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"But I mean if you want to, I guess!"

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Nickname:
CJ is the nickname his friends gave him and it stuck.

Date of Birth:
September 21, 1993

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Relationship Status:
Complicated

Sexually Active:
Yes

Occupation:
Crisis Management Secretary by Day, Adult Film Star by Night

Hometown:
Atlanta, Georgia

Ethnicity:
Mixed - Puerto Rican/African-American

In Depth Appearance:
Cj takes very good care of his appearance. His hair is often times well manicured, and his eyebrows are always arched in a masculine way. He is always seen wearing a different colored tank top with a pair of jeans or sweatpants. He loves wearing sneakers and has a vast collection of them. His skin is a beautiful caramel tone, and his teeth always pass the white tissue test. He has curly hair that he has dyed a light blonde on the tips. He will wear a hat every now and then and tends to change his hair color once a month or once every two months. His body is well toned from exercise. It's more of a swimmer's build. He doesn't have a lot of hair on his body, but will grow out his facial hair which adds to his attractiveness. He's in no way perfect, he has scars from the bashing on his back where the kicks landed, and there is a very feint scar on his chin. He has a tattoo of a heart with wings and the name of his grandfather Matthew scribed in cursive within the heart on his right shoulder blade. He also has a koi fish on the inner part of his thigh extremely close to his groin. If he wears a speedo you'd be able to see it. He has two stars along the "v" cut towards the bottom point, right above his manhood.

Hobbies:
Aside from singing, dancing, and posting videos on Youtube, Caleb enjoys hiking and writing short stories in his free time. He loves to travel but rarely gets the chance to leisurely travel, as most of his traveling is for work purposes. He likes to garden as well, and cooking is one of his main hobbies. Ask him to make a dish and he'll give you something you'll never forget.

Magical Affinity:
Believe it or not Caleb has known about the world of magic since he was ten years old. He witnessed magic by accident, but he was too young to really delve into it. It was when he was a junior in high school that he was approached by a recruiter for BlackBrick. The things they told him only validated parts of his life that he questioned. He found a mentor, the Headmaster of BlackBrick Academy. The man instructed him, taught him with his parent's approval and kept him safe, even though Caleb was allowed to live his life he was warned that magic must be kept a secret. After graduating, he went on to become an adult film star, well known in the LGBTQ Adult Film Community. While pursuing his work, he also attended BlackBrick Academy, balancing a secret life of magic. He is experienced in battle magic and delves into healing. Battle Magic is touchy and is restricted in the Academy, but Caleb learns quickly and reads a lot.

Habits:
He does tend to go overboard with drinking when he is at parties. He has a habit of biting his bottom lip when he is nervous. It is rather sexual if one observes it, but to him, it's not.

Likes:
He likes having fun, reading murder mysteries, listening to music, vlogging, his job, cooking, and playing video games.

Dislikes:
He doesn't care to fondly for people who ruin the mood, drama queens, homophobes, bullies, disrespectful pricks whose only goal is to make the life of others miserable, fighting though he will do so if he has to, and insecurity.

Fears:
He has a fear of snakes. He watched a friend get attacked by one when he was growing up and he avoids them at all cost. He also has a fear of dying alone.

Personality:
Caleb is the type of guy that knows what he wants and goes after it. Caleb is very smart, but most would never know his past in the school decathlon growing up. He doesn't talk about himself, but rather enjoys listening to others talk about their life and growing up. He is the type that will open his heart to those he trusts, and if they betray him he will cut them off. He can be funny, and motivational to others. He's been through a lot and has survived. He smiles more than he frowns but there are those days that he likes to be left alone. He is an extrovert and likes crowds, but again some days he likes solidarity. Dancing and singing are hobbies for him, two that helped him overcome. Caleb is flirtatious and will openly flirt with nearly anyone, sometimes just to get a reaction. He is confident in his sexuality and knows what he likes. In other words, CJ is quite promiscuous but he's not a stereotype and hates being labeled as such. He's a gentlemen most of all, and is very caring. He puts up a block to avoid relationships after dealing with a three year bomb.

Background:
Caleb is a male model and adult film star, but when not filming he works at his parents Crisis Management Firm as a secretary. When not filming he enjoys living life to the fullest. While his parents accept him, they do not accept the side job he chose. Still, they love him and give their support when they can. Caleb was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico to Aña Gonzalez and Robert Anderson. Though married, Robert was so busy being a businessman and alcoholic that he forgot to sign the birth certificate for Caleb thus leaving his last name as Gonzalez. Eventually, he came back and signed the document, and Caleb's last name was officially changed. They moved to Atlanta, Georgia shortly after his birth. His mother remarried after Robert's untimely death to Matthew Anderson, no relation to Robert Anderson.

Caleb grew up as an average guy aside from a magical experience when he was ten years old. As well off as his parents are, Cj still likes to go to the thrift shop and enjoys the complexity of life. He gives to charities, but only those that support the LGBT community or have a true purpose, and he volunteers with various LGBT organizations whenever he can. After graduating high school, he went into modeling and starring in over 100 adult scenes. Cj is accomplishing a lot in his young life. When he was 13 years old, he was gay bashed outside of a Seven Eleven up the street from his house. His parents were furious and the one responsible was eventually caught and sentenced to jail. After that Cj decided to learn how to protect himself and took up self-defense classes. It would seem fate wanted Cj to get revenge because when he turned 18 he went to a club and ran into the very man that bashed him so long ago.

Unlike others in his profession, he doesn't do drugs, but he enjoys the occasional cocktail. He hasn't tried anything else and doesn't have the drive to try anything either. The fast paced world he lives in does have its dark side, and he tries to stay out of that. Every scene he does he is well protected, and he gets tested regularly. After the bashing, he picked up a camera and started vlogging, telling his story to those who would watch. He would vlog whenever he got a chance as it was his outlet to deal with various things. Eventually, he garnered a large audience of over 3 million subscribers who watch his daily life as well as his covers of various songs.

He was on set in Orlando, FL when he received his acceptance letter to BlackBrick Academy. It was his chance to truly learn more than what the Headmaster was teaching him. He was sure the Headmaster was thrilled about his acceptance and after the test, he had to take to get into the school he figured a higher education would be great to keep his parents off his back. His parents are very accepting of magic and have kept it a secret since the Headmaster started training Caleb at age seventeen.

Caleb has had a hard past. Even though he was gay bashed, cheated on, and had to deal with an alcoholic father who beat him when he got angry at Caleb, he still managed to overcome it all. He's successful and wants to better his life. His father died when he was young. His step dad treats him as if he were his own, and cares for him deeply.

Miscellaneous:
Caleb tends to walk around either naked or with only a pair of skimpy briefs on that show a little too much when in the dorm room. He is extremely confident and has every right to be, being as gifted as he is. Caleb can speak Spanish, and English fluently. He's working on learning Latin. Caleb is not human at all but is in fact an Incyus. A being made of pure arcane power that consume life leaving worlds void. When he arrived on earth he gave up that life in pursuit of happiness. He became Caleb Anderson and has lived as a human for 23 years.

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It was getting increasingly heavy in the tunnels. The last blade would prove to be the most difficult. Caleb struggled to breathe, but he pressed on because he had a duty to his friends and his school to protect, and he wouldn't let that damn Leviathan stay at large. As they neared it, his mind flashed to all the things he wanted to do when this was over. All the moments he wanted to make reality, but first, he needed to make sure they retrieved the blade and returned safely. He had to stay awake regardless of how heavy his chest was, regardless of how light-headed he felt, he owed them, they were his friends and one day he would have to tell them the truth of his origins.

Ambrose had moved into the room and Caleb had stepped up watching and ready to step in if necessary. It was cold. Why was it so cold? Caleb's mind started piecing things together. It was unnaturally quiet in this place and unnaturally cold. When Ambrose grabbed the blade, Caleb's eyes widened. From the shadows, a creature with no face emerged. Reality warped around it to the point that it was hard to look at it, but he did.

"AMBROSE!" Caleb yelled indicating for him to move. "EVERYONE BACK THE WAY WE CAME!"

"Oh God, what is that?" Sam asked.

"Omnisis, a creature of dark intent. Legends surround it but I have never seen one until now," Caleb said as he ushered everyone into the tunnel. The creature's deafening screech made him clutch his ears. "Keep going," he said knowing how fast the creature of legend could be. "Ambrose, do you have it?" Caleb asked making sure Ambrose was still holding the blade as they all ran down the tunnels.

[Assistant]
Ambrose barely had time to register what Caleb had screamed until Jeremy jerked him forward. The whole group took off sprinting to the exit. The doors slammed behind them, but everyone knew that wouldn't do much against that kind of creature. Ambrose panted as they took off down the tunnels, this time they didn't worry about finding their way around. Top prioty right was putting as much distance as possible between themselves and whatever Caleb had called it. Ambrose nodded in response to Caleb's question, waving the knife slightly.

"Listen-" Ambrose panted, "Get ready to take us back, we can't stay here any longer- and god, the pressure on my chest." Ambrose winced, it was getting steadily worse the longer they stayed.

They slowed to a jog, keeping on the move, but slow enough to catch their breath for at least a moment. Ambrose clutched his chest, as well as a few others of their group. Everyone was feeling the effect of this dimension on their body. Screeches echoed through the tunnels, making it impossible to tell if the Omnisis was on their trail or not.

"I remember the spell you taught me Caleb, just hurry, whatever happens, this knife needs to get back." Ambrose flinched when he realized other hissing sounds were audible now. Sam cursed under her breath, realizing the seal on the door must have been broken. "Just keep running down the tunnels and get ready to jump through Caleb's portal." Everyone flinched when the screeches resumed, and now even the tapping of feet. "Oh god-"

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It was bad. They had trouble in all directions. The seal that kept the alternates at bay had broken, and the Omnisis was shortening the distance between them. Caleb felt the heaviness in his chest get heavier and he could hardly breathe. His vision was blurred and he shook his head as they ran down the tunnels, the hissing and footsteps deafening in the once silent realm. He could hear them talking, he could hear Ambrose telling them to be ready. He could hear Alex objecting to everything and trying to figure out how they would make it, and he could hear Sam panicking while hoping they'd make it out of this alive. She had so much to do, so much to live for

Caleb slid to a halt his hands ablaze with magical energy. They had no choice, he had to perform it now or they'd be eaten alive or consumed by the Omnisis. He moved swiftly even though his vision was blurred and pain coursed through his body. As soon as he produced the portal, his body shook visibly and he collapsed, but Alex caught him just in time.

"Everyone get through NOW!" Alex yelled as he pushed Ariana through and looked at Ambrose who held the knife. Just as the portal was produced, the alternates came into view and were scurrying towards them, their faces deformed like vile creatures ready to consume them. Sam looked at Jeremy and sighed as she produced a shield that created a barrier between them and the alternates. The Omnisis was close at hand and Alex glared. "COME ON SAM, JEREMY!" he yelled holding Caleb in his arms. He beckoned for Ambrose to go through.

"Go I got this," Sam said to Jeremy as she continued to hold the barrier as the alternates clawed and screeched. The Omnisis screech grew louder and Sam's eyes widened. Alex looked at Sam and shook his head. He wanted to object, to tell her to go through. He shoved Caleb into Jeremy's arms and pushed both Jeremy and Ambrose through the portal. Grabbing Sam he lunged with her in his arms just as the portal closed and the Omnisis came into view. Alex was panting and Sam shivered. They'd come so close to death it was unbelievable.

Alex quickly stood up grabbing Sam to help her up and Ariana. "Get Caleb to the infirmary."


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T U R N I N G
B A C K

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A C C E P T E D C H A R A C T E R S

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Military:

Commanding Officer: Rear Admiral William Locke @Sep
Frigate Captain: Commander Elijah Ross @Superboy
Marine Captain: Captain Matthew Lopez @InfamousGuy101
Chief Engineer: Keith Sullivan @ShwiggityShwah
Medic: Sgt.Maeve Katz @13org
Marine: Hal McCormick @POOHEAD189
Pilot: Marlene Lyons @Manic Pixie

Civillian:

Biologist: Dr. Naomi Wolfe @Nieszka
Science Team Member: Michael 'Smith' @Heat
Psychologist: Melanie Larson @Xandrya
Robotics Expert: Audrey Knight @Cairo
Chief of Security: Gavon TreVayne @Rawk
Head of Hydroponics: Rois Holt @The Valkyrie
Human Relations: Dr.Ludwig Dobrov @Oakman

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Matthew Lopez

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After the meeting was over the Captain quickly headed to the elevator passed the bridge, expecting the results of the field tests by Harrison. On his way down he couldn't help but feel doubt as he thought more and more about the potential dangers. No accurate life scans or radars, a massive structure on the surface of the planes, could be a massive Devastator encampment, the minute the arrived to the planet there could be a Devastator fleet right at the other side of it. A single Devastator cruiser could cause massive damage to the Vitae, and though they had the armament, they didn't have enough firepower for a prolonged battle. Lopez would be the first to jump into a starfighter if need be, but a hundred or so human fighters against an entire fleet, that was simply impossible.

Lopez sent a call through his arm pad to Harrison. A slight beat followed as he awaited an answer. Suddenly the face of Harrison appeared through the pad, the lieutenant was still in full armor and it seemed like the simulation had ended.

"Captain, sir. How was the me-"

"How did the field testing go lieutenant?" Lopez interrupted, he didn't want to bother discussing the meeting.

Harrison was a bit shook by the Captain's sudden question, but he looked at the results and answered. "Well, we're wrapping up down here. Cavill's unit scored a 97% on the field test, with an average score of 95% on trials. The highest of both company A and B." Harrison seemed to be sure of Cavill's unit ability for whatever was coming, though it all could just be another field day test, which would be a disappointment for the troops, as much as they tried to showcase enthusiasm, everyday the morale just felt weak and the soldiers uninspired.

"Alright, get her team ready and in full live combat gear. I wan't them all assembled for away mission at the hangar by 1300 hours. Understood?" Lopez said with the usual rough and tough tone of his warrior like demeanor.

"Understood captain. I'll rally them and we'll be ready." Harrison was about to hang before Lopez added something.

"You're staying this time Lieutenant." Lopez said, he wanted his second hand to remain at the ship, he himself would lead the mission and in case of the worse possible scenario the troops would need a person they could trust to carry the mantle of commander.

"I... Sir, I-"

"That's an order lieutenant. You're in charge of the remaining contingent while I'm off. See you at 1300." And with that, Lopez hung up. He was not heading to the training complex, but to the cryo chambers. Before he went off to that unknown planet, he wanted to make sure he knew what happened to him if he didn't come back.

[Assistant]
Maeve Katz

Maeve watched with a discreet giggle as Audrey made an obvious grimace after hearing Maeve's endless questions about her life, but as a doctor, Maeve needed to know about her patient. Just like Audrey probably thought, the examination took a while as Maeve asked about a lot of things, plunged needles on Audrey's arms a few times and heard about her personal life. The fact that Audrey spent so much time in her room or confined on an office repairing AIs was definitely bad for her already fragile health. All that together made Audrey quite a delicate patient to deal with.

After she was finally done with the questions and the examination, Maeve quickly made all the medical equipment disappear inside the small briefcase she brought with her as suddenly as they appeared. It was still a mystery how she was able to put so many things in such a thin and small briefcase...

"It's everything ok, at least for now, Audrey." Maeve said, getting up with a smile on her face.
"But I do need to insist... You should go to the Eden more often... Get out a bit and relax, ok?" Maeve said with a playful wink.

"And you said it wouldn't take too long..." Audrey said, rubbing her arms on the spots Maeve had used to draw her blood.
"Regarding the Eden... I can think about going there if I can finish this..." Audrey said, as she quickly started picking up her tablet again.

Maeve knew very well that that was her cue to leave. Audrey probably had other things to do and with Maeve there, she really wouldn't be able to focus.

"This time I'm not lying though..." Maeve said with a laugh.
"I won't take much more of your time. Just remember of feeding yourself well. If you feel anything, please call me." Maeve said, winking to her as she got out of her room.

As Maeve walked back towards the Pub, now decided to buy that cup of hot chocolate she was craving for before she went to check up on Audrey, she couldn't help but think that she was forgetting about something... Something she had to do maybe? But as she got closer to the store, the delicious smell of hot chocolate quickly made her worries go away. Whatever it was that she had forgotten, probably wasn't that important... right?

"Finally!" Maeve said, getting in the store almost hopping with happiness.
"I could kill for some hot chocolate right now!" She said to herself with a giggle as she sat down on the table, waiting for her order to arrive.

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Once back in her office from her visit to Gavon's, Melanie dropped the files on her desk before plopping down on her chair. Exhaustion has suddenly crept up on her, and she was not having it, not at the moment. She leaned back and closed her eyes, taking advantage of the silence her office space provided.

Even though only ten minutes or so had passed, Melanie was startled back to full consciousness after a notification from her computer went off. She yawned as she clicked open the message, seeing that it was a reminder to contact Rear Admiral Locke or at the very least, one of his people. It was nothing serious, simply an informal check-up to make sure the admiral didn't require her services at the moment. He'd already had his sessions with her, and nothing about their previous interaction had alarmed her.

Five Years Ago

"Admiral Locke...sir, please, come in."

Melanie stood by as her patient walked in, feeling slightly intimidated to have the highest-ranking officer of the Vitae in her office. Despite her civilian status, Melanie would make every effort to treat him with the utmost respect, similar to any other individual falling within his chain of command.

"You may have a seat wherever you'd feel most comfortable." Melanie secured her door to avoid any unwanted interruptions. She then walked over to take her place across the admiral. Any items she would need during the upcoming hour had already been neatly placed on the coffee table between them both in anticipation of their session. Melanie then grabbed her notebook and pen and got comfortable.

"Admiral, allow me to start by asking whether you have any concerns you'd like to share… Doesn't matter that they're not recent, but I can only imagine you have a lot going on, and if anything is keeping you up at night and it shouldn't, then maybe we can work through it together. We can then work back from there. Does that sound good?"

William took a seat at the coffee table, sitting up straight he surveyed the room. Comfortable, homey. Designed no doubt to knock any reservations the patients have down, making them feel at ease and willing to speak. It would be effective if William hadn't spent his professional career commanding others, getting information out of those that didn't want to share it. That said, his job demanded that he take part in at least one session every year to understand his mental wellbeing, failure to do so could jeopardize his command. In a way this Doctor held power over him.

The first of, hopefully not many, sessions to come and he was already fed up of it. There was one formality that required her attention first. William slid a datapad over the coffee table to her. "Two non-disclosure agreements. One Martian Unity, one UEC. I've done a lot in my career that is classified, I won't be telling you anything you don't need to know but in the rare case that something about my past assignments or this ship slips, I need you to know you will be held accountable if any of this information reaches the general population. In that case you will go to a Military Tribunal."

"Oh...of course." Melanie half-smiled, leaning forward to reach for the datapad. She clicked the end of her pen to switch tips in order to provide the admiral with her signature, using her full name in cursive instead of the short scribble she usually rushed through. "If I may, Admiral Locke, I'm sure you've heard of doctor-patient confidentiality, and I can assure you that it applies here. Anything and everything you tell me will remain confidential between the both of us." Melanie paused, placing the datapad back on the coffee table and pushing it closer to his side. "I'm bound by our own Code of Ethics, and needless to say if I were to deviate for whatever reason, I would immediately lose my ability to practice. So with that said, you can rest assured that I won't do anything that would make you lose your trust in me. I'd be facing serious repercussions on the civilian side of business. And more importantly, I care a great deal about my job. I know you have to go through your own formalities, but I want you to feel totally comfortable in here."

William leaned back, hand on his chin. As he took the time to think about what she had said. It was true that she would lose her civilian license and right to practice, and if that happened no doubt she would end up in a cryopod while someone who still had a license was brought out to replace her. "If you wanted me to feel comfortable this place would be a little more spartan." He chuckled to himself. "No, this is more of a legality and a technicality. It's also a deterrent, I mean you are far less likely to talk to anyone if you'd lose your license and have legal trouble."
He leant back, making himself appear more at ease. "Nothing is keeping me up at night-" not wholly true, while he could sleep he was often plagued with dreams of Amanda and of the war "-though you are right. I do have a busy and hectic schedule. Today I'm meeting with astronomy and navigation, I need to meet with civilian representatives. Generally there's just a lot to do, so if you wouldn't mind getting to the point and asking what you need to ask to let me on my way. I'd appreciate it."

His sense of urgency was evident in his voice. Although Melanie would have liked the session to last for a while longer, she couldn't hold back the admiral to "talk about his feelings" like some would have put it. He was an important man, and they both knew it.

"Alright, I won't hold you for long, I promise. I just need you to fill this out for me real quick and then you can be out of here. It's a screening, basically the minimum I have to do to make sure you'll continue to be fit for duty." As she spoke, Melanie handed the admiral a checklist. The instructions were clear; add a checkmark to the statements that applied. The questions covered some of the basic statements such as:

* You are able to achieve a sense of control; you set and pursuit your goals and you have the ability to shape your own circumstances.
* You have a belief in your own capabilities and you have self determination.
* You feel you can have trust in your family, coworkers, and friends. You feel safe where you live and work.

Melanie knew some of the questions were one-dimensional that would make the admiral, or almost any person for that matter roll their eyes, but it was part of her job, regardless of the redundancy behind the process. Faking it was as easy as adding various checkmarks, but at least his signature at the bottom would save her butt in the future if something came up.

While the admiral busied himself, Melanie added some official session notes stating how he had refused to engage in conversation. Not that the lack of communication on his behalf was necessarily a bad thing, but her notes were created more so for the purposes of record-keeping.

William checked down the list, before holding the marker in his hand. He looked at Melanie, and then back to the questions. "These are the actual questions?" He paused, as he took time to think things through. He didn't like them, he wasn't sure what other questions could possibly be used in replacement for them. That however wasn't exactly his job, that was their job to do. "You may want to think about replacement questions. With how recently we have left Sol behind they may cause more troubles than it's worth." He handed her the checklist back.

"That was relatively painless, though… if I'm honest I didn't expect you to give up so easily without a fight…"


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Alias: Brusier
Age: 38
Appearance:
Weight: 94kg (208lbs)
Height: 5' 10" (178cm)
Gender: Male
Country of Origin: Britain
Occupation: Security, former police officer and boxer
Personality:To say that Jack's stupid would be an insult, and he doesn't like being insulted, it makes the bad feelings come. A better way of putting it would be that Jack's simple, he likes to think things out carefully and take his time before coming to a decision, and he much prefers to have a straightforward explanation given to him rather than some complicated logical nonsense no 'normal' person would understand.
Backstory:Growing up Jack was always the biggest kid in the yard, the one others turned to when they needed something moved out of the way, like a house for example. Physically he's one of the strongest men on the planet, but mentally he's... less so. When he applied to join the British Army at the age of eighteen he passed all the physical requirements with no problems, but when it came to the written portion of the assessment he not only failed to pass but he failed to even complete the paper.

Undeterred Jack found a place for himself in the Metropolitan Police, where his simple-minded, straight-forward thinking was an asset during crowd control and riot suppression operations, most people tending to have a very quick change of heart when seeing Jack striding through the tear gas towards them, asking politely for them to surrender themselves. In his spare time Jack practiced boxing, and soon became a fixture on the amateur circuit, weathering the blows from his opponents with ease before delivering the knockout punch.

With the rise of the Kaiju, Jack has offered his services and skills to the Pan Pacific Defense Corps, guaranteeing them a hard-hitting, tough Jaeger pilot who'll see the job gets done.
Preferred Jaeger:Scarlet Knight, fitted with "Roll of Nickels" Tesla Cells (as seen on the Cherno Alpha) with rockets mounted in each elbow for increased punching power (as seen on the Gypsy Dancer) as well as a six-barreled WMB2x90 Anti-Kaiju Missile chest launcher.

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Jack 'Bruiser' Murdock - Floor 4 - LOCCENT Mission Control
Unnamed Female Technician
~Ranger Murdock, Ranger Murdock to Mission Control, incoming signal from the UK~

Bruiser almost jumped as he heard his name called over the tannoy and quickly moved his waiting hand, giving Arkwright a slap on the shoulder as he quickly pushed passed him in the crowded corridor. "Whoa, sorry mate, gotta go," He said with a smile, knowing he the call would be from.

As he stepped into the operations centre one of the techs spotted Bruiser and waved him over to a console in the corner. "You know they shouldn't even have this frequency..." She said with a weary smile as Bruiser pulled a set of headphones up onto his ears.

"Yeah, I'm sorry. They get worried though and it helps me knowing they're safe." Bruiser replied bashfully, lowering his head and looking up at the woman with puppy dog eyes.

"In future just have them use the standard frequencies," The tech replied, scribbling the numbers down on a piece of paper and handing them to the pilot, "That way we can route the call straight to your quarters." Resting her hand on his shoulder for a moment the tech stepped away giving Bruiser a little privacy.

"Sure thing, and thanks." Bruiser said, turning to watch the kind lady walk away before leaning back over the console and pressing the button to link the feed. Immediately the screen was filled with three happy faces, one a man who looked like an older version of Bruiser accompanied by two small girls, both around the age of seven. "Hey there, Angels." Bruiser greeted them happily, "What time is it over there?"

"Just coming up on nine, and these little ladies wouldn't go to bed without saying night to their daddy first." The man said, patting the girls on their heads in unison. For the next few minutes Bruiser chatted with his family, getting updated on the news from home and getting shown pictures and bicycles and dinosaurs the girls had drawn in school.

[Assistant]
Henry "Scotty" McTier - LOCCENT Mission Control

Being a family man, and a military man had never been an easy combination. At any given time he would have to devote himself solely to the greater cause and as much as it pained him that would often be to the military. He had to remind himself that he was fighting not only for his family but for the families of everyone else as well. Especially a threat as big as the Kaiju. Who destroyed entire cities without breaking a sweat, shrugged off most attacks from the likes of fighter jets and tanks. Though that didn't mean in his down time he couldn't be a family man. Though it never got any easier.

Two boys, six and four and one girl at two. He always missed out on the "firsts" other than via video. In the end he was just glad that she had stayed loyal to him, and he loved their mother no less than the day they got married. He stood at the door, as he saw another one of the other rangers speaking to who he presumed were his own kids. Obviously he wasn't the only one to get the idea too phone home. Obviously though he was one of the earlier arrivals, as he was sure he would have noticed him on the helipad or even in the chopper - Though late arrival was a possibility. He just waited, as obviously the comm officer was giving the man privacy so had went to another station so he felt it would be better to wait for him or her to return to get the codes to contact home.

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Jack 'Bruiser' Murdock - Floor 4 - LOCCENT Mission Control
As the call ended Bruiser hung his head for a second. While it was great to talk to the girls like this at the same time it somehow made it harder each time a call finished, leaving him a million miles away once more.

Rising from his seat Bruiser spotted one of the other pilots hovering nearby, a man almost his own age but with a more rugged, world-worn look about him. Stepping up beside him Bruiser tapped the guy on the shoulder in way of a greeting, something of a habit from his days boxing. "Hey there, ain't you one of the new pilots?" He asked, wanting to make sure he wasn't mistaking one of the techs for somebody else, or something.

[Assistant]
Tomiko Fraser - Floor 3 - Shower Room
Mako Mori - Floor 3 - Shower Room
Climbing out of the pool Tommie turned just in time to see Mako finishing her last lap and reached down to offer her a hand climbing out of the water. Sitting down on the poolside together Mako turned and looked over at Tommie curiously. "Where did you learn to swim like that?" She asked after a moment's pause.

Tommie laughed heartily, "Well, you know us girls from the Island, in and out of the ocean all day and all night."

"No," Mako said, her voice low and calculating, "There's something different about the way you move your arms, something precise and..."

Resting her hand on her commander's thigh for a second Tommie looked into Mako's eyes with a sharp look which told the veteran pilot it might not be a good idea to continue with her train of thought. A moment later Tommie's expression melted back into her happy smiling face once more and she lifted herself up onto her feet with a single graceful motion. "I'm gonna hit the shower, unless you'd like a rematch?" SHe said with a gentle laugh, her thumb jerking towards the pool.

"I'm done for the day," Mako replied, shaking her head from side to side, "That was a lot more swimming than I'd planned for and we still have the training session to prepare for."

"In that case, feel free to join me." Tommie said with a cheeky smile.

Mako looked at her quizzically, "The showers on this level are communal, of course I'll be joining you."

"It was a joke, Sugar." Tommie replied with a giggle. Stepping through the entranceway into the changing room Tommie quickly peeled her swimsuit off of her wet body.

Unlike Mako she hadn't thought to take a towel into the pool with her and the wet fabric clung to her skin, making it a little trickier to remove. Finally tossing the costume over onto the bench close to her locker Tommie turned to see her commander carefully laying out her own costume to dry with one hand while holding her towel around herself with the other. "Don't tell me you're shy," Tommie said teasingly as she tugged at the edge of the towel playfully.

"A cultural trait, I suppose," Mako said, blushing slightly, "We do not approve of revealing our bodies to other unnecessarily."

Giggling to herself Tommie turned away and headed into the shower, activating one of the faucets seemingly at random before standing under the hot spray. "It is necessary, you're taking a shower!" Moving her hands up, Tommie quickly gather her hair together an bent forwards into the water flow, letting the liquid splash down over her face for a moment before stepping closer to the wall and soaking her hair thoroughly. Running her hands in rhythmic motions she squeezed the locks roughly, washing out as much of the chlorine as she could as the water poured down over her.

"Here, use this," Mako said and Tommie turned towards her opening her eyes and blinking through the spray. The commander was holding out a bottle of shower gel, something else Tommie had neglected to bring with her. Her other arm was crossed over her chest, covering her breasts from view as Mako turned half-away from the rookie pilot shyly trying to hide herself.

"Thanks." Tommie responded, taking the bottle and lifting it over her head. Squeezing out just enough to clean her hair Tommie passed the bottle back with a nod and began to massage her scalp with both hands, making no effort to shield herself from Mako's inquisitive gaze.

"I suppose you get asked this a lot but what's..." Mako began, before trailing off shyly.

Moving her hands down her body Tommie pivoted on her heel as she lifted her left breast with one hand and wiped the bubbles away from her side with the other to reveal a ugly, ragged scar easily ten inches long which ran from just above the front of her hip around to just below her ribcage. "This?" she asked, rubbing her fingers along the gash. Mako nodded her head quickly. "This is the reason I'm here."

Tommie's silence hung in the air for several seconds, her fingers lingering on the scar as she seemed to fall back into herself. For what seemed like an awfully long time the only sound was the falling water splashing down around the two naked women until Tommie finally looked up with a smile. "Let's just say it's a reminder of a really bad day, and something which reminds me why we're all here."

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Henry turned to the man speaking to him, as a fellow pilot Henry offered his hand. "Captain Henry McTier. Though people call me scotty-" He put on a blank expression. "Though I'm not really sure why." He let loose a sly grin. "You must be one of the early birds, sadly you didn't quite get the worm and had to wait for the rest of us. It's an odd feeling being second, I usually get to where I need to go first." He shrugged, then thought back to why he was waiting in the first place. "Nice couple of girls you got there. Twins? Or just sisters?"

While he did want to hurry and phone home before the training started he felt it was also good to get to know his fellow pilots. This could be the person he was paired with in a Jaeger, once put in one of the metal behemoths they could be deployed at any time so every second with a fellow pilot count.

[Assistant]
Yanmei Long - Floor 3 - Training Room

Yanmei had faintly heard the tapping of feet drawing near to her, but she didn't expect the tap on the shoulder, nor the sudden introduction. It was annoying. Clearly she was trying to sleep. What, did she need a 'Do Not Disturb' sign plastered onto her face in order for someone to get that? Would have been okay if it was someone coming to get her for a task or something important. But, no. This one was just an introduction. Letting out a sigh that had a hint of annoyance in it, Yanmei would open her eyes and turn her head in the direction of the man who had spoken to her. Immediately she recognized the face that was on one of the files attached to the clipboard that was a few feet away from her. Her left hand rose to her mouth as she yawned once, then her arms crossed as she sat there, looking up at him.

"You're one of the new guys right? You aren't assigned to be here for another two hours, which means that I only have that much time to rest before you and some others come in here and disturb me." she paused and raised her eyebrow at him, hoping he'd get the hint that she wasn't ready to talk to anyone right now. Hopefully she didn't come across as too rude, but at this point, Yanmei hardly cared. There were plenty of other things here on the shatterdome that one could do other than bother her. "I'll see you back here in two hours. Then we'll talk, yeah?" she said in a dismissive tone before she lay back down and closed her eyes. "Wǒ fāshì wǒ huì qù biānfú shǐ fēngkuáng de, rúguǒ biérén dǎrǎo wǒ."
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 She would mumble softly to herself as she again tried to get some sleep.

Something along the lines of: 'No one else better bother me, else I'll go bat shit crazy.'

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Jack 'Bruiser' Murdock - Floor 4 - LOCCENT Mission Control

"An early bird maybe, but not too early, I only arrived last night so I'm still as much in the dark as the rest of you." As he spoke Bruiser shook Scotty's hand with a firm grip, trying to keep his fingers loose to prevent causing and harm before lifting his hand to rub the back of his neck.

"And yeah, my girls are twins, and quite the handful." Bruiser said with a bashful smile, "Luckily my brother's looking after them for me while I'm over here, he's got plenty of time on his hands since... well, since everything happened." Turning his gaze away Bruiser didn't want to trouble the stranger with his family woes, especially not right after meeting the man.

"How about you? Got any family back home? You sound like you're from Scotland, right?" Bruiser continued after a brief pause, trying to change the subject away from his own situation.


[System]
Age: 30

Sex: Male

Appearance: 6'2" with black hair and blue eyes. White skinned. Noticeable facial hair at the chin and finely trimmed. Sporting a more Westerly appearance with a short and thin leather duster coat, white button-up shirt with a popped-out collar and a loose scarf-like tie, dark faded blue jeans, and boots.

"Shh, I'm focusing...And trying to look intimidating."

Like many of the Societas Academia, Travis has a very good understanding how magic functions and how certain spells are performed. Being an Untalent however, much of what he has learned is unfortunately outside of his realm of implementation and only gets by with the bare basics of each aspect. But to him, this is perfectly fine; the spells Travis can produce by himself are considered useful survival tools in order to help him get by.

His real prowess is through the deciphered tomes and runes recovered throughout his journeys, capable of extending his abilities beyond his current potential. Though if anything, they too are yet another means of allowing him dissect and better understand their magical functionalities and eventually reproduce their effects in more manageable and efficient methods.

Funnily enough, given his recent and occasionally perilous encounters, Travis has been seen to be a rather surprisingly athletic runner.

"Magic is simply another form of science that is growing and evolving as we continue to discover and learn more about it."

Being an Untalent amongst a rather social community of more capable Talents can definitely be rough. Condemned to a lesser status because of one's natural inability to coordinate with magic fluidly was the fate many Untalents within the Societas Academia faced almost daily. Travis however didn't seem to be bothered by this too much. In fact, he was perhaps too busy studying and discussing theories to really care at all.

While as an Untalent and indeed had higher expectations set against him by his self-deserving peers, he enthusiastically conceptualized these endeavors as welcomed challenges in order solve rather petty societal crises to stress about. Though Travis was no ace mage and was more likely a magician as far as skills go, his main strength was his constructed knowledge base with a fierce understanding of the architecture of mana and magic implementation.

After years of hard study and grueling practice, Travis eventually achieved the rank of Aspect trainee and began the next phase of his training. Without any particular proficiency found in any particular set of spells, he would then opt-in into the Aspect of Scholar. As one would expect from his intuitive personality, Travis had felt right at home with his new position and became eager to set out for new discoveries.

What he didn't know was how cruel and horrifying the world could be outside the Societas Academia. The concept of death was something many students were well versed in, some more than others, but to experience and its many forms was something rather undesirable. Thus for Travis, now a Scholar, would soon come to know and witness this concept on more than one occasion as he pursues his quest for knowledge.

"So I spoke to an ebony dressed lady from the Cult of the Enlightened. We actually had a pleasant conversation until I asked about the concept of soul weaving. She laughed. Her fur coat cried. Suffice to say, I left in a hurry."

Despite his humble demeanor, surprisingly as an Untalent, Travis is certainly not afraid to speak his mind and express his views when necessary, sometimes comical or sarcastic if it benefits the mood. Being an easily fascinated and curious sort, he takes his role as a Scholar by heart (if not seriously) and seeks knowledge whenever he can find it; until it gets him into trouble. Nonetheless, he does show great pride and devotion to his line of work, atypical as it may be.

Travis can sometimes be described as a pacifist or "pass-the-fist" as he himself describes it. He sees no need for violence and certainly rejects the notion of killing but acknowledges the need for self-defense if he cannot negotiate his way out of a troubling confrontation. Of course said confrontations are usually created by something he may have said or done without any harmful or insulting intent.

"When the going gets tough...See to it you're not where the tough goes."

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The two mages held up their shields during Travis' barrage of gunfire, while the untalent ducked back behind cover. The shield's held up, but eventually the weaker of the duo's shield started to crack. It eventually broke after taking a shot from one of Travis' more powerful weapons, leaving him defenseless from getting cut to ribbons from the firearms.

The shotgunner was just about to pop back up to try to put an end to Travis' assault, however Zoey's attack caught him by surprise. He was blown back into the cover he was hiding behind with an audible thud from the force of the shot before falling to the ground, dead.

While still holding up his energy shield, the final remaining attacker began to sling out rapid explosive energy blasts of his own to attempt to stop the barrage. Six in total, three at Travis, two at Zuri, and one at Zoey. He then charged up a teleport, re-appearing above the trio with his shield dropped and bringing down a charged shockwave attack towards Travis with his hands. It would activate as soon as it touched something solid, be it Travis himself or the metal deck.

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"Who would I be if I wasn't? Is it not an entertainer's job to create a spectacle?" Nemo replied as he continued on to the next room.

"We're getting close." Nemo commented as he reached another hatch-style door. He spun it unlocked with a flick of his wrist and a simple spell and let gravity ease it open, revealing a much larger room with two men standing beside each other in the middle of it. Judging by their opposite appearances this was obvious the twin swordsmen Nemo spoke about earlier Sap and Sin Tao.

Both of them seemed to be of identical height of around 5'9", asian, tanned, and wearing similar dark blue rugged militaristic uniforms. The only thing that was different between them is one brother had much longer black hair than the other, with the shorter haired brother wearing a red scarf around his neck. Both of them were wielding Thai Dha swords with runes etched into the sides of the blades.

"You know I was kinda hoping it would be them." Nemo said, leaning towards Raiya and whispering. "Do you think they'll like, both talk at the same time? In harmony? That would be really cool." He added.

"You've both come this far to die, your fate was sealed the moment you set foot on this ship uninvited." Both the brothers said in unison, causing Nemo's eyes to light up. He turned to Raiya with an excited 'Did you hear that?' look on his face. Nemo then spawned his katana, figuring the two swordsmen were the most fitting excuse he was going to get.

"Have any preference on how we handle this?" He said, still whispering. "We could fight them together, or one for each of us, or one of us could just take both of them on." Nemo asked. "If you want to do it together I hope you have a plan, because I just realized all the ones I thought of were way too complicated."

[Assistant] Zoey rolled away from the explosive blast and reached to the throwing stars at her belt, throwing one at the shockwave coming down and one at the mage, before fading to another location and firing a short burst at him. She didn't tell Travis that she was going to try to take out the shockwave that way, though she hoped he'd handle it. Relocating again, she began looking for the jammer. She had hopes the other two could take out the mage. Most of the witches she'd worked with in her time could've.

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Raiya followed behind Nemo as he opened up the hatch to the next room which was much larger than the corridors that they were fighting in earlier. There in the large room, two asian looking men in uniform stood to greet them. The men were twins which Raiya was starting to feel was a bit redundant.

"Great," Raiya said sarcastically, "I just love twins. They are so rare! I've never seen a pair of twins before in real life!" She continued her sarcastic charade. Raiya rolled her eyes as they began to speak in unison as Nemo suggested they might.

Raiya looked over at Nemo who was still whispering at her, "I say we each take one, and if one of us beats their opponent first, we help the other."  Raiya suggested, "We don't have the luxury of time to play fair with these goons." Raiya said.

"I'll take the long haired one, you take the other one." She suggested.

[Assistant]
"I just hope that they'll allow us to fight separately." Nemo replied.

The two twins suddenly locked hands, the action seemed to temporarily merge their two manapools together into one, powering them up with excess energy in the process. Even if someone wasn't using manalysis to pay attention to their pools, the longer haired brother's suddenly flowing hair was enough of a visual cue to tip someone off on what was going on.

The twins suddenly let loose of their hands and began to rapidly zig zag across the room towards Raiya and Nemo with enhanced speed, making it hard to track their positions. The brothers both reached Nemo and Raiya at the same time, drawing their swords and slashing at them from the top down.

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Nemo drew his sword and blocked the incoming attack in one fluid motion. His draw speed on the sword was just as good as his revolver's. He pushed forward to knock the short haired brother back, then issued his counter attack by spinning around and slashing at an angle from the top, whipping the sword around with one hand for extra speed. The brother blocked the attack with his blade, but it left him open for a sneak attack from Nemo's free hand. The brother took a heavy punch to the gut, causing him to retreat back to regain his composure.

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Raiya didn't need to have her manalysis activated to know that these brothers were operating under aura harmonization. Although, she did briefly activate her manalysis to take a look at exactly how closely harmonized they were. Their manawaves were vibrating at almost the exact same frequency. Raiya couldn't actually tell how closely their auras were harmonized because her manalysis wasn't keen enough. But it was clearly passed the 90 percent similarity threshold. This meant their spells would be amplified at least twice as potent as they would have been normally. The mana waves resonated back and forth between each of the brothers, reverberating, creating a constructive interference.

Watching the two operate so efficiently was really a bit impressive. Aura harmonization was extremely difficult. Mainly because, if you and your partner were not on the same wavelength, the result could create a destructive interference instead of a constructive interference. Which meant for a bit, you and your synchronizing partner would have less power than you would normally have. Even after breaking harmonization, if you messed it up, your power would not return to normal until up to twenty-four hours. Aura harmonization was truly a gambit, utilizing it in battle was a matter of high-risk moderate reward.

They rushed Nemo and Raiya, zigging and zagging up to them in a flash. Luckily Raiya's heightened senses allowed for a super human reaction time. Activating her biri-biri aura briefly, she lept slightly backwards, the sword swipe narrowly passing in front of her. Immediately after she shot a quick burst of 4 rounds at the long haired brother, moving her aim with each shot. The shots were evenly spread out. The first started at the left leg/femur and the last ending at the middle of the forehead (if the shots managed to land). Reguardless, Raiya spun adding momentum to her swing, and aimed a kogatana jab right at torso of the long-haired brother.

[Assistant]
"Seriously?!" Travis turned his head to Zuri with a surprised expression on his face just as she voiced her reluctance in participating in the ensuing battle. This had nearly dumbfounded him as he recalled she and Zoey fighting Bolsan hours later in what seemed like an intense fight; surely this skirmish was no more dangerous or frightening. With a annoyed sigh, Travis quickly returned his attention to back to suppressing their attackers, "fine, just stay in cover until this is all done."

So far his strategy was in pinning down the patrol was proving effective; he watched as Zoey taking the imitative with his suggestion and successfully nailed one of the crew members as they frantically attempted to stop his attack. Not long after, one of the mages succumbed to the barrage of Travis' possessed firearms as their barrier failed to hold back the hot stream of lead. Travis was astonished as he saw the doomed mage's lifeless body convulse in a mist of red before they collapsed dead upon the metal deck.

The last man and mage of the patrol finally retaliated by unleashing a snap-shot of energy bolts at Travis' team. Zoey cleared out without issue but that only left him and Zuri to handle with the explosive bolts. With little time to respond with another spell, he quickly recalled his hijacked arsenal and hurled them at the energy attacks as desperate defense. The collective grouping of hard plastic and metal on each bolt appeared to have been enough detonate all five of the remaining explosive shots. Travis covered his face as a rush of fumes from the explosions enveloped the area.

Just as the smoke cleared up, Travis noticed that the mage had vanished, no longer in cover but he was soon found overhead already charging another spell; he could quickly tell by his mana analysis that is would be a big one. With little time to spare, Travis squeezed the capsule in his left hand, causing the grey powder to disperse through his fingers. Within his hand now was a glowing mana crystal coursing with raw mana. Travis taped into a portion of his reserves to commune with the shard before quickly channeling its mana into his right hand where three new runic circles have formed.

Travis wasted no time and discharged all three runes a split second after the mage hurled a massive energy shockwave right on top of him. The moment the runes activated, a dark cloudy mass spewed forth from them, followed by a near-blinding fulmination of surging electrons shooting up towards the mage like a lightning strike. Travis' latest spell was certainly his most vicious but also the most inconsistent when observed in earlier trials as the produced ionized streaks had the tendency of not directly hitting their targets. Luckily however, Zoey had also responded to the threat with two shurikens rapidly spinning towards the mage and their devastating attack. This unintended stroke of ingenuity guided Travis' lightning bolts right towards his targets.


[System]
Ok so... making a new guy for this:
Species: Pangoro
Gender: Male
Moves:
Counter (learned from many hours of training)
Bullet Punch
Brick Break
Crunch
Bio:
Where to begin with the story of Eralion. It would take a lot to actually say every bit of details from his life until now, but we shall go with the important parts.

Eralion was born from a Mawile father and a mother Pangoro in a forest far from Allure town. We could say it was an awkward family, but both of Eralion's parents loved each other. They worked long hours in the forest to defend the smaller creatures that would be too weak to fight, protected them from harm. Eralion look up at them, proud of having parents like these, though that was before he started to hear about guild's from some passer by. Those people talked to his parents quite some times, asking for directions to a mystery dungeon that was a bit farther north from their forest. Though a lot of times it was starting to get night and his parents usually invited them to stay for the night. Because of this, Eralion heard lots of stories of guilds, people helping out others, working side by side. When the guest left, Eralion asked lots of times to his parents about if he could go to Allure town to join a guild, though because of how far away it was, they said no, because it was too risky to move. Eralion though didn't give up. Instead of asking more and more, he started to train, fighting and punching, also learning from the old Wobbufett in the forest who gave advices to travellers. Both Eralion and the old Wobbufett got along quite fine, and it was also that way he learned to use counter, a move that normal Pancham could not learn.

After quite some training, Eralion asked his parents again if he could go to the guild now, being stronger than before. His parents said no again, though Eralion didn't give up. One day during his parents usual patrol, he followed them in secret. It was then that he saw a primeape going to hit a zigzagoon with a karate chop. His parents were about to go and help, though Eralion moved quicker. He moved in front of the zigzagoon and used counter. When the strike hit, Eralion's parents were horrified, only to have Eralion strike back the primeape full force, actually damaging him so much that he almost fainted, with Eralion holding on, giving a bit of breathing from the hit. He then quickly rushed and used Karate Chop also, finishing off the ape. His parents were surprised by this, but also mad for him to go into so much risk there. Eralion looked at them, before giving a smile, telling them he was alright. Sure he took some damage there, but he still felt like he could continue fighting. His parents looked at each other concerned.

That night his parents told him he could go to the guild after all, though that he should be careful. Eralion nodded, saying that he would. Finally he was going to have some adventure.
The next morning he packed up everything that he needed, and gave his last goodbye's to his parents. He then left his home. He wanted to return one day when he would have become much stronger and able to protect the forest, but for now the prospect of a new adventure loomed overhead.

Though his travels weren't as fun and games as he thought it would be. One of those days he was passing in large mountain territory where many old ruined buildings were. As he passed by, he heard screaming, creatures going and running away. What he saw was a granbull, attacking nearby dragon types, laughing at them. This made Eralion's blood boil. The granbull was already damaged a bit, but not enough to actually be defeated by any creatures around. Eralion rushed forth and used karate chop on the thing, only to have it turn around and then headbutt him right in the arm. This hurted Eralion a lot. The granbull moved closer and closer to Eralion.

"Well well… a little hero want to stop me… how cute…. Now where was I… oh right…." The granbull says before going to use headbutt again, though Erion resisted and used counter, striking the thing back full force, weakening him more.
"Why you little… able to use counter eh… you won't resist long though." He says. He was right. Eralion could not resist another hit. He started to run full force, going to get away from the thing. The thing started to chase after him, though weakened cause of the damage Eralion caused to him. Eralion had to find somewhere to hide… something to help him… something….

It was then that something in him just slightly broke as he heard the footsteps moving closer and closer to him. He looked to the direction of the granbull, slight energy being felt from the ground of the ruins,

"There you are… well… time to fi…" he start to say before Eralion got up, his eyes in a new rage.
"Still have so..." was the last thing before Eralion, who in a last attempt, rushed and striked the granbull right in the face, faster than anything he ever did before. He had just used bullet punch! The granbull falled on the ground, KO now. It was then that multiple dragon types walked by, looked at Eralion who was breathing deeply. He lost consciousness then.

When he got back to himself, he was in a large cave with a couple of dratini's playing in the corner. His wounds were patched with bandages. As he look up, he saw a Dragonite pass near him.
"Ah… Finally awake… Here…" she says before giving him a plate of berries.
"You should be hungry…. Eat up." She says. Eralion smiled and ate up, hungry like heck at the moment. He looked at his arm that he used bullet punch with. He saw a slight silver lining under his fur, but not much else. How did he even use that move anyway. He wasen't a steel type, and pancham could not learn such move. But also they could not learn counter. He knew he was different, but that different and able to use that attack?

After eating, he thanked the Dragonite family before going and leaving, going back on his way to Allure town. He still had a lot of road to do, and he knew his adventure wasen't over yet.
Appearance: He looks like a normal pancham, though under his fur of his left and right arm, theres is a slight silver coloring.

 Differences: He trained many hours with a Wobbufett to be able to learn counter. He will also be able to learn steel type move cause of his strange genetics, though he will retain his normal typing.

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"Josh, wake up!"
Josh opened his eyes upon hearing Matt's voice. With all of the thoughts going through his head that night, he didn't get much sleep. He yawned as Matt put him in the bucket and drained the water out of the tub. "Here." Matt said, handing him a pastry.
"You eat it, Matt. I'm not hungry." Josh said, pushing it away.
"I know you're a little stressed about what happened yesterday, but you need to eat something." He split the pastry in half. "At least eat this. You need your energy today."
Josh reluctantly took the pastry, and took a bite out of it as they headed down the stairs. They waited in the lobby for Hex and Anthony, hoping they'd wake up soon.

[Assistant]
[Spruce]

The noibat gets the first attack on me, however, he wastes it on using screech... yeah, it hurt my ears, but I was otherwise okay.*What the heck is he planning with that?*I ask myself as I lash out at the thing with Void whip, obviously surprising the noibat, who, despite flinching from my attack, continued his own attack by tackling me, sending me to the back wall of the dojo. "Ugh..." I end up saying as I slide down the wall. I get back up, however, not to be defeated so easily, and leer at the noibat, as well as secretly prepare for another tackle attack... which comes shortly after. This time, I was prepared enough to dodge the attack, and counter with another Void whip. The thing was nearly beaten, and I was ready to finish him off when he shouts "ENOUGH!" He then retreats, and Gabe tosses me an oran berry to heal up the wounds that I have taken. I quickly eat the thing, and my next opponent, the dratini, slithers forwards, while the noibat quickly eats his own oran berry. "Alright, let's make this quick," the dratini says to me before Gabe says "Fight two... begin!" I manage to attack with Void Whip before the dratini could do anything, which the thing wasn't expecting one bit. He tried to counter with the move wrap, however, I was able to dodge the move, and continue on, this time with leer... a move that I feel as though I should replace ASAP. Another wrap, but, this time, I wasn't so lucky.... this... wasn't the best thing in the world, and I was trying to break free attacking with Void whip after Void whip, but this thing was durable, and persistent. As soon as I was freed from wrap, I managed a powerful, well-aimed void whip right to the thing's face, knocking him out. As soon as he woke back up, he said "E-enough... ow..." and slithered back to his position. My next opponent would be the axew, and I knew I had to come prepared.

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[Bonnie]

I finally found a mission that didn't look too difficult or nightmare-inducing. Apparently, some mother Pyroar lost her son in sunnyside plains, which meant that I got to head back to that place, and perhaps even meet my friends again... of course, I would be helping out a cat... I'd just have to try my hardest not to run away this time, as it could have led to someone's death last time I did that.*I'll just have to be braver... and this is the best mission on here... the only one for us, at least.*I think as I take the mission off of the board and look around for my teammates. I heard both William and Samuel here earlier when I was trying to pick out a mission, but I was a little too focused to respond... thankfully, it seemed as though William was still here, and I quickly showed him the mission, and asked "Hey, do you know where Samuel went? We should try to find him before we head off," that voice almost didn't seem like my own... after such a nice rest, I didn't sound as though I was constantly fighting back tears and pain... I almost sounded normal, for some reason, and that much was apparent to a nearby bellsprout who was carrying some odd, unidentifiable item. "Hm? You sound different today, Bonnie," he responded... though, why or how he knew me by name was beyond me, given that I have never met a bellsprout before. He then continued with "...uh, Bonnie? Why are you giving me that confused look?" After a bit of thinking, he simply continued on with "Oh, right, the name part... I kinda overheard you introducing yourself to your team. Congrats on joining, by the way," I then turn my attention back towards William, though, I was slightly annoyed with that bellsprout for eavesdropping on me.

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-William-
I yawn a bit, and grab the slip of paper. "Hm... I guess... ugh..." I say. I say "I think we should get a little more rest, I'm not awake at all yet..." and I suddenly hear some weird chanting down-ladder. I jump at the sudden, random loudness, and hear "ONE! DON'T SHIRK WORK!" and I rub my eyes as I go invisible for a second to see what was happening. "TWO! RUN AWAY AND PAY!" I hear, and the sheer loudness makes me fall. It kicks up some dust, and I lie still, and there's silence. Everyone seemed confused, since they couldn't see a thing, but something made the dirt and rock shift. After about a minute of random chatting, Chatot says "Well, then, back to the morning chant!" and I hear "THREE! SMILES GO FOR MILES!" and then the group is released. "I wonder where that new team went... I was going to introduce them," Chatot grumbles. I climb up the ladder as fast as possible and go back to normal. "Ow... my ears hurt after that..." I whine, rubbing my head. "I don't know where Sam went, I think he's in Treasure Town somewhere." I climb up the ladder and walk down the hill, and hear a scrafty yelling something, and I walk in that direction. He seemed to be far away, but he was loud.

-Samuel-
I slouch as I walk back to the guild, after scaring off a pretty lady. I made sure my dimples showed and everything! Ugh. I hear some stomps behind me, and I look back and see a Scrafty, and that same Kirlia. The scrafty walk over to me, pulling up his pants every two steps. He growls at me, and says "You hit on my girl, and then you make her cry, bro!" and he pushes me. I begin sweating and he pushes me again. I say "Stop! I didn't mean to," and he pushes me a third time. His pants almost fall from him not pulling them up, again. "You might want to get smaller pants," I say and he glares at me. He pushes me to the ground and spits on me. The acid lands right on my stomach, and I squeal like a wild spoink as it begins burning me. He then picks me up and throws me to the ground and when I get up, he continues shoving me. Bloody tears were flowing down my face and I begin to feel dizzy. The Kirlia runs up and says "Stop! Stop, I think he knows! Please, stop..." and the Scrafty continues beating me up and taunting me. I had a sense that he was holding back on beating down on me because of my small size, but that thought was diminished after he picks me up and slams me against a wall, really hard. "I-I'm--" I say before he stops me and says "YOU'RE WHAT, HUH? WELL SAY IT, SHRIMP!"

[Assistant] As Shadowlight looked at her wounds, she though a bit. She had been training quite a lot lately with this whole superhero role thing. It felt good to let out some anger on those criminals. At least she was doing something good. She waited on a building near the dojo, waiting for Spruce, hiding, observing. Might as well rest up a bit before continuing. It will probably take time before Spruce is finish with the dojo anyway. Well, best to just wait. She breath in deeply, and observed the place around. People were walking around, talking, some talking about weather, some about the whole fact that she was beating down criminals around town. At least this would make the crime rate drop a bit. Though it mght make the guild have less work. Bah... With the usual number of missions, it would probably not bother that much. So she waited. When will Spruce go and beat those criminals down?


[System]
Age: 14
Element: Wind
Appearance:

Personality:
A bumbling, airheaded girl who always seems to have her mind somewhere else. She excessively wonders about all sorts of things and is prone to mindless wandering, often finding herself somewhere with no idea of how she got there. If she manages to keep herself focused, she's actually very knowledgeable.

She can be a good friend as long as you don't mind if she skips a beat or two of the conversation.

History:
The Andors have been scientists and scholars for generations. Lyra's father is a mathematician, and he had taught her the intricacies of numbers and logic since she was young. Lyra's mother--who named her after a constellation--is an astronomer, and has impressed on her a sense of wonder for the universe.

At a young age, Lyra seemed keen to devour her family's scholarly knowledge, but somehow she was also easily drawn to music. When she was seven years old, in an act of confidence that surprised everyone, little Lyra declared that she wanted to be a musician, not a scientist like her parents.

It was a family friend who first noticed that her affinity for music might not be superficial. He was studying the elements in secret, and found out that Lyra has a grasp on the element in which music flows: air. When he told her parents about this fact, they were less than thrilled. The magic of the elements, after all, seems so far removed from their logical sciences.

The same family friend suggested that Lyra be sent to the Elemental Academy, where she could learn about her power in peace without frustrating her parents. They still love her, but agreed that it was for the best, and sent her off.

Equipment: She plays the trumpet and the violin. She might absent-mindedly carry either of them around.

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Algorithm
Once again, Kanako did as Catherine instructed. She began by taking longer breaths than usual. This was easy enough for her as she had quite a decent lung capacity. But when she tried the shorter ones, after a while, she felt it was beginning to take its toll on her stamina. It was as if she was not getting enough air inside her lungs.

"Haaa...haaa...haa...haa..." Kanako panted as she returned to her normal breathing pattern. "T-that was... quite tiring..."

[Assistant]
Zeke let Viola lead him down the hill to the station he'd arrived on yesterday morning. The realisation that it was the last place he'd seen his parents struck him with an odd mix of feelings. He'd been doing fine, he thought, but the thought stirred up a sense of homesickness. Didn't they say they were going to stay in the town for a few days? He might be able to go back home with them. But then he bumped into Viola when she stopped, and he grinned so widely his eyes closed. He liked his new friends. Icy and Yellow and Viola and he hadn't even been to class yet.

"Two for the student's rail?" A man in a floppy black hat asked from behind the glass. Zeke tilted his head at the man's big, grey, whiskery mustache, like a walrus'. "Thought you'd all be in class already," he mused as he gave them the tickets.

Zeke squeezed Viola's hand for reassurance. He didn't have to be shy. He didn't have to hide away. "Ummm..." His voice started out with good intentions, but it got frightened and trailed away. Instead, he pulled the note from this morning out of his pocket and held it out as explanation. Maybe that would help. The man's blue eyes trailed over it, then he nodded. The man's eyes were a duller blue than Viola's, a deep river blue to Viola's bright sky blue. Zeke realised he was staring and ducked his head down, feeling his cheeks warm up. "Sorry," he muttered.

The two took their tickets and, after a moment of searching, got onto the student's car. It was simple inside, with plain, cushioned benches that had seen better days, and too busy for photographs, but Zeke and Viola found a couple of seats together even as Zeke tried to look small around all the older kids who all knew what was going on. Once they'd sat down, Zeke realised that he hadn't let go of Viola's hand yet. This caused another blush, and he dropped her hand to hide his face. "Sorry," he mumbled into his palms. "Now your hand's all sticky and I'm..." The gentle rush of acceleration, and a change in the light, distracted him, and he looked out the window at the scenery.

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Zeke's grin when he bumped to her was the happiest little thing Lyra had seen in a while, and whatever dark thoughts she was holding about the forest vanished. "Careful," she muttered softly, grinning herself. Zeke's smiles were infectious, and it was always so sweet and charming, the sort of smiles people write songs about. Happy songs, the sort you'll play to commemorate a day with perfect blue sky like this.

There was also something about Zeke's gray eyes, how they looked at the entire world as if they were trying to snap it all up, and then, then they had found the right spot, they'd just sit down and listen. Can eyes listen? It was the word that popped into Lyra's head when Zeke was staring at the ticket master. Staring was definitely not the right word. They way he was looking then was just the way Lyra's teacher had looked when a recording was being played. It was fascinating to see how fascinated he could be.

Lyra shook her head. She shouldn't stare at people either. She felt a tug on her hand, and after taking her tickets, she let Zeke pulled her into the car.

There were a couple of older students in the car, some carried bags or equipments. Lyra amused herself for a moment by guessing what they could be in them. The black case that guy was carrying there was definitely a guitar, and the long tube that the girl with hairband was carrying, it probably contained a rolled paper. A drawing, a painting, or maybe even some elemental device.

And then Lyra felt something missing from his hand.

"Sorry," he mumbled into his palms. "Now your hand's all sticky and I'm..."

Oh, he'd been holding her hand, hadn't he? She didn't mind. Now it almost felt like she was missing something. "Nah, it's okay, Zeke."

But those eyes were looking out the window now, at the changing scenery. Lyra looked out as well, but it was her ears that were open. She remembered trams and trains and all sorts of public transports when her father had taken her to the city, and they were all noisy in one way or another. This tram, though. It was moving, definitely moving, she could see they were going downhill, but there was barely a sound. What sorts of device powers it? Seeing as there is the Academy, it could be some manner of elemental contraption or something or other. Oh, her father would love to know more about that.

But the trip was over far too soon, and the older students were starting to file out of the car even as Lyra was distracted by her hypothesising.

[Assistant]
The gentle bump of the tram stopping was the only thing that distracted Zeke enough to get off his chair. He took Viola's hand again, only to stop himself from getting lost, but she said it was OK. He liked being close to her anyway. Why that was so was a mystery, but he did. Maybe it was the way her violin kept playing a gentle exploring tune, like they were in a TV show together. Maybe it was the way she seemed to get him, almost like they'd been friends for years. He followed the crowd of older students, keeping close to Viola with her hand... He looked up at her face and checked it was her hand he was holding. It had happened before that he'd taken the wrong person's hand by accident.

Her blue eyes were the right colour, and he smiled at her again. It was lucky she had such distinctive eyes, like the colour of blue tropical seas in summer. When the crowd thinned, the older students somehow all knowing where they planned to go, Zeke looked away from Viola and looked around at the town. His expression went from a gentle smile to a round-eyed wonder. People thought that grey was drab and boring, but the streets beneath the buildings were a hundred different shades, each cobble a different shape and with different shadows. He wanted to take a photo, but that would mean letting go of Viola's hand, and that meant she might get lost...

"Stay with me, ok?" He asked her, as he reluctantly took his hand back and focused on the cobblestone street with the camera. All the people made it difficult to get a clear shot of the street, but he managed to find a gap anyway. He wanted to draw it now, but he had to stay with Viola. He turned around, and had a moment of panic before he identified her clothes and hair. He took her hand again quickly. "Where are we going to go?" he asked her, when she turned around and he could see her pretty eyes again. "There's ice cream somewhere, I think." He had to take a photo of her, he suddenly thought. But here, in front of the station, seemed like it wouldn't fit.

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Algorithm

Kano watched with arms crossed in amusement as ShiZhen focused on the wordless call to the water around her. His satisfaction was doubled when the girl managed to do more than pull a thin strand of the warm water away from his influence, but sheets of it. Steaming from contact with the air it moved with grace and purpose to envelop the girl bit by bit- Until she flinched. A gasp escaped her lips and the headmaster was just a moment too late before she inhaled the water.

To the ground level of the bath he went, pushing aside the water around him without a thought, until next to the girl. Firmly he put his right hand on her back and focused on the water in her lungs. It was tricky but with experience and practice one could draw moisture from a persons body. Mercifully, Kano had plenty of both. Left hand pointed at ShiZhen and took hold of the inhaled water, carefully drawing it out in what was very likely to be an incredibly disgusting fashion. A flick of his wrist sent the globe of extracted water away into the pools around them once again.

"Breathe, ShiZhen. Calm and steady." The water around them remained in a perfect sphere around the two with only directly above them open. Little by little the dry stone under their feet began to wet as a trickle of the soothing warm water flowed in about their feet. "Lets take a moment to ourselves shall we? To enjoy the waters. Feel its warmth and know it apologizes for harming you. While we wait, please, tell me how you felt before the water graced your skin."

[Assistant]
The pair eventually made it to the ticketing booth for the tram, which Vera had been informed by her somewhat street-smarter companion was where they had to go before they could access the system. The queue was fairly long, with several other students of various grades waiting in line in front of them. Like Silas and herself, they had presumably also taken the unexpected day off as an opportunity to go out into the city. When they finally reached the front of the line, Vera cheerfully greeted the staff member at the counter.

"Good morning!" She chirped, before glancing at Silas, slightly unsure as she made her request. "Two, uh... tickets, for the ride out to the city, please."

Vera then pulled her credit card out and held it out to the staff, who looked up at the teenage girl slightly surprised, but accepted the payment and handed the card back to her with two tickets.

"Well, that's done," she said to Silas, handing him one of the stiff paper slips. She then chuckled a little nervously. "So, umm... what do we do with these?"

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The town! What a spectacle it was, with its cobblestone streets and clean roads, with its buildings all neatly placed next to one another, with its people milling about, more people than Lyra was used to in the village that she came from. And yet they didn't seem like a crowd at all. She remembered being taken to city once, and it wasn't nearly this nice. There were too many noise there, from car engines, from people, from shouting, and there the air had a strange unpleasant quality to it. It was different here, even if she couldn't quite explain it. The differences between the air in the two cities was like between a cloudy sky and a clear one at night; on the latter you can see the stars.

And then there's Zeke, who was like a little star all on his own. He seemed just as awed with the city as she was, or at least the cobblestone street, which he took quite an effort to take a picture of. Lyra grinned as he came back and held her hand again, his curious eyes a little more nervous than they used to be. "I'm not going anywhere, you know," Lyra said comfortingly, "I'm not going to let you be a lost little sheep."

"Where are we going to go? There's ice cream somewhere, I think."

"I... hmm, I'm not sure? But ice cream sounds nice! Yeah, let's go look for some!"

Lyra didn't know where they could find one, though, so she just took a direction at random. Or rather, the direction that that she thought wouldn't have too many people around it (because Zeke wouldn't like crowds, would he?).

"Ice cream. Where would ice creams be?" Lyra muttered, on their way. "An ice cream shop? Well, if we can find one, of course. A market? A cafe? A park?"

And then as if she'd conjured it with her words, they came by a park. It wasn't a very big one, but it was an open area in the middle of the city, with just enough trees to keep it shaded. There wasn't a lot of people there, either, or at least less than she'd expected. Lyra saw some younger kids being accompanied by their parents, saw someone walking their dog. On the other side of the park, there were some stands selling small food, although there weren't a lot of buyers.

"Oh, yeah. It's a school day, isn't it? People have work. We have classes later this afternoon too. Hmm." Her humming turned into a bit of a song without her realising it. A faint breeze was flowing, and she could feel a thousand pleasant notes in it. It would be nice if she can spend the rest of the day wandering town with Zeke instead.


[System]
Current EXP: 0

Inventory:

Clothing: Alpha Rabbit Loin cloth, Medium bone and spider silk armor,

Weapons: Bite, Sharp Claws,

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer: See Character.

Sharp Bite: Sharpened bite is a relatively simple move allowing the user to perform a bite attack and draw blood not useful in most situations but when to use in close range fights can decisively turn the tide of battle, when upgraded can tear off limbs of enemies with ease.

Knowledge of the 3: knowing the names of the god and goddesses of the world they live in they can now properly worship them. Ramos god of light and the sun, Duvelna goddess of death and the night, Shirila the goddess of the earth and nature.

Unarmed combat, beginner: learned how to fight with ones bare hand and understands how to block and strike with one's own hands

Rookie camouflage: This goblin has learned how to use the environment to its advantage and hide even in plain sight. At higher levels will grant total camouflage regardless of environment.

Bloody strike: this goblin has learned to find the most vulnerable part of its prey and strike to cause massive bleeding damage. Warning: ineffective against inanimate objects or undead.

Gravekeepers spirit: These goblins are able to feel the strength of those that have long since passed. When near a dead body or a skeleton the goblins are able to draw strength without the requirement of being necromancers. Even carrying a skull as an adornment allows the goblins to be stronger, faster, lighter as they draw strength. However, drawing all the strength of a certain dead body or their parts will cause it to disintegrate into dust.

Silk Spinning: they have learned how to create their own silk through their fingertips, allowing them to create traps and snares without supplies. However, it isn't controllable at first and acts like silly string.

Stone Skin: stone skin is an active ability that can be triggered to increase defense dramatically making ones very skin harder to cut or penetrate. Can be upgraded to steel skin for increased protection.

Dead whispers: a special ability only given to those that are inclined towards death. He is now able to hear the calls of those that are long dead and can learn ancient knowledge, can be upgraded to allow for full conversations.

Deathly movements: the user is now able to dodge movements that would otherwise harm him. He is able to evade blows much easier and with much greater flexibility than his hobgoblin counterparts.

Stone Wind Stance: this stance allowed him to move with fluid motions while still having a strong defence to handle any blows that tried to hit him.

Titles:

Blessings:

Blessings of the dead: This goblin has been blessed by the goddess of death herself he and whoever follows him now gain the ability to earn double XP. With each kill they gain, they make an offering to the goddess and it is as if her deathly presence approves of each kill. Each offering of a dead kill now offers double XP. This Hobgoblin also receives the following benefits. The ability to see and eat souls for one. He can also learn necromancy easier. Then He has mental debuff resistance and dark magic resistance.

Devils luck: they are all lucky to be alive, and it shows in how well they take chances...

Curses:

Current Evolution: Ghoul - Day 6

Past evolutions and xp:
Hobgoblin - Day 5 (1x demon spider, 1x troll, 1x alpha troll, = 152 xp)
Goblin - Day 0 (1x horned bunny, 2x alpha horned bunny, 11x lesser Skeleton's = 460 xp)

Notable places: Directions from starting cave.
Church to the east?
Wolves to the west, dangerous in packs beware of alphas.
Venomous vipers to the south east.
Venomous spiders to the North East
Bats to the north, they hide in trees during the day to hide from the sun.
also possible legendary beast to the far far north.
Gender: Male

Appearance:
Ghoul - Hobgoblin Gird had accepted the chance to evolve and as such when he woke up he would see that he wasn't that much taller then he was before. He only reached as high as 5 feet which was the size of an average human. What changed, however, was not his size but his appearance, his body that was once pale now had rotting parts that looked like his body was ready to fall off at any given moment and he could even look down and see the bone of his arm! He grew hair over his head that was as black as ebony and reached down to his shoulders and his eyes now looked eternally bloodshot. He looked like he was a rotting corpse which would explain a lot. However all is not negative, Now it seemed as though he could see in the dark. Now when he got close to the bones of the dead from a few nights back it seemed as though they could speak to him in some language he couldn't understand. While his body might look ready to fall apart at the seams in truth this meant he was much faster than when he was a hobgoblin. Now it seemed like his body was light as a feather and moved with the air around him.

Hobgoblin "The Variant" - This goblin has been changed in a more dramatic way then his siblings. Throughout his interactions and his training, he was changed making him as large as the others that have evolved however his skin tone has changed to that of pale white. This makes him stand out easily however his skin tone gives him the special affinity for death. His skin has gone pale and as such it will make him harder to not be seen however he can just as easily train his skill to blend with the environment. His claws have grown longer and sharper rivaling that of a wolves claws and his teeth have since become sharper as well making his biting skill more effective. Clearly if looked on in the right light he might look like a wraith or a vengeful ghost. He still has the three claw marks over the right side of his head and ear, as well as the mark on his left side. These marks, although still pale, are slightly darker than his current skin tone. Thanks to his goddess Duvelna, he now has 4 black claw marks stretching from the top of his right shoulder to his lower left abdomen as a sign of his faith.

Goblin - Gird has an average height and strong build. His skin is a darker than average shade of green with lighter green blotches abound giving him an almost natural forest camouflage. Gird also has two white birth marks. One looks like he was scratched by something with three claws down the right side of his head, and the second looks almost like something big bit him in the left side of his abdomen. His black hair is normally kept short and his eyes hold a yellow color.

Personality: Stoic, Brave, Stubborn, and Blunt are a few words that can describe this particular male. His loyalty to the tribe will not falter for any promise of gold or harm. He holds within him a sense of duty to his people and will do what he thinks he must do to protect them.

Past Life History: Grid was once known as Victor. A tall brute of a man with a soft spot for animals. Victor worked with a group that protected endangered animals from poachers by hunting poachers. He was even able to befriend a few of the wild animals that were around. But one day while on patrol he was mauled to death by a wounded predator.

Skill: Beast Tammer — a trait carried over from his past life. It allows him to befriend and tame beasts. Some that are lower level than he is, to the point he wouldn't learn anything from them, may very well simply ignore him or treat him as one of their own. Either way Gird seems to have a natural affinity with taming or understanding beasts and monsters.

Other: He simply wishes that one day he will be a mighty goblin that will be able to protect his tribe for years to come.

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Goblin Zats

Gina's offer to make shields for them all sounded good but Zats decided to use the one Shirila had given him because he was gonna have to get used it. "Thanks but I'm gonna use the Everoak shield, it was given to me so I could protect you after all." Arch's comment about the spears was true and he wondered what he could do about it. Suddenly he remembered that his role in the battle was simply to block, so he might not even need his shield and besides maybe the heavy shield would be easier to handle with two hands. As he moved to the benches where Gina placed it to test his theory he noticed the bookcase and wondered if he could find some useful info there.

After he spent a few minutes getting used to wielding the shield two-handed he headed straight for the books and looked for one that he could read and hopefully learn something from. He really wanted to find one about magic, but knew that was unlikely and probably too advanced for him at that point.

EXP: 4

Inventory:

* Rabbit-spear,
* Rabbit hide-loincloth,
* Sharp bone,
* Everoak Shield

Acquired Skills:

* crush,
* knowledge of the three,
* pole arm combat beginner

Titles:

Blessings:

Curses:

[Assistant]
Goblin Gina

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 As she asked and heard the various different suggestions of the two, she agreed as each was sound and valid to their quest in combating the undead. Remembering what happened last night. Taking out one of them last night with a blunt weapon quite easily. So she started working, bending one of the benches upside down and taking alook for loose and easily removable part. Using her chair leg to pry it open the parts like an crowbar. She quickly went on to work with the mace that Arch asked for while using the leftovers to make a small shield for herself just large enough to shield her arms.

 She quickly grabs a piece of cloth and straps it onto the shield so that she can grip it and hold the shield easily. What's left of the cloth, she used to attach and tie it around a few of the wooden scraps onto the tip to make a mace like weapon for Arch. Satisfied and left with no more things to use and above all tools to property make them, she finally gives the mace to Arch hoping that it was good enough for him to use.

 She then turns her attention towards Zat. Which was training, After a while he sits down and looks at the book case and seeing that he wanted to read something but, was contemplating if it he can or should. She decided to help him as she grabs a book that she knows that can help him understand the writings in the books [color=red] "Next time you better pray like you mean it." She says with a small blush in her cheeks as she puts the book to him going back and searching the area for anything she could use for purging the skeletons.

EXP: 44

Companions:
pet rabbit, the rabbit is now tamed and will help the goblin and comfort the goblin whenever needed. If trained can become a great attack rabbit or guardian.

Inventory:
Makeshift net

Ancient sword.

Acquired Skills:
Ancient script: this goblin now knows the ancient language of humans past allowing her to more easily read and write things in such a language.

Amateur carpenter: This goblin has learned the basics in the art of carpentry, she can now understand how to make simple contraptions with wood as its base like a table or chair, more knowledge of the subject will allow the goblin to create much more complex items like siege weapons

Claw Climbing:

Devastating double strike: devastating double strike allows the user to quickly make a direct strike and follow up with a second strike just as quickly. The strike when used properly can create an opening wound and the follow up can destroy the internal organs or bones

Capture:

Titles:
Bunny Catcher,

Blessings:
Blessing of the eternal mother (Shirila): The goddess of earth has given the first blessing in decades to her newest priest. She has been given strengthening muscles and bones to handle more damage and a now eternal connection to the earth (now easier to evolve into earth-based creatures)

Curses:

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Goblin Gird  Ambushing Alphas >>> they came out of the trees man /// Day 4 // Afternoon

He was in good spirits, Luz for the most part could keep up with him and seemed to be doing alright. He stayed still as he heard her out and her plan but couldn't help but notice some sort of resentment. "Did she think I was telling her what to do still?" he asked himself for a moment and smiled. "You know it's just a suggestion. Take it for what it is and move on, I'll follow your lead." He whispered as he tucked his spear into the vine wrappings on his back.

Gird continued to crawl towards one of the trees adjacent to the one Luz was heading for. The goblin stayed still on the ground for a bit longer however. He wanted to make sure only one of them climbed at a time, and he wanted to put a few new pieces of vegetation on him to better blend in with the tree. The goblin waited patiently at the base of the tree. Controlling his breathing and barely moving to better blend in.

The rabbits still seemed distracted by each other and didn't seem to be minding anything else. He looked up to see Luz had already gotten into cover in her tree and in turn began to find a path up his tree as well. He made sure to be out of sight of the rabbits as he slowly made his way up the tree. Finding one good hand hold and foot hold before continuing to climb.

Gird did lose his grip here and there but recovered quickly and made sure to stop and wait for a moment before continuing again. He would have to get better at climbing trees. But for now this was working for him. He finally made it to a sturdy branch that overlooked the bunny's that were circling each other below. His feet gripped nicely onto the branch, pulling his spear out and holding it in hand he slowly walked out onto the branch.

Once he found a suitable spot he would stop and wait. Holding the spear with both hands, the point jutting out below his feet. Once they were ready all he had to do was drop at the same time as Luz and hope that his aim holds true as he aimed for the largest target on the closest alpha. Of course if he did miss he did have a backup plan. Watch out for the pointy things that hurt and get as close to it as he could before sinking his teeth into it.

EXP: 12

Inventory: A sharp stone,

Clothing: Simple Loin cloth, vine chest wrap, vine rabbit pelt hand wraps,

Weapons: Bite, decent wooden spear,

Acquired Skills: Beast Tamer, Sharp Bite, Knowledge of the 3, Unarmed Combat: beginner, Rookie camouflage,

Titles:

Blessings:

Curses: