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After a couple more seconds of running, Yosano caught up with the two of them. Seeing the bird heading straight for Sytry, she swung her saw at its head, hoping to scare it off for at least a moment. “Good idea,” she told Roxie, too busy tracking the bird’s movements to look at her. “Grab them, we’ll see what we can do.”
She gave her saw another swing, just to keep familiarizing herself with its weight. “Do either of you have an ability?”

(Thanks for the advice, Mint cx!! I think I'll try him out and see how it goes!

*Screenname: Riliane
*Name: Robin Hood (Archer)
*Where they are from: Fate Grand Order
Gender: Male
Age: 500+, is physically and mentally around 25
Headcannons (if any): He is pretty good at cooking.
Powers (if any): As an Archer, he wields a Yew Bow, its arrows dipped with poisons. He is skilled at creating traps and poisons to defeat his opponents, but is weak at close-ranged combat. In addition, he is gifted with the Faceless King skill, allowing him to camouflage his appearance.
*Tell me. Are we alive? (The code word. Read the rules.): Nope, we’re all dead.
*Path Chosen (If you don't understand look through the choices in the intro): 1
Group player or single player?: Group player
Other: Nope!
*Starting Role-Play post(everyone start out in their rooms):

Groaning, Archer pushed himself up from the bed, running his fingers through his carrot orange hair. What on Earth just happened? Frowning, he eyed the piece of paper next to him, holding it close as his eyes scanned it. A carefree sigh parted from his lips, and he flung the paper over his shoulder. Him? Dead? He’s been dead for a while! Well, more or less.
“Strange, strange…” He murmured to himself, cupping his chin. Wouldn’t he be in the Throne of Heroes right now if he were ‘dead’? Perhaps this was strange Holy Grail War?
“Well, seems like things get got interesting…” A smirk formed on his lips as he exited his room, in search for answers.

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Auransky

"Good," Rocma muttered, giving Elizabeth a nod of approval. "I don't want to be constantly protecting you, alright?" Though her tone was strict, a concerned expression graced her face. Her stiff posture relaxed, listening to the attendant's description about the garden, a slight smile beginning to form. As a polar bear, she preferred meat over fruits and vegetables...but, it wouldn't hurt to try one. She kicked away the items scattered in her path without a care as she glanced around her surroundings. 
"The food at the garden better be good." She commented. 

Ver Million
(Accepted, of course! Looks good. Don't know if you had a preference, but there are a few (Shiningdiamond again) with free characters. Then there was the fact that Kuragehime and broken have a group they forgot about. Really up to you. ^^ )

broken Kuragehime
"Well yes," said Myrnin, eyes flashing a little. "What else would it mean?" Well, he knew other things it might mean, but that was because he'd already had this 'not hungry' conversation with a couple of aliens. 
"Are you going to poke the smoking thing?" he questioned, eyes narrowing. He looked at the other member of the party and asked, "Are you going to poke the smoking thing?"

((GUYS, Persona 5A (Animation) trailer! Watch it before A-1 takes it down, LOL ))


<Raintalon>
The boy turned when addressed, a little surprised at the question. "Well maybe not of interest, but it's interesting to see how things are just set everywhere. I was hoping to find some kind of pattern or running theme to be able to click with whatever is going on or whatever is supposed to happen here. So far it's all just random. Some items of use, other items just things I'd find cluttered around the house." He shrugged , backing away from the box then proceeded walking. "I haven't scene a map, and when I do find signs it's just random signs placed wherever."

Ver Million
Elizabeth chuckled, "Fruits can be good. They range in flavors from sweet to sour. Of course it's mainly used as a snack to refill and replensih. But I've also seen people fry fruits and vegetables. It's just as good crispy fried as it is fresh and cool. I've also seen people use the fruits and vegetables alongside meat. They fry, cook or coat the meat with the greens from the garden. It's interesting, and the taste varies." She smiled.
She stopped when they reached another fork in the hall. It was either go left and right, or turn back... She snapped her fingers summoning her compendium book which contained a feather bookmark. She opened it up then pulled out the feather and began to write in it. "Right we've come this way, and now we need to consider which way to go next.." She softly stated turning her head to Rocma, "Which way should we go next?"

Kuragehime  mintedstar/fur
"My friend, she's a doctor." Akira started his reply. "She's been researching a new formula of medicine to help ill patients. After a jelous coworker pulled strings, she was forced to go into hiding. Working as a small clinic doctor she continued to work on perfecting her formula. Eventually it proved successful, and with a miracle her old co-worker was found guilty of his crimes. She was given the opportunity to return to her old life but she refused on conditions that she appreciated the small life clinic. She still continues to work with the big researchers just from the comforts of her home."
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Minato softly shook his head, "I'm not technically stuck here." He shrugged. "This place exists within the living and dead, therefore it is a world of our conscious." He began his reply to Lupin. "You are dead, but you are here talking to me. Therefore your physical state is done, but your mind is still decaying. it just takes longer to decay, and depending on how much regret or ambition lies in our mind, it extends the decaying process." He shifted a foot along the ground. "While your mind is dying, you can still hear, feel, and function because it is happening at a slower pace. This world functions different then time, you can be here for a million years and not one minute has past in your reality." He reached for his headphone that rested on his right side, "it feels so real to be here, but it's a figment of our mind." He smiled briefly. 
"A-Anyways, assuming real time, it's been almost ten years that I have been dead. While my physical state was given up to protect the people I dearly cherish, my soul has be re-bounded to death, this time as a buffer from awakening its physical manifestation Nyx. I will forever slumber as the gate, so long as people wish to bring The Fall to all realities." He frowned now, his blue eyes fading. 
"I came here because there has been more activity here then the norm." He shrugged, "I also have a bad feeling, of a mal intent here. Something, or someone that isn't intending to play by the rules" He bit his lower lip at the thought. He had more concerns, but he didn't need to share all his inner thoughts. At least not till he was able to communicate with Sable. He placed a hand against his chest now, "I will however assist you both." He lastly added.

~∂єѕтιиу

Medusa pondered the possible consequences of calling out. While it would be nice to interrogate others for information, what if there aren't people out there? And if there are, would they be dangerous? she thought. Of course, her magic could keep her safe, but what if that wasn't enough? Despite her worries, Medusa had to keep up appearances.

"I think it would be best if we didn't make our presence well known. If there is danger here, then stealth will keep us alive," she said, crossing her arms. "But, it's up to you."

She eyed Vincent, curious as to what he would do. His words about her being 'in his head' were intriguing.

"And no, I am not a figment of your imagination. In fact...how do I know you're not a figment of mine?" Her lips curled up into a manic smile, eyes growing wider. If Vince was all in her head, then perhaps this place was toying with her sanity.

(Kinda feel like this post sucks ^.^; Sorry)

( ^ Thank you for reminding me Des. I need to illustrate sometime in the future what happens if someone becomes mortally injured here. It hasn't actually come up yet.

Now to choose who I'm going to bully...)

(Sort of being burned to ashes, vaporized, ect. they can most often heal from it. The worse it is, the longer it takes. So for some it might feel like it really does take centuries, life-times, and so forth.)

(I'm sure Sytry will get stabbed soon-ish. I'm honestly surprised Myrnin's only been shot with an arrow so far. He's the type to fall off things a lot.)

--cato phoenix Kuragehime
(I'm not RPing Zuko, so sorry. XD )

"If someone can cover me," said Newt, a drop of sweat falling down his neck, "I can try and hit the pipe that seems to be the cause. I don't know what will happen if I'm wrong." He was breathing a little harder than normal and his eyes were completely on his own shield as he tried to keep up his concentrations as well as talk to Nyx and Arlo.

mintedstar/fur Kuragehime

Arlo was silent for awhile, running through possible scenarios in her head. If they tried to destroy it what would it do? "Would breaking it make it blow up though? If the electricity could be drained from it..." she paused, looking at it uncertainly. "I have an idea that *might* work, but do you two still need my shield?"

~∂єѕтιиу

Medusa, with her arms still crossed, managed to smile at what Vincent said; though of course it wasn't genuine.

"Thank you for the...compliment."

Glancing around her a little more, she remembered once again the note that had appeared next to her when she had first awoken in this place. There had been three options to choose from this mysterious note...but the witch hadn't accepted any of them.

"I wonder, Vincent...,"

She trailed off for a moment, pinching her chin once again in deliberation. Had he also received a note? Medusa wondered if she should bother asking, if it would be considered personal. Or why she should even be concerned. But her desire for knowledge outweighed her reasons for hesitation. It was strange being here, out of her own realm of familiarity. Not only did the witch want to satisfy her own curiosity of what happens after death, but she also longed for something more...something she couldn't quite place. She didn't know who she could trust; which is why she wanted to interrogate this man so badly.

"When you came here...did you happen to find a note? If so...what did you choose?"

She had turned away when she said this, unable to meet Vincent's eyes. Why she suddenly had these insecurities, she did not know.

Vince cocked an eyebrow, keeping his gaze forward. "Hmm? The note, with all the options? Yeah, I selected the options of going alone and finding 'Freedom'. I didn't really put much thought in it at the time. What about you, what did you pick?" He inquired. He hadn't thought much about his selection on the note, mostly because bat first he'd thought of it as meaningless. Now he still believed his actions were justified, afterall, he'd always been something of a independent worker. He never did well in pairs or groups for that matter, so he was still relieved with his choice of going it alone. And his choice to find the item to take him back home hadn't really occurred to him as foolish. There was no way he'd be able to face Gavin, he had the tendency to crumble whenever that man was angry, and if he really was dead he'd rather move on than return to life strung up in some warehouse. Really the options only sounded like methods of entertainment throughout the whole ordeal and he wasn't too concerned about it.

--cato phoenix @kuaragehime
"I'll try anything at this point," Newt hissed. "I...I might be able to make this a little bigger," meaning the shield. "But not for long." He didn't know what she was going to do. He didn't have space in his head to worry or consider what she meant. "Just...hurry!"
His other hand went to the wand and it grew larger. But it also took on a more brittle quality and the edges were starting to look charred.