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I will become God-Harem King of the World! [Highschool DxD/Exalted] (CLOSED)

[X] You eyes read the trajectory of the (semi) living body with an expertise you didn't knew you had a a second ago. The adrenaline makes the world stop for a moment, as you move, your legs catapulting you into the air, spiraling above the old man and into the edge of the altar, no even higher. Into that single jump you reached the roof above the entrance. Now, how to best solve such a situation? You do not know it, you never faced such a horrible and traumatic event before. Were not for your exaltation, your mind surely would have broken from that disgusting vision. But you're not alone, and your companions do might have the necessary experience with similar circumstances.
 
Larekko12 said:
[X]As the Old Man lunges at you foreign emotions bleed into and you kneel into the creaking ground drawing back your fist and scream into a furious uppercut aimed to take him into sky and with you through the roof. "BOOSTED GEAR! JUDGEMENT OF THE SCORNED MAIDEN!"
But Issei... Is not a maiden?

/lurking/
 
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[X] You eyes read the trajectory of the (semi) living body with an expertise you didn't knew you had a a second ago. The adrenaline makes the world stop for a moment, as you move, your legs catapulting you into the air, spiraling above the old man and into the edge of the altar, no even higher. Into that single jump you reached the roof above the entrance. Now, how to best solve such a situation? You do not know it, you never faced such a horrible and traumatic event before. Were not for your exaltation, your mind surely would have broken from that disgusting vision. But you're not alone, and your companions do might have the necessary experience with similar circumstances.
 
[X] You eyes read the trajectory of the (semi) living body with an expertise you didn't knew you had a a second ago. The adrenaline makes the world stop for a moment, as you move, your legs catapulting you into the air, spiraling above the old man and into the edge of the altar, no even higher. Into that single jump you reached the roof above the entrance. Now, how to best solve such a situation? You do not know it, you never faced such a horrible and traumatic event before. Were not for your exaltation, your mind surely would have broken from that disgusting vision. But you're not alone, and your companions do might have the necessary experience with similar circumstances.
 
[X] You eyes read the trajectory of the (semi) living body with an expertise you didn't knew you had a a second ago. The adrenaline makes the world stop for a moment, as you move, your legs catapulting you into the air, spiraling above the old man and into the edge of the altar, no even higher. Into that single jump you reached the roof above the entrance. Now, how to best solve such a situation? You do not know it, you never faced such a horrible and traumatic event before. Were not for your exaltation, your mind surely would have broken from that disgusting vision. But you're not alone, and your companions do might have the necessary experience with similar circumstances.
 
Issei's Awesome Adventures: The Old Shrine (Part 3)
[X] Plan Mu-Sensei
-[X] Two-die Stunt

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You came here searching for a ghost and what you found is a crazy, creepy old man that want to rape you.

Definitely not your type of porno.

You eyes read the trajectory of the (semi?) living body with an expertise you didn't knew you had a second ago. The adrenaline makes the world stop for a moment as you move by reflex, your legs catapulting you into the air, spiraling above the old man and into the edge of the altar, no even higher: into that single jump you reached the roof above the entrance and on the rafters.

'Safe! Take this, perverted old man!'

Now, how to best solve such a situation? You do not know it, you never faced such a horrible and traumatic event before (there was that old man that taught you and other children about the wonders of breasts, but that was a dream in confront to this nightmare!).

Were not for your exaltation your mind surely would have broken from that disgusting vision. But you're not alone, and your companions do might have the necessary experience with similar circumstances. So you ask them.

[Burn it.]

[Aggression upon a Prince of the Earth? Strap the vermin on the floor and replace his eyes with poison. The type that act slowly.]

Your companions are useless!

"Ah ha! A feisty one, aren't you?" The old man jumps in the rafters by using his staff as a springboard. "I guess I will soften you a little before serving myself!"

His staff flashes with a speed an ordinary old man shouldn't possess, the tip striking you squarely in the forehead!

"What!?"

Only to be repelled by a glowing golden force field. You asked Bright-sensei and, apparently, this Charm is called Iron Skin Concentration: while the effects are always the same, you can change the form it manifests with your will.

A force field is way cooler that your skin turning grey after all.

You raise your closed fists. "You messed with the wrong guy you creep."

[] Fight where you are (warning: penalty added due to difficult terrain)
[] Jump down and resume the fight there
[] Run away and call the police
[] Write in?
 
Maybe we can get him to leave the temple by making it seem like he's forcing us to retreat, and then get in-between him and and the temple?
 
So... it seems we are not dealing with some random old guy.
We should probably jump down and fight. Stunting it would be good. I'd write something but i have no idea what to write.
 
We know that he is human, but what about the mask? Could it be magical?
 
Eler0 said:
We know that he is human, but what about the mask? Could it be magical?

Possibly, but if that's the case it's probably pretty tough so i wouldn't bet on ripping it off or breaking it being easy, though that may be worth a shot.
 
Smuthunter said:
If it were magical our anima power would have told us what it did on sight.
I thought it needs to be activated for that to happen and I don't think we've spent enough motes for that yet.
 
[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.

Sorry, couldn't write it shortly.

Summary: Boost thrice, evading or pushing the guy away as needed, then blast him on the mask, with moderate power (creepy as he is, lets not kill the guy).
 
Eler0 said:
I thought it needs to be activated for that to happen and I don't think we've spent enough motes for that yet.

Smuthunter has a point, we understood what the magical things in the clubroom were.

[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.

This seems fine to me. Even if the mask has no magic, this should be enough to knock him out.
 
[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.
 
[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.
 
[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.
 
[X] Your supposed teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. Focusing on your inner energies, you call upon your trusty gauntlet, jumping back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way. "Boost!" its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring. The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam, and swinging down like a monkey. You stare at him, he stares back hungrily. The air was tense. "BOOST!" The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps of you right leg sweep. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm, you force the now airborne man away, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm. "BOOST!" You focus and recall the visions of those dragonblooded warriors, energy flowing into your hand. You punch the air, and the air ignites "EXPLOSION!" It was clumsy, and weak, but very satisfying to see him being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him, making a sound akin to rain.
 
Issei's Awesome Adventures: The Old Shrine (Part 4)
[X] Plan Mu-Sensei
----

Your 'supposed' teachers are of no help, except for confirming what you already knew. Such an abomination shouldn't be left to roam free. You don't intend to kill him of course, but elder or not this shitty guy needs a lesson. Because you know exactly what was the "fate worse than death" that the girls of the rumor escaped.

For the sake of everyone, old guy included, this travesty shall end!
-1wp, Issei channel his Compassion
"Boosted Gear." Focusing on your inner energies you call upon your trusty gauntlet and jump back onto the ground, briefly steeping onto a stone lion in the way.

[BOOST!] Its voice assures you, unjudgmental and reassuring.

The man follows, by hooking his staff onto a support beam and swinging down like a monkey. "So the 'lil guy has a trinket upon his sleeve? It will make for a fine offering."

You don't answer, you just stare at him and he stares back hungrily. The air is tense.

[BOOST!]

The voice boomed like a thunderclap, an unspoken signal for your start. Both leap forth, your right punch is neatly redirected by his staff, and he jumps off your right leg's sweeping.

The old man made a mistake: you may be new to serious, trained combat, but even your unskilled self realize that, when in the air, you're a sitting duck unless you have wings. Pushing your body forward and focusing as much strength as you could on your arm you force the now airborne man away with a punch in the guts, going as far as using your left palm to push your right arm and ignoring his staff as it opens a gash on your cheek.

[BOOST!]

This is sufficient. You focus and recall the visions of those Dragon-Blooded warriors, those that were blessed with the power and the strength of a Dragon just like you: you may be a Solar, but you feel a kinship with both types of Exalted. Acting on those feelings of respect and inheritance energy, Essence flows: first into your limbs to make them more nimble and then into your hand.

You punch the air, and the air ignites.

[EXPLOSION!] "EXPLOSION!" You say in unison with the Boosted Gear.

It was clumsy and weak, a pallid shadow of the real technique with too much energy wasted.

But it's very satisfying to see the old man being blasted into a pile of old wood, his mask pieces hitting the ground just after him as he drops unconscious, making a sound akin to rain.

Without the mask...nothing, apart his age there is nothing exceptional with the old man's face.

[That was the clumsiest attempt at a Charm that I have ever saw.] Bright drily comments. [You will need much more training, worm.]

"I know that." You pass your thumb over the gash on your cheek. You observe the blood on it for a moment before shaking it off.

However, a few seconds after the droplets of your blood hits the ground...

PUFF!

"Wowowowowo! What is this sweet, superlative scent? Wait, I'm awake? Wowowowo!"

Something appears in a puff of smoke. It's...it's a tiny man in a purple kimono, with fleshly sticks with arms and legs and a spherical, comical face with no nose and an old style of hair.

Honestly? It's hilarious. If you weren't so shocked you would laugh your ass off.

[Now, this is a God.] Ddraig says.

'This little fellow?'

[More like Spirit, a Kami. You Japanese people call Gods a lot of things. Or maybe it's just a matter of bad translation?]

"Wowowowo!" The little man waves his limbs frantically once he saw the unconscious old man. "Te-chan!?" He turns to stare at you. "Did you do it?"

"Er...Yes." You sheepishly admits. "But you see, he attacked me fi-"

"Thank you! Thank you." He shakes vigorously your hand. "It was about damn time someone captured him! I had to keep up with his madness for the last twenty years! Because of him my shrine is ruined! Ruined! Wowowowowo!!"

"Eh? What?"

He explains. His name is Tomofuri-sama, the kami of the shrine. The old man's name is Te-chan, or more specifically Tetsuo Haruyama. He was the priest that kept care of the shrine in the past, a job that his family did for generations. Sadly one day something happened to him: a mental sickness, a curse, the kami is not sure. But Tetsuo became insane and almost raped his daughter and granddaughter before escaping. Unwilling to bear the shame his family divulged the news of his death and transferred. But Tetsuo survived and for the last twenty years survived, using the shrine as a house.

"Are you telling me..." You point at the downed man. "That in twenty years nobody noticed him?!"

"He's insane, not stupid. Te-chan is a master martial artist: with his skills and a disguise as a hobo he was able to survive until today. Part of his sanity must have remained, because he never assaulted a person outside the shrine and left the few that entered go if they manage to step out the borders."

This...is the most ridiculous and sad story you have ever heard.

"Without believers and prayers my powers waned, forcing me to sleep until today. Useless Te-chan!" Tomofuri kicks the old man's head. "As a priest you were mediocre, and then you managed to screw things even further! Go burn in Jigoku!!"

Normally you would be contrary to this, but the tiny Kami has every right to be angry.

You place a hand on his shoulder. "Tomofuri-sama, please calm down. The past is the past, it cannot be changed. I will take Tetsuo away now, to people that will take care of him." An insane asylum for example.

He sighs. "Unfortunately...go on, take him away. Thank you young man: I don't know how, but you manage to give me enough energy to bring me out of my hibernation." His arms fall. "Too bad that, without faith, I will go back to sleep soon. Sob, my beautiful shrine..." He floats away, mourning his decrepit house.

You see him go with a look of pity.

[] This isn't your business. Bring Tetsuo to the police and be done with it. (subject to Compassion roll, possibility of failure)
[] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
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No need for Stunts: each choice has already a foresee conclusion. Just choose what you like best.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
- [X] Maybe contact Abe-Sempai. She should have some experience with Kami and having a real god as an ally in exchange for making this place into a real shrine again may prove worthwhile for her and her family.
-- [X] If Abe fails, ask to get in touch with that "historical society", maybe they can do something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
Having friends that happen to be benevolent deities is always good.

[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
 
[X] Isn't there a way to help him? Maybe you can find a way to bring back the shrine to his old glories or something.
- [X] Maybe contact Abe-Sempai. She should have some experience with Kami and having a real god as an ally in exchange for making this place into a real shrine again may prove worthwhile for her and her family.
-- [X] If Abe fails, ask to get in touch with that "historical society", maybe they can do something.
 

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