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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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 Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2018 5:02 pm
Erytheia / 17 HP / No longer hallucinatingGoddamn.Did that cat... just talk? And why did he have so many scratches on his chest... ...and was that fur on his robes? Erytheia blinked a few times to get his bearings as the rather ticked off cat muttered something as it turned away. Had that cat actually helped him? He didn't know, but whoever had snapped him out of his persistent illusion, he would have to thank later. There was a battle still brewing and, through the chaos and his steadying mind, he couldn't locate the ringmaster. He was pretty beat up - that was for sure. And had he been crying? ✪Syrie Weeping mess of White Moon thoroughly starightened out by an angry, having-none-of-your-s**t Mau. Damn, son. You just got told by a cat.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2018 6:39 pm
General Benitoite's Health: 22/30 + 2 healing so 24/30Eyeing Strengite the General bit down on his lip for a moment so as to avoid scolding her, for treating him like a child. "You know...this is more of an interactive show." He stated finally. "Rather hands on, I think I've been doing just fine." He was injured, no doubt about that, but he'd had worse and was sure he could handle this. If this war lasted another twenty or thirty years he would be thinking differently than he was now, but for now all was good, he did hope things didn't last that long though. The idea of getting old, and still having this war raging on, was pushed away. There was no point in thinking such things. It wouldn't last so long.
While she took off he shook his head. See how her lessons had gone...he hoped they were enough that she didn't come out too injured from this fight. This would tell him how she was doing though, so he supposed it was needed. Trial by fire in a way, right? He needed to get his cousin out more...needed to train him and test him - push him.
Dragged away from those thoughts, thankfully, by the corrupted senshi speaking. Nodding his head he shifted so he wasn't leaning into her so much. She was so tiny...and thin. "Mmmm, you know...I might be tiny but you seem a lot smaller, even though I do believe you have me in height." Not wanting to upset her, she was a corrupted senshi after all, but he was worried at how thin she seemed. She was eating correctly - right? She was healthy...he hoped. He wanted to know but didn't want to out right ask, not here in front of the enemy.
"After this...I'm aware it's late but perhaps a place is open for food. It's likely we could all use some food, having worked up an apatite being up this late and this active." He was sure the silver eyed female would take him up on the offer of food...so long as it was something good.
For now he's stay, as Strengite had ordered him if only because there was this small corrupted to keep safe - and he would. He would remove anything which hurt her...especially after she was offering him a starseed, which he gratefully took and slipped past his lips. "Thank you. I hope you have another in case you need it." The rush of energy, and feeling something going on at his side, the ashen blond was pleased. He knew that it wouldn't deal with the wound all on it's own but he was certain he wouldn't be bleeding right now thanks to the boost from the starseed, however little it was.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 5:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 5:59 pm
 He tries not to let it show on his face, but it's impossible.
The final act is finally happening. The curtain is ready to fall. He was - is - should be - prepared for his solicitous bow at the end of what he believes was a truly spectacular performance. He is, for the most part, quite proud of himself for all that he's accomplished.
Even as the magic slams into him and he feels the dregs of life beginning to fade out.
Ringmasterine falls to his knees, slowly, one hand pressed against the front of his scarlet coat, a dark stain beginning to form underneath the gold trimmings. He looks, for a moment, startled as he draws a gloved hand back to see the red on it; as though he can't quite believe what he's looking at, what he's seeing right here in front of him.
The end. The finale.
His breath catches and rattles, a death sound in his throat. Eyes flutter weakly, pulse a bare flutter in his veins. He looks up, one last time, and then -
- he tips forward.
Just before he hits the ground, the life leaving him in a swift gust of air, a flash of something streaks across his fine face. It's just the barest hint of things; the barest glimmer.
A smirk.
And then he's gone, a little shard of what looks like black glass falling out of his hand.
The illusions begin to shatter entirely, the circus tent a chaotic mess of reality and hallucinations as everything starts to collapse, from the very real, splintered wooden beams to the imaginary screams of animals. In the far off distance, police sirens can be heard; it's a good idea to get the hell out of here.
As you're running away, something in the darkness stirs; a trick of the light, perhaps..?
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 6:20 pm
Quote: ALL CHARACTERS
Everyone remembers the event of the Circus; however, some are interspersed with confusing, hazy, muddled memories of an imaginary life in the circus they never lived. A combination of the Ringmaster's personal item and his personal youma's ability makes this linger; eventually, after a few weeks, it becomes clearer that it was all just a mess, but you still remember them.
IF YOU POWERED UP
You do not remember both of any character's civilian identity before they powered up if you did not already know it. The hallucinations fuzzed and blurred the lines of reality; you can remember them as a civilian, and/or remember them as a powered character, but you do not know that they are the same person.
REQUIREMENTS
Each thread you completed the correct word count in (500 words) is viable for a character requirement!
Quote: THE SHADOWS THAT ROAM IN THE DARK
Before he died, Ringmasterine let free a host of youma from the Rift to terrorize the city. Each youma carries with it a black shard given to them by Ringmasterine. You start to hear rumors, whispers, that these youma are roaming...
COLLECTING THE SHARDS
In order to collect a shard, your character must find one of these youma. For Order side, this generally means defeating it. For Negaverse, think of it as a training mission. This must be a battle to count, and it is encouraged that you bring people along with you. These are standard shop battles, meaning you don't need to roll dice or RP with the mule or anything. They can be done on your own time, whenever you want; this will be open indefinitely. However, in accordance with regular shop standards, they must have at least two powered characters participating (the shard youma do not count).
THE ILLUSION GLASS
Once your character has fought five shard youmas and collected all five black shards, they will be in possession of an Illusion Glass. This crystal is a one time use item only. It will cause strong hallucinations to whoever it is used on. These hallucinations can be anything (within reason). The effect lasts one hour and then the Illusion Glass will shatter. This is PER CHARACTER, not player.
PERMISSIONS
Please quote both The Space Cauldron AND kuropeco when you receive a shard from a shard battle AND when you have collected all five.
IF YOU DID NOT PARTICIPATE IN THE EVENT
You may STILL do the Black Shard battles, however you will need to collect one additional shard for a total of six. The above requirements still count, and you will still need to quote both the mule and myself if you find a shard and/or use an Illusion Glass.
BACKDATED THREADS
This is completely fine! People are very much allowed to still make Circus AU RPs and backdated plots!
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 6:26 pm
Quote: Thank you so so much for participating in this! I had a lot of fun planning it and I sincerely hope you guys had fun playing in it! Please let me know if you have any questions or comments! <3
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2018 9:31 pm
Talking cats and super powered heroes, being an acrobat and having friends whose faces seem more familiar to her than her own parents, even though she couldn't remember their names any longer. The entire world swirled in chaos and colors, making Roxy dizzy and light headed. Her costume was gone, replaced with her regular clothes, and she heard police sirens in the distance.
Before she knew what was happening, the young girl was walking down the street in a state of confusion. It was the middle of the night, and she didn't even realize where she was until her phone rang with her panicked father looking for her after the circus was just gone when he came to pick her up.
Somehow they managed to find one another, and Roxy was grounded, no longer allowed to go to strange late night events any longer. The next few weeks were a strange time, as the pink haired teen mourned friendships that never existed and had strange dreams of monsters and circuses and talking cats.
((EXIT: ROXY JOHNSON))
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2018 11:11 am
Erythia / Exiting stage leftWhat had happened? What was real and what wasn't? What was true and what was just a part of the show? It was going to take Alphonse awhile to figure that out and regain his sanity once again. ✪
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Bishoujo-senshi Mahou-shoujo
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Posted: Tue Mar 13, 2018 8:09 am
{{ Aisha exit }}
< Will fill in asap >
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2018 9:25 am
Lieutenant StrengiteStrengite staggered back to the duo shaken and sore, her back on fire from her earlier wound. The ringmaster asshat was dead, her own attack doing very little to help with that result but at least she got a shot in, but with his death the remaining illusions begin to die as well. The Lieutenant was still trying to shake off the residual fear that attacking the dickmaster, how was that for a porn name, when her heart rate spiked even more. The tent seemed to have been held up by the magic of the illusions and now with them fading, if not straight up gone, it too was falling apart. "Let's get the ******** out of here!" The pale haired officer growled when she finally reached Beni and his new little stray, conveniently ignoring the knowledge that she had been a 'stray' herself not too long ago. Silver eyes narrowed at the sound of rapidly approaching cops, "Don't know about you two but I don't feel like spending the night giving a statement." Without really waiting for the answer she began to herd the duo out of the rapidly crumbling structure. Being protective wasn't in her nature but Beni was useful and she couldn't leave the other girl behind because Strengite knew that Beni wouldn't want to leave without her so... Border Collie Strengite she had become. At least for the moment. How the hell was she going to write this mess up for her job? Could she? Did the negaverse have a PR department? Bah! Too much s**t to deal with right then to worry about future issues. Focus on getting out of here in one piece, she mentally scolded herself and focused back at the task at hand. Getting out of there pronto. Sleet Tempest Snape I would say that beni can drag them out and this rp can be wrapped quite nicely.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2018 8:39 am
exit for my two (will fill in)
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 11:55 pm
Sailor Lacerta - exiting She was done. Spent. Used up. Lacerta had made one last final effort to launch a successful attack on the individual responsible for all the chaos and carnage that she could see all around her. There were many people that looked like they could use some extreme TLC and yet the senshi of bandages could only stare down at her own hands. When push came to shove was she any better than those she was trying to protect the city from? Pausing long enough to take in the fact that she could hear sirens Lacerta debated briefly about powering down and vetoed that idea almost immediately. Taking the only viable path towards home the senshi of bandages took to the nearest roof top in order to speed her departure from the lot that had once housed something special ... right?
Hadn't she been happy?
Only time would tell what had been real.(( posting an exit a month late but c'est la vie ))
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