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| just another Game of Chess |
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Posted by: Hecate Rothchild - 03-01-2018, 10:49 PM - Forum: The Tangled Green
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Hecate sat up from her makeshift bed. the plush couch had done little for her wounds. "What was all that?" she asked herself as she looked down at the floor beside her, dried blood marred the surface of the smooth marble flooring. painfully she licked her fingertips and began scrubbing at the now rust colored droplets. She wasn't sure whose blood it was, her memory still hazy, memories of watching Warren once again grovel at her... no her dark side's feet.dried blood was smeared on her brown boots, the copper color was not quite hidden by the leather.
Scrubbing ferociously she finally managed to only smear the remnants of blood, the task was troublesome for someone who was still weak from wounds.
Standing up using the armrest of the sofa she limped towards the doorway, passing the boy. "Thats the boy that calls me... her... Hecate Sama" she though as she walked, keeping her blue eyes on the steps in front of her, not out of disrespect, but to avoid falling down and making her wounds worse. She staggered herself towards the library, the place of comfort. Her arm clenched tightly around her ribs, the pain was nearly overwhelming. Still she made her way towards the grand library, its thick wooden doors proved to be heavy and painful to open, still she managed to squeeze inside
She plopped herself down in the large comfortable chair sitting next to the large chess set and closed her eyes in thought.
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| EPD Faction Forum |
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Posted by: Kopaka - 03-01-2018, 07:47 PM - Forum: Help Desk
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We should probably have one, being that we are one of the largest factions on the site and have lots of NPCs and Primes to organize.
Would it be possible to get this set up, despite the fact that there is no 'specific' base for the EPD? Trixie has her Venator, but that's still a private base, all in all.
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| About pair characters and how to make them work? |
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Posted by: Artoria Pendragon - 03-01-2018, 04:22 PM - Forum: Help Desk
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So, I've been wondering how to make pair characters work, and am looking for some thoughts and ideas as well as suggestions from some of the higher ups.
In specific, the ones I've been wondering would be the Drivers and Blades from the game Xenoblade Chronicles 2.
What are they? They’re a fighting pair, akin to Trainer and their Pokemon.
Differences:
Unlike Pokemon, Blades are more comparable to people, than animals
They have their own free will, think like humans etc. They also have emotions etc.
As such they’re capable of acting independently and without commands.
Blades are immortal.
Unlike with Pokemon, the driver doesn’t just stand there, the Driver fights alongside their blade.
About Drivers
People with aptitude to awaken a core crystal.
A single driver can possess multiple Blades.
If the Driver dies, the Blade returns to its core crystal form.
About Blades
Are beings with powers & weapons.
Sentient, intelligent, speak. Entirely comparable to humans, except immortal ‘n immensely powerful.
Lend these powers and weapons to their drivers.
Can operate independently without separate commanding from the Driver
Could even be in an entirely different country, taking care of business without their Driver.
Unlike pokemon, don’t revert back into balls or anything. they’re constantly there, supporting their Driver in battle with buffs, as well as their weapons and powers.
Now, how would you do a Driver and their Blade, as a Prime in the Omniverse?
Preferably so that:
1. It doesn’t rely on SP.
2. It stays true to how the system works.
3. Still capable of participating events without the whole character falling apart.
[spoiler]In the image below a Driver and their Blade. (Driver on the left, Blade on the right) sharing the weapons of the Blade,
as they're a dual weapon.
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| Would This Work? |
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Posted by: Jack Darby - 03-01-2018, 12:23 PM - Forum: Help Desk
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I have something I am considering making as a move for Rafael in the future, but first I must ascertain if it will work. Due to the rules relating to the Fourth Wall, and the power of the ability in question, I am not sure if it would be allowed or not, or how to even go about implementing it. So I am putting this topic up for the staff to either veto, or allow the idea.
http://powerlisting.wikia.com/wiki/Enter...ialization
Behold the move that I intended to somehow create for Rafael but am unsure of the exact specifics that would be required, or even if such a move would be allowed, or not.
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Posted by: Touko Fukawa - 03-01-2018, 07:12 AM - Forum: The Pale Moors
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80 miles an hour was a frighteningly high speed for such a vehicle.
God knew Fukawa probably needed some sort of... seat belt. Helmet. Anything. She was convinced she would be thrown from this scooter and killed instantly any second now. But for some reason the threat of death felt so near and, well, not exactly dear, but ingrained in her psyche, to her she really... had trouble caring. Not that she didn't understand the concept of death, but rather that she understood it so well it had lost some impact.
...She wasn't sure that was a good thing.
But even though she had closed her eyes tightly for the ride, she could certainly feel when the scooter crossed over into the Moors. The impact of tires against now hardly-paved road compared to the entirely flat ground of the Nexus hit her like a swift punch in the chest. Well, more dull than a punch- rather, more like being caught in an explosion, which she hated to admit having enough experience with for the comparison. Thankfully, as she wobbled somewhat, trying to regain her balance, the driver of the vehicle slowed down- bringing the vehicle to a stop at the side of the road.
"We're here." Stated the young man she was travelling with, taking just a quick glance(? it was debatable if it could be called that, with his eyes closed) back at his passenger.
"...Y-you don't say..." Fukawa was grumbling mostly to herself, though she opened her eyes to investigate the world around her now. Yeah, it certainly was different- overcast and dull, with rolling hills mostly devoid of human interference. It... Honestly didn't look like anywhere she could place. But at least it looked real, right? That was some improvement from whatever big white building they were in before.
Once again the only evidence of human life seemed to be on the horizon- what may have been some sort of town or at least settlement in the distance. It didn't exactly seem like any sort of sprawling city or anything, certainly not the most modern place, but... Once again, she told herself, it was better than nothing. It was always better than nothing. At least if there were people there she may not, y'know, starve to death.
Not that she was too worried about that- it took longer than one would think.
"Hmph... Not... Sure what I expected..." Fukawa bit her thumb again, glancing at the semi-paved ground below. Yeah, this was about as shitty as she should have been expecting. There was no reason to be optimistic with the description she was given before. "I... I guess I don't blame you for choosing such a gloomy place f-for... someone like me..." Again, this last part was loud enough Leo could hear it, but seemingly not directed at him- more just directed at the situation in general.
Fukawa seemed to talk to herself a lot.
Quote:alrightyyyyy here we are, in the moors,
just went ahead and had leo have one (1) completely nondescript line to speed things along, hopefully that's alright
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Posted by: Jack Darby - 02-28-2018, 11:42 PM - Forum: Camelot
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As they traversed the path that led into the world of Camelot, Unicron looked at the surroundings through the eyes, or as he would call them optics of the host that he was inside of, Rafael. The place had lush greenery, the type of which was missing on most areas of his brother's form of Cybertron, and something that other versions of him in the past had not had. Really though, he was lost in thought. For he knew they needed powerful allies that he could call upon to aid them in this strange new place. Silas, while he had been objectionable to Rafael did have potential. The human had understood Cybertronian Biology, even if his making a replica of a Prime was something Unicron personally disliked. Of course as Unicron hated anything to do with his brother, that was to be expected. Still, they needed a solution to many of the problems that they possessed. One of the problems was that they had nowhere that they could call their home. The Minicons would also be useful if he still possessed a Cybertronian Body. As he did not they could not merge with him, and provide him the strength he needed. It was less than ideal and that was putting his current situation mildly to say the least. What he needed now was a plan that was both intelligent, but also sound. In addition it had to avoid drawing any attention to the fact they were in the Omniverse.
Looking skyward, Unicron was awestruck when he noticed the floating islands. This place must have some sort of Anti Gravity Generator or some such device for them here. If he could get his hands on such a device, perhaps he could regain one of the abilities he had in the past. In any case as he did need a home, Unicron continued to journey on, making his way past the ruins of many castles, and such places. Eventually he found a castle that looked like it had belonged to a sort of evil overlord once upon a time. Here was the perfect place for him to begin setting up his base of operations. While he may not be known as the Chaos Bringer fully, he was going to do his best to make sure he was known when he was capable and ready to be known as such.
[What is it, Rafael?]
[Why do you hate Optimus Prime?]
The question asked by Rafael to him caught Unicron off guard for a moment, and made him honestly have to think. How could he word this in a way that would not offend his host?
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| Prologue: The One That Will Pierce the Heavens! |
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Posted by: Simon - 02-28-2018, 11:23 PM - Forum: The Nexus
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Quote:This is the tale of a child who has yet to realize his true existence.
Simon and Kamina, a digger and his brother, have long since abandoned the subdued life of Giha Village. Hoping to live life as the wealthy Beastmen do, Kamina spurred the two of them to become jewel thieves, stealing treasure from stores and reaping the rewards. However, they did not not live long like this before the authorities caught on, driving the brothers to the end of their rope.
Eventually, this child shall find a new purpose...
Simon blinked. A sheet of what burned like pure light invaded his vision, and his eyelids squeezed to a near-shut state. Yet, while the digger feared becoming blind, he too felt deeply curious about the circumstances.
"...Kamina?" Silence. For all he tried to see and hear, Simon could not find a single trace of the spot he had just been in. The cold earth under his shoes, the wispy black atmosphere of the canyon, the sight of his brother begging for his life at the feet of Beastmen officers..
"Big bro?" Simon asked, as if he might suddenly leap to the call with a yell of defiance and some inspirational words. Neither came, and the spiritual little brother was left wanting. What happened to Kamina, the policemen, the trap- everything? Why was he here?
Why did he have to be alone again?
The young digger looked around, hoping to find something else- anything else besides himself in this endless white expanse. Simon's hands came into his vision, a feeling of self-awareness that didn't prove to be very reassuring. Simon was more than simply alarmed; he was so afraid, so shocked at at this transition that it felt like a struggle to move at all. But move he did, pivoting his feet, craning his head in searching of anything at all.
He found someone quickly, immediately behind him. Any other time, he might've jumped back in surprise at the new-found knowledge that there was a figure behind him, but these circumstances were unusual. As the young digger turned around to fully face this challenger, Simon became aware that this person wasn't alive at all. Because it was a statue.
A three-meter monument, etched flawlessly from a dark stone like granite, depicted a man. Perhaps a man of men, as the shawl of stone he wore hung like a cape over his shoulders, coming down to the ankles even when standing firm. The roughness of the chiseled visage, with star-shaped shades and folded arms, rather reminded Simon of Kamina.
Of course, it was not at all the same. For this was only a statue, so tall that it dwarfed even his brother. A shrine to someone else, it seemed.
With nowhere else to go, nothing else to do, Simon approached the figure. Where the statue stood proud was a pedestal, trickling water into a circular- wait. The stuff coming from the stone was a tint of green. Was it even water, or something else entirely? Simon looked over the edge of the knee-high wall, finding it surrounded a pool of vibrant green substance, perpetually rippling from the flow of similar stuff from the pedestal. The young boy couldn't even see his reflection in the light.
"What... is all this?" Simon asked aloud, taking two steps backward to gaze over the whole sight before him. A mighty statue, a flow of stuff, a pool of similar glowing stuff... it didn't make any sense. What sort of purpose did this thing bear? And why was it here? The child looked around again, as if to find something else that would provide an answer. But no such thing existed- just an endless expanse of white, stretching unto the faintest of horizons. Where even was he? Why was he here?
Deep down, he knew the answer. But this was not the truth that Simon wanted.
"Kamina!? Bro-!" The young digger cried out, frantically swinging his head about. Nobody answered. Nobody else even existed, as far as he could tell. Simon gasped, took a big gulp of air, and nearly choked on it.
This couldn't be right. This couldn't be real. Any moment now, he would simply awaken. Just laying there, in his comfortable bed he and Kamina had rented at that hotel. His big bro would be smacking him over the head for sleeping in too much, when there was such other fortune and luxury in the world to indulge in...
...right?
All at once, Simon's legs gave out. He fell to his rear, his back hitting the edge of the fountain. Both were terribly lukewarm, smooth and hard against his body. Simon didn't care much, simply laying there, overwhelmed at the nothingness.
What was he meant to do? If only Kamina were here, he would know for certain. Not only that, the man would probably take Simon close and scream in his ear for ever thinking of being as down as he was right now. Because a real man didn't think about things like challenges, or consequences, or crap like inter-dimensional whatevers and omni-versing whatnots. A real man would charge forward boldly unto the horizon, rushing towards tomorrow, looking for the next obstacle to overcome! Kamina would say that Simon should never need to believe just in himself- just believe in the big brother that believes in him.
Yeah, he would say that, alright... if only he were here.
"Kamina..." Simon choked on air again. The motion shook a single tear past his cheek and into his lap.
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