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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects - Sign Up, Discussion Page
« on: January 28, 2014, 06:59:32 AM »
What the fuck! Daiki just annihilated his characters!
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: January 28, 2014, 03:47:32 AM »
As he fired, Shirou suddenly heard an ear-splitting screeching noise echo throughout the building, some form of warning system. He winced as the soundwave crashed into his eardrums, filling his ears and reverbating through his head like a jackhammer. His vision wavered momentarily, but enough to affect his aim. The bullets he had fired whipped to the side of the intruder, one passing close enough to part the man's hair as if disturbed by a strong breeze.
Snarling, Shirou resteadied his aim. The man was closing in now, Shirou only had precious miliseconds left to fire again before he was forced into close quarter combat, something he didn't think was a great idea based on the opponent's determination to get close.
Suddenly, his nose filled with the scent of ozone, a definite sign of some powerful spell being activated in close proximity, most likely a binding spell of some form. In any case, it meant he should most definitely put some distance between him and the intruder. Reinforcing his legs, Shirou threw himself backwards,flying backwards like some bizarre human rocket until he landed at a safe distance from the intruder. Crouching down to ease the strain in his legs, he watched with narrowed eyes as the spell began to activate.
Snarling, Shirou resteadied his aim. The man was closing in now, Shirou only had precious miliseconds left to fire again before he was forced into close quarter combat, something he didn't think was a great idea based on the opponent's determination to get close.
Suddenly, his nose filled with the scent of ozone, a definite sign of some powerful spell being activated in close proximity, most likely a binding spell of some form. In any case, it meant he should most definitely put some distance between him and the intruder. Reinforcing his legs, Shirou threw himself backwards,flying backwards like some bizarre human rocket until he landed at a safe distance from the intruder. Crouching down to ease the strain in his legs, he watched with narrowed eyes as the spell began to activate.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: January 24, 2014, 12:07:07 AM »
Shirou paced silently through the halls of the Apartment Block, golden eyes searching each and every crook and cranny with hawk-like intensity. Whilst everybody else had long since relaxed, believing the place to be impenetrable, Shirou remained vigilant. He knew from personal experience that this period was among the most dangerous times of day, and that nowhere was ever completely impenetrable if one was determined or wily enough.
And if nothing else, it allowed him to idle the time away without revisiting old events in his sleep.
He was passing by the stairwell, his feet gliding along as silently as a wraith, when he heard it. The distinctive sound of a fist smacking into the door, once, twice, then an explosion as the door was smashed across the hallway, splinters peppering the room.
An enemy. A powerful one, or a stupid one, based on the brazen way he'd entered the building.
For a second, Shirou hesitated. Was there any point to attacking? If they were after him, he could easily slip away into the night, with no one the wiser. Certainly, the people here were strong enough to handle themselves. But...to do so would go against his ideals, the one thing in life he'd sworn himself to on that night so very long ago. A hero wouldn't leave if things became too dangerous. And for once, this wasn't a case of sacrificing the lesser for the greater. He thought of Forest, Isa, and all the other people he'd been slowly getting attached to. All those alternate universe kids of his...
The solution was obvious.
Reinforcing his legs, the familiar pain coursing through his Circuits, Shirou jumped the banister, falling through the air, whilst simultaneously retrieving his Forest's revolver from his coat. He landed on the Ground floor, coat billowing around him like a cape, just in time to catch a figure moving towards him at an inhuman speed, a blur really. He could just make out a man in his 20s, around average height and slim in built, his skin as pale as a ghost. he was dressed in a black coat which didn't really fit him, most likely stolen. The one unique feature which really caught Shirou's attention was the man's eyes: a golden colour with narrow slit pupils which clearly showed him as a supernatural being, possibly a Dead Apostle. Narrowing his silver eyes in concentration, he quickly fired twice, the gunshots sounding like explosions which echoed around the room. He quickly traced Bakuya in his left hand, ready to fight in close quarters if it came to it.
And if nothing else, it allowed him to idle the time away without revisiting old events in his sleep.
He was passing by the stairwell, his feet gliding along as silently as a wraith, when he heard it. The distinctive sound of a fist smacking into the door, once, twice, then an explosion as the door was smashed across the hallway, splinters peppering the room.
An enemy. A powerful one, or a stupid one, based on the brazen way he'd entered the building.
For a second, Shirou hesitated. Was there any point to attacking? If they were after him, he could easily slip away into the night, with no one the wiser. Certainly, the people here were strong enough to handle themselves. But...to do so would go against his ideals, the one thing in life he'd sworn himself to on that night so very long ago. A hero wouldn't leave if things became too dangerous. And for once, this wasn't a case of sacrificing the lesser for the greater. He thought of Forest, Isa, and all the other people he'd been slowly getting attached to. All those alternate universe kids of his...
The solution was obvious.
Reinforcing his legs, the familiar pain coursing through his Circuits, Shirou jumped the banister, falling through the air, whilst simultaneously retrieving his Forest's revolver from his coat. He landed on the Ground floor, coat billowing around him like a cape, just in time to catch a figure moving towards him at an inhuman speed, a blur really. He could just make out a man in his 20s, around average height and slim in built, his skin as pale as a ghost. he was dressed in a black coat which didn't really fit him, most likely stolen. The one unique feature which really caught Shirou's attention was the man's eyes: a golden colour with narrow slit pupils which clearly showed him as a supernatural being, possibly a Dead Apostle. Narrowing his silver eyes in concentration, he quickly fired twice, the gunshots sounding like explosions which echoed around the room. He quickly traced Bakuya in his left hand, ready to fight in close quarters if it came to it.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: December 15, 2013, 08:20:54 AM »
"He needs it," Shirou said simply, "Believe me, I'd love nothing more than to commandeer the kitchen. But you saw how ecstatic he was to help someone, and even more so when that someone is part of his family. It's like he's a miniature version of my teenage self, always looking to help, to find ways to be a hero, to protect his family without thinking of the consequences and after-effects of doing so. But...after all he's been through this past day, being separated from his family amongst other things, I figured I'll let him have his way this once."
"I do see your point though," he continued, "so this isn't which will happen again."
"I do see your point though," he continued, "so this isn't which will happen again."
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: December 13, 2013, 04:36:03 AM »
Shirou sweat-dropped a bit when he heard Kiyoshi's answer. So reminiscient of his teenage self, and yet so different.
"You know, you're not supposed to force people to accept your help..." he started, before changing tact. Kiyoshi was still just a child after all, one obviously used to being in a large loving family who let him do whatever he wanted within reason. Even if he had a fixation on being a hero, and was surprisingly bloodthirsty, he was just a naive kid.
"But forget that. Did you say you're cooking? Mind cooking me something as well?" Shirou said, noticing how happy the boy was to help. "I haven't eaten anything for ages."
He turned to the girl, "Ryoko was it? Nice to meet you, I'm Shirou."
"You know, you're not supposed to force people to accept your help..." he started, before changing tact. Kiyoshi was still just a child after all, one obviously used to being in a large loving family who let him do whatever he wanted within reason. Even if he had a fixation on being a hero, and was surprisingly bloodthirsty, he was just a naive kid.
"But forget that. Did you say you're cooking? Mind cooking me something as well?" Shirou said, noticing how happy the boy was to help. "I haven't eaten anything for ages."
He turned to the girl, "Ryoko was it? Nice to meet you, I'm Shirou."
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects: Ask The Characters
« on: December 13, 2013, 04:12:43 AM »
Shirou: Hmm, I'm not sure it's a good idea to reveal what weapons I have on hand. A large part of my fighting style relies on surprise after all, on the enemy failing to realise I still have a gun up my sleeve when I seemingly run out of ammo. Be that as it is, I guess I'll tell you.
Current Firearm list:
That's all I have on hand right now. Running out of ammo too, I'll have to contact my supplier again. He won't be happy about that.
Current Firearm list:
- MP-7 submachine gun
- DSR-1
- Taurus model 605
- Glock 18
- Thompson Contender (no origin bullets)
That's all I have on hand right now. Running out of ammo too, I'll have to contact my supplier again. He won't be happy about that.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: December 12, 2013, 11:19:14 PM »
To Shirou's surprise, another girl ran right past him, clearly chasing after Kiyoshi as well. She must have come when he was hiding from the cop.
Familiar... That was the impression he got as he continued discreetly observing the girl. She was undoubtedly a tomboy, the toned musculature of her body indicating her as a practitioner of some form of martial arts... Her eyes were a bright blue, reminding him very much of Rin even if the shade wasn't exactly correct.
He noticed the orange hair.
Oh hell. Another one? Whilst Shirou wasn't so vain that he believed he was the only person with that shade of hair in the multiverse, there were far too many familiar elements in her appearance for her not to be.
He followed after her, stopping just a bit from the pair, and waited.
Familiar... That was the impression he got as he continued discreetly observing the girl. She was undoubtedly a tomboy, the toned musculature of her body indicating her as a practitioner of some form of martial arts... Her eyes were a bright blue, reminding him very much of Rin even if the shade wasn't exactly correct.
He noticed the orange hair.
Oh hell. Another one? Whilst Shirou wasn't so vain that he believed he was the only person with that shade of hair in the multiverse, there were far too many familiar elements in her appearance for her not to be.
He followed after her, stopping just a bit from the pair, and waited.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: December 11, 2013, 09:13:15 AM »
Shirou sat cross-legged on the floor, carefully removing any grit and impurities from the disassembled barrel of his sniper rifle. He hasn't had problems with it earlier, but considering how perceptive his target had been earlier, he couldn't afford for anything to go wrong when the moment of truth came. No one had ever been hurt from being careful.
He had retreated silently to his room despite Forest's reassurance that the cop hasn't been looking for him. The cop mightn't have come FOR him, but it was still better to not provoke him. Besides, it was getting far too crazy in that kitchen, even for him. He'd had enough of it for one night.
Blowing through the barrel tube to remove any excess grit, he heard a boy start shouting somewhere downstairs. Probably Kiyoshi. With a sigh, Shirou reassembled the weapon, the process made faster using Magecraft, before gently placing it back into his bag, shifting aside the other weapons to make room.
Just to be on the safe side, he retrieved Forest's revolver and placed in his hip holster. He had become highly attached to the weapon, having gained a greater appreciation of its working through structural analysis in his brief rest period.
With a sigh, Shirou exited the room, moving downstairs until he found Kiyoshi, along with another man, moving towards the kitchen.
"What's wrong? I heard you shouting."
He had retreated silently to his room despite Forest's reassurance that the cop hasn't been looking for him. The cop mightn't have come FOR him, but it was still better to not provoke him. Besides, it was getting far too crazy in that kitchen, even for him. He'd had enough of it for one night.
Blowing through the barrel tube to remove any excess grit, he heard a boy start shouting somewhere downstairs. Probably Kiyoshi. With a sigh, Shirou reassembled the weapon, the process made faster using Magecraft, before gently placing it back into his bag, shifting aside the other weapons to make room.
Just to be on the safe side, he retrieved Forest's revolver and placed in his hip holster. He had become highly attached to the weapon, having gained a greater appreciation of its working through structural analysis in his brief rest period.
With a sigh, Shirou exited the room, moving downstairs until he found Kiyoshi, along with another man, moving towards the kitchen.
"What's wrong? I heard you shouting."
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: December 01, 2013, 12:36:51 PM »
Goddamn it, some legendary mercenary he was.
Shirou stared down a dark corridor, trying but failing to see if they were the correct bedrooms. He had been trying to find Kiyoshi, Archer having returned to his Master some time ago, except he had no idea where the little bugger was. Giving up, he went back down several flights of stairs until he finally reached the kitchen, which no longer resembled a bomb site.
Pausing for a second, still hidden in the shadows, Shirou was surprised to see a large group of people, evidently the newcomers who had been causing the racket earlier. He hasn't had much of a chance to really look at them before, too engrossed in the Don's sudden entry. To his annoyance, he finally found Kiyoshi, and was about to leave his perch when he noticed a girl dressed in a strange red tank top and skirt sitting off to the side.
She was...familiar, but not in a good way. Despite not having any reason to, his hands were itching to go for a gun.
Shaking his head, he walked out of the shadows, noticing as he went through the doorway that Lancer and Forest were off to the side, talking to a- policeman!
Freezing on the spot, knowing full well that he had a rather extensive criminal history, Shirou edged backwards. If he went too quickly, he would definitely cause the man's attention to fall on him.
Shirou stared down a dark corridor, trying but failing to see if they were the correct bedrooms. He had been trying to find Kiyoshi, Archer having returned to his Master some time ago, except he had no idea where the little bugger was. Giving up, he went back down several flights of stairs until he finally reached the kitchen, which no longer resembled a bomb site.
Pausing for a second, still hidden in the shadows, Shirou was surprised to see a large group of people, evidently the newcomers who had been causing the racket earlier. He hasn't had much of a chance to really look at them before, too engrossed in the Don's sudden entry. To his annoyance, he finally found Kiyoshi, and was about to leave his perch when he noticed a girl dressed in a strange red tank top and skirt sitting off to the side.
She was...familiar, but not in a good way. Despite not having any reason to, his hands were itching to go for a gun.
Shaking his head, he walked out of the shadows, noticing as he went through the doorway that Lancer and Forest were off to the side, talking to a- policeman!
Freezing on the spot, knowing full well that he had a rather extensive criminal history, Shirou edged backwards. If he went too quickly, he would definitely cause the man's attention to fall on him.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: November 22, 2013, 09:48:37 AM »
There was definitely more to this Joe Fixit then met the eye. Shirou never claimed to be a stealth expert, but he knew his way around when it came to stealth, as many an unfortunate magus found. Yet this admittedly ape-like man had detected him instantly, alerting Forest in the process.
He felt a presence behind and quickly rolled away, wheeling around SMG raised. He cursed internally when he saw the profile of the familiar red-clad Servant.
"You heard him, put the rifle down. Forest has this handled," Archer said slowly, evidently trying not to startle him.
Shirou's silver eyes bored into Archer as he said, "I'm not doing it for her. It's for all the victims and possible victims of this Don. But..." Shirou sighed, eyes reverting to gold, "My cover's blown, and if I attack now, he'd blame this household. Not to mention you'd stop me before I could fire. Let's go back."
He brushed past the Servant, reinforcing his legs before leaping through the window. He acknowledged Forest's message with a nod.
"Let's head back to the Garage. I think I heard Kiyoshi yelling."
He felt a presence behind and quickly rolled away, wheeling around SMG raised. He cursed internally when he saw the profile of the familiar red-clad Servant.
"You heard him, put the rifle down. Forest has this handled," Archer said slowly, evidently trying not to startle him.
Shirou's silver eyes bored into Archer as he said, "I'm not doing it for her. It's for all the victims and possible victims of this Don. But..." Shirou sighed, eyes reverting to gold, "My cover's blown, and if I attack now, he'd blame this household. Not to mention you'd stop me before I could fire. Let's go back."
He brushed past the Servant, reinforcing his legs before leaping through the window. He acknowledged Forest's message with a nod.
"Let's head back to the Garage. I think I heard Kiyoshi yelling."
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects - Sign Up, Discussion Page
« on: November 16, 2013, 01:53:44 PM »
Too much nice Shirou recently, time to mix things up
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: November 16, 2013, 01:52:19 PM »
Shirou slipped through the door into the garage, taking care to keep to the shadows. It appeared that the situation had been partially solved by Forest, ever the reliable peacekeeper, as everyone seemed to have put their weapons down. However, Forest suddenly and somewhat angrily threw open the door, revealing a clearly unexpected guest on the doorstep.
It was an old man, prim, proper and decked out completely in blue, with a blue overcoat worn over an old royal blue pinstriped shirt, and a nice blue fedora perched neatly on his head, covering the man's hair completely. Shirou would have dismissed him as an ordinary bystander if it hadn't been for his posture: rather than cowed by Forest suddenly throwing open the door, he was instead leaning arrogantly on his cane puffing on a fat cigar as if he owned the place.
The moment the man opened his mouth, Shirou knew exactly what type of person he was. A crime lord.
He snorted slightly as he heard the man's demand. Ah, the classic 'protection fee'. Force new tenants to pay a small fee so that the gang would 'protect' them from all dangers, and make their lives hell if they didn't. Almost every crime syndicate in the world, be it Yakuza, Mafia or the Triads, had used this tactic in one form or another.
Shirou's eyes narrowed slightly when the man started his ego stroking. The Don of Nexus City? So this must be Joe Fixit. A crime lord who, as he said himself, had pretty much the city in his pocket. The police department was full of the Don's informants, and if someone so much as bought a toothpick in the Underworld, this man would know. Many lives have been ruined by this man, disappeared if they so much as annoyed the Don slightly.
In other words, someone who was better off gone.
Shirou quickly retreated back into the building, before climbing out from a nearby window, landing lithely like a cat in the darkness of the alleyway. He would approach from the street so as to avoid incriminating the tenants of the building, gunning down the old man in clear sight from the street, before escaping into the nearby alleyways before the goons could catch up to him. His golden eyes scanned the building, regret flashing slightly in his eyes. Looks like he couldn't have that talk just yet. He gripped his MP-7, and sat at the entrance of the alleyway, waiting for the opportune moment. His steel eyes scanned every detail of the soon-to-be firezone like a hawk, mentally recording conditions and analyzing potential variables which could change during a firefight.
It was an old man, prim, proper and decked out completely in blue, with a blue overcoat worn over an old royal blue pinstriped shirt, and a nice blue fedora perched neatly on his head, covering the man's hair completely. Shirou would have dismissed him as an ordinary bystander if it hadn't been for his posture: rather than cowed by Forest suddenly throwing open the door, he was instead leaning arrogantly on his cane puffing on a fat cigar as if he owned the place.
The moment the man opened his mouth, Shirou knew exactly what type of person he was. A crime lord.
He snorted slightly as he heard the man's demand. Ah, the classic 'protection fee'. Force new tenants to pay a small fee so that the gang would 'protect' them from all dangers, and make their lives hell if they didn't. Almost every crime syndicate in the world, be it Yakuza, Mafia or the Triads, had used this tactic in one form or another.
Shirou's eyes narrowed slightly when the man started his ego stroking. The Don of Nexus City? So this must be Joe Fixit. A crime lord who, as he said himself, had pretty much the city in his pocket. The police department was full of the Don's informants, and if someone so much as bought a toothpick in the Underworld, this man would know. Many lives have been ruined by this man, disappeared if they so much as annoyed the Don slightly.
In other words, someone who was better off gone.
Shirou quickly retreated back into the building, before climbing out from a nearby window, landing lithely like a cat in the darkness of the alleyway. He would approach from the street so as to avoid incriminating the tenants of the building, gunning down the old man in clear sight from the street, before escaping into the nearby alleyways before the goons could catch up to him. His golden eyes scanned the building, regret flashing slightly in his eyes. Looks like he couldn't have that talk just yet. He gripped his MP-7, and sat at the entrance of the alleyway, waiting for the opportune moment. His steel eyes scanned every detail of the soon-to-be firezone like a hawk, mentally recording conditions and analyzing potential variables which could change during a firefight.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: November 14, 2013, 04:05:58 AM »
Gunshots
He could never mistake those sounds for anything else. He had been in the field far too long for that to happen.
This day just couldn't end could it?
Growling, Shirou whipped his coat on and dashed towards the garage, retrieving an MP7 from its harness. He refrained from tracing anything just yet, instead opting to retrieve a knife. Dashing through the extensive maze of corridors, he ended up outside the door. However, he felt Forest's signature burst up from the lower floors, at which the fighting seemed to stop. Rather than complicate the situation, he waited behind the door, ready to burst in at a moment's notice.
He could never mistake those sounds for anything else. He had been in the field far too long for that to happen.
This day just couldn't end could it?
Growling, Shirou whipped his coat on and dashed towards the garage, retrieving an MP7 from its harness. He refrained from tracing anything just yet, instead opting to retrieve a knife. Dashing through the extensive maze of corridors, he ended up outside the door. However, he felt Forest's signature burst up from the lower floors, at which the fighting seemed to stop. Rather than complicate the situation, he waited behind the door, ready to burst in at a moment's notice.
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects - Sign Up, Discussion Page
« on: November 14, 2013, 03:15:06 AM »
Yeah I kinda agree with Daiki with this one...
Also, where the hell are Lawrence and Taiga and others? Are they outside the door?
Also, where the hell are Lawrence and Taiga and others? Are they outside the door?
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Cross Effects 1.0 Archive / Re: Cross Effects- The RP
« on: November 13, 2013, 03:29:14 PM »
Shirou stiffened slightly, hand automatically reaching for a weapon, as he felt eyes staring at him. Looking up, he met the gaze of Touzaki Shuya. When had he returned? Taking a quick look around, he quickly realised that Lancer had also returned, and was scrounging around in the kitchen.
That was sloppy of him. If he had done that on the battlefield, he would be dead.
Deeming that the crazed hunter wasn't a danger at the moment, he returned to his task. However, he started stretching out his senses, locating two more figures about to enter the kitchen. He brought up the schematics of Kanshou and Bakuya in his mind, just to be safe.
That was sloppy of him. If he had done that on the battlefield, he would be dead.
Deeming that the crazed hunter wasn't a danger at the moment, he returned to his task. However, he started stretching out his senses, locating two more figures about to enter the kitchen. He brought up the schematics of Kanshou and Bakuya in his mind, just to be safe.