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Post by Vinestar on Jul 16, 2012 14:54:32 GMT -5
This is a Mini-Rp for Moerin, Raineh, Tachi, and GS.
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"My name is Elsword. I am currently on a journey looking for my sister. She is so strong... Some might say she's the perfect swordsman. One day, I want to be like her. The pinnacle of swordsmanship. I still have a long road to walk... I'm sure though, that eventually... I'll catch up to her.
It is a balmy and wet afternoon. The sky was overcast and the world was in a grey hue due to approaching rain clouds. Most people hurried inside their homes, taking in laundry and belongings. There atmosphere felt heavy and charged for some reason, though nothing unusual was to be seen.
A small distance away from the village, a red haired man was walking away from the settlement. About his shoulders were a leather cloak, its hood down. Upon his back was a large sword, though not overly so. Trudging along the pathways, Elsword continued his journey. Behind him, golems were strewn across the forest floors, their earthen face hacked in and their limbs now gravel.
"Give me a challenge already. It's much too boring now." The man quipped as he left the monster remains, a cheerful smile on his face. Monsters were put down and the village was safe. All in a day's work for the legendary red knight known as the Infinity Sword.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 18, 2012 16:44:19 GMT -5
There is an old Earth saying that is applicable in this situation: Be careful what you wish for. For as Elsword headed off through the forest, a rather strange individual headed towards him. The first thing he would notice was their unusual mount, for they sat astride a large yellow bird, one big enough to support a fully grown human on its back. The bird let out a hearty "Wark!" as its rider brought it to a stop, giving it an affectionate pat on the head after they had dismounted. Turning to face the redheaded swordsman, the bird rider revealed themselves to be a green haired woman, appearing to be roughly in her late teens. She was wearing a long cloak over what looked like nothing more than a pair of bike shorts and... Was that a belt strapped across her chest? Either it was fastened too tight, or she had a chest like a sheer cliff.
"Hi!" she chirped cheerfully, sliming vapidly at the swordsman. "Um... Could you help me? I'm kind of looking for someone. See, um, I heard this world had someone called "Infinite Swords" on it, but I thought that was silly because that's what people started calling me, but then I realised that maybe there's another me here and it would be awesome to fight another me so I came here looking for her. But I can't find her anywhere. Any idea where she could be? She looks just like me, so you can't miss her! I just really want to find her and fight her, 'cause everyone where I'm from is no challenge anymore! It's really boring when you can beat everyone without even doing anything cool looking, don't you think? I mean..."
...She prattled on. And on. And on, and on, and on... The same cheerfully oblivious tone rung through her voice as she kept talking. It was like she felt that if she stopped talking for even a moment she'd drop dead on the spot. Such a strange girl...
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 18, 2012 18:17:05 GMT -5
Blinking once, the cheerful swordsman glanced back to find... a rather weirdly dressed girl atop what looked like a giant flightless canary. She was like Aisha of the past , long-winded and nearly chestless. As the barrage went on, the man shook himself from passive surprise to interrupt the girl's eagerness.
"Right um... Hi there. If you're looking for the person known as Infinity Sword, he's right in front of you." Waving a little, the man chuckled at the demon. "Last time I checked, I wasn't a girl... Except for the first day of last year's fourth month. That was... Never mind." Shaking his head from that embarrassing event, he continued on his point of conversation.
"Anyways... You say that you aren't satisfied by normal men and their blades anymore?" The smile grew. "So am I. I've been scouring the land far and wide for something to take me to the next level. Would that be you? Are you a master of the sword?"
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 20, 2012 11:43:12 GMT -5
"...But you don't look anything like me..." The demonic swordswoman mumbled, looking over the man who claimed to be the Infinity Sword. She too was reminded of someone from her past, as he vaguely resembled a red haired warrior whose skill with the blade was matched only by the emptiness of his head. Thankfully, he seemed far more intelligent than McWarrior, although that wasn't much of an achievement for anyone. "...Well, even if you're not another me, you still look like you'd be really fun to fight. I'm really, really good with swords, although I don't like to brag." With a short flash of light, a sword appeared in her hand; a wavy blue blade which almost looked like it was forged from water rather than metal. "Oh right, I didn't introduce myself. That's kind of rude, ahah! Um, right... They call me Jolokia of the Infinite Swords. Mostly because that's my name, ahah! I'm a vas- Um, a vassa- Uh, a vessal? A follower-helper-person of Miss Moerin. Pleased to meet you! And this," she gave the bird a light slap on the back, "is my faithful steed, Espada. He's pleased to meet you too!" "But, um, yeah, like you said, other people aren't fun to fight anymore," she said as she readied a stance, shooing off Espada so that he was safely out of the way. "So I wanna find someone strong who I can go all out against! And, um, I heard about this guy who turned out to be you but who I thought was another me, and that he was supposed to be pretty good, so, um... Let's fight, okay?" There was no malicious intent in her voice or her expression. All that could be seen was the cheerful, somewhat dopey look of someone who fights for no other reason than for enjoyment and to improve their skills; the purest form of warrior, unfettered by obligation, revenge or destiny, one who lived by the blade simply because it was who they were. |
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 20, 2012 12:26:47 GMT -5
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 22, 2012 7:00:35 GMT -5
Jolokia raised an eyebrow in confusion. What else would he be thinking of other than fighting? The people here were weird...
"I expect the same from you!" the demonic swordswoman cried, bringing her sword up to easily block Elsword's strike. "It's no fun if you're not going all out!" Just like the knight she was facing, she seemed to be packing a lot more power than her spindly frame would imply. Despite the fact that she blocked using one hand in a rather lazy looking motion, her sword didn't budge an inch when the two blades met. And the look on her face... She wasn't even straining herself to do this, if the perpetually goofy grin she had plastered on was any indication.
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 22, 2012 12:27:13 GMT -5
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 22, 2012 13:17:14 GMT -5
"Heheh..." Jolokia smirked, as another blade appeared in her empty hand, a a single-edge sword with what looked like a revolver's handle where the grip should be. Bringing her two sword ups and steadying herself for the attack, she muttered a strange verse... "I am the bone of my sword..."Bursting from behind her as she brought her blades down to deflect Elsword's cross strike were several swords, twice as many as had appeared behind the redheaded knight, which hurtled through the air and crashed into every one of them. Confident that she had protected herself, Jolokia then brought herself spinning around to launch a strike to his side with the watery sword, the gunblade poised for any possible counter attack. |
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 22, 2012 15:35:13 GMT -5
Blinking in surprise at the quantity of blades that flew from behind his opponent, the man was almost off guard as Brotherhood came at him. Plunging his blade into the ground and vaulting on over the girl, the spinning aerial man activated one of the living sword's functions. "Harsh Chaser!" Surprisingly, the blade's head detached itself from the handle and launched itself at Jolokia's right, a thin but strong thread attached to the metal.
As the piercing attack sunk itself through the trunk of a nearby small tree, the knight tugged hard. Said arbor was uprooted and flew towards the warrior with razor wire made of solidified El attached to the thing for an added challenge. "A sword is the extension of a swordsman, it is your body...
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 22, 2012 16:15:14 GMT -5
"Ooh, nice!" Jolokia whistled in admiration at Elsword's maneuver as she effortlessly dodged the blade launched at her. It was almost like he wasn't even aiming at he-
Oh.
"Heh, you're good at this, aren't you?" The demon smirked, before backflipping into the air and landing right on top of the falling tree. "But you have to do your taxes one leg at a time to get the slip on Jolokia, ahah!" Not waiting for a response to her nonsensical quip, she lept off the falling tree and landed behind the knight. As her back was turned to him...
"Steel is my body and fire is my soul..."
She spun around on the spot and began laying in a flurry of strikes, almost too quick for the eye to follow, and it seemed like she was holding six swords rather than two. Mostly because she was holding six swords, gripped between her fingers and sticking out like they were claws. She struck again and again, and to an amatuer it would look like she was striking at random. But to one who had become one with the sword like she had, it was clear that these were not random blows, that each attack was coordinated and perfectly aimed and timed to put as much pressure as possible on the opponent.
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 22, 2012 17:22:25 GMT -5
"That... what." Sputtering as Jolokia quipped like a maniac, Elsword hastily drew both swords out once more to block against the unorthodox hail of blows. "If only your banter were as good as your swordplay!" Despite his cocky attitude, the human was quailing under the assault. Already his arms were ringing from the unnatural strength of the blows. Knowing it couldn't go on, the young man did a Sagacious Counter by suddenly slashing upwards simultaneously with both great and long swords the moment he saw an opening.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 22, 2012 18:51:57 GMT -5
"Heheh, chickens have nothing to do with swords, silly!" Were her "friend" (for want of a better word) Anise here, Jolokia would've been chastised for mistaking "banter" for "bantam". "Unless you mean Espada, but I sent him off so he'd be sa-"
She hadn't been distracted due to her rambling on, no. But she'd grown a little complacent, having not had a good challenge for a long time now. After the first few blows, she started to not focus as much, and for the briefest moment her swordplay became... Not exactly "sloppy", but sloppy by her high standards. Were Elsword not such an accomplished swordsman, he wouldn't have been able to take advantage of that split-second opening. Leaping back off from the knight, Jolokia found that she now only held two swords, as the other four had been shattered by Elsword's counter.
"Aw man, I should've paid more attention..." Despite her blunder, she didn't seem upset. "Guess I was showing off too much, ahah! Now let's-"
"There you are!"
From the woods stepped... A woman. A most curious woman, tall and curvy, with long bubblegum pink hair flowing messily down her back. Even curiouser was the fact that she had the ears and tail of a cat. But what was most curious about her was the sense of raw, unbridled power flowing from her. Although she seemed perfectly calm right now, although she looked rather ordinary clad in just those shorts and that tank-top, it was clear to anyone near her that trying to mess with her was an astronomically bad idea. Thankfully, she hadn't seemed to have noticed Elsword, her attentions focused solely on Jolokia.
"Sheesh, Jolokia, if you're going to run off like that, tell someone first, okay?" The femme feline spoke softly as she approached the demonic swordswoman, as though chiding a naughty child. "We were worried something had happened to you. Thankfully it was easy to find out where you'd taken the dimensional gate to, but..."
"But but but Miss Moerin!" Jolokia replied, again like a child who had just been caught doing something they really shouldn't have. "I wanted to meet the strong guy!"
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Post by Rain on Jul 22, 2012 19:03:00 GMT -5
"You're supposed to tell people first, you know," the white-haired girl implausibly situated in Meowrin's noticeable cleavage spoke up, sighing. Honestly, just running off like that... everyone expected it of her sister, sure, since Rain didn't seem to view a netherworld as a good place for focusing solely on swordsmanship, but someone as meek and well-behaved as Jolokia? It didn't mesh.
As if the catgirl wasn't a weird enough sight, there was also the presence of a kimono-wearing pixie in her breasts. Poor Elsword, having to deal with these lunatics...
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 22, 2012 19:19:07 GMT -5
"...You people are very strange." Elsword said straight off the bat after he froze at the new voice. And then his train of thought derailed himself as he somewhat put together a couple of events to create a wholly strange conclusion. "Is that your mother, little girl?" The overall lack of breasts and childish behavior had led to the conclusion of a flighty daughter.
And then a tinge of embarrassment came upon his face as he further went delusional. "I swear I was only showing your daughter my non euphemisitic sword in the woods and nothing else." The side effect of injecting dark El in your soul was the fact that you learn about things you shouldn't, being the conglomeration of other people's darkness and all.
Further words were cut off as he saw a tiny fairy nestled in the "mother's" bosom. Staring for a bit longer than he should have, the red haired man immediately turned his face as soon as he realized the implications.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 22, 2012 19:40:42 GMT -5
"I heard there was a strong guy here though," Jolokia hung her head in shame, unable to look at the catgirl or the pixie. "And... And he was really fun to fight, too..."
"I don't care how strong he is, Jolokia, tell us next time before you run off like this," the pinkette continued to scold Jolokia until she realised that the man she was referring to was not only still there, but had called her Jolokia's... "Mother? Pfftahahah, oh no, no... I don't have kids. She's just my vassal, and a damn good one too when she's not running off like this. Hurm... I mean, she's usually so-"
Ba-dump.
She stopped talking when she actually turned to look at the knight, and her eyes quickly glazed over as she stared at him. Her heartbeat steadily quickened, and her breathing became noticably heavier as she stared at Elsword, and some rather questionable thoughts began running through her head.
Ba-dump.
Sure, she hadn't exactly been frustrated lately, but the fact remained that she'd only ever been with girls recently. She'd been craving something different for quiet some time now. What she wanted right now was male company. What she wanted right now was... Right in front of her. He seemed to fit her parameters just right enough, and she wanted to ravage him right where he stood.
Ba-dump.
"Heeey, sorry about that~" When had she gotten so close to Elsword? All he'd done was blink his eyes, and then suddenly she was right there, uncomfortably close to him, pressing her ample bosom against his arm as she repeatedly sniffed him. "Jolokia can be a handful see~ Anyways, they call me Meowrin, and... If I can make up for her hassling you in any way, let me know, okay~? Preferably sexual favours, by the way." With this, she winked at the knight, as though she was pretending there was actual subtlety in this display.
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Post by Rain on Jul 22, 2012 19:55:52 GMT -5
Muttering under her breath, April extricated herself from the crush and relocated to Meowrin's shoulder. She knew what was going on and wanted absolutely no part in it. Not to say that there was absolutely no interest, more that it was extremely minimal and ever acting on it would either imply starvation of other experiences or being really damn drunk. It was safe to say that slight, barely-noticeable attraction to males could not overcome finding a certain feature of male anatomy so ridiculous-looking.
Hmph. She could have at least given warning...
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 23, 2012 0:10:17 GMT -5
"I sense great powers from this one, Elsword... Be wary. She emanates something akin to nature and danger..." As the spirit of Cornwell gave its warning, Elsword glanced back up and... squish. Something soft was pressing against him. "A-ah... It's alright, Miss Meowrin. You don't need to make anything up, no." For the first time in a while, the warrior felt something akin to... fear?
"It wouldn't be knightly of me to do such a thing to a respectable woman as you." The redhaired man said, hoping that excuse would work. Whilst he gave that statement, he carefully and slowly attempted to extricate himself from the... assets placed upon his front.
"C'mon, they're just breasts... A necessary organ for making the young strong... Nothing to get worked up with. It's just- Oh my El, they're even bigger than Rena's!" Politely smiling, the warrior glanced at the others to see if this was normal. Judging from April's face, it was.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 23, 2012 10:48:35 GMT -5
"Hey, no need to be so shy about it~" Meowrin giggled, grabbing hold of the retreating knight and pulling him close to her. As she did so, her tail curved around and began stroking his leg rather intently. "Jolokia was bothering you, and as her (for want of a better word) caretaker I insist I make it up to you... With my body~"
...The catgirl had possibly been reading far too much hentai as of late, seeing her rather blunt attempts to seduce Elsword.
"Come on, don't you want to~? You think I'm cute, riiight~? It's not every day a cute little swordsman like you gets the chance to do it with an Overlord, eheh~" As she giggled, her hands made their way straight for Elsword's backside and gave him a good squeeze. "I've got strength you've never dreamed of, eheh~ I could make you pop like warm champagne and have you begging for me to hurt you more, eheheh~"
Jolokia, meanwhile... Had no idea what was going on. All she could do was stare on dumbfoundedly.
"Um... Miss Moerin? Miss April? What's going on? Can I still fight the strong guy?"
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Post by Rain on Jul 23, 2012 10:52:37 GMT -5
"Sorry, Jolokia," April said, taking to the air and relocating to the relatively safe place of the girl's shoulder, "It looks like Moe's going to either rape him or badger him into sex. Not that I can imagine she's into rape anyway, which is probably his greatest defence... anyway, you're not going to get a chance to fight him today, I can assure you that."
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 23, 2012 11:49:11 GMT -5
"...What." With a look of disbelief on his face, the knight slapped away Meowrin's intruding hand. Forgetting the danger for a bit, the man became indignant. "Leave my buns alone. Also, I'm not a masochist." Picking up his blades again, the rather annoyed man turned to leave. "Sheesh... What is wrong with you people." Muttering under his breath, the swordsman began walking away from the catgirl in heat. "Elsword, there you are. How'd your mission g- Oh, who are these people?" A new voice popped up as a blonde man in white armor entered from the tree lines. "...Chung, I don't think we need to know more about them considering what I've seen so far." Still recalcitrant, the knight looked at his fellow prince with a look of disdain. "Nonsense. Where is your chivalry as a knight?" Responding in kind, the noble came in closer despite his friend's repeated hand warnings. "Greetings. I apologize for my friend's rudeness, miladies." The tall person said with a smile, unknowing of the danger. |
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 23, 2012 12:17:11 GMT -5
Turning to look at the newcomer, Meowrin...
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.
He was... So beautiful... His silky hair, his effeminate face, his girlish hips... And those cute little ears, too~ Compared to him, she'd gladly take Elsword's rejection. She'd found something much better. Chung, was it? She'd need to remember that name. It'd be embarrassing if she yelled out something wrong in the midst of passion, after all.
"Heh, your loss then~" Detaching from Elsword, she swiftly moved over to Chung instead. Wrapping her arms around the white knight, she immediately began sniffing his adorable ears. "Mmmm, I know, he was so rude... Buuut if you want to apologize, I'm sure we can figure out a way we can both enjoy, eheheh~"
"Oh, I see..." Jolokia replied, before turning to April in confusion. "Miss April, what's "sex"? And what's "rape"? And what do they have to do with badgers?"
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Post by Rain on Jul 23, 2012 12:22:31 GMT -5
"Sex is an expression of extreme physical intimacy, rape is that but when one person doesn't want it, and I meant that Moe is just going to keep bothering him until she's finished... though since the second guy has shown up, I think you can start fighting again. I'll lend you the invisible sword if you want it," April explained, deciding to encourage Jolokia to fight before she gave Moe a reason to punish her for something.
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 23, 2012 13:12:01 GMT -5
"Elsword, you are disgracing the chivalrous code of knightly conducts." Glancing in his companion's direction, the boy frowned at the unrepentant and recalcitrant senior. "You sho- Ahn..." His ear shaped hair felt something. They were very sensitive, and the catgirl sniffing at his hair only served to stimulate pleasure. "P-please don't do that, milady. My hair is... ngh... touchy." Squirming a bit, the tall boy's hair actually seemed to flick to and fro like a canine's ear. How it did that was a mystery to all but him.
Smirking from his perch, Elsword simply watched the shenanigans with a smug look on his face. Let the boy realize his mistake. After all, you learn by experience. Though the other conversation was... awkward. "Is your master really a sexual predator?" He called out to the others, idly turning Cornwell in his hands.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 23, 2012 13:48:44 GMT -5
"Eheh, you're really sensitive, aren't you~?" The catgirl giggled, running her fingers through Chung's hair. He really was adorable... Meowrin just had to have him. He'd feel so good inside her, she just knew it~ "Ahn... You have... The most beautiful eyes, Chung~ I really want you, Chung... Wouldn't it be a disgrace to chivalry to not satisfy a fair maiden when she asks you so desperately~?"
"Ooh, I love the invisible sword!" Jolokia squealed, all thoughts about badgers dispelled for the time being. "You'll really let me have it? Eeeeh~!" She was unsure what Elsword was asking her, though. "Um... Sexual predator? What's that? And, um... Don't call her master, Miss Moerin doesn't like being called master, please."
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Post by Rain on Jul 23, 2012 13:53:17 GMT -5
The air rippled above Jolokia's hand as the Gate of Babylon dispensed a perfectly weighted espada ropera, the elegant-but-versatile blade landing handle-first such that she didn't slice her own arms open and didn't have to go fumbling around for an invisible sword. It was a wonderful weapon, to be sure, but it took a masterful practitioner to have a clue where the blade was. "Have fun."
With that, she lifted off and floated over to above Elsword, wanting to answer his questions before the inevitable attack followed. "Firstly, Moe isn't normally this forwards, I just think she's missing penises. Secondly, she's my friend and not my master. Finally, be careful, Jolokia has a strange idea of acceptable damage."
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 23, 2012 14:33:29 GMT -5
"...She could have just used certain gear for that then. She's like... well, a great cat during mating season." Shaking his head, the boy glanced at Jolokia. "Up for another round? I could use something to do while Meowrin assaults my friend." What an awesome pal this particular version of Elsword was, yep.
Stuttering over his words, the boy thought to himself perhaps Elsword was right. "W-well, Miss... Yes, I'm sensitive in that area. And thank you for the compliment. B-but... I have no idea how I can satisfy you since I'm..." Well, he wasn't saying it, but the look on his face (red and very embarrassed) indicated that he was as pure as the white armor that adorned him in that regard.
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 23, 2012 15:40:20 GMT -5
"Oh~? Ooh, I see~" A mischievous catsmile spread across Meowrin's face. Chung was just too cute! The way he acted to her advances was adorable, and the fact that he was still pure and innocent was the ultimate garnish to an already delicious meal~ "Don't worry, I can guide you through it~ I'm sure you're curious as to what other areas you have that are sensitive, eheheh~"
"Yay, Invisiblade!" Jolokia beamed as she swung the unseeable sword through the air in practice. "Um..." She simply stared in bemusement at April and Elsword for a moment, not understanding a word they were saying until the idea of fighting the knight again came up. "Am I ever!? Let's go, go, goooooo!" With invisible sword in hand, she charged Elsword head-on!
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Post by Rain on Jul 23, 2012 15:51:02 GMT -5
"One tip: if you're not sure how long this thing is, it's best to assume that it's closer to you than you would otherwise think," April offered helpfully, taking to the air and getting a nice view of the fight. Now, if only the Gate of Babylon contained some popcorn, this would be perfect. With her current senses, it was pretty easy for her to follow anything these people decided to do, so she could sit back and watch. And, for once, pay attention to the voice in her head, because Gilgamesh occasionally had some interesting commentary... though most of the time he was better off being ignored, and she'd gotten very good at that.
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Post by Vinestar on Jul 23, 2012 16:10:01 GMT -5
"Ladies first!" Elsword roared out as he swung the larger of his two swords in a savage overhead movement. For a moment there, his inner darkness leaked out and the boy began to become more uncontrolled. Really now, the things that happened today weren't good for a boy's self control, nope.
"What art thou doing?! Control the darkness slumbering within your heart!" Disregarding his blade, the knight simply exerting his repressed frustrations onto the physical world with a brutal cleave.
"U-um... I've noticed things, yes. I-I know how they work too, but it would be rather unimpressive of me to ask someone to... help me out my own body like that." Chung said, quailing underneath the predatory smile. "A-and we just met..."
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Post by Mahou Moerin on Jul 23, 2012 18:26:56 GMT -5
"So~? Ever heard of love at first sight~?" Well, it was more like lust at first sight, really. Her hand continued to stroke his beautiful golden hair, and her tail rose itself up and began stroking his cheeks. "There's nothing shameful about getting help from someone. A knight should know this." With the most sinister smirk possible, she added in a whisper, "By the way, I know what you're thinking, and yes the tail is fully prehensile, eheheh~"
"If you insist!" Jolokia joyfully cried, rushing towards the red knight almost too fast for the eye to follow. Sparks burst out as her invisible sword crashed against Elsword's own blade, and at the very moment the two weapons met Jolokia spun on the ground and aimed a brutal kick at her opponent's shins.
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