Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Jan 23, 2018 17:28:41 GMT -5
But the ranged attack also travels faster which would give you less time to react. Would the two not (mechanically) cancel out. Under this system would two rangers of similar skill basically be fighting forever, as each attack would be equivalent and therefore miss constantly?
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Jan 23, 2018 17:16:55 GMT -5
I'll retract the question about passive powers then.
However the Ginto questions still stand. Is the defensive side of Ginto being removed? And are the small custom spells that are for RP purposes (such as my portal) still allowed?
As for the ranged attack change. Any reason as to why this is being done would be nice. As I cannot fathom any reason for it, as it seems to essentially make rangers lose any fight unless they are fairly more powerful than their opponent.
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Jan 10, 2018 19:39:44 GMT -5
Fáelán steadied his breathing and straightened back up and let out a chuckle, the youngsters curiosity was very refreshing. "You saw how much preparation it takes, take the tubes and cast the spell. The only thing you do is hold the image of the end point and the portal will form." He pulled out the Ginto chamber before continuing, "I only used this because i cant physically hold six tubes in my hands and using my ribbons splits my concentration a little too much."
The man paused while he considered her comparison, "Not. Exactly, no. From what i understand, the game portals work like a door connecting two rooms, whereas my portals work like a corridor that runs through the void." Fáelán smiled at Freys excitement at this new spell as he removed his lab coat, turning inside out revealing that it was entirely lined with Ginto tubes including the inside of his sleeves, the back and around the collar and laying it on the wall. "Have you still not got that under control yet?" Another chuckle escaped him as he removed the jacket of his Quincy uniform, followed by his white t-shirt, folded them both and laid them gently on the chair.
His torso was well toned and each of his muscles well defined, however large scars also streaked all around his body. All were healed, but some were old and some others were only just recently healed. "I find this is a good area to practice spells. Nice open area and hardly anyone comes out here, so no interruptions." The Quincy extended his right hand towards his coat as five light blue ribbons, speckled with green flecks, peeled back from his hand, hovered slightly before darting forward and picking a Ginto tube each from his coat. As the ribbons and tubes came back to him, reishi spiraled in a small tornado in his hand. Closing it into a fist the reishi extended down to the ground and up to match his height, it solidified almost entirely revealing his signature spear.
The ribbons twisted and wrapped around the spear gently, placing the tubes into small slots along the shaft before recoiling back into his wrist and vanishing. Fáelán turned to face the queen again, "So, shall we have a little bit of fun?"
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Jan 5, 2018 21:35:19 GMT -5
Fáelán looked down at the top of the girls head when her reiatsu flared and then leaned forward slightly when it subsided. Using his right hand he opened a drawer in the desk, rummaged around for a second and pulled out what looked the chamber from a large revolver of some sort. The man straightened up and stepped back slightly from the girl in the chair and started to pull Ginto tubes from the inside of his coat and load them into the device he just pulled from the desk. "Welten kollidieren und Welten zerbrechen, sind aber für immer verbunden." Light blue ribbons with flecks of green peeled back from his hand and wrapped around the device. Fáelán took a deep breath, this was the second time he'd cast this in a fairly short period of time, it would take a toll this time. "Weltbrücke!"
The six tubes he had loaded into the device fired forward, dissolved mid air and splashed on the wall in front of him, the mix of blue and green fluids seemed to spiral inwards before shimmering to a jet black. Tucking the device into the inside pocket of his lab coat he turned and grabbed the back of the chair Freyleif was sitting in, pulled it in front of him and walked through the portal, wheeling the chair and the girl with him.
When he stepped out of the other side, still pushing the chair and its user, the man moved a few paces forward, snapped his fingers and the portal collapsed in on itself and vanished. Fáelán took a deep breath of the fresh outside air, he had brought them to a grassy area around the back of the castle he used to practice his spells.
A sudden wave of fatigue washed over him causing him to stumble. He managed to catch himself on a nearby bit of wall and leaned against it to catch his breath. "Well." The man panted slightly as he spoke, "That's one spell I made. But it can be a bit tiring to use multiple times." He gestured towards her, "And for multiple people too."
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Dec 31, 2017 17:34:39 GMT -5
Good day fam. This app looks like it is ready to go.
Sentence structure and content seems to be well thought out. The goal of bathing on her father's blood, while good for long term, is not an immediate goal. I would like to see one or several short term goals that all eventually lead to a bath of blood. Which I thoroughly look forward to.
So, for now, approved. Now get your ass into the ring and kill some fools!
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Dec 25, 2017 5:12:43 GMT -5
Good day, I'll be your staff member.
Unfortunately I cannot approve your app right now for two reasons.
Firstly you have two powers. The ability to absorb reiatsu and the ability to change your weapons form. I assume you know this as you've labelled them as main and secondary power. When you start you can only have one, please pick one.
And secondly your call to action is too short. All sections of the history require a minimum of 100 words.
Once these changes are done your application can be approved. Also you will receive 1500GP to spend, feel free to distribute it now and it can be approved at the same time.
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Dec 21, 2017 10:48:41 GMT -5
Fáelán let out a small sigh as she mentioned not getting over her children easily. She was only half right, it's not going to be 'not easy', it's going to be impossible, the pain will always be there. All anyone can do is just be around incase she needs them, 'But you're too proud and too childish to lean on others, aren't you?' The man came back to reality when she layed out a piece of paper with her proposed restructure. He span the tube in his hand around before flicking it at the door, "Sperren." The tube shattered and the contents dissolved into a green liquid before splattering against the door and seeping into the cracks sealing it shut. "Lets take a look shall we."
As he stepped forward he took hold of the back of the chair she was sat and span it around and push it under the table slightly. He leaned over the top of the small girl, placing his hands on the table either side of where she was tucked into it and read the document over her head. Fáeláns coat fell open surrounding the chair and its occupant, Freyleif would easily have been able to see that it was almost entirely lined with Ginto tubes, some the usually silcver and some of the green glass. The man hummed slightly as his eyes passed over the words and a few crude diagrams, presummably to help illustrate how the different ranks relate. "Well, it looks like a more refined and polished version of what we have now. The laws seem to make sense. The only difficulty i see is filling all the spots. Especially these ones." Raising his right hand he pointed to the section about ambassadors. "But otherwise it all looks fine to me right now, I can ponder it further if you want. I may think of something later."
Fáelán lowered his head till his chin was resting on top of the girls messy hair, "As for learning new things, you did show me a few spells and unique tricks, and how does that saying go? 'You show me yours and I'll show you mine.'"
Post by Fáelán O'Mongan on Dec 19, 2017 18:04:31 GMT -5
Fáelán smiled lightly at the girl in front of him, "It has been a while yes, you know you are welcome to come visit me anytime you want. However i would like to ask that you tell me first where possible, then you dont trigger my alarms. But lets not worry about such things now. As for what I've been doing, well..." The man reached into his coat and pulled out what looked like a Ginto tube but was made from slightly green shaded glass and contained what looked like sand. "I have managed to make these. For now it seems i am the only one able to actually use them as normal Ginto tubes, for everyone else it either does nothing or just shatters like a glass of sand, don't know why. But once i do, I can fix it and start mass producing them for anyone who wants them."
His smile faded when he saw the bedraggled girl before him yawn, "And what about you, my Queen? You appear to be... run down. Are you resting enough?" The mans voice was full of concern for the girl, she usually took much more care in how she looked and acted when out and about. He took a step forward towards her, "Is there something I can do to help?"
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Welcome to Bleach Gotei, an alternate universe Bleach RP!
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.