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Little Russia
« on: February 11, 2019, 11:50:39 PM »
Great Metropolis of the Fourth Rome


Introduction

The temporal seat of power of the Orthodox Church within the Nexus, presided over by Seraph Ivanna, who controls every aspect of the state. The state religion is enforced by law, although there are several largely autonomous Jewish ghettos peppered throughout the district. It matters little to the Seraph, as long as all who dwell within the district follow the proper rites to serve Him. Everyone who lives within her borders goes to church with zealous joy, enamored with the divine charisma of the Seraph. Non-believers are tolerated, but most quickly choose to convert after staying within the district for any appreciable amount of time.

Geography

The Fourth Rome is huge, the largest district in the Nexus, controlling all western land north of the Divide. With such a vast amount of territory comes great diversity-lush, fertile valleys, tall mountains, large rivers, and dense forests-The forth successor to Rome has it all. There are three great cities within the district, all along the densely populated coastal region, with a forth relatively smaller one dominating northern politics. The outer reaches of the north are more rural and sparse than anything one might find in the south. The border along Elizabeth’s Domain is heavily fortified and patrolled by armed guards to prevent intermingling with such a filthy culture.

Culture

Nearly everybody is a fervent believer to the point that outsiders are often put off by their zeal. Most people do their absolute best to follow the creed of the church, living their lives in service to Ivanna and her God. They aspire to serve her faithfully and well, acting as her eyes and ears in order to root out dissent and maintain the stability of the church. Festivals are common, alcohol flows freely, and miracles are an expected occurrence. When someone is injured, they are taken to a church, not a doctor. When accused of a crime, the priest presides over the trial, not a judge or jury. Religion is omnipresent, even to the point of the sexualization of their Seraph. Those closer to her form are viewed as the most attractive by the populace as a whole, with some even resorting to magic to maintain their youthful appearances well into adulthood.

The population of the district skews younger than average due to the cultural pressures of faith, and the desire of their ruler to see her people grow in number until they can wash over the Nexus like a great holy horde. Petite women are the preferred standard of beauty which all of them aspire to, and as a result, they attract many of the Nexus’ few halflings and gnomes, and even some elves. All races are tolerated and even encouraged to convert, so long as they follow the holy word of Ivanna. Most basic education is faith-based, with the average citizen receiving their elementary learning from members of the clergy in small church-based school houses.

Government

The ultimate authority in Little Russia is God. In the absence of the Metatron’s word, Ivanna serves as a close second, an angelic representative of the Lord. She is the executive, judiciary, and legislative branch of the government all unto herself. All laws are her laws, and so all laws are His. In the absence of all other evidence it is Ivanna who tells the people what is right and what is wrong. However, as much as she would prefer otherwise she cannot be everywhere and manage everything, and so the prophet has constructed beneath her pyramidal ecclesiastic hierarchy of functionaries to ensure that holy law is enacted.

Below Ivanna is her second in command, the Patriarch, who manages the day to day administrative needs of the district at its highest level from the central church of Little Russia, and serves as her herald in the event that greater duties occupy her attention. Beneath the Patriarch are a council of Archbishops who divide the district into six sub-districts, from whom an array of bishops take their marching orders and pass them down to local priests and priestesses who monitor the faith and wellbeing of their congregations. There is no secular branch of government separate from the clergy, but there are a multitude of lay officials who act as their support staff. Monasticism is discouraged, with Ivanna preferring for the clergy to interact with regular society and improve it than to hole themselves up in a church and pray all day.

The government controls the majority of important industries directly. While the clergy do not hold positions within these industries themselves, the lay people to whom this responsibility has been delegated answer to them and ultimately to the judgement of the Patriarch. Infrastructure, resource extraction, and the military-industrial complex are all beholden to national interest. Independent business finds its niche in more creative industries, but rarely do they penetrate the market to the point of saturation before the government stops in to assume control “for the sake of the people.” Everyone is expected to adjust their priorities immediately in the event of a divine edict from the prophet Ivanna.

The Sisterhood of Saint Andrew

The Sisterhood of Saint Andrew is an elite military arm of the Holy Orthodox Church. It is entirely composed of nuns personally selected by the Seraph herself to serve as her bodyguard unit. Sworn to serve God, Jesus, and Ivanna herself, they are fanatically loyal to the point of insanity, willing to go to absolutely any lengths to complete their tasks.

Each one of them is a powerful combatant, either capable of using powerful holy magic, holding great physical strength, incredible skill, excelling at stealth or other special talents. All of them receive blessings from Ivanna. They train in squads, taught to support each other and cover up the other’s weaknesses. Each squad contains between three and ten nuns. A full squad is generally dangerous even to the stronger player characters.

Blessed

This person has undergone the grueling trial of purification and come out alive. They are incapable of being swayed against their cause, even by the strongest of mental effects, regardless of their willpower rank. Each and every blessed is utterly unflappable. They are incapable of committing sin on a truly basic level. And, as Ivanna is without sin herself, any order she gives is right and just by definition.

In addition to their incredible strength of wills, a blessed person has been enhanced far beyond their mortal limits. Aging ceases, although a blessed will eventually die of old age, and any stat below incredible is increased up to incredible, and any stat at incredible or above is increased by one rank up to heroic. Further strengthening beyond that would rupture their mortal bodies and instantly slay them.

Furthermore, each of the blessed is able to channel a tiny fraction of Ivanna’s power. By singing an incantation, they are able to create a singular miracle unique to them. With training and prayer, one can develop this technique further.












Name: Ivanna, Protector of all Rus

Race: Seraphim

Age: 13.8 billion years

Height: 120 cm

Weight: as light as a cloud

Appearance:

Attributes

Strength: Fantastic

Agility: Fantastic

Durability: Fantastic

Willpower: Shounen Determinator

Magic: None

Supernatural Resistance: Extremely High
Due to the weight of  her immense divinity, all non-damaging supernatural effects instantly falter and fail in face of her might. Additionally, all effects based in the teachings of God automatically fail, as well as those with any holy or fire-based effects.

Other Abilities:

Seraphim

Ivanna is an angel of the first order, a Seraphim: one whom burns. She is an attendant of God himself, created at the dawn of time in order to effectuate his will. She hears and receives all prayers to him, passing them onto God by acting as a conduit between the Nexus and Heaven. Were this connection between the two realms to be severed, all miracles from God would cease working until it were restored. Currently, her powers are diminished as a result of her weak connection with the upper realms. Were she able to find a way to strengthen it, her powers would be proportionally enhanced. Furthermore, she sees things as they truly are, seeing through any illusion and seeing past most forms of deception.

Angel
Her angelic form is too great for most mortal minds to comprehend. The average person would burst into flames and instantly be reduced to nothing were they to see her unguarded form. Only those mortals with exceptional minds are able to resist this effect-however, they are not immune. These flames deal persistent damage at the incredible rank. If she covers herself up with her wings, the fires go out instantly. Only other angels and those with truly exceptional wills(Zen+) are capable of perceiving her with no ill effects.

Wings
Seraphim have six wings-two to cover their faces, two to cover their bodies, and two to fly. Each of these wings is 2 meters long and are coated in a perpetual shroud of cleansing fire. Each wing is a manifestation of her divine power and has durability at the legendary rank.

Celestial Fire

Seraphim have dominion over the element of fire. Ivanna can control any source of fire within 100 meters that doesn’t have a will behind it. She can snuff them out instantly, make them grow to immense sizes, and make them lash out at her enemies. Fires under her control gain the holy element, and no fire will ever dare to harm her body, flinching away from striking her. Ivanna’s fire does not burn those who are pure of heart and free from sin. Her fires burn at incredible, and can be condensed even further to burn at fantastic damage.

However, Ivanna can go even further beyond and create a cleansing sword of holy flame named παυειν. It is a three meter greatsword made of solid flame. It purifies the wicked and unclean, burning hot enough to instantly melt most metals and can cut most things up to legendary durability.

Her fire is a deadly weapon, but it is also a powerful tool of healing. By coating an affected object with faint white-hot fire, she can purify it-of damage, of uncleanliness, and of sin. It burns the offending concept away with divine fury, only ceasing once it is done. However, the target suffers indescribable pain while being purified, proportional to the degree of uncleanliness that is being excised from its being. Weaker willed creatures may even die from the shock of the pain. As a result of a divine commandment, she is only capable of using this on a willing target. Somebody who does not wish to repent can only face death.

Ivanna is capable of granting them something more. To those that are willing, and are capable of surviving the full brunt of her purifying flames can receive something more. Once purified, they are incapable of sin, servants who have transcended their human limitations and received her blessing. They gain strength beyond what humans are normally capable of, and are able to channel a small fraction of her blessing in order to accomplish supernatural feats bordering on the miraculous.

Choir

A seraph’s most powerful tool is their voice. Their songs are beautiful without comparison and evoke miracles. Her songs of the lord are uttered in the tongue of angels, incomprehensible to the mortal mind.. When she sings, it sounds as if a full angelic chorus is singing alongside her..

Using the power of her voice, she can create miracles. The more powerful and wide-reaching the effect, the longer Ivanna must sing. Creating wine out of water is a simple affair requiring but a single word, while ending a drought might take a full psalm. All miracles rely upon the prayers that mortals offer up to heaven in order to create their effects. Her ability to grant miracles is also enhanced by the act of prayer-the more who are actively praying to her, the greater the effects she can enforce upon the Nexus.

Currently, the greatest effect she can create with the energy she has would be to do something on the scale of ending a drought or to modify an area equaling about the size of a neighborhood within her district. Choir cannot replicate effects that directly contravene God's own commands or promises as recorded in scripture. Furthermore, it cannot be used to kill.

Heavenly Charisma

Ivanna’s voice is heavenly and enticing. Soft and sweet, but commanding and powerful at the same time. She has a supernatural charisma that makes her words seem honeyed and true, inviting faith in her lord to all whom hear her. This is not a mental compulsion that forces people to obey her, merely making her words seem more reasonable than they may truly be.


Divine Knowledge

Ivanna has knowledge of deep secrets from before the dawn of time. Her full knowledge is everything that has ever and will ever exist within the universe, except that which He chooses to hide from her. However, this does not extend beyond it to the Nexus. In the Nexus, her divine powers in this case have failed her. She only knows that which those who offer prayers up to heaven know and that which she experiences with her own eyes, as well as anything that can exist in her universe.

Avatar
Ultimately, Ivanna is immortal. Only a few rare and powerful weapons are capable of permanently bringing her the embrace of annihilation. Her body will heal to full strength after a fight unless one found a way to truly injure her spirit. Were her body to be completely annihilated, she would be banished back to heaven. It would take her a few days before she was able to recreate her body here, which could easily prove fatal to the immense district she has worked for a century to create. Miracles would fail to work, their leadership would be headless, and faith would be meaningless.

Assets:
As the guardian angel of every citizen of Little Russia, Ivanna owns everything her people do through their oaths to serve her and the lord. In times of need, every citizen of Russia can be made a soldier, fodder for the continued existence of the flock she has created within the Nexus. Every man, woman, and child is one of those she is sworn to protect, and they in turn are sworn to serve.

In addition, Ivanna has created many holy relics imbued with immense divine power. She gives these out to her most pious servants, arming them with the faith of the cross in order to fell the enemies of the Kingdom of God on Earth.

Weakness:

Those who cannot see will not be burned by her visage.

Intimacies:

Greater Tie:Yaweh(My Lord, My Creator, My Everything)
Lesser Tie: The Angelic Court(Familial Affection)
Lesser Tie: Humanity (Affection and sympathy for their original sin)

Lesser Tie: Rus (His charge to her)

Lesser Tie:Singing with her subjects (It’s totally fine, don’t worry about it)
Lesser Tie: Games (Guilty Pleasure)

Lesser Cause: I must fulfill my duty(Whatever it may be at the time)
Lesser Cause: To reestablish her connection with Him
Lesser Cause: To gain knowledge of all things

Lesser Phobia: The unknown (fear)
Lesser Phobia: Solitude (Hatred)



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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #1 on: May 14, 2019, 10:01:44 PM »
Sakura and Shirou

12:00 PM

Since receiving their windfall from Steaven's father, Sakura and Shirou had spent much of their time checking out various districts, seeing where they might want to live now that they could afford a more expensive house. As such, today they were checking out Little Russia. Currently, they were impressed, if a little disturbed by the brutality and intolerance of dissent shown by the chief, although Shirou had pointed out that it was perhaps a little too safe for their liking, especially given that the chief likely would not be willing to allow them complete freedom to act in the face of injustice.

At this exact moment, though, they were taking a pleasant walk through the forest, holding hands with a smile on their faces. Both were clearly extremely content with their lives as they currently were.
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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #2 on: May 15, 2019, 07:53:22 PM »
Sakura

11:00 am

Sakura, once she was in her safe place, the place she controlled, where she was the queen, she finally began to relax. She sucked in a deep breath, closed her eyes, and leaned back, rubbing her forehead with her thumbs.

"How long has it been, since I came out into the real world?" She sounded tired and curious. One of her eyes flashed back to its natural azur aquamarine, the fetid tatoos retreating from her skin along with the pure white hair. It stopped about halfway, leaving her looking very different from a moment before.

"It's been years." The voice came out of the same mouth, but had a completely different intonation and set of mannerisms. "Three years, if I'm remembering right." Rin answered her question, and Sakura shook her head with a wry smile. Her movements looked robotic and choppy, as if two people had one hand each on the sheering wheel.

"Did I do the right thing?"

"..."

"I hope so. That girl was pretty strange, but she also seemed benevolent..."

Sakura started shaking a little bit, her hands quivering.

"You did what you thought was right, Sakura. That's all you can do. Now calm down, and let her sleep. Why don't you go for a walk? Eat some food, explore the real world while she rests?"

Sakura gulped, steadying her hands. She took ahold of them and nodded slowly. "Okay."

Sakura's clothes dissolved, leaving her naked. She looked down at the frankenstein's monster that was her body now. She reached down, touching his thing before turning away and sighing.

"I was such a foolish little girl..." She muttered, using his magic to create a set of clothing from her memory. Her clothes.

The school uniform from all those years ago, from a country that no longer existed except in history books. She put it on, and exited from another portal back into the real world.

11:30 am


Sakura wandered around for a while. She left the slums, contenting herself with taking a walk in the forest, away from other people. They made her feel uncomfortable. Like she didn't belong, or wasn't wanted.

It was better out here.

12:00 pm

She sighed as she continued her slow meander through nature. It was pleasant. Nice, even, until her bugs circling around her as guards detected a pair of mages exploring the forest as well. She instinctively took a look at them, and froze up.

No, this wasn't possible.

This wasn't fair.

How dare she have him...

Jealousy, rage, and sadness brimmed up from Sakura's heart while worry, panic, and helplessness brimmed up in Rin's.

"Sakura, don't!" She yelled out, loud enough for the other party to hear it, before Sakura shut her out.

"I'm sorry, Sister."

Sakura took a deep breath, the curse marks covering her body once again, her body turning pale, her hair as white as the purest snow.

Her mana spiked to a terrifying level, all of her mismatched circuits working together.

"I am the bone of my sword." She muttered, tears welling up in her eyes, streaming down her cheeks.

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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #3 on: May 15, 2019, 10:19:44 PM »
Sakura and Shirou

As they continued their peaceful walk, they suddenly heard a loud yell, from what sounded like a combination of Sakura and her sister. Shocked and confused, the two of them looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a girl who looked like a white-haired version of Sakura, complete with a red ribbon tied to her hair. Now totally bemused, they stared at her for a few moments, wondering what was going on, until Sakura noticed a sudden surge of mana eminiating from the girl.

"Senpai, watch out!" she shouted. "She's going to attack us!"

"Vertraute Schatten einsetzen!" she shouted, generating a shadow familiar and sending it to stand in front of them protectively.

"Wiederholen!" she continued, generating another.

Shirou, meanwhile, summoned up his usual swords. Having learnt from past experience that they could come under attack at any time, both of them were wearing body armour underneath their clothes, which they used their magic to reinforce. However, they had not brought along much of their weaponry, so if they were going to fight, it would have to be with their magic.

However, despite summoning up his swords, Shirou had no real desire to fight, at least until he knew what was going on.

"I'm going to talk to her", he said to Sakura as he walked towards the girl.

Sakura, not wanting to leave him unprotected, sent one of her shadow giants in front of him, keeping him protected from attacks.

"Erschaffe Hornissenschwarm!" Sakura shouted, and a swarm of hornets began to form behind her as she too walked towards their unusual opponent. "Mehr! Mehr!"

Shirou, meanwhile, continued forward. But, as the girl began to chant, he began to feel really weird. His head began to throb, a weird feeling assailling him as he heard the unexpectedly-familiar chant.
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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #4 on: May 19, 2019, 08:07:29 PM »
Sakura and Shirou

As they continued their peaceful walk, they suddenly heard a loud yell, from what sounded like a combination of Sakura and her sister. Shocked and confused, the two of them looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a girl who looked like a white-haired version of Sakura, complete with a red ribbon tied to her hair. Now totally bemused, they stared at her for a few moments, wondering what was going on, until Sakura noticed a sudden surge of mana eminiating from the girl.

"Senpai, watch out!" she shouted. "She's going to attack us!"

"Vertraute Schatten einsetzen!" she shouted, generating a shadow familiar and sending it to stand in front of them protectively.

"Wiederholen!" she continued, generating another.

Shirou, meanwhile, summoned up his usual swords. Having learnt from past experience that they could come under attack at any time, both of them were wearing body armour underneath their clothes, which they used their magic to reinforce. However, they had not brought along much of their weaponry, so if they were going to fight, it would have to be with their magic.

However, despite summoning up his swords, Shirou had no real desire to fight, at least until he knew what was going on.

"I'm going to talk to her", he said to Sakura as he walked towards the girl.

Sakura, not wanting to leave him unprotected, sent one of her shadow giants in front of him, keeping him protected from attacks.

"Erschaffe Hornissenschwarm!" Sakura shouted, and a swarm of hornets began to form behind her as she too walked towards their unusual opponent. "Mehr! Mehr!"

Shirou, meanwhile, continued forward. But, as the girl began to chant, he began to feel really weird. His head began to throb, a weird feeling assailling him as he heard the unexpectedly-familiar chant.

Sakura

Sakura had no interest in talking to either of them, really. She fully acknowledged how stupid and foolish this assault was. She just didn't care about that right now.

She felt betrayed by the world, and she needed to vent out her feelings on something, someone. She felt like she was going to explode if she didn't do something.

And she'd rather vent it out on these two sickening lovebirds than her sister.

So, shadows wrapped themselves around her body tro provide some protection, reinforcing her skin to be as tough as iron. Her own hornets came back to protect her, but with a thought, she directed them towards the other her. The bugs buzzed loudly as they shit towards Sakura, mandibles outstretched, ready to tear into her.

Sakura frowned at this version of her lover, hatred boiling up inside of her. "How, why, how dare!" She yelled at him, choking down her own sorrow.

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood." The image of a great noble phantasm began to materialize in front of Shirou's eyes, before it crystalized into an immediately recognizable form. The holy sword, gram, materialized in her hand, and she charged forwards with vengence in her eyes.

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« Reply #5 on: May 19, 2019, 11:43:33 PM »
Sakura

Sakura had no interest in talking to either of them, really. She fully acknowledged how stupid and foolish this assault was. She just didn't care about that right now.

She felt betrayed by the world, and she needed to vent out her feelings on something, someone. She felt like she was going to explode if she didn't do something.

And she'd rather vent it out on these two sickening lovebirds than her sister.

So, shadows wrapped themselves around her body tro provide some protection, reinforcing her skin to be as tough as iron. Her own hornets came back to protect her, but with a thought, she directed them towards the other her. The bugs buzzed loudly as they shit towards Sakura, mandibles outstretched, ready to tear into her.

Sakura frowned at this version of her lover, hatred boiling up inside of her. "How, why, how dare!" She yelled at him, choking down her own sorrow.

"Steel is my body, and fire is my blood." The image of a great noble phantasm began to materialize in front of Shirou's eyes, before it crystalized into an immediately recognizable form. The holy sword, gram, materialized in her hand, and she charged forwards with vengence in her eyes.

Shirou

Shirou's head began to throb even more as the girl continued to chant the weirdly-familiar chant. Somehow, he recognised that allowing her to continue was dangerous, so he reinforced his body armour before charging past the shadow that was protecting him and towards the girl. As he did so, he saw the sword materialise in her hand, and his eyes widened with surprise. The shadows wrapped around her body and the swarm of insects she'd sent towards Sakura, coupled with the distinctive ribbon in her hair, made it obvious that the girl was some kind of alternate version of his wife, but he instinctively knew that she had traced the sword in her hand in the exact same way as he would have. And he knew the sword, too. Gram, the ancestor to Caliburn.

"Sakura, what's going on?" he shouted as he ran towards her, swords at the ready. "Why are you trying to kill us?"

Sakura

Sakura sighed momentarily as Shirou ran past the shadow that she had created to defend him, but she didn't make any comment. She trusted that he knew what he was doing and, besides, she had her own movements to worry about. Unlike Shirou, Sakura wasn't particularly worried about the girl's motivations. She just wanted to protect herself and, more importantly, her beloved. If the girl survived, then that was good, but if not, then so be it.

"Angriff!" she shouted, sending her own swarm of hornets towards those the girl had sent in her direction.

"Erzeugen Schattenigel!" she shouted, causing a small shadow blob covered with many small spikes to appear in the middle of the swarm.

"Schießen!" she added without a pause.

In response, the spikes fired out from the shadow blob, sending many small spines firing out into the swarm, each one capable of destroying an insect.

"Wiederholen! Wiederholen!" she continued, creating several more such blobs and immediately detonating them.

Sakura followed this with more of the same, continuing to focus on the swarm until her own swarm arrived to destroy whatever remained. Then, she would turn her attentions to their opponent.

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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #6 on: May 21, 2019, 12:45:57 AM »
Sakura

A dark shadow emenated from around Sakura's feet, expanding outwards in a circle around her. She clutched gram tightly, grimacing at Shirou, and through the pain of Rin trying to wrestle some control back. Her face contorted into agony after he asked her question.

"..."

She didn't respond to Shirou, uninterested in attempting to justidy her actions. She just burst forwards with a thunderous leap, sword bearing down on Shirou.

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« Reply #7 on: May 21, 2019, 11:41:06 PM »
Shirou

Shirou reacted to the alternate Sakura's attack instinctively, parrying it with his own swords before jumping backwards and throwing the two swords in the girl's direction, his head still throbbing. Noticing the shadow beneath her feet and wary of what she might be able to do with it, he was careful to keep his distance.

"Sakura, stop!" he shouted. "You don't need to do this!"

Sakura

Sakura, meanwhile, watched the girl with anger and determination.

"Angriff!" she shouted, sending her swarm of hornets towards the girl, intending to have them use their tranquilising ability to send her to sleep.

Then, in co-ordination with Shirou's attack, Sakura made one of her own.

"Erstelle Schattenball!" she shouted, pointing in the girl's direction. "Und anderer!"

In response, a blob of shadow appeared just behind and to the side of the girl, out of her sight, followed by another on the opposite side.

"Aufspießen!"

With that, several spikes shot out from the two balls of shadow, intending to pierce the girl from behind just as Shirou's swords approached her from in front.

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« Reply #8 on: May 23, 2019, 07:54:16 AM »
Shirou

Shirou reacted to the alternate Sakura's attack instinctively, parrying it with his own swords before jumping backwards and throwing the two swords in the girl's direction, his head still throbbing. Noticing the shadow beneath her feet and wary of what she might be able to do with it, he was careful to keep his distance.

"Sakura, stop!" he shouted. "You don't need to do this!"

Sakura

Sakura, meanwhile, watched the girl with anger and determination.

"Angriff!" she shouted, sending her swarm of hornets towards the girl, intending to have them use their tranquilising ability to send her to sleep.

Then, in co-ordination with Shirou's attack, Sakura made one of her own.

"Erstelle Schattenball!" she shouted, pointing in the girl's direction. "Und anderer!"

In response, a blob of shadow appeared just behind and to the side of the girl, out of her sight, followed by another on the opposite side.

"Aufspießen!"

With that, several spikes shot out from the two balls of shadow, intending to pierce the girl from behind just as Shirou's swords approached her from in front.

Sakura

Sakura felt the immesurable skills of the great hero sigurd channeling through her as she trivially deflected the two swords that had been thrown at her. She at once felt extrodinarily nostalgic, extreme longing, and a sickening feeling that sank into her gut at once. Tasting bile in her mouth, she burst forward towards Shirou, dodging the shadows behind her and closing the distance with what seemed like a single step. She smacked him in the shoulder with the flat of her blade, hard enough to dislocate it and to break bones.

"Why shouldn't I, Senpai?" She seemed to be spitting out the word as if it were a distasteful, bitter pill she was being forced to swallow. An impossibly fast kick came hurtling at his gut.

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« Reply #9 on: May 24, 2019, 01:23:47 AM »
Sakura

Sakura felt the immesurable skills of the great hero sigurd channeling through her as she trivially deflected the two swords that had been thrown at her. She at once felt extrodinarily nostalgic, extreme longing, and a sickening feeling that sank into her gut at once. Tasting bile in her mouth, she burst forward towards Shirou, dodging the shadows behind her and closing the distance with what seemed like a single step. She smacked him in the shoulder with the flat of her blade, hard enough to dislocate it and to break bones.

"Why shouldn't I, Senpai?" She seemed to be spitting out the word as if it were a distasteful, bitter pill she was being forced to swallow. An impossibly fast kick came hurtling at his gut.

Sakura and Shirou

Having fully expected the girl to deflect his rather simple attack, Shirou immediately traced another pair of swords. However, whilst he had not planned on his attack succeeding, he was not remotely prepared for what happened next. As soon as she'd dodged the swords, the girl launched herself at him. Somehow, he knew what she would do before it happened but, even so, he was unable to react in time, and the sword slammed directly into his shoulder, causing him to let out a scream of pain. Before he could react to the first blow or even react to the fact that she had struck him with the flat of her blade, he felt her foot crash directly into his stomach, winding him and sending him flying backwards.

Sakura, meanwhile, was watching with horror as the girl moved far faster than she thought was possible and struck Shirou directly on the shoulder. Unable to see that the strike had not pierced the skin, she screamed desperately.

"Senpai, no!" she shouted, her voice full of anguish.

"Schattencluster erstellen!" she shouted, glaring angrily at the girl as multiple shadow balls appeared behind and to the side of her.

"Aufladen! Explodieren!" she continued, straining her magic to its limit as tears filled her eyes.

With that, the shadow balls all exploded like grenades, the wave of magical energy hopefully crashing into the girl along with shards of shadow.

"Erschaffe Hornissenschwärme! Angriff!" she continued, creating several more swarms of hornets and ordering them to attack the girl, her face contorted with rage, hatred and fear.

 Shirou, meanwhile, began to attempt to desperately scramble to his feet, too winded by the kick to call out to his distressed wife.
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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #10 on: May 24, 2019, 01:38:27 AM »
Sakura

Sakura felt the immesurable skills of the great hero sigurd channeling through her as she trivially deflected the two swords that had been thrown at her. She at once felt extrodinarily nostalgic, extreme longing, and a sickening feeling that sank into her gut at once. Tasting bile in her mouth, she burst forward towards Shirou, dodging the shadows behind her and closing the distance with what seemed like a single step. She smacked him in the shoulder with the flat of her blade, hard enough to dislocate it and to break bones.

"Why shouldn't I, Senpai?" She seemed to be spitting out the word as if it were a distasteful, bitter pill she was being forced to swallow. An impossibly fast kick came hurtling at his gut.

Sakura and Shirou

Having fully expected the girl to deflect his rather simple attack, Shirou immediately traced another pair of swords. However, whilst he had not planned on his attack succeeding, he was not remotely prepared for what happened next. As soon as she'd dodged the swords, the girl launched herself at him. Somehow, he knew what she would do before it happened but, even so, he was unable to react in time, and the sword slammed directly into his shoulder, causing him to let out a scream of pain. Before he could react to the first blow or even react to the fact that she had struck him with the flat of her blade, he felt her foot crash directly into his stomach, winding him and sending him flying backwards.

Sakura, meanwhile, was watching with horror as the girl moved far faster than she thought was possible and struck Shirou directly on the shoulder. Unable to see that the strike had not pierced the skin, she screamed desperately.

"Senpai, no!" she shouted, her voice full of anguish.

"Schattencluster erstellen!" she shouted, glaring angrily at the girl as multiple shadow balls appeared behind and to the side of her.

"Aufladen! Explodieren!" she continued, straining her magic to its limit as tears filled her eyes.

With that, the shadow balls all exploded like grenades, the wave of magical energy hopefully crashing into the girl along with shards of shadow.

"Erschaffe Hornissenschwärme! Angriff!" she continued, creating several more swarms of hornets and ordering them to attack the girl, her face contorted with rage, hatred and fear.

 Shirou, meanwhile, began to attempt to desperately scramble to his feet, too winded by the kick to call out to his distressed wife.

Sakura

An enormous shadow appeared behind Sakura, protecting her from the explosions, merely being buffeted by the attack. It grew ever larger, until it was taller than the trees, and turned to face her alternate self. It swatted at the hornets, smashing some of them with an inky black tendril.

Sakura ghasped a bit, gritting her teeth as she felt a large amount of mana leave her all at once, the distinctive glow of Rin's crest glowing on her arm as she lunged down, slamming her fist into his chin, knocking him out.

Then, she collapsed down upon him, holding him tightly as a shadow enveloped them both, sucking them into the abyss.

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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #11 on: June 02, 2019, 05:53:45 PM »
Sakura

Sakura watched with astonishment and fear as the alternate version of her created a shadow of truly massive proportions, using it to swat her swarm of hornets out of the sky. The amount of magical energy she would have needed to put in to create something that large was truly astounding, and it only underlined how totally outmatched the two of them were.

Still, Sakura knew that she had no choice but to try. So, she prepared to launch further attacks, hoping to somehow give Shirou a way to escape, if nothing else. But, before she could even try, the girl knocked Shirou clean out with her fist. Then, to Sakura's horror, she grabbed hold of him and, at a speed Sakura could never match, sucked him inside her shadow and disappeared, transporting both of them to God-knows-where.

"Senpai!" Sakura shouted, her eyes filling with tears. "Senpai, no, no, Senpai, no...."

Sakura collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. The man she loved was gone, and she had no way to find him. Assuming he was alive at all.

No, he's alive. He must be alive, and I will find him, she thought to herself, fighting back the tears.

Deep down, Sakura knew that he was alive. After all, the girl who attacked them was an alternate version of herself, albeit obviously insane and with some bizarre magic. Shirou was too important to her to simply kill him, and she knew that the magic the girl had used was akin to teleportation magic, of the kind she herself had used many times before. Yes, he was definitely alive, and would remain so for the forseeable future.

What Sakura didn't know, though, was what the girl would do to him if he remained in her captivity. She had clearly been angry and upset, and had attacked them without warning. Would she rape him, perhaps even torture him? Sakura herself would never do such a thing, the very thought revolted her, but could she really be so sure that her alternate self felt the same way? She simply had to find him, before things went too far.

Calling on all her training and years of experience, Sakura did her best to calm herself and work out what to do.

I know, I'll call Nanako! she thought, thinking of the flighty but very powerful squirrel girl.

Taking out her phone, she dialed the girl's number, allowing the phone to ring for some time only to find herself redirected to the answerphone.

"Heya, Nanako here. Leave a message at the- Huh, what's that?... beep", it said.

Despite the pain she felt, Sakura couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's message, before she began to speak.

"Nanako, it's Sakura, I need your help. Senpai has been kidnapped by an alternate version of me, and I need help to rescue him. She's too powerful for me to take on alone. Please, Nanako, help me. Please...", she said, her voice choking up as she spoke.

Then, she returned to thinking, wondering what to do next whilst she awaited Nanako's call. Should she perhaps put out a bounty for Shirou's return? That would at least get some help, but she was wary that they might fight each other over the target, getting him hurt in the process.

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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #12 on: June 04, 2019, 04:11:00 PM »
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Punishment slowed its gallop, braying like a furnace, as the ragged cowboy duo on the saddle saw the compacted streets open up into more orderly, busier roads. Having crossed another district boundary, frequent construction work passed them by, with stares cautious and curious following them and quickly dropping off.

The amount of churches or religious icons on the roofs made Justice's eyebrows rise unnoticeably under the shadow of his hat. He relaxed his hold on the abyssal horse (now with gloved hands), leaning to the side to glance at the profile of Suerte's face, as she sat in front of him.

"So what're you looking for in these parts, anyhow?" He asked.
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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #13 on: June 04, 2019, 04:18:36 PM »
Suerte

I don't know! is what she thought.

"Someone in need," she said, her confident tone betraying her thoughts.  "Trust my women's intuition."

Thats when they saw it, a purple-haired girl in a clearly distressed mood.  Suerte got to her feet, striking a T pose.  Then, she leaped several feet into the air, flipping at the peak of her ascent before landing gracefully on the ground in front of the purple haired civilian.

"Howdy stranger!"

(Continued from pine garden.)
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Re: Little Russia
« Reply #14 on: June 05, 2019, 01:32:30 AM »
Sakura

Sakura was still pondering what to do next and waiting for Nanako's call when, suddenly, a blonde, big-breasted girl landed directly in front of her and greeted her.

"Hello", she said, politely, putting on a very convincing smile despite the utter despair she felt inside.