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BASIC
Goes By (Nicknames): Maleficent (alter-ego); The Winged She-Elf; She-Devil, Devil's Incarnate (by Thorin); Delva, God-Mother (by Fili & Kili).
Royal Titles: Lady of Ambaróna/"Fangorn".
Other Titles: First Commander of Isengard, Sauron's Most-Trusted Servant (as Maleficent); The Watcher; Guardian of Durin's Folk.
Age: 5,739 (Looks 37-38)
Gender: Female
Race: Elven Hybrid (Sindarin and Noldor Bloodlines)
Other Bloodlines: Silvan and Teleri (Through her grandfather's relatives)
20/20 Elvish (10/20 Sindarin, 6/20 Noldor, 2/20 Silvan, 2/20 Teleri)

APPEARANCE
Face Claim: Angelina Jolie
Hair Color: Medium Brown
Eye Color: Yellow-Green (Boldly-luminous when furious/angry)
Skin Tone: Creamy
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 119 lbs
Body Build: Slim

Finger Claws:

Curved Daggers:

Combat Outfit:

Dresses for Two Towers/Return of the King

Wing-Cloak

PERSONALITY
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Likes: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits, Ents, Happiness, Animals, Peace, Music, Plant-Life, Training, Flying/Sightseeing, Yearly Seasons.
Dislikes: Death, War, Chaos, Greed, Spiders, Maleficent, Orcs, Sorrow.
Strengths: Fighting/Combat, Flight, Knowledge, Wisdom, Harsh Temperature Resistance, Protective/Affectionate Nature, Keen Senses, Agility.
Other Powers: Wallcrawling, Banshee Scream, Enhanced Strength, Telepathy, Telekinesis.
Weaknesses: Stubbornness, Loneliness, Anger, Vindictiveness, Split Personality.
Fears: Sauron, Losing Family.

Elegant | Unpredictable | Capable | Headstrong | Mysterious | Maternal | Observant | Intelligent

Everyone believed Saeril to be born as a creature of chaos and pure evil, but they just do not know the true story. In actuality, Saeril is a good-hearted, nurturing individual, who highly valued the peaceful natures of Middle-Earth, whilst having the passion to support and protect its various realms and inhabitants. Born during the First Age, Saeril is a strong-willed she-elf, and the last of an ancient Elven clan from Fangorn Forest. A very intelligent, loyal-to-the-bone perfectionist, who stays true to her word, she focuses on finding the best intentions for others, to the point of making great judgment calls, as much as willingly risking her life, in the process.

From the despair of her devastating past, following the Deceiver's corruption upon her mind, Saeril is truly hurt and very lonely inside, having to be caused by the guilt and horror of her cruel and malicious deeds, as well as the amount of pain and trauma she had to endure. After being rescued by Gandalf the Grey, she was left "more Orc than Elf", while her other alter-ego "Maleficent", a psychopathic representation of her corruption, still lingers within her mind. However, after Sauron's defeat, this other personality dissipated, giving back her natural Elven beauty.

The ultimate goal was to redeem and dissipate this inner darkness from within, but she never anticipated it to be a challenge when she rekindled herself with her Dwarven godsons Fili and Kili, whilst having to closely bond with a young she-elf named Yavanna, whom she had grown to love and deeply care for, as if she were her own daughter. Determined to protect both the Sons of Durin and the Bright Star of Middle-Earth, Saeril will become extremely aggressive and violent, whenever someone threatens, or has inflicted any sort of harm to them; as this contrasts her more-gentle nature, she will be blunt and gladly let the offenders know the price. In addition, since witnessing the death of Fili, she will go to great lengths, if it means to prevent Kili and Yavanna from falling under the same fate.

Both as "Maleficent" and herself, Saeril is a ruthless, immensely-formidable warrior in her own right; despite withholding a certain elegance, she's truly a very deadly foe for anyone who'd dare challenge her personally. A vast majority of her strength came from the enchantment Sauron had placed upon her, as well as the supernatural connection he was able to forge between them; even while she was formerly his chief of the Isengard legion, she possessed a number of abilities that have allowed her to stand her own, and even overpower the most skilled of individuals. Due to this connection, she's able to enhance these abilities. She also shows herself to have great telepathic power; either taught or naturally inherited from her parents and/or ancestors, she can read the minds of others, conjure up visions through physical touch, and receive thoughts from a certain distance.

Saeril will not hesitate to comfort, guide, or advise others when they seem to need it. Proud, proper, and almost-completely fearless, she will never bow to anyone she disagrees with. Evident by her relationship with Thorin Oakenshield, it's complicated when it comes to terms of the trust; she betrayed him (as he claimed) by "stealing" the starlight jewels from his treasure hoard for King Thranduil. Although she was claimed as not "trusting", Saeril openly showed that she cared a great deal for him, saving his life multiple times on different occasions.

BACKGROUND
Place of Birth: Fangorn Forest (Also known as Ambaróna).
Family:
- Kili Durin (Godson; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Fili Durin (Godson; Deceased) (Dwarf)
- Dis Durin (Co-parent; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Vili Durin (Co-parent; Deceased) (Dwarf)
- Hermia (Mother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Lysander (Father; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Ulla (Aunt; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kinloch (Uncle; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kriva (Grandmother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Disgla (Grandfather; Deceased) (Silvan/Teleri Elf)
- Fidnai (Great-Grandmother; Deceased) (Teleri Elf)
- Sahov (Great-Grandfather; Deceased) (Silvan Elf)

Other Relations:
- Gandalf the Grey/White (Mentor/Friend; Alive) (Maiar)
- Thorin Oakenshield (Friend; Deceased) (Dwarf)
- Aragorn II Elessar (Friend; Alive) (Man)
- Lord Elrond (Acquaintance; Alive) (Half-Elf)
- Tauriel (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Haldir (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Gimli (Acquaintance; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Thranduil Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Legolas Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Yavanna Undomiel (Friend/Daughter-Figure; Alive) (Elven Hybrid; Mortal/Sindarin/Noldor)
- Bilbo Baggins, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrine Took, and Meriadoc Brandybuck (Acquaintances/Friends; Alive) (Hobbits)
- Azog the Defiler & Bolg (Enemies; Deceased) (Gundabad Orcs)

[User] Saeril stayed still, even as she waited for Yavanna to make her move. Closing her yellow-green eyes, she listened to the footsteps that the young elf made, havig to clear her mind and measure them, like how she did during her battle with Azog. But then, she felt the vibrations of the princess' footsteps on the ground, advancing upon her back right-side. Opening her eyes, she reacted, by turning around at a fast rate, and grabbing the blade, catching it with her claws, preventing the blade from hitting her.

[Assistant] Before the blade could even touch her side...it was in Saeril's grip. Saeril's fast moments never failed to surprise her. With a light flick of her wrist, Yavanna had freed her blade from Saeril's grip. Kili had been watching them from by the fire. He wondered what his god-mother was trying to do...maybe distract Yavanna?

[User] Saeril looked at Yavanna's surprised expression, and she smiled before giving her a nod. Allowing the girl to take the blade out of her grip, the elder looked at her. "You're wondering how I do it?", she asked her, as if she knew what the princess was thinking in that moment of what she just experienced. "Wanna learn something new? Might come in handy in Battle", she offered, hoping to teach the girl this technique that could furthen her combat skills.

[Assistant] Yavanna smiled back at the elder. "Yeah, I am actually." she said softly. She was always surprised and impressed with the fastness of Saeril's movements. "I thought my own Combat teacher, Haldir was quick as anything...but I think you've beaten him, in that department." she said, softly. Hearing her offer, Yavanna nodded. It would be good to improve and learn new techniques that might help her. "Yes, please." she said softly.

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Saeril chuckled at her comment of outdating her own Elven teacher. Plus, a light blush appeared at the compliment, as well. Was she really the fastest of all the Elves. That might be debatable since she hasn't exactly fought against every single one in Middle Earth. So, she didn't want to jump to any conclusions on the thought yet. "Very well", she nodded, before inhaling some air, and breathing it out, having to close her eyes in the process. "Fighting is like dancing. I personally think of it as a dance when I first started training", she didn't mention anything about training in Isengard, thankfully. "Elves are known to bond with nature: trees, water, fire. Even air", she explained.

Legolas was also known for his deadly combat skills. But to compare the two, Saeril was probably the fastest. However, it would be accurate to say that they were both equals. Again, the winged she-elf didn't want to say that she was the better; no contest, please. "My ally is the air, as well as the wind", with that, her wings fluttered a little at the mention. "What do I do? I dance with it; relying on it, trusting it. I react fast because I have a clear thought, and I listen", she paused for a moment before speaking once again. "I am going to help you clear your mind", the elder then took a deep breath before closing her eyes. "Think of nothing, and listen".

[Assistant]
Yavanna smiled at her softly, it was probably one of the first few proper smiles; since the passing of Fili and Thorin. Yavanna wasn't sure, if Saeril was the fastest out of everyone in Middle-Earth, but certainly one of the deadliest, fastest elvish fighters, she had seen and known. Listening to Saeril, she almost sounded like her teacher. "I always loved dance....it's always somehow helped me, with combat moves...each one complex, different, it's own move like a dance movement." Yavanna said softly, digressing a little. But showing she understood what Saeril meant.

Listening to her advice. Yavanna closed her eyes, taking a deep breath to try and help wipe her mind of all thoughts. As she pushed away all thoughts, clearing her mind. The young elf began to listen...truly listen. She could hear it all. Listening to the wind, the trees swaying in the light breeze. The cracking of the fire...Yavanna was waiting for further instructions, and or movements on Saeril's part.

[User] "Listen", the elder repeated softly, before opening her eyes and silently sneaked away, with a quiet flap of her wings, having to take her into the darkness of the woods (the sun having to set pretty fast). With her eyes glowing in the dark, she repeated the instruction. "Listen...", her voice seemed to echo, around the girl, around Kili; surrounding them. It was silent for a few moments before Saeril suddenly advanced from the trees, flying down towards the girl.

[Assistant]
Yavanna remained still...her eyes closed. Listening intently. Her mind free of any thoughts...her breathing was even. Kili watched the pair of them, biting his lip curiously...he could see his God-mothers glowing in the darkness from the tops of the trees. As it was silent for a while. Yavanna's listening did not falter. Suddenly, sh could hear flapping. It was fast...coming down and behind her.

Yavanna's eyes snapped open...spinning around faster than lightening. Her sword flew up even faster...blocking Saeril's way. Yavanna's turn had been so sharp and quick...the air around her, was left with a slight shimmer of her light.

Kili stared a little in shock; he never seen Yavanna turn fast before. It was almost eye-uncatchable. One could easily miss it with a blink. He clapped..applauding the two she-elves.

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Saeril flew down at her, praying that the younger elf was prepared for what was to come. Her daggers were at the ready, though she was prepared to halt in her movements if the princess had any delays in the maneuver; just to prevent the girl from getting hurt accidentally. However, the sharp turn of her sword blocked the elder's daggers from making their mark. The light inside the younger was beginning the glow, and the winged she-elf slowly smiled with a nod, proud of her accomplishment to teach Yavanna something new to use on the battlefield.

Gracefully, Saeril descended back on the ground, tucking her wings in, and drawing her daggers back into their sheaths; she heard Kili clapping nearby, before speaking to the younger, "Well done", she said. "You showed absolute attentiveness and disclipline", she complimented. "That will all for today. But if you're lucky, you might learn something else from me, at a later time", she smiled in a motherly fashion, before placing a hand upon her shoulder.


[System]
Age:
Mid-30s

Gender:
Female

Canon:
Metroid Post-Fusion/Pre-Dread

Stats:
Height:
6'3" (1.91 meters)
Weight:
198 lbs (90kg)

Personality:
A serious, no-nonsense bounty hunter, Samus Aran has been hardened by her countless missions she endured over the years. She has shown unparalleled willpower and resourcefulness, succeeding where thousands failed and stopping at nothing to save the galaxy from any threat that may arise - even willing to sacrifice herself on multiple occasions for the greater good. While she is a warrior loner with few words, Samus' prefers to rather speak with her actions. Even so, within her cold armor exoskeleton, she is also known for her compassion, and has consistently stood up to secure the helpless and downtrodden.

Equipment:
* Varia Suit: After her original Chozo-made armor was fused into her by the "X-Parasites" - with the organic pieces of her suit fusing into her body - Samus was given a new power suit to complement her radical altercations. It faithfully recreated her original Varia suit - arm cannon and all - sporting orange and gold highlights on top of a sleek new white finish. The new power suit allows her to be faster and more agile compared to her old suit, while still durable enough to take a beating, as well as capable in withstanding superheated temperatures. However it does not protect her from superheated liquids, like magma, as well as extreme cold.

Attributes:
* Metroid DNA: Thanks to the metroid vaccine that initially rid her of the "X-Parasites", Samus' DNA has been altered to gain the Metroid's immunity to the X-Parasites, while consequently gaining their weaknesses to intense sub-zero cold.
* Morph Ball: Samus' suit allows her to morph into a ball, allowing her to crawl into extremely tight spaces. It can also drop bombs in this form.
* Charge Beam: Allows Samus to charge up her arm cannon to unleash a more powerful blast for more damage.
* Grapple Beam: Allows Samus to unleash a physical beam of energy that allows her to latch onto surfaces and hang for a significant amount of time.
* Homing Missiles: Allows Samus to fire missiles one at a time at enemies. These missiles can track opponents' heat/energy signatures.
* Screw Attack: Allows Samus to cause damage to opponents by spinning into them in the air.
* Speed Boost/Shinespark: Allows Samus to run at enhanced speeds; which given enough momentum can allow her to crash into breakable walls at lightning speed. Harnessing enough concentrated speed allows her to initiate the "shinespark" technique in a several second window - propelling herself in the said direction with a huge burst of power for a considerable distance. This is a heavily costly ability, that may cause self-damage if Samus doesn't properly stop in time.

Biography:
This incarnation of Samus Aran represents her between the events of "Metroid: Fusion" and "Metroid: Dread".

Themes

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SPAMTON G. SPAMTON

Spamton laid a Pipis on Lex Luthor's desk the moment the explosion went off next door. He was too young and beautiful to get a hole punched through him by some caped maniac no matter what baldy said. That said he had to be carried out by staff as he struggled to climb over them back into the safety of Lex lair.
Once outside he froze as he watched a giant dragon fly into the affirmation building. "WHAT THE [!$$!] IS THAT!" He stood in awe practically laying another Pipis. He needed to find somewhere to hide and wait this whole ordeal out. Perhaps this world had better garbage cans to offer. Thus he scampered off in search of one. Which unfortunately drew him closer to the building, but he saw the outline of a dumpster in an alley near it and dashed for it, standing proudly before a fire exit door. "HA! SPAMTON G. SPAMTON LIVES ANOTHER DAY!" He said before seeing a humanoid figure booking it towards him.

He couldn't react in time as a metal door was slammed in his metal face leaving a Spamton patented dent and hole. "YOWCH! I THINK MY NOSE IS BROK3N!" The puppet felt his face and surely enough his nose was bent upwards. He'd track down the nose breaking bandit later but for now he needed to find medical help.
After some searching he did come to find the medical area, it seemed as though a lot were going down between the gunfire and yelling. Not very medic-like the salesman would say. But he walked into the area looking at his good ol' buddy ol' pal Hershel. "HEY SPECIL NON-CUSTOMER YOU WOULDN'T HAPPEN TO BE ABLE TO HAVE ANYTHING THAT COULD FIX THIS WOULD YOU?!" He gestured to his bent nose.

Jones @Yamperzzz @RirisStride1 @ProfSpacecakes @Attesa @Thatguyinastore

[Assistant]
Captain Falcon opens his eyes only to look around to see everyone has gone "Oh shoot, everyone's gone.... Uuuuhh, I should probably get going before I start getting lost again. Getting lost is NOT fun." The pilot shakes Luthor's hand once again "Again, pleasure to meet you! You're the best at what you do" Captain Falcon remarks in a gruff voice "And whatever have you! Stay bald! Stay beautiful! See you later!" Captain Falcon pats Lex on the shoulder and wastes no time trying to retrace everyone elses steps, which lead him through a door "Hey guys, I apologize, I kinda zoned out for a second...Or two...Okay several but I'm here now! Sooo, what're we do-?" Captain Falcon is taken aback as he now finds himself in a completely different world space. He was in some sort of dystopian Victorian setting complete adorned with clocks and bleack, sickly skies over head "Welp! I'm must've gotten high somehow. Don't know how, but it's happened. And it's about as unnerving as I thought it would be...Oh!" Hits himself upside his helmet "Duh! I OBVIOUSLY went through the wrong door! No one sane would just continue through the wrong door! I am certainly sane! So, Imma leave and find everyone el-" Suddenly, anthropomorphic rabbits spring up from thin air and begin to attack the pilot "Oh my gosh! HAAAAAAAAA! I'M BEING ATTACKED! BY RABBIT PEOPLE! WHY RABBIT PEOPLE OF ALL THINGS?! WHAT IS GOING OOOOOOONNNN! AND WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING ME?! I WAS JUST ABOUT TO LEAAAAAAAVVVEEE! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLP! Wait...."

Captain Falcon stands up as the rabbits continue to attack him, but now the pilot doesn't even seem to be bothered by them "What am I don't, letting these random rabbit mutants get the jump on me? I have fought a retarded Italian plumber, a gorilla that looks like Jimmy Neutron, a mute twink, an a elector-rat, a dinosaur with the world's biggest nose--" One of the rabbit people sock the pilot across the face "Hey, I'm trying to monologue here! Chill out!...Point is: Imma bounty hunter! I hunt people, dang it! And non-people too! And you." Captain Falcon catches two of the rabbit's fists "Are non-people.." The pilot casually tightens his grip on their fist, crushing them instantly. He then kicks the rabbit in front of him in the groin, a nasty squishing sound ensuing as a result as the rabbit falls over motionless. The pilot then kicks behind him, breaking the other rabbit's leg by the knee. With all the rabbits surrounding him incapacitated, Captain Falcon begins to take them all by the ear, tying them together and begins to spin himself and the rabbits around by the ear, continuing to pick up speed "So long, gay wabbits!" Captain Falcon responds in the best Italian accent he can muster as he lets go of the ears, letting the rabbits fly off into the sky. "And that takes care of that!" The pilot wipes his hands with a triumphant smile "Now what was I doing? Oh yea, I was leaving! Forget this place, I don't have time to be jumped by rabbit people...Who do I look like, Rayman?" Captain Falcon turns and prepares to leave from whence he came, only to find the door missing "Ofcouse. Ofcourse! OFCOURSE! Ofcourse it would be gone! Why wouldn't it be?! Just...! FFFFFFFFFFFFFF-Forward I go, I guess!" Captain Falcon grumbles angrily as he makes the journey to this madness inducing world he found himself in
@TheElenaFisher@davefromdiscord@Second2Last@Kagebaka@Paper94[@anyone else on the first floor]

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A sharp inhale caused Samus Aran to suddenly snap back to consciousness. One moment the bounty hunter was flying towards her mission objective - a space station orbiting a massive gas giant - to apprehend a space pirate remanent under the Galactic Federation's orders. Then she unexpectedly lost consciousness and blacked out momentarily, only to shortly awaken to find her ship spiraling out of control while plummeting towards a metropolitan skyline below! The bewildered bounty hunter had numerous questions coursing through her head at breakneck speed, desperately trying to make sense of the situation. Yet now was not the time to dwell on the matter when her life was once again on the line!

Quickly Samus sat up and began scrolling around with the holographic gyrosphere with one hand, while her other pulled back on the throttle to force the ship's landing thrusters upwards to control her descent as much as she could. Her purple gunship wailed as smoke could be seen trailing from its left wing from bystanders on the ground. It was clear things weren't looking too good. And worse still, the landing thrusters refused to activate! Samus tried several times to activate them but to no avail. This was going to be a rough landing; and all she could do now was brace for impact.

The ship was able to swerve past the tallest skyscrapers but her current trajectory wouldn't spare its damaged wing from scraping off one of them. Samus was jolted forward by the collision, as her ship span rapidly before crashing onto the street below. Sparks flew against the sickening screech of metal before the gunship slowly came to a grinding halt.

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With an audible groan, Samus rose her head before slowly getting to her feet. She hadn't experienced a crash-landing like this in awhile, although knowing her luck it was bound to happen again eventually. Trouble always seemed to have found her at the least opportune moments. Instinctually, she issued a quick scan of her armor to make sure everything was in place. And indeed her visor would report back negative. She was still in her Varia Suit with all the current upgrades she equipped prior to the mission.

With her ship now compromised, the bounty hunter would have to search around for supplies - if not another way off this planet. At the very least Samus wouldn't have to search for any of her lost equipment. Yet she had a feeling that wherever she found herself in was far larger than she knew. She opened the emergency hatch on the ship's roof and proceeded climbed out, where she would first step foot upon this world. Taking in the sights of the metropolitan environment, she quickly realized that this planet felt familiar to her...

Was this Earth?

Samus hadn't stepped foot on the Galactic Federation's home world since her days in the academy; training alongside those born in the cradle of the human race. That was many years ago. But the more she observed her surroundings, the more alienated she felt all the same. It was a weird feeling; as if the Earth she stood on wasn't the Earth she knew. The buildings here were more primitive then she remembered; and she could hear sounds of unfamiliar origin echoing in the distance. Was Earth being invaded? Surely the Federation would've been the first to alert her if this was the case. But as far as she knew, Earth was protected by a massive defense fleet - ready to take down any alien invaders that dare attempt to wipe humanity off the intergalactic map.

She needed answers.

Leaving her ship behind, Samus made her way down the street to wherever fate would lead her...


[System]
Currently goes by: Kasumii

Age: 15

Appearance:

Wish: "I wish … I never existed."

Soul Gem Color: Clear/Transparent

Powers:
Her main power involves making things either exist, or not exist. This comes in many shapes and forms. Her own existence is something she can completely remove, her magic, her presence, her body, her soul gem, memories of her, everything about herself. When Kasumii erases herself, she becomes something like a mist, something invisible and intangible. She cannot interact with others or do anything in this state, only observe.

Her powers extend to things outside of herself, such as weapons, objects, events, powers and, previously people. It has drawbacks, however. She can only remove the existence of events that she has witnessed, or objects in her vicinity. Removal of these things can have dire consequences when handled inappropriately. She has erased the existence of her own power to erase people, having witnessed the horrors that can occur. The scale of what is erased corrupts her soul gem almost exponentially.

Kasumii's other powers include the ability to create a decoy version of herself and memory manipulation. The decoy can act and do as she wishes. It cannot use her powers, but has her physical capabilities. Her memory manipulation works side by side her existence removal, if she removes the existence of something from one's memory, she can manipulate associated memories.

When erasing objects, weapons or powers, they still appear to her, in a separate realm. They can continue moving as they normally do, and she can bring them back into existence.

Weapon:
A kunai (Does not have just a single kunai, can bring out very many kunais)

Personality:
The silent type who normally doesn't say much. Kasumii's outward personality is that of an introvert, keeping to herself, and not talking much. It is not that she wants to be alone, it is just that she does not interact with others much. She rarely ever engages another person in conversation.

Kasumii, however, does keep distance. She tries to prevent forming close bonds. It is not that she does not want to, but, is afraid to. Anyone who gets close to her seems to suffer in some way or another. She does not know what she can do for them, and struggles with this, so she keeps her distance.

In reality, Kasumii is a very nice girl, protective and understanding. She cares deeply for others and does not want others to be hurt. If she could, she would be friendly and a bit more engaging, however, she has stopped herself from doing this.

Bio:
Kasumii was given the name Yoshiko from her parents, written with the characters luck and child. They thought she would bring them good fortune, however, they were wrong. Ever since then, everything went to hell for them. They struggled to survive, to live and to feed her. Eventually, she was old enough to go to school, and she tried to make friends. At first everyone was nice to her, but eventually, those that got close to her suffered. They got ill, broke their bones, got bad grades, and many more things.

"I am a curse. A mistake to this world. No matter what I do, I hurt others." She would say. She thought this with all her heart. One day, the contractor appeared. That was when she made her wish, and her world changed. Her parents, their lives, were so much better, those she had considered her friends had lived better lives. With that, she was satisfied, her life never existed, no-one knew her, she did not matter. For them, she felt happy. With that her body ceased to exist, but the contractor still spoke to her, he had a mission for her.

From then on, she was a magical girl, who did not exist, who appeared and disappeared, without anyone knowing, even other magical girls. Travelling to many, many cities.

Theme: Shadows Dance in the Darkness

Other:
* Her physical and defensive capabilities are much lower than other magical girls. Thus she is vulnerable and has a hard time with fighting as her attacks are generally weak.
* Her style is more of an assassin, thus she does not consider what she does fighting. Kasumii, in her own opinion, cannot fight. She can kill, but not fight.
* Catchphrase – "You cannot kill what does not exist."
* Kasumii likes to click to bring things back into existence. She does not need to do this, but has chosen to. It also acts as a signal to any allies.
* She found someone who thought it was better not to exist like her once, she tried to give them that chance, but the results changed so many lives for the worse. Kasumii brought the person back into existence, telling her of the change. The person did not think it was true, and still wanted to erase themselves, and thus took their own life. Kasumii did not want this to happen again, and decided to stop intervening with other people, and removed her own ability to erase people's existence.
* Kasumii belonged to a group once. They all became close friends, but her misfortune aura made them suffer. Not being able to stand it anymore, she once more removed her existence, erasing herself from their memories and thus deciding she cannot get close to anyone emotionally.
* Usually stays in a misty form, only appearing when necessary
* If she were to die, all memories of her existence would be removed from everyone (as to fully comply with her wish)

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Akame watched in silence. Silence so potent that she could have been mistaken for a Contractor. The whole day seemed to move in a blur. First they moved to the room where they had their discussion and greetings on the day prior. Then Rose dropped the news of Emiri's death; Akame wasn't too surprised to find that the other girls didn't really seem to care all too much. That was expected of younglings like them, girls who had not seen true battles of blood and magic.

Then suddenly, they found themselves in the midst of a working factory of sorts, fire and steel surrounding them on all sides. Akame again watched with interest though her mind was focused on other things than just the battle before her. Moreover, the lack of contact from Chiyo. The girl had said she was visiting Mitakihara Town and maybe Yuna had ran into her on her way here. She would have to ask the other Magical Girl after she was done playing with Elise.

"Chiyo, are you there?" Akame messaged privately though her Soul Gem. "Are you back in Miso City yet?"

The answer came without pause or hesitation as Chiyo replied, "Yes, I'm here. I just got back this morning with some fast traveling. Can I assume you're with Yuknio Yuna?"

"That's right. It's another mock battle with Elise. Again. Why aren't you here with us?"

"Apologies Natsuko-san, but some of us have school to deal with," Chiyo said drily. "Not all of us can afford to cut class everyday."

"I see. I apologize for my lack of attendance then. We'll see each other soon."

"Yes, let's."

With that conversation over, the battle between Elise and Yuna began to come to a close. The battle officially ended with Elise getting stabbed and Yuna getting bitten of all things. Those actions made Akame raise an eye as both girls seemed to fall unconscious. Elise was nothing more than a raging beast when she fought. Could she have lost herself to bloodlust and somehow murdered Emiri in cold blood?

No. Rose made it seem like Emiri was led to lower her guard before being struck down. The roaring redhead didn't seem like the type to dabble in such deceptive arts, not to mention her expressed distaste at whoever had done this anyway.

"Honestly, don't you learn?" Akame asked softly as she rolled her eyes to Elise's unconscious form. "We'll have to carry them back," she told the others. "Though I'm starting to think that these are nothing more than pointless challenges. How can we fight Primordials if we're already harming ourselves?"

Sighing, the older Magical Girl crossed over to Rose before speaking lowly so only she could hear.

"Tonight I want to visit Emiri's apartment. I want to see her body for myself. Will you please accompany me to that place one more time old friend?"

[Assistant]
"Thanks," Miyako replied gratefully, at least as much as she could seem to be given the current subject of the conversation. She was more surprised that the Contractor hadn't said anything, and was keeping completely still regardless. It was a level of motor skill she hadn't seen before. "Though he can be more trouble than he's worth sometimes." And wasn't that the truth, more than her current companion could know.

She said her thanks as well before getting down to eating her own meal. Perhaps it wasn't the best, but it was homemade, and that was good enough for her. Then again, she didn't exactly have high standards when it came to cuisine. As long as it was edible and she could stomach the taste, she would probably eat it. That was why she didn't have much trouble agreeing with the suggestion when it was presented.

"Sure," she replied with a hint of indifference, passing over some of her food in exchange for the chicken. And she would admit that it was pretty good chicken in the end, without any chagrin or give there. If it was the truth, then it didn't hurt to actually say it now, did it?

When lunch had ended, she waved dismissively at the question. "Sure, go ahead," she replied. It might be a slight problem with her magical girl duties, but she saw no need to shut her down entirely. Having friends was a part of life, and if she wasn't willing to give up on her family then she wouldn't give up on this either. And it helped that apparently the Contractor wasn't interested in engaging in it's namesake.

The last question caught her by surprise though, and Miyako found herself glancing downwards in the process. It was true, she would admit, though it had more to do with her fighting Primordials than anything. And with that particular job, who knew when she would have the time to engage in a club, given the impact it tended to have on her social life. Vanishing for hours at a time could be a bit of a dampener on that sort of thing.

"I'll think about it," she replied noncommittedly. It'd make sense anyway, since she would naturally have to look at the other clubs here before making a decision. She couldn't be faulted for that. for now though, she was left alone to wait for lunch to end.

When Sora had gone, Miyako glanced down at the Contractor, somehow not surprised that the silence he had been using this far had now vanished. "You, maybe," she replied with a hint of aloofness. "If you want to add another magical girl to the seven we've got here already, that's your business. Not mine." Really, she might be the best but she was not going to be used as a propaganda tool.

[User]
Rose watched the reactions of the other girls. Their reactions were varied and yet not surprising. Rose would have to hid her emotions better. If they were not going to grieve then she could not afford to grieve in front of them. Yuna's investigation was not a surprise. It made a lot of sense. Rose found Emiri dead with barely a struggle and not eaten. Thus it was not a Primordial. However, Rose could not find any remnants of a Soul gem on Emiri meaning whomever did her in must have taken it. Why? Why was the question that needed to be answered.

Rose watched the fight between Yuna and ELise. Inside Rose wondered how to train Elise, that bloodlust was on a whole other level that what Rose felt. Rose was all in control. The thrill of fighting on the edge of death was addicting to Rose, but never would it cause her to loose her humanity. When Akame asked for Rose to accompany her to see Akame, She replied, "I would go now if you want. I think I have passed the grieving stage at this point. I am Angry now. I cannot just accept the fact she is dead."

[Assistant]
One day earlier...

 It was, ironically, a nice sunny day. On the outskirts of the city, there was a strange sight to anyone who saw, or could see it. Amara rode in on a tall, ethereal, and ghostly stallion. "So this is Miso City."  She said to herself.  "I hope the food here is as tasty as the city's name."  As she approached the city, she dismounted then dismissed the stallion, and paused to pick up the preserved hoof and put it away. She could feel the presence of several other Magical Girls in the city. "Great," She sighed. "This is shared turf. That's going to cause problems." The city's sights and sounds were so nostalgic. It brought back so many memories. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. The past is done. There is nothing there to dwell on. She thought angrily.

Present time...

 Amara watched the battle between fire and water from an unobserved place, hiding her presence from the others, just observing. They are not bad, but they rely too much on magic instead of their weapons. After the battle, she spent a little time sneaking around gathering information. When she heard of the death, she thought So, the one named Asuka Emiri died. If I talk to them now, they will immediately suspect me. But then how do I convince them otherwise?  But then, she had an idea.  Maybe if I catch the real killer... She thought quickly for a few minutes, forming a plan. Once she was sure of what she was doing, she set out toward Emiri's apartment.

[User]
An invisible mist lofted over Miso City since last night, with the feeling of a magical presence disappearing from each of the towns. This mist could not be seen, could not be touched, could not be felt as magical. It was almost like it did not exist. That is what Kasumii was. Traveling around different cities, helping out the different magical girls she had encountered, and then erasing the existence she had, not letting them remember a single thing about her.

In the town, she could feel nine other magical girls. Why are so many girls in this city? Kasumii wondered. Something is going to happen in this city. It's just unnatural. Lofting over, she saw a battle between two of the girls. Is that ... Yukino Yuna? It was a magical girl, whom she had met that also traveled. The girl seemed to have traveled across all over Japan, while Kasumii was only slowly moving from city to city. Kasumii had helped the Yuna in two different cities before, but Yuna would have no memory of that. Just as no-one ever did. Simply because Kasumii did not exist.

Hovering over the other girls, she could hear them, talk of a death of a comrade, named Asuka Emiri. Is that the presence who disappeared. The girl could only wonder, as the group dispersed. She noticed there was another girl, who did not seem to be part of the group. For now, Kasumii did not give herself form. She would follow the two, headed to the apartment of their comrade. She wanted information, to see what was happening.


[System]
Alias
The Great and Powerful Kazam!
(Or just Kazam, although Al himself insists on the full name.)

Age
18

Gender
Male

Appearance

That's only Al's casual dress. His "professional" uniform consists of a dress shirt and vest combination worn under a royal blue high-collar cloak cut specifically to have triangular "teeth" at the hem, black dress pants tucked into shin-high white boots, a pair of white formal gloves and the pièce de résistance, a blue tricorn hat decorated with a big white feather for extra flair.

Personality
Al is very charismatic, almost overly so. Most of the time it's part of the act, after all it's rather difficult to dazzle an audience if the performer has a gloomy attitude. Other times, though, he can come off as overly confident if not outright cocky. His confidence is great for putting on a show, but otherwise makes him difficult to work closely with, close personal friends tend to find his overly-dramatic confidence to be rather insufferable at times. His insistence on being called The Great and Powerful Kazam can - and has - rub people the wrong way. Still, if you can get past the bluster and theatrics, you'll find there's an overall good kid somewhere in there. Al fights crime and injustice as much as the next superhero after all, he just does it with a bit of a self-inflated ego.

Skills
Al has learned a wide variety of tricks and illusions accomplished merely by sleight of hand. Apart from that, he likes to believe he is good at convincing people to agree with him through sheer charisma. He's also done his share of dabbling into occult lore and mysticism, if only because such knowledge is practically required for someone like him. Al has also become a practiced swordsman out of necessity due to the nature of his magic-wielding. Finally, he has learned to speak quite fluently in the famous Backward Speech of Zatara and Zatanna, as any self-respecting sorcerer would if only out of respect for and in tribute to their greatness.

Powers
Al is of Homo Magi descent, at least on his father's side anyway. As such, he possesses a certain talent for using real magic. As with most spell-casters, a specific focus is generally required before Al can successfully throw out magic spells. For most, the focus is incantations, Zatanna's backward speech being the most famous example. For Al, while he can use backward speech for incantations, and often does so, he also uses a physical object as a focus as well. That object is an antique sword, an enchanted one that is his family's heirloom. While Magic generally allows one to accomplish a wide variety of feats, there are more specific spells designed for more specialty purposes. The ones Al himself knows are as follows:

"Drows a emoceb!" - A transmutation spell that transforms the wand into its sword form.

"Dnaw a emoceb!" - A transmutation spell that transforms the sword into its wand form.

"Rednuht fo edalb!" - The sword becomes magically infused with an electric charge, giving it an unnatural sharpness that allows it cleanly cut through objects it should otherwise be unable to. Concentration is required to hold the charge, so it will be dispelled by breaking Al's concentration or by outright knocking him unconscious.

"Llab gninthgil! Mrof ekat!" - Conjures and then hurls a ball of electricity. Upon impact with a target, the lightning jumps from the target and spreads its shock to those immediately surrounding it at a maximum radius of ten feet.

"Evoba morf rednuht!" - Calls a bolt of lightning to strike from above. Becomes even more powerful and effective during a natural rain storm.

"Sdnuow esolc!" - A healing incantation for closing and healing minor injuries and flesh wounds. More serious injuries such as dismemberment require an incantation of much higher level and thus will not be effected by this one.

Equipment
Al's most precious possession is his family sword. It's enchanted and thus capable of changing its appearance between being a sword and a wand. Much of Al's magic is channeled through it in some form, and so without it his spells become significantly weaker or more difficult to maintain.

History
Much of Al's family history is muddled and forgotten, but it has always possessed a talent for magic. This is because, at least on his father's side of the family tree, Al's family contains members of the Homo Magi race, essentially humans with a natural affinity for spell-casting. In fact, Al isn't even the first to be called the Great Kazam. That honor goes to his great grandfather, Al simply taking the title for himself when he inherited the family sword. Al was an only child, and in a way that was a blessing for him. According to the Kazam family traditions, only one child per generation could learn magic. In households with more than one child, both would be taught magic until adulthood, at which point it was customary for the siblings to pit their magical mastery against one another, the winner being awarded the sword and the losers stripped of their ability to use magic in order to prevent them from becoming a threat. Since he was an only child, Al was spared from this custom as he had no siblings to compete against.

His childhood normal, or at least as normal as could be when magic was involved, Al grew up being praised for his talents, mostly by his mother. While his father was around early on to teach him the basics of magic, he vanished when Al was 14 years old. Whether he died or simply transported himself to some other dimension, none could say. Supposedly he was researching something but he always kept that a secret, so no one in the family actually knew what it was he was working on at the time of his disappearance. Still only a rookie spell-caster, Al demanded the sword be given to him so he could finally master his gifts and go searching for his father, but was denied. He was still too young, and so the family sword went to Al's depowered uncle, who despite no longer possessing magic was able to complete his training and, four years later, finally gave Al the family sword.

In his search, Al began using his talents to fight crime, something none in his family had ever considered doing before. Al was almost entirely inspired by the famous Zatanna in his decision to become a crime fighter, even self-learning her famous Backward Speech for his own use. In these activities, Al encountered others around his age who also resolved to fight crime. Deciding that his talent would certainly be invaluable to them, Al reached out to them and essentially invited himself into their team.

Other
He still keeps in contact with his uncle, reaching out to him if a magical problem proves too difficult for him to solve on his own.

Titans GO!

[User]
Jr was starting to get a little bored and then he heard Tohi's instructions. He wanted to get into kicking some butt, but first he would have to wait and follow his teammate's instructions. Taking out some surveillance gear, Jr began to sneak a bit closer to the bank and take pictures of the scene going on in there.

"I hope that my surveillance is good, because I'm dying to kick some criminal butt" he said to Tohi over the communicator.

"Also I hope the rest of the team gets their butts over here soon, there will be no robbers to stop if they keep taking so long" Jr said annoyed. Patients was not one of his virtues and waiting when there was a chance to do some hero work was something he didn't like doing. This was what he didn't like about teams, having to wait and think outside of your own skills and experiences.

[Assistant]
Jasper SimmonsQuickshot
Fortunately for Jasper, his bow did not scratch up the window of the SUV. His teammates at clambered in quickly enough, and they were racing through the streets of Central City in no time. Sure enough, it was uncomfortable to drive with his quiver digging into his back, but he compartmentalized and did his best to ignore the discomfort. The ride was pretty quiet, their communicators the only noise, and the dark haired teen pulled up the video feeds from Tohi and Junior on the holoscreen in the SUV's dashboard. Though he wasn't watching it himself, he was getting the audio, and that was enough for him. Figures that the villains would team up - they weren't likely to do all that well on their own, given the size of the Titans' team. But together? They were more formidable, and Jasper was looking forward to teaching them a lesson. Whether or not the team would do well together, however, was up in the air.

With stealth in mind, Jasper parked the SUV a couple of blocks from the bank, making sure the keys were secured to his belt before exiting the vehicle. Surveying the buildings in his line of sight, he tried to figure out if he'd do better from a vantage point or if being on the ground would be better. The team didn't really have a leader to defer to - they hadn't known each other long enough to establish it - so asking his teammates seemed out of the question. Gripping his bow, he spoke into the communicator.

"I'm going to get up high, see if I can't take out that guitar," he told the team, already walking the distance.

Letting himself into a building across from the bank, he ignored the confused civilians, taking the elevator for himself. Though he would've liked to assuage their fears, he didn't have time to talk. The elevator would only travel so fast, and he wanted to help his team out any way he could. Taking advantage of his long range to try and stop Johnny seemed to be his best bet. Sound waves could only do so much, and if he caught Punk Rocket off-guard then his arrow wouldn't explode before it hit its target. First, though, he had to get to the roof. Strategizing with himself would only get him so far until he could actually do something. Hopping out of the elevator, he took the stairwell up to the roof, frowning when he felt the wind. Great, that was going to throw off his aim.

[User]
Sadly the car ride wasn't all that eventful. Light was hoping everyone would socialize a little on the way there, but no one really had anything to say, or rather, anyone but Light as the rest of the team was focused on the robbery, making her feel akward soon after. Once the group had gotten close to the robbery, Jasper enacted a stealth plan, telling everyone he was going to snipe from the rooftop.

"Okies. I'll take out the robot doggies then." Light said to the rest of the group, rummaging inside of her dress for a bit before pulling out a paper thin black circle that she called her portable hole. Looking at the bank where Tohi and Jr. were already engaging some of the baddies, Light threw the hole on the ground and jumped in it, appearing almost instantly out of another hole that appeared in the middle of the commotion. The battle paused for a slight moment as Light popped out of a black circle that appeared on the ground seemingly out of nowhere, then went on as normal soon after.

Making her way to the cops that were being attacked by the robot dogs, Light yanked a few of them to her, holding them within the crux of her arms tightly, throwing one at the villain who was barking orders saying. "Hey, you! Catch!

[Assistant]
As soon as they reached the scene, Al already knew exactly the role he intended to play. Many of the Titans fared better when stealth and the element of surprise were on their side. That often meant that someone had to take center stage and keep the bad guys' attention squarely on them for the first few moments of an encounter. And who better to play this role than the magician who already thrived in the spotlight? As the SUV parked and other members of the team went to work, Al simply straightened his hat and took the direct route to the scene of the attack. Wand in hand, Al used a quick spell to summon a harmless smokescreen in front of the bank for him to appear to the others in, while also charming nearby speakers to start playing a dazzling stage song to serve as his entrance theme.

"A dazzling light that pierces the darkness! A magician who brings hope to where there is none!" Al made sure he sounded as loud and confident as possible, while also being careful to sound more cool rather than arrogant. Putting oneself at the center of attention like this required a surprising amount of balance so one could sound cool and inspiring while not sounding arrogant or annoying to the audience, "Villains beware, for your opponent today is the GREAT and POWERFUL Kazam!" by that point the smokescreen started to clear, Al even giving his cloak a dramatic wave from the front to behind him, simultaneously taking off his hat for an introductory bow before putting on.

"Now, who wants to be my first volunteer? You sir!" he gestured his wand toward Adonis, without even giving the jock wannabe a chance to answer, "Lrig a ekil maercs!" Al spoke the incantation. If all went well, the would-be team of villains would pay more attention to Al than the other members who hadn't made a move yet, plus Adonis would find himself with a very high-pitch feminine voice, something Al knew would really get under his skin.


[System]
Appearance:
Nicknames/Titles: Shadow, TBA, TBA

Gender:Generally Male

Age: 25

Skills: * Dual-wielding
* Stealth
* Impersonation
* Master Scythe fighter

Magic: Nex is a master of Shadow Magic, which allow him to control, manipulate, energize, and solidify shadows to use in combat, as well as for a variety of other things, this also allows him to become as formless as a shadow, thus allowing him to change how he looks. Here are some examples of basic spells, and his #1 most Powerful spell that has earned him the majority of his infamy:* Shadow Bolt: A bolt of energized shadow that can be fired either in rapid fire or more powerful charged shots
* Shadow Scythe: A shadow contsruct that takes the form of a scythe, the blade of which is extremely sharp and can grow, shrink, and even be made into a whip like projection, doesn't harm the caster.
* Shadow Tendrils: Rather self explanatory, this spell allows Nex to summon tendrils of shadows, either for combat, utility, or for fun, if you know what I mean

Equipment: * The Black Book:Effects of said book are TBA

Personality: Nex is very much like a young child in his way of reasoning, if he sees something he wants, he'll take it. Anyone who gets in his way will be removed quickly and painfully.

Biography: Once upon a time, there was a young mage of great power and skill, so much so that he was even granted the honor of training under a member of the mage's council. rom the age of 7-14, he buried himself in his studies, wanting to prove to all that he was worthy of this honor. One day, however, he stumbled upon an ancient grimoire that seemed to be made from the hide of a black dragon. The tome wreaked of dark magic, and yet instead of repulsing the boy, it only drew him towards its, like a moth to a flame. The moment he laid his hand upon it, the book sprang open, the pages full of nothing but darkness that surged forth and consumed the boy dragging him screaming into it's dark depths.

Others: As long as Nex serves the book and has it in his possession, he cannot be killed, only severely wounded. He can still kill himself, however, from over use of his magic.

[User]
Dante

Dante heard the girl wandering around behind him, examining some of his hammers. "Well, an adventure feels like a nice change of scenery for me, in my opinion. Gets a bit stale with all of the work around here." he said, setting one rod down and working on more. "And to answer your question, yes. I used to be a swordsman before settling down as a blacksmith. Thought I'd give the trade a try. It's nice, forging weapons. I get to learn their material, how they work. I've even worked with some guns. And must I say, they are quite an interesting thing to look at. I do have a sword I use specifically, it should be in the chest under the table near you." he said calmly, believing she wouldn't steal from him. "It's sharper, smoother, and larger than most swords I've seen. Higher quality than just about any standard sword." he said proudly, looking behind him to stare at her for a moment. "So, are you going to go to this meeting?" he asked, before turning around and getting back to work, sparks flying.

[Assistant]
Astarte

Gah... He could only repent on how embarrassing it how sounded, the fact that he mistook the charges he was accusing the girl of. He was about to try and come up with some retort when the girl decided to change the subject. Well, he was relieved to hear that change of subject, but what came next set his fuse off yet again. Being called cute was bad enough, but lieutenant cutie? He remembered his sister using the same nickname once, and it was most definitely horrible. What's more, hearing it from his sister was already bad enough, but hearing it from someone with a lower rank? Disgraceful, totally so.

"D-D-Don't call me that! I'll see to it that they hold your pay off for the next month!" A baseless threat, given that his rank wasn't THAT big of a deal. "And fuckin' wait for me, I'm goin' in the same direction!" Astarte said, with a bit of an accent he had picked up during his infancy. He hurried behind the girl. It would have already been awkward enough to walk in the same direction and just everntually find each other, so he had hoped to make that feeling smaller while shouting at her. Though, he know felt like it had the opposite effect.

Hazael

The place went from deserted to populated in a matter of seconds. Well, it made Hazael happy. Firstly, to answer the first one to arrive, she stood straight up and looked at him, eye to eye. While she was little, she could also easily intimidate anyone just with a look. It was more of a test than anything else, to see if they had what it takes. "Yep, that's me. It is HazAel, though. You lacking an A there." She said to Nex, with a big smile on her face. Still, she wondered whether the guy had read the secret message or not. Maybe he hadn't, maybe he did. It didn't matter. The fact that he seemed oddly familiar was definitely offputting, though.

Then, she turned to the man with bright red hair. 'Eyecatching', she thought. Aside from her, all of her family's hair colors were scattered all around and with some real strange tones. It was good to see someone with equally strange hair color out of her family. Reassuring that it didn't run only in her family. "Good, good! I was waiting for you all! Then, let me get into some details. We are going after this monster, an 'Arachnoblaster', is its name. Crap, barely bit my tongue." Hazael said, acting a bit more childish, before getting on with her explanation. "It's skin is really durable, as well as the silk it produces. Guys over here want to do some research on it, see if we can implement what it does on our weaponry or armors. It should be pretty fun, though I'd take the thing up as many times needed if it only had less legs." Hazael said, trying to mask the fact that she was actually feeling disgusted by the mere thought of having to go against a giant spider. It was more disgust than fear, though. She was a woman, after all.

Of course, the other one, observing everything from the sidelines, hadn't escaped her vigilant eye. Hazael merely winked at her and returned to the business at hand. "So! The specifics of the job are 'go inside, beat the crap out of the crawling thing, bring back what's left', basically. Oh, it also can spit fire, so be warned about that. We leave tomorrow at afternoon, by the time we think no one else will be arriving. Since you are the first ones to come here, I wanna ask, what are your names? And..." Her eyes turned sharp, trying not to miss a detail of anything they said. She had to fully analyze the answer of the next question, as it will give them up as supporters of Donat or otherwise. "What made you think of accepting this job?"

[User]
Yunan acknowledge the man's lies without showing any sign of doubt, but he knew that his shield only protected him from malicious intent such as he was doing early but again let it slide, considering how much he wanted to get away from the man. He should of simply left when he had the chance but now he was listening to the other man's rambling on about questions on how his magic work and all of that, but he paid no attention and simply nodded to his questions. More or less it was true that everyone of them he could do, to a certain degree.

However the nonstop question that the man was shooting out was indeed annoying and he had the chance now to escape... so he took up the opportunity and quickly left. The vines that entangled Bristlebane were good enough for the job to distract him for the moment to allow Yunan to escape with more time on his hand to disappear into the kingdom's bustling activity. After the incident, Yunan decided to lay low for the day, deciding that he didn't want to get into another scenario like what had happened earlier. With nothing besides a window, he gazed out the glass and watched the kingdom from afar wondering how long will this kind of commotion will last.

[Assistant]
Nex nodded as Hazael correct him in how to say her name. "Got it, Hazael, not Hazel. Nex will make sure to remember that. As for name, Nex doesn't remember, so Nex goes by Nex, I am Nex, Nex is me, Nex is Nex." He giggled slightly, at a joke only he seemed to hear or understand. He took some time to fold up the flyer and stuff it into the cloak he was wearing. Underneath said cloak, Nex was wearing no shirt, some gauze wrappings around his arms that went from his hands down to his elbows, and some ragged black breeches that seemed to be falling apart at the seems. He also wore a thick, black belt, which seemed to have something attached to it, but it couldn't be seen due to the cloak hiding it from view.

"Nex came cause Nex was bored, Arachnoblaster sounds like fun. Oh," Nex turned around quickly to address the red headed stranger, taking a secind to look at the sword. He could ferk some kind of energy from it, meaning it must be enchanted, though what that might be was a mystery. Turning his eyes back up to the swords owner face, he smiled again.

"Glad to meet you, Red head, my na e is Nex, what is your name, and is it okay if I call you Red Head?" Nex also wanted to say high to the lady on the bench, but she was trying to be sneaky, and it would be rude of him to point her out like that.

[User]
Ralena watched as a few more people moved along the street.

Someone else joined the two that were near the wall. Another male.

"That makes three so far," she said quietly, speaking into the air. She took a moment to look directly at the three people ahead and ended up making eye contact with one of them. She stared at the young woman for a few moments, before returning to her reading again.

I can't make out what they're saying, but it's too soon to move in. Who knows how many more may show up.

A man began his way down the streets, pushing a fruit cart along the street. Ralena blinked for a moment, before standing and putting her reading material back in her pocket. She waved a hand to the man with the cart and jogged over to him.

"How much are two of these?" she asked the man, looking at some of the fruit.

Eventually, she bit into a juicy fruit, while standing in the middle of the street. She looked at the small group near the wall and raised her arm, eventually letting the fruit fly towards the three people. She didn't aim at any of them in particular, but if no one moved it was sure to hit at least one of them.

The fruit was medium sized and had a soft, but firm texture on the outside.

[Assistant]
"Guns huh? Well, I wouldn't know about those," Chloe said jovially in response as she listened to him speak, though in truth she was quite serious. Her form of magic required her to possess a rather in depth knowledge of the shapes and properties of weapons. The more she knew the easier it was to create them through her magic. Swords were easy. Shields were even easier if you wanted something simple but strong. Guns though, guns were a weapon that she could not create with her magic. Too many moving parts for a start. She moved over to the table that he had indicated and knelt down before the chest and looked it over. She did not go to open it.

"I will be, in a manner of speaking, though not without those rods~" she said in an almost lyrical, singsong tone. "I may need to use them before the day is out you see, depending on what the young lady knight has to say~" The truth at the moment was that she had no idea what was going to happen when she got her answer. She might even need to use them on the lady herself, if it came to it. She looked at the blacksmiths back and stared at him for a moment as a thought occurred to her.

"Chloe Magnolia Chevalier, at your service my lord craftsman," she said playfully without a hint of apparent sarcasm.

[User]
Avon Ruhame

After noting the poster's information and pounding into his brain the location and time, he decided he would check it out a little bit early. He glanced at the poster before he left to see the gates, as much as he would've loved to take the poster himself so he could easily reference the information, that might have made it so others wouldn't know about it. And ruining other people's job opportunities wasn't something he was up for. So, after speaking the information aloud in order to get it down for sure, he meandered over towards the gate.

' Wow, fuck. I hope they still have room for me. ' Not only did it look like there was a meeting about it today, but it was packed! If Avon had any other promising jobs he could've got, he would probably had just left. But his curiosity and trouble looking for work in the town made it so he would stay. The people around him didn't look all that untrustworthy, however handfull of them gave off some shady vibes. Not that it mattered, if there were this many people the job would most likely be a huge success. 'It'd be as smooth as a lynchin' was the wording he used when he thought about it. Well, with this many people though the money might be split into pretty small chunks, and the job offer never said it was going to pay well. As Avon drew closer, he was able to pick out who was Hazael, and what she was saying.

Instantly he felt like an idiot. Wow If I ain't the biggest dumbass in this crowd I would never find who is. He had thought the spider was some company brand, or what symbol the group would be representing. Not what they were hunting! Oh well, at least no one knew that's what he thought it would be. He was also surprised at the job request itself. Now, Avon isn't, nor ever was too great of a monster hunter, but a job like this was one he was somewhat excited to go on. Helping scientists, killing baddies, getting payed, sounded like a honest job! So long as he wasn't expected to extort some old men after the job was done he was ready to go! After Hazael finished explaining the job, she asked for those present to introduce themselves. Avon decided on waiting a bit before throwing himself out there, people probably wouldn't want to hear about the wandering amateur gunsmith anyway.

[Assistant]
Nex's cloak flew outwards as a tendril of black intercepted the fruit that seemed to be headed his way, spearing it right through the center. It retreated slightly, stopping only to allow Nex to pull the fruit off of it, then it dispersed nothingness. Nex took a bite out of it, enjoying the taste of it, sweet yet tart at the same time. Nex walked over to the person who has thrown the fruit, his ever present smile still plastered on his face.

"You know it's not nice to throw things lady, people could get hurt. But now that you've stopped trying to be sneaky, Nex can ask you who you are. Nex likes having a lot of friends, would you like to be one of them?" Nex continued to munch on the fruit, nodding towards the lady as he continued to speak. "Also, thanks for fruit, it's very good."

Akira


[System]
Age: 16

Gender: Female

Appearance:
She's rarely ever seen without her Newsboy's Cap, and will pretty much wear it anywhere, and with anything.
Personality:
Maisy is in one word: Nosy. She's always trying to butt into conversations she finds interesting, and whenever someone's talking to her, its rare that she ISN'T writing something down, almost transcribing the conversation. She also loves to hear about people's thoughts on matters, their goals, and even what color their underwear is, if she cares enough about them. Her sense of humor is also absolutely terrible, letting her almost pass out from laughing if someone tells an atrocious pun.

History:
Not much is to be said about Maisy's life, aside from that her dad was the world's equivalent of a Superfan for pro duelists. Growing up with posters and merchandise of some of the best duelists around, she was in no short supply of role models, and in no short supply of entertainment, watching old re-runs of turbo duels with her father, and even sometimes playing "Pretend Action Duels" with him.

Her father, who once told the story about how he saw the King of Games duel in person when he was a kid, would often times stay up late with her, and sometimes duel with a blanket over them, and a flashlight under the covers. Such a pro-dueling environment naturally lead to Maisy wanting to be like the people she looked up to, and to try and reach for the pro circuit. With the help of her father, she finally got into the Tower program, and can't help but be excited on being able to meet TONS of good duelists, and maybe even a few pros. Wherever they may be, no Pro-Duelist is safe from her asking them for an autograph.

Favorite Card/Archetype or theme: Fabled/Naturia, Stalling

Chosen courses: Action Dueling/Synchro

Current Dorm: Wind

Chosen Structure Deck: Fables & Fiends

Chosen Pack: Hidden Arsenal 4: Trishula's Triumph

43 TOTAL
Monsters
Grapha, Dragon Lord of Dark World x1
Snoww, Unlight of Dark World x1
Ceruli, Guru of Dark World x1
Zure, Knight of Dark World x1
Renge, Gatekeeper of Dark World x1
Scarr, Scout of Dark World x1
Kahkki, Guerilla of Dark World x1
Gren, Tactician of Dark World x1
Broww, Huntsman of Dark World x1
Beiige, Vanguard of Dark World x1
Brron, Mad King of Dark World x1
Sillva, Warlord of Dark World x1
Goldd, Wu-Lord of Dark World x2
Reign-Beaux, Overlord of Dark World x1
Belial - Marquis of Darkness x1
Tragoedia x1
Newdoria x1
Goblin King x1
Grave Squirmer x1
Card Guard x1
Battle Fader x1
Infernity Knight x1
Blade Knight x1

Spells
The Gates of Dark World x2
Dark World Lightning x1
Gateway to Dark World x2
Dark World Dealings x1
Allure of Darkness x1
Card Destruction x1
Terraforming x1
Dark Eruption x1

Traps
Dark Scheme x1
The Forces of Darkness x1
Deck Devestation Virus x1
Eradicator Epidemic Virus x1
Mind Crush x1
Dark Deal x1
The Transmigration Prophecy x1
Escape from the Dark Dimension x1
Dark Bribe x1

Extra: 4

Fabled Ragin x1
The Fabled Unicore x1
The Fabled Kudabbi x2

Monsters
Grapha, Dragon Lord of Dark World x1
Snoww, Unlight of Dark World x1
Ceruli, Guru of Dark World x1
Zure, Knight of Dark World x1
Renge, Gatekeeper of Dark World x1
Scarr, Scout of Dark World x1
Kahkki, Guerilla of Dark World x1
Gren, Tactician of Dark World x1
Broww, Huntsman of Dark World x1
Beiige, Vanguard of Dark World x1
Brron, Mad King of Dark World x1
Sillva, Warlord of Dark World x1
Goldd, Wu-Lord of Dark World x2
Reign-Beaux, Overlord of Dark World x1
Belial - Marquis of Darkness x1
Tragoedia x1
Sangan x1
Newdoria x1
Goblin King x1
Grave Squirmer x1
Card Guard x1
Battle Fader x1
Defender of the Ice Barrier x2
Neo Flamvell Hedgehog x1
The Fabled Pegulsus x1
Genex Ally Remote x1
Genex Ally Solid x1
Dragunity Primus Pilus
Warlock of the Ice Barrier x1
Naturia Strawberry x1
Fabled Soulkius x1
The Fabled Kokkator x2
Blade Knight x1
Fabled Urostos x1
The Fabled Ganashia x1
Infernity Knight x1
The Fabled Nozoochee x2
The Fabled Cerburrel x2
Valerifawn, Mythical Beast of the Forest x1
The Fabled Catsith x2
The Fabled Chawa x2
Shining Angel x2
Effect Veiler x1

Spells

Downward Current x1
De-Synchro x2
Obedience Schooled x1
Monster Reincarnation x1
Mystical Space Typhoon x1
Pride of the Weak x1
Constellar Belt x1
Forbidden Lance x1
The Gates of Dark World x2
Dark World Lightning x1
Gateway to Dark World x2
Dark World Dealings x1
Allure of Darkness x1
Card Destruction x1
Terraforming x1
Dark Eruption x1

Traps

Lumenize x1
Horn of the Phantom Beast x2
Side Effects? x1
Beast Soul Swap x1
Deal of Phantom x1
Sound the Retreat! x1
Enchanted Javelin x1
Draining Shield x1
Negate Attack x1
Torrential Tribute x1
Dark Scheme x1
The Forces of Darkness x1
Deck Devestation Virus x1
Eradicator Epidemic Virus x1
Mind Crush x1
Dark Deal x1
The Transmigration Prophecy x1
Escape from the Dark Dimension x1
Dark Bribe x1
Extra: 4

Fabled Ragin x1
The Fabled Unicore x1
The Fabled Kudabbi x2
Points: 13
(Summary)
Took a pack at the start: +0
Lost to Akemi: +15
Lost to Hayate: +15
Lost to Vincent: +15
Lost to Ethel and Ignia in a tag Duel: +15
Card Expenses: -47
Color: BC8F8F

[User]
"Yeah, talk to you later." Nathaniel said as Haas bolted off, surging with energy. Watching him so full of vim and vigor, Nathaniel thought the kid would make a pretty good Action Duelist, especially since he seemed to be into the whole entertainment thing. He used Wind-Ups too, which was popular with many audiences.

Still, it was strange. He said he was there yesterday when Nathaniel was dueling, which probably meant he was in the Action Dueling class, but Nathaniel didn't even notice him. The guy seemed so spirited, Nathaniel thought he would be pretty hard to miss. Or maybe Nathaniel's sense of observation was off. He should probably be more aware of what and who is around him from now on.

With that in mind, he took out his Transceiver to check his classes. Synchro Summoning. Speaking of which, looks like Haas was in that class as well. Frankly, if Synchro class is anything like Fusion class yesterday, then Nathanie was not looking forward to it. The material felt so basic that Nathaniel couldn't keep his interest. Still, it was only the first day of classes. Maybe the coursework will pick up and Nathaniel can find something that he can really sink his teeth into. Regardless, he had it today, which meant he has to go. So tucking his Transceiver back into his pocket, he stood up and took off.

On his way to class, he noticed a familiar face. "Oh, hey Brad."

Looking at the guy's face, he seemed to have had quite a workout. He was dripping with sweat, and his breathing was heavy and quick. It was quite the reversal compared to when they first met each other last night.

[Assistant]
Ignia Nosfera

Ignia bowed "Thank you sir" in response to being allowed to change her course, after the principal finished what they was saying and motioned at their nurse to escort them out. Ignia decided to scoot she was hyped already and didn't need telling to go to her first turbo duelling lesson. (albeit her duel disc wasn't really compatible... great.) With Excitement betraying her face she was running to elevator to try and descend as quickly as possible. the wait of the elevator seemed a little antagonizing but it calmed her down and bit and she exited with a simple walk. Walking down the entrance hall. Ignia opened her D-Ciever to check the location of the turbo duelling area.

A few moments later she put the D-Ciever away her eyes looking at a building in the distance. She began her short trek over to the track. a short well dressed speck on the desert sands. That moved with almost fiery purpose towards a place they had never been to. Ignia acknowledge she hadn't ate the s'morning, she was probably going to keel over in pain later. hopefully she could eat before then. Ignia shuddered at the thought. Pushing it to the back of her mind as she walked towards the garage, the place the students where instructed to go on the D-Ciever.

Ignia saw the teacher, whom pointed at where the students where meant to go. Of course Ignia was resisting the basic instinct to tell the teacher they were a 6/10 (too old). She managed to resist it for long enough to put the teacher out of her vision. muttering under her breath "6/10." before Ignia proceeded to noticed someone in particular, T'was someone in a hood yes but Ignia knew that body shape. walking over Ignia spoke up with a sing song voice "Hey Ethel!" She cried with excitement in her voice, before changing to her intellectual one. "I guess you're here for turbo dueling as well I see" Ignia said her voice changed back to her regular one. "Guess your beat some people today eh?" Ignia said her eyes glowing with anticipation.

Vincent Gulfus

Vincent had been eating his breakfast alone away from all the excitement in the morning due to the fact he was a little tired. he had to admit that it was a little boring but oh well. Peaceful breakfast equates to the most nutritional start to the day of course, so it didn't really bother him that much in the long term. Never the less through all the brooding and watching of other people, Vincent D-Ciever finally vibrated with a notification of the first lesson, It was a synchro lesson, A style of summoning his deck didn't really preform at all. Vincent sighed under his breath as he got up and went to the elevator in order to travel up. he was in there with a few other students heading the same way as the Elevator ascended. Soon he arrived at the synchro classroom. Stepped inside and the first thing he did was eye the teacher with curiosity.

They looked so average. Vincent stood by the entrance just eying the room wondering if anyone would walk past worth talking to.

[User] "Wow what a bitch. Don't mind her, I was just trying to see if she wanted to talk to someone quieter than myself. Thanks for trying Marie. Hey Henry do you know what first years like us do?" Ben asked as Henry looked over to his phone where he kept his schedule and he...ended up saying he didn't know anything. Well...this was awkward...what was he supposed to do for classes? It would seem his entire little team had NO IDEA where the hell they were going...maybe Andre would know where to go. But he wasn't at his seat anymore and he was putting his food away more than likely heading out to go find something to do himself or go to classes. Oh wow. It WAS going to be one of THOSE days wasn't it? Ben groaned and almost passed out onto the table again but he used his sheer force of will to make sure he didn't do so as he instead put up his hands and proclaimed, "Alright well FIRST order of business for us today is to find out what the hell we're doing!" Ben said with fake enthusiasm as he had no enthusiasm to give at the moment and decided it would be better to just keep his usual attitude at the cost of some of his currently precious energy reserves. Whatever he had to do to after all he had to find out one way or another.

[Assistant] Angelo grinned as he looked down at his D-ciever and saw where he would be taking the coordinates towards the tracks he got a move on quickly getting up and leaving the room. This was what he was waiting for and he was so excited to finally be on a track and turbo duel! Since Angelo was excited he decided to take the stairs. Once he was outside he was able to see the building and noticed the instructors were really thin apparently they had instructors of every extreme from that giant military guy to these skinny thin guys in track suits. Angelo saw that their was a garage on the outside and Angelo had hoped that his request for access to this garage was being processed so that he would be able to use it later on for his own duel runner. Angelo saw a few people had beat him to the punch but that didn't matter Angelo was ready and waiting to turbo duel with anyone that would have him as an opponent

[User]
Maisy perked up once she heard her D-Ciever finally beep, taking out the mauve device, she beamed, eyes shimmering. Synchro! Maybe now she'd learn some good combinations with her Fableds! Or learn that they were trash. Hopefully the former. Jumping out of her chair, she gleefully jogged to the classroom, stopping once she was outside. Taking a deep breath outside the door, she started thinking; This was going to be her method of summoning for a long, long time. Best she made a good impression with this teacher. Pulling a small bottle of breath freshener from her front pocket, she spritzed it inside of her mouth twice before she put it away, adjusting her red tie before she proudly walked in.

And promptly sat down. Success! She must have made such a good impression just sitting down without saying anything. This would be great. She hoped. One thing she was glad about was that the man teaching them was bald, as opposed to BaldING. Nothing was worse than a man who's lost his glorious hair who's trying to hide it by saying it was "Just Thinning" or having a tacky comb over.


[System]
Appearance
Amber is a towering individual, standing at hulking nine feet tall. He is on the pudgy side of the body spectrum, through his massive frame slightly helps even it out. He has amber light colored skin and darker amber colored hair and eyes. His hair is think and curly, hanging down to the back of his neck. He also has thick eyebrows and sideburns. He has a few freckles peppered across his nose. He usually wears a orange colored shirt under a button up vest along with a pair of pants and boots. But most noticeably has to be the kilt he wears.

Gem
Amber stone cut in a slightly oval shape

Gem Location
Left forearm

Emotional Strength
Joy/Freedom

Emotional Weakness
Oppression

Weapon
Large, comically sized, glowing mallet

Other
Against all odds Amber has some how managed to obtained a Irish accent.
Amber has the special abilities Pyrokinesis and Geo-Thermokinesis (lava/magma manipulation), he has yet to unlock the abilities though

[User] Emerald glared at Bloodstone. Everything this guy said sounded like absolute bullshit. And judging from the way the Kindergarten looked, it seemed like it had been "easily refertilized" in about....never. He honestly doubted if they could heal the land, and he knew that they wouldn't if they could. Not while any humans were alive. Also, he heavily doubted the attacking stations thing. How do you attack a station that you live in? Emerald really hated this guy and turned to Aquamarine. "Can we kill him? Everything he says sounds altered, exaggerated, or just plain made-up. He tried to shoot us with a giant death laser eye after trying to capture us, asks us to join 20 minutes after that, and tries to make it seem like we're the bad guys. It's REALLY ANNOYING!" Emerald turned back to Bloodstone and gave him the death stare.

[Assistant] "Re-fertilize? How was the Earth suppose to do that with Homeworld placing the gem deep underground where they had to suck in all the abundant resources and nutrition? There are thousands upon thousands of holes in the Kindergarten and more than one on Earth so think how much of the Earth was being destroy at one moment. All the life here on Earth gets the nutrients from the ground to thrive and continue! You are contradicting yourself with the gem population being depleted when we have many gem controlled planets that were functioning. We were doing just fine and the gems that were being made here were not normal almost all the time. The more the Kindergarten ran, the more the gems became corrupted and unable to form normal bodies or even think straight. What kind of life is that for them? What infinite possibilities were those gems given?! I saw what was happening and decided to take a stand. You forget that thousands of gems chose Rose's side too and you slaughtered just as many as me. I tried not to fight you and I got cut down because of it. We were on defense by asking you to leave or see to any sort of reason. Blame your rulers for not listen to Rose! The Kindergarten was destroyed by the gems made there. I choose a gem side to, I just decided to also protect a humans while they were just starting out life on a planet that belonged to them." Aquamarine shot back, standing her ground. She side glanced to Emerald, knowing how he felt in this current moment but even if they all came at him, Bloodstone would still win. He would be stronger than the past and she didn't know how much so anymore."That would not be wise to do Emerald though I know for your frustration.I don't condone killing him when he has not attacked."

[User]
"Emerald. Please. Let him talk. He's caused us a bit of trouble, yes, and I'm sure we're all taking his words with a little more than just one grain of salt -I know I certainly am, and I'm sure Bloodstone knows it too- but he's not doing anything to hurt us right now. There is no reason for us to attack in any manner, never mind go as far as to kill."  Evenkite shot a glare at Emerald, the first time she had looked up at anybody ever since Bloodstone had arrived. The little gem seemed to have simply shrunken away once Bloodstone had appeared, as if she simply did not want to be there anymore, but now she was making her presence well known.

"Kill him," she continued, "Kill him? If I didn't know any better, I'd say that if anyone here was made for war, it was you. That's a little extreme, don't you think? Granted, not like the two of you," she paused to look at both Aquamarine and Bloodstone, "Have been much better, from the sound of it, anyways, but nonetheless."

Despite all the questions she wanted to ask -and it probably showed on her face- this was all she had said during the entire time, having backed away from the group as if mentally isolating herself wasn't enough to keep her thoughts in check. The whole ordeal had been sudden and more than enough to make Evenkite feel conflicted, especially with all the emotions flying around. More so than ever did she wish she could just not have anything to do with any of these gems, and she quite frankly was debating to simply leave and see how long she could go without being found. However, curiosity kept her sticking around.

[Assistant] "Aqua, you never knew what was truly going on. Gems, understand that what I tell you is no lie. I have been calm and have been trying to explain myself while still teaching you of yourselves. What has Aqua done to teach about your past or her own. She's angered because she knows that I'm right, Home-World was on the defense, that's why I fought and killed, she was attacking blindly at our bases of operations, that's why she killed. I'm not trying to win you over to my side just yet but I'm trying to give you the facts to make a choice that you can stick to, even if I don't like it." Bloodstone looked down at the little one with the big attitude, "Even after my outburst earlier you still stuck up for me, I respect that. Is there anything I can answer for you?"

[User] Emerald glared back at Bloodstone, a dark green angry blush forming. "She might've tried to tell us about ourselves if we had had any free time since we knew each other! Ever since we met, no, ever since we've existed, we've either been fighting spider robots or running away from spider robots or getting blasted by a giant eyeball, all of which you probably sent after us! You're the reason for something you're trying to use against us!" Emerald was shouting at this point, and pulled back to compose himself. He realized he had used the word "us", and realized he had begun thinking of them not as a bunch of random individuals, but a group. A team. Something that this "Bloodstone" had inadvertantly made, just by trying to capture them. He didn't think anyone would sway so easily towards his side, not after what he had put them through. As of now, 100% of the new ones' lives had been dealing with this one guy and the problems he brought. It seemed unlikely that anybody would join him to Emerald.

[Assistant]
Soadlite was not on the side of outright killing Bloodstone, but she did want justice. Emerald was right. He was most likely the one who had sent the eye and the robots after them, with the intent to kill them, and she was not going to let that go without consequence. Evenkite was also right. While he certainly had earned the right to be attacked on sigh, Bloodstone was currently doing nothing in terms of violence. He was simply talking to them, and while he did threaten Evenkite earlier, he had done no direct, physical harm to them. Evenkite's hair was cut, but that was debatable in terms on harm.

Neither of the two gems were truly evil or good, Sodalite had come to the conclusion. Both of them had killed several of their own kind in the name for what they believed in. Bloodstone wanted the prosperity of the Gems, at the expense of other worlds. Aquamarine wanted for the Gems to be stopped, so that no more planets would be run dry from the kindergartens. They saw themselves as the hero in the situation, and while she did understand that, Sodalite continued to side with the one who had been guiding her since her awakening into the world.

"Let them speak, Emerald." Sodalite spoke up finally. They were the heroes of their own stories, but history was written by the victors, and overlooked by the survivors. They saw the other as the evil, letting outsiders and newcomers like the group of Gems decide who they personally saw as the hero.

[User]
Standing up? For him? It took a great amount of effort to keep herself from laughing at the thought that this gem honestly believed she was sticking up for him. Other than a half-strangled snicker, she was doing a relatively good job, keeping her expression as passive as she could.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Bloodstone, sir. I am not speaking up for you, or her," she paused, gesturing to Aquamarine, "Or anyone else, for that matter. I am speaking up for common sense. If such a thing can even exist within such an argument. "

She refused to answer his question, because though she did indeed have many, she didn't want to further fuel any more of this argument. The whole argument seemed pointless to her: Neither sides were willing to consider the other side and simply thought of themselves as right, and quite frankly Evenkite wished to take no part of it. Besides, said questions were becoming jumbled up into an unintelligible mess, to the point in which Evenkite wasn't quite sure what it was she was trying to ask, or where to even begin. She was getting a headache, and now questioning whether it was worth -and even slightly regretting- speaking up at all. Hopefully if she stayed quiet for long enough, attention would be brought off her, and she could leave if need be.

You know they'll find you if you leave, right? If not Bloodstone, then Aquamarine.

At least you won't have to listen to this anymore?

Whatever the case. Stick around a little longer. Wait it out. Maybe something interesting will come up. And if not, leave.

[Assistant]
Spinel pondered what was being said, trying to comprehend it all as well as she could. Bloodstone had done his best to deflect Sodalite's and Zircon's accusations that they had all been created to be warriors and nothing more. She thought very hard on that. Spinel thought about everything she'd ever felt, which was nearly nothing. From the time of her birth, she'd had something like... Urges, that was perhaps the best word. She'd had something like a guiding instinct, but she'd never truly had feeling, the way a normal human or gem would. She was completely oblivious to that latter part though... or at least she would have been. She thought back to the moment when she and Aquamarine had fused, to the moment when they ultimately failed and Spinel was hit with a wave of Aquamarine's emotions. She couldn't have imagined being in more pain, and that event had temporarily made her unable to function.

Spinel thought more on Aquamrine's words. Corrupted... unable to think normally... Had Spinel been made that way on purpose? She wasn't interested in being Aquamarine's advocate right now, but she felt that she needed to voice this concern. "The way I was made, is that why I can't experience the same emotions the people around me seem to? Is that why sharing some of Aquamarine's emotions made my mind... break?"

[User]
Bloodstone listened to what everyone had to say and nodded, none of it was to be replied to, it was simply them giving their feelings on the subject.

"The way I was made, is that why I can't experience the same emotions the people around me seem to? Is that why sharing some of Aquamarine's emotions made my mind... break?"

This caught his attention, each gem was made different to give them different capabilities but without knowing what gem she was he couldn't truly answer that question. "Well, to properly answer that question, I would need to know your gem but I doubt you'd give me that honor." He then finally thought about the green one's words, he had attacked them bit they didn't truly know that. "Yes, I did and those things but let me explain why. The drones were sent to recover you, I didn't know how you would react to them and their honestly the only thing I had to send. Since they were attacked, they automatically switched to attack mode which is why they brought out those shocker things. As for the Red Eye, I couldn't lose your position and it let me find where you were at. I admit it probably caused some havoc but the gravity field destroying some buildings was worth it to me to find you. As for the laser, after you damaged its scanning systems I couldn't just retreat, it would make me look weak. And you tell me what kind of military commander is suppose to show weakness. I could have done much worse, I could havee shot three lasers or, you know, aim."

[Assistant] Amber had to admit he was a bit confused about this whole situation, having a horrid battle that took place thousands of years ago explained to you in a matter of moments can do that to a person. He couldn't help but rub his temples, could Gems even get headaches? Regardless if they could or not Amber felt a massive one coming on as the two older Gems went back and forth. "Rebels, Homeworld, Kindergartens, Gems... He groaned out loud, still rubbing his temples and his eyes closed. "Bloody Hell, who cares?!" Be blurted out as he threw his massive arms into the air. "Since I been alive I've been attacked by blighted spiders! Turned into a damn rock! And had a giant eye fire a bloody laser at me! And frankly my arse is tired of it!!" He said as he looked over the two Gems. He glared at Bloodstone. "I don't care if yo' are some bloody commander of a damn army, you shot a laser at me and right mucked half a town in the process!" He then looked to Aqua and his glare softened slightly. "And mum, I am really thankful for all the 'elp yo' gave me, but I didn't sign up for no war." He said in a rather serious tone. "Yo' two can spout all the 'istory you want, but as far as I am concerned it doesn't mean shite to me, forgive my language."