can depart as soon as we arrive to our airfield. - A woman on her late forties appeared atop the stairs. Her black hair was neatly tied on a knot that gave her the appearance of a very strict teacher. She was wearing an elegant evening dress and carried even more jewelry than her husband. She had matching glasses, red tinted glass with golden frames. Over her dress she used a fur coat.

-Then let’s go my dear wife, we must see to our only and most precious heir security, welfare and health, he must recover soon, so he can take the enterprise and elevate it to new heights.- The couple walked towards the exit as rows of servants bowed to them and two more opened the door for them.

As they walked down the stairs of their lavish manor near Kyoto a man moved towards the couple. He was around 50 years old, had black hair combed backwards and tied on a short ponytail. He used transparent glasses with a delicate silver frame. He was using a full suit with English cut, from his posture and attitude it was more than obvious he was the Butler.

–Mr. Shishioh, the plane is ready and the crew in Osaka is also prepared for your arrival. I’ll travel in the service area of the plane and keep contact with the “specialist” in Osaka to gather information of the situation. - He walked away for a moment but turned around as if he remembered something.

-We also found your daughter, seemingly she entered Osaka before the JHWAB realized their blockade around the city, and seemingly she was alongside Yuriko Kazegawa, of the Kazegawa family. They travelled to Osaka from Sakurajima, the same Island your son was - But the butler was interrupted mid sentence by Mrs. Shishioh.

-We only have one son! And he never went to that island, always remember that Mr. Oboide, or you will end up like your predecessor Mr. Takamaru. - She screamed with fury, her veins popping out, extremely noticeable considering how well her skin was for her age. It was a terrible contrast.

-My deepest apologies Madam, it won’t happen again, just a fleeting slip of the tongue. - After that brief apology he returned to his briefing. –We received a request to airlift one of Minato-dono associates to help him control the situation, as your orders were to do everything in our hand to facilitate Minato’s work I already green lit the transport.-

-Did our men see his “associate”? - asked Mr. Shishioh with curiosity.

-Yes, it was quiet young man, very well dressed. But he wasn’t strange, his pet was. They told me he was travelling alongside a “robotic” dog. - The Butler, Kyotei Oboide, replied without even changing the servile tone of his voice.

-How charming, I may buy one of those, it would help me on my hunting expeditions.- Mr. Shishioh smiled. –That would be all for now Mr. Oboide, thank you for your services, I may ask for you during the flight to get the update you mentioned.-

-Your wish is my command Mr. Shishioh. - The Butler bowed and left to sit on one of the bodyguards cars while the Shishioh’s took the limousine

The Shishioh Family would be reunited for first time in 4 years, all of them in the same city at the same time.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

Off-Topic » What is your religion?

I believe there is a higher force than us (it would explain a lot) but I dont connect it with any traditional dogma

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » The Cave (RP)

@Justalittlegirl: @Fehafare: @Vapovile: @waybig1010101: @Lobos_Del_Rayo:

Dan desperate tackle was fruitful, in more ways that he could think. The Kappa wasn’t expecting this sudden charge and was unprepared to meet the blazing pink comet head on. The impact between his thick skin and Dan’s Ki sounded like a powerful gong, and even if he had some sort of mystical aura around him, thanks to his proximity to water, this extra defense was brutally shattered.

Dan’s courage was underestimated by the Kappa as he expected the Martial Artist to cower in fear; instead he was knocked off his feet with a loud popping sound as the suction cups in the soles of his feet lost their grip on the deck. –Ugh!- The Kappa grunted as he was pushed over board headfirst. The pillar of water returned to the sea, but he was more than capable to avoid falling himself into the water.

He latched onto the railing of the boat with the suction cups on his palms and jumped over it landing on the wooden deck, he slipped to the side of Dan, surely allowing the Martial Artist to fall into the water, the perfect place for him to attack.

-It’s the end of the line, youngling, you won’t get another chance like…like…huff…huff…huff…- after panting for a moment the Kappa collapsed on the deck, twitching in the floor and breathing heavily, as if he was in pain.

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-Of course my man! - Goemon Williams stern look swiftly changed by a smile as soon as he saw the license Jose carried. –Hop on my beautiful Arashi 3000 and I’ll take you there! Screw the JHWAB, Bounty Hunters must stick together when the push comes to shove! - Goemon extended his hand at Jose as he asked.

–So why do you need to the island, the sniveling bureaucrat in charge didn’t told me or the other BHA member a lot about our mission, he only said we were here to stop anybody from getting to the island…who or what in the world is here, in the middle of nowhere? - He spoke with honesty; he didn’t know at all why they were guarding Sakurajima.

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-Is not the place of Knight to question the orders he receives. - Callis spoke with unwavering conviction, not naïve belief, as somebody who has chosen his own path. In a sudden explosion of movement Callis used the railing to run past Sid placing himself in-between the Master Kicker and Sakurajima with inhuman agility and flexibility.

-And most assuredly the place of a Knight isn’t where he can be fooled or tricked by words.- This time around he was in a full fighting stance, ready to fight at seconds notice. –I ask you once more Mes Renen, turn back or I’ll be forced to wage battle against you, something I do not desire but I’ll do wholeheartedly if needed, such is the path of a Knight-

This time around the Beast Knight didn’t seem to be open to negotiation anymore. His keen senses helped him notice how Sid’s body was readying to spring into action and he reacted accordingly.

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Jin was shocked to see his Kaze no Reiya (風の霊矢/Wind’s Spirit Arrow) was matched by Crow’s hastily launched “Flecha”. The sudden explosion of lighting and wind served as a smokescreen for the Last Gunslinger to move into a more suited position to shoot him, yet the winds where Jin’s friends and they whispered to him. The Half Tengu did an evasive maneuver, moving away from Crow’s bullets.

-I’m sorry for causing you distress Cementerio-dono, but I cannot allow you passage through these waters.- His evasive twirl turned into a full loop as he lunged forward with his staff to receive Quicksilver clashing both weapons. His staff may not be as durable as Crow’s but its magical nature and the coating of NE allowed it to impact against the Legendary Gun without ill-effects.

-And for more obvious reasons. - He gave a small glance to his wings. –You won’t triumph through the skies. - He pressured down Crow, keeping his staff in a deadlock against Quicksilver and pushed downwards with his mighty wings. Once again he chanted and a swirling vortex of wing surged from his wings, trying to ram Crow vertically into the boat, surely ending the Gunslinger and the transport.

-Ryusei-fu Rei (流星風霊/Wind’s Spirit Meteor) - He proclaimed the technique name, still not noticing the Old Captain change in demeanor.

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I can only feel pain… nothing but pain….

I could help… only if you want me to…

You could, but what would it cost me?

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » (LOCATION) Inazuma Gakuen: The School of Warriors

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: @Vapovile: @Fehafare: @SamJaz:

People in the bar looked at Eaglestrider as he almost shouted his rant. Some teachers in the modernist faction cheered after they finished talking, while an equal amount of traditionalist looked at the massive Imperial with mixed feelings, those being hatred and rage mostly. Garo and Kurosawa also were displaced the former a bit more than the later, their expression soured a bit more when Artemis exposed her point of view, but they didn’t say a thing.

On the other hand Fukitsuna and Kurogane were grinning like fools, enjoying the little victory they got against their colleagues of class L. –Well it seems we have majority old man, you should go and play with your stick and string while you can, as you may be needing a new job in a couple of years.- Kurogane rudely teased Garo, who for first time didn’t reply as he pondered in thought about the words of the Gun Ninja.

Kurosawa-sensei, sensing the pressure in the air decided that it was for the best to leave. –I think is time for us to return Garo, we need to prepare for tomorrow’s class- Garo nodded with a grunt and stood up. Yet Kurogane didn’t want to let up. –Yes, you better leave to prepare, your students will need it if two fossils are giving classes, at least Miss Jaeger here… - The Ninja looked at her and smiled under his mask. –Has some sense to understand how the real world works.-

Kurosawa sighed as he knew no matter what he did Garo wouldn’t let this slide. The Veteran Archer turned around with an icy glare. He walked towards Kurogane and without crossing a single word he lifted him from the neck with a single hand and slammed him against a wooden pillar. The whole pub went silent as the Archer eyes were locked on Kurogane, who suddenly had lost all of his cockiness.

-Let me tell you something boy… I’ve killed Yokai before you knew how to shit by yourself and I you may call me old for that, but god knows I could kill you whenever I want to.- His tone of voice was a clear indicator that he wasn’t joking. –The only reason you aren’t doing an impression of a porcupine right now is that the school rules forbid me to.- Garo grabbed an arrow from his quiver and suddenly aimed at Kurogane’s face

The Ninja closed his eyes and heard the arrow pierce the pillar, right beside his ear. – I would have let this slide if you insulted only me, but Kurosawa-sensei is off limit you half-boiled piece of shit, understood?- Kurogane nodded slowly, clearly terrified on Garo. The Veteran Archer let loosened his grip and walked away looking at Kurogane’s partner as he talked. –Get your students ready for tomorrow we are having some sparring matches Fukitsuna.-

The Teacher with the Metallic arm smiled. –Considered it done Garo-san.-

Kurosawa turned to Artemis. –Sorry you had to see that in the first day, tensions tend to build up in these situations… No matter how well trained you’re being around so many fighters tend to keep people like Garo, who really on instinct is usually on edge. You surely understand that feeling considering your main occupation. Feel free to stay here we will reserve the venue for the sparring.-

-Eaglestrider-dono, Romanoff-dono, it was a pleasure to meet you. - Garo almost growled the lines while Kurosawa said them politely. With that said the Archer and the Lancer left the pub while Kurogane was dazzled in the floor scared shitless.

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Ayla didn’t release her hold over Toramaru, with her kneed over the young Oni throat, her foot blocking on arm and her other knee pinning down the other arm. She heard Archer’s please with and stared at him with cold eyes for a moment, as her knife was pressed against the young Myth Soldier neck, about to draw blood.

-Tsk.- Ayla stood up releasing Toramaru while keeping eye contact with Archer, just out of pure instinct keeping her guard up.

The girl left without crossing any words with them, a bit unnerving, but as soon as she was at a good enough distance Toramaru started standing up, cleaning the dust out of his clothes. He turned to Archer with a big and dumb smile

-That went well…I was totally worth it...- He spoke more as if he was trying to convince himself than Archer. –At least I got a longer look of her panties when she pinned me down HAHAHA- His laugh was as loud as it was honest. The Half Oni patted Archer’s back. –Thanks for the save Archer-san, I could’ve get out on my own, but I was enjoying the view…either way you are brave, that girl was quite scary and you stood for me.-

Toramaru extended his hand –You’re really a stand up guy Archer-san, I’m glad I found somebody so reliable to be my friend in this school, I was pretty worried about it.- He spoke with honesty and openness. He really considered Ross to be his friend and his extended hand wasn’t just a display of comradeship, but for him it was a contract, he would help Archer on anything he needed.

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Andy stopped right in front of a structure built into the side of the mountains that circled the town. It was a traditional Japanese building and the sign over the entrance clearly stated that was a thermal spring.

-Behold, the most Japanese thing I can think off and wanted to do, a traditional bathhouse! Nothing illegal Keiji, just warm water and maybe some voyeuristically escapades. - Andy said this without an indoor voice, gathering at least a couple of awkward glances from the people walking around them.

-We should get in before the place gets crowded with old guys; they told me they get quite drunk. - With that said the youngest heir to the Bonham Family led the way into the bathhouse, a sturdy building with a great lobby that opened to two changing rooms, each leading to the separated springs, one for men and other for women.

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The three girls reacted in different ways to Alicia’s story. Izumi gently smiled, feeling some empathy for her, understanding now more about her personality. Jean tried to stay cool and not show her emotions, yet it was very noticeable she was trying hard not to cry. Batilda…well she started sobbing and threw herself to hug Alicia (quite strongly). –Bwaaah….you poor thing- and started patting the head of the young Heiress. As this unfolded Nusumi was waiting for an opening, completely focused on them, so much that he didn’t notice somebody was tailing him.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Japanese Hidden World Affairs Bureau

New update with info on the inner workings of the JHWAB as well the profile for Iyana.

I'll add Jin and the Kappa tomorrow

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Ikari Fukushi (Character Bio)

@waybig1010101: Wait until you see his look

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Theme Song Game

Elias Crown

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

Off-Topic » The Student of Vice

I'm currently doing entrance exams to the ENERC the best movie school in Argentina.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » [Reboot Profile] Keith MacKenzie - The Azure Warlock

@willyvereb:

One thing is unexpected factors, but you can’t base a whole story on unexpected factors. In essence RPGing is telling a story and you can’t do that if every part of it is written by a different writer.

You need a structure, usually given by whoever is setting the scene and creates the NPC's and the NPC opponents if needed. Is like trying to play a raid in WOW with 3 level 20 characters and 1 level 100.... You need to have some sort of balance, if you don’t then you can have a proper story it will only be a power trip for 1 character. Is RPG 101.

I'm not bitter, nor overly harsh. I'm cautious. The current generation of player has done an enormous effort to have a balanced forum without Arms Races. We all did, trying to avoid the Gekido Sunrise times, in which Universal characters were too damn common. (I'm not saying your character is universal)

Your bio works in the matter of a contract. You share with us what your character can do or cannot do so we can write with that in mind and know how to react. As you do when you see our bio. Making a character that has multiple unknown last resort options that nobody know and you can use whenever you like isn’t creative. It's cheap; you can’t Deus Ex Machina your way around problems if they happen.

In fact even worse as knowing that you have unknown last resorts ready will make every writer that happens to have a character facing against yours will be extra careful to avoid said last resorts and surely alter their behavior of their character, thus making their post worse.

I’m not saying this through simple observation; I have studied Game Design and the psychological elements to it. (I currently work as a freelance writer for comics and videogames) And I have some notions about how players react in the face of sudden shifts that weren’t foreshadowed.

You make a bio with powers so vaguely described that I don’t know what to think and even if they aren’t hax the lack of description grants your character an excess of versatility. How can anybody challenge a character that potentially has a solution for everything?

Being able to fail is what makes a character grow, your character seems to be built to survive anything you throw at him, or better said, gives that impression as there is no tangible real weakness for him to have, all is vague and not described. We cannot know what’s inside your mind by art of magic, you need to write it.

And I’m sure nobody would wants to have the bad surprise of making an effort to write an action or make a plan and get it destroyed by one of your characters unknown magic last cards. Once again I say that’s cheap.

Your character as he is now is difficult to write into a difficult situation or to write against him, as he seemingly can do almost anything, at least in base to how little you described his powers and left them open for interpretation.

This is not only for a personal dislike of overpowered characters, but mostly for the forum. And as I said, even if Keith isn’t powerful he seems stupidly versatile. Not having blind spots makes a boring character.

@willyvereb said:

1. The point of these profiles is to give players a general idea of what to make of a character.
2. That being said I of course will be detailing my abilities, most of them. Otherwise people will get confused when I bring up their names, which is no good.

1. Yes, but your character general idea seems to be "I can do anything I need to do" in a very Superman-like style "Superman has every power except the ones he still doesnt needs"

2. I asked that in my original message, to make the abilities less vague. Remember to add a weakness or two.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » [Reboot Profile] Keith MacKenzie - The Azure Warlock

@willyvereb: If he has "vague" powers then he can have any power.

Is impossible to balance a good RP challenge if one of the players has a swiss army knife and the others one tool each.

You can plan on challenging stuff ahead. Your character, as he lacks any noticeable weakness and has "vaguely" defined powers I dont know what the hell to make of him when it comes to creating threads. What's the point of planning an RP with challenges if a character can raze through everything without sweating. Because "vague" is just a another term for "I have any power I need" You can try to tell me your character wont be like that, but until I see well defined powers I wont allow him in my threads.

I want to save me the headache of knowing that most of what I can put as a challenge will be ignored or overcome without a hint of struggling.

And that's my final word on the matter.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » [Reboot Profile] Keith MacKenzie - The Azure Warlock

@willyvereb: But the "awesome" stats are a problem.

Still if you want to do it then do it, is your character, but I dont like the vagueness of his abilities and I would think twice before allowing him in any RP I create.

And I wont discuss this point any longer as you clearly stated your point of view on the matter.

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » [Reboot Profile] Keith MacKenzie - The Azure Warlock

@willyvereb: I personally dont like that.

Stuff like that ends up guiding us to Arms Races....

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » [Reboot Profile] Keith MacKenzie - The Azure Warlock

@willyvereb: Could you expand on the abilities, its a bit vague what he can and cant do

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Grim Pirate Mordred & The Painted Badger - BIO

@SamJaz: Gokaiger? Nice look pick.

Do you plan to use his human look?

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » Japanese Hidden World Affairs Bureau

Updated adding the Bushitora tag team

Will add the ones in Cave and ones related to the Bushitora tomorrow

Post by Kuma_From_Argentina (6,922 posts) See mini bio Level 14

RPG » The Cave (RP)

@Lobos_Del_Rayo: @waybig1010101: @Vapovile: @Justalittlegirl:

Agony…sorrow…pain…

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In Sakurajima, as he placed wooden posts in strategic locations for the ritual, Reiji was starting to get worried as nobody seemed to arrive. The Old Master hoped somebody would show up, as if nobody did he would have to resort to his Plan B, something even more dangerous than his original idea.

Yet he didn’t have any more time to waste and with a heavy heart he picked up a satellite phone on his house and dialed a number.

–Yami, I need your help, come to Sakurajima right now.- His tone didn’t allow any negatives to be issued in response to his request.

-Yes uncle, I’ll be there as soon as I can.- Yami Kizuato, the Half Gainen swiftly replied, a bit shocked at Reiji’s tone, something really important was about to happen, surely something risky

The Old Master looked at the sky, a silent prayer trying to ponder if he was doing the right thing, should he put the world at stake to help somebody wounded by his own failures? Did he have the right to do it?

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The Kappa saw the attack incoming and tried to react, his hands moved, but not to protect himself from the blow but in a weird motion as if he was tugging an invisible rope. This strange movement lifted a tendril of water that turned into a shield like shape over the side of his head, blocking part of the blow momentum. Yet he didn’t account for the intensity of a well trained Ki, as Dan’s was.

Even slowed down the punch was pretty strong, managing to push him back, leaving a trail of scratches over the ship’s deck. His head was ringing but seemingly his opponent hadn’t used his whole strength. A bad idea from Dan’s part, at least from the Kappa’s point of view, since the Martial Artist just attacked a government official.

-Pulling your punches youngling? Is a shame I won’t, not after this….- The Kappa laughed with a inhuman chuckle as he did another strange motion.

One of his webbed palms facing the sky and his other fist punching it, at first this didn’t seem to have any effect but Dan would notice that the first rays of the sun, reaching the boa would be blocked by a 5 mts tall water replica of the Kappa’s fist and unluckily the Pink Gi Warrior was the target.

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Callis picked the flier, thankfully his translation spell was improved by BHA magic practitioners and now he was able to read any language, as the arcane incantation casted upon him made everything look like his own language.

-Reiji Fukuma? - He kept reading a bit more and found the next surprising element. –Gen Shishioh? - He looked at Sid with a softer expression. –I know these names, but I wasn’t aware they resided inside this island.-

Callis relaxed his body, diffusing the pressure he was generating. –I was hired to stop people from getting to this island, but I didn’t know that the residents were such esteemed men. Even if Mes Shishioh seems somewhat rude he was once a comrade in arms during a nightmarish battle with undead creatures months ago, he saved a lot of us by taking the full force of an attack.-

The Beast Knight stroked his chin trying to remember the details. –When the mission was finished Mes Fukuma brought us back to Tokyo and then left back to his home with Mes Shishioh, who seemed to be in need of medical attention. I tried to find out their location to thank them, but I haven’t been able to find it out.-

Callis bowed. –Thanks Mes Renen, now I can properly thank them, yet, even as I thank you for providing this information I’m afraid I cannot let you through, as I was ordered by the person in charge of this perimeter to stop whoever tries to pass, even if now pains me considering that Mes Fukuma, requested your presence on his residence.-

The Beast Knight took once again a more combat oriented stance, ready to fight if that was the case, yet hoping it wasn’t. –So Mes Renen, I request once again for you to vacate this perimeter and abandon your current activities or I will be forced to fight against you and I would really prefer solving this through peaceful means.-

Callis resolve to fight was clear on his face, as his compassion and desires to avoid said battle. The Spirit of a Knight burned brightly from within his blue eyes.

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-Fool! You think I, the great GOEMON WILLIAMS, isn’t a member of the BHA?- The giant man searched inside his Gi and pulled his BHA License, identifying him as a Bronze Star Hunter in the Yatagarasu Branch. He put one foot over the edge of his heavily decorated boat and roared at Jose.

-Show me your identification boy, or I’ll sink your boat with you on it!-

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Jin face showed a small hint of discomfort as the captain called him a demon, as if that struck a sensitive nerve on the Half Tengu. His sad smile reflected that feeling, yet he swiftly recovered his composure returning to his placid and serene neutral mask.

-I think you’re wrong, you’re on Japanese soil, thus is our jurisdiction, I may not be one to dabble in politics as well, but I’m sure the BHA cannot interfere in governmental issues, especially when they are related to JHWAB high profile stake outs.- Jin kept talking with the same calm tone, completely recuperated from the moment of discomfort.

-Not to mention this operation has support from the Yatagarasu branch, as we required manpower to fill out some spots in the security details, as an important event is about to happen and we are spread a bit too thin. - The Half-Tengu lifted off the boat as he finished talking, his wings allowing him to maintain the altitude 3 mts above the boat.

-But that shouldn’t of importance to you, the same as your license isn’t of any importance to me, my orders were very clear, sink any vessel going towards Sakurajima, yet I tried to solve this without bloodshed, unluckily Cementerio-san, you didn’t want it that way.- Jin raised his staff over his head and started chanting

KAN JI ZAI BO SA GYO JIN HAN-NYA HA RA MI TA JI

SHO KEN GO ON KAI KU DO IS-SAI KU YAKU

SHA RI SHI SHIKI FU I KU KU FU I SHIKI

SHIKI SOKU ZE KU KU SOKU ZE SHIKI

JU SO GYO SHIKI YAKU BU NYO ZE

As he did wind started to pick up around him, forming a sphere of raging elemental energy…Natural energy. The ocean around the boat started spiking as the powerful winds rocked the boat. Around Jin spheres of wind started to spin and after two rotations were launched swiftly towards Crow and as they moved they turned into spears of Wind.

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I'm watching Kamen Rider Shin: Prologue, the most violent incarnation in the franchise...

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Kuma-mania! I did a workshop about videogame scriptwriting in Meet The Game, a indie game convention in Argentina
Kuma-mania! I did a workshop about videogame scriptwriting in Meet The Game, a indie game convention in Argentina
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RPG » Lucky Seven [RP]

@Fehafare: @Lobos_Del_Rayo: @Vapovile: @ChronoWolf: @waybig1010101: @SamJaz:@Justalittlegirl:

-Is a good thing to meet fellow warriors, I’m usually trapped inside a crowded office, getting out and having new experiences is what life is for. - Shin didn’t even care about the weirdness of the ones who helped him.

He turned around to face his father, who was walking towards them with wobbly steps, trying to stand on any guts. –Isn’t it right, old fart?-

But Norio didn’t reply he was pointing at the man in the doorway with a shocked expression as he walked back until meeting a pillar. The veteran JHWAB inspector couldn’t understand why his son wasn’t more concerned about the two blood-soaked shape shifting abominations or why the newcomer seemed so nonchalant about a room splattered in guts. –Crazy, they are all crazy. - He thought

Shin looked at the man in the doorway curiously, trying to figure out something about him, yet he couldn’t tell, as if he lacked description and depth, thus he couldn’t make a proper opinion since there wasn’t much to go on about. Not even his instinct reacted, the only thing he could now, was that whoever or whatever it was he had seen carnage of this scale before, as his reaction wasn’t fear or shock.

Thanks to some good judgment the Modern Samurai decided not to talk as he didn’t knew if the newcomer was an opponent or an ally. Once again, nothing was specific enough about him to make a proper judgment or even a supposition

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