[System]
...I'm late, because I've been gaming for the last few days - I got school in two days.

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Age: 30

Gender: Male

Inventory: Five-seveN with a torch attachment (some basic training with guns), radio headset

Race: Human

Bio: Miles was given up to an orphanage, after the day his mother and father were killed in a car crash. He had no other family nor relatives, so he was to be given up for adoption. Despite this, Miles was always quite jumpy and enthusiastic, always trying to make light of his status as an orphan. For many years, Miles would wish other children good luck on adoption, and often enjoyed life to its fullest even in an orphanage.

However, as the years went by, Miles realised he was quite lonely. While he seemed fun and outgoing, on the inside he was alone and sad. His brief friends would always be adopted and would bid him farewell, while he would stick around in the orphanage for a long time. All too often, he would find himself in a situation where friends could help him - but, he never really had friends. Eventually, he stopped being so happy, resigning himself to his room in the orphanage.

Though his personality eventually changed, he still managed to receive an education and left the orphanage. For about a year, he was reduced to living on the streets, unsure of what to do in life while living off a limited amount of money and donations. Miles would often get into street fights just to defend himself and get any money, a stark contrast to what he formerly was as a child. After being subdued during a fight in an abandoned building, Miles had an epiphany: if he was to continue his current lifestyle, he would probably die within the next year or so, and would achieve nothing in his life. Beaten down and under the threat of being finished off, Miles reasoned with his attacker, trying to find common ground they could relate to - it worked, with Miles' attacker letting him live as he was one of the children at his orphanage, also not adopted and left to fend for themselves. Crazily enough, the two eventually became friends, with Miles forgiving his attacker Davis. It was then his personality changed back for the better, becoming his fun-loving old self.

Not willing to continue living homeless, Miles sought out to find a job, volunteering at his old orphanage's charity event. He ended up being surrounded by orphans like him, to which he gave advice to and taught them life concepts. Miles was offered to stay at the orphanage, to live there at least until able to find a residency. Of course, he gladly accepted, finding another job at a drycleaner nearby to be able to make a living for himself and his roommate Davis, who had also found a job as a waiter.

Deciding there was more to life than his current lifestyle, Miles eventually signed up for helicopter lessons, intending on becoming a pilot for an air ambulance. Davis had already moved on and started a family, living in a new house just down the street, causing Miles to envy him somewhat. After months of training and job searching, Miles was able to find a job as an air ambulance pilot at a nearby hospital, leaving his old room behind for a new apartment closer to the hospital.

Miles was initially unnoticed and treated as if he was just another pilot. However, his unique style of flying gave way to a reputation (and almost got him fired), leading him from the hospital to an airshow. While he nearly crashed several times, this only solidified his reputation as a helicopter pilot. Though, he was frightened by the experience, taking a break from flying for several months.

However, by the time he returned to work, many things had happened - the world was at war with an enemy in the sky, invading and laying siege to many cities around the world. Miles was taken on by surprise, having to deal with a tremendous spike in patient numbers to bring to the hospital. This not only included civilians, but also soldiers and other military personal at the frontline of the war.

Miles was initially calm about the war, though surprised at the current situation. He was shot down several times, though he survived all events with varying injuries - one event left him with a fractured shin and nearly caused severe blood loss. Unfortunately, Miles was not able to ignore the severity of the war. An offensive by the Mimiga was repelled, though causing a Pyrrhic victory; half the city was destroyed, and many people were killed. Including Davis, leaving behind a wife and two daughters. Upon hearing news of this, Miles swore vengeance on the figure capable of such evil, only known as the Doctor.

Miles left the city with Davis' remaining family, as well as countless other refugees and military personal once the city was clearly at this point destroyed and lost. Leaving them at a fort, Miles left his position as an air ambulance pilot, instead intent on working for the military as a helicopter pilot. The fort held steady as Miles relayed supplies from its supply network to the island in a Chinook helicopter. But that wasn't enough - Miles had applied as a pilot for a gunship, notably a Bell UH-1 with armaments. Sure enough, he was at this point responsible for dropping off military personal and providing aerial support against Mimigas and other creatures. This did not come without difficulties, however - he was nearly shot down by not only hidden missile defenses on the island, but creatures and mechanical beings in the sky. This, and the fact the man he was looking for was well above his possible altitude. He wished for revenge for his friend Davis, though at this point it was apparent he wouldn't be able to do it by himself.

So, instead, he was intent on following others to find the Doctor, and end his operations for the sake of everyone. Including Davis. A quick patrol of the island would reveal a chance for this to happen, looking down and noting a group of people prepared to fight as well.

Appearance: Somewhat cocky and seemingly unreliable. Miles has a slightly thick build but short build, with hazel eyes, straight black hair and tanned skin from obvious exposure to the sun as a pilot, and possible Hispanic descent. He wears a typical USAF uniform with green camouflage, which has slight notches in several places from attempts to escape attacking enemies in the sky. He has a black gun holster complete with a pistol on the right of his legs, as well as an insignia embroiled on his shoulder, originally given to him by an orphan - it has the appearance of a light blue cloud with a red, blue and yellow-stripped lightning bolt striking from it. Many people often comment on how it comes from popular culture and a TV show, belonging to a specific character with flight abilities similar to his. He also carries two pens of little use in his left breast pocket, the red and blue caps sticking out. Miles also wears a headset used to communicate while in a helicopter, though outside of one it's used more as a helmet to protect against anything. He also has some tank boots of green camouflage, and also wears a sports watch on his left wrist. He usually doesn't bother with body armour, though it is required in his line of work as an aggressive helicopter pilot - so, he has a green camo Kevlar bullet-resistant vest to wear on his chest. Due to lack of strength and endurance training, he cannot wear full body armour, instead focusing on his chest.

Other: I'm sorry, what bullsh- someone actually used a diamond ring to escape a coffin, and called the police on her husband who buried her alive. True story.

Starting location: Flying over the Outer Wall.

[User] I look at the man, who had out of nowhere for no reason, introduced a chunk of his life to someone he had originally been ordered to kill. "Wow, that trust change was very quick... my name's Samuel. I've been in the military for about two years, here's a badge I earned," I say, showing him my left shoulder. There was a pin that said to everyone that I was sort of new in the military, but I had some experience. I suddenly heard the loud 'whoosh' of helicopter blades. I look at the entrance of the cave, and I hide behind some cover, seeing the pilot looking directly toward me. After the sound of the helicopter slowly died down, I peeked out from behind the cover. "There may be a team in that chopper. We'd better advance," I say, walking to the door and opening it, and I look at the cave we went in. Run down, smelt horrible, and there were corpses everywhere of dragon-like things, and I see one stand up, vomiting blood. I wince at the sight, and I take a rock, and throw it at the living corpse of a dragon. I hear a shriek, and look up, seeing two sand-colored ones that didn't seem to be dead, but that meant they could fly, were agile, and could breathe fire, probably. One of them flies down, and opens its mouth to torch me to death, so I threw my sprinkler into it's throat and it began choking on it, trying to spit it up.

[Assistant] I continued digging for what seemed like an hour or so until I come up to... oh no... I can't dig through stone! I panicked, thinking that my plan was a failure for a little while, that is, until I remembered that hammer I, er, took. I grab my hammer, and swing downwards, hitting the stone that blocked my path. It shook for a moment before finally falling, with me on top of it. I fall into some sort of metal corridor, and somehow manage to hit something squishy with the stone I was falling down on. Looking down, I see the corpse of what appeared to be a dragon, or dragonlike in origin. I then hear some sort of fight going on, and finally pay attention to what's going on in front of me. Two gigantic, beige-colored dragons were flying around me, and my group, which included that military man who tackled me earlier, as well as some random stranger with a military uniform on. Just my luck... I finally escape from that place, and end up right in the middle of a dragon fight. I think as I wait for an opportunity to help out... after all, there wasn't anything to hide behind, and hiding behind something wouldn't do me any good against a flying creature anyways. One of them gets close enough for me to try to bash its head in, but my hammer didn't seem to be anywhere near strong enough to do that... instead, my attack almost seemed to bounce off of the thing's face, and it managed to run into me fast enough to send me into a wall. "Ugh... well, that didn't work..." I comment as I barely manage to pull myself off the ground. "Hey, military, you got any guns on ya? Anything would be more useful than a hammer in this situation," I ask both of the others who appeared to be helping me in this fight.

[User] Erion saw that the mimigas just ran off after hearing of the copter outside. He knew full well that other soldiers might shoot them. He knew they were innocent probably until they take those red flowers. The real target here was the doctor, not the mimigas or the humans that were changed into mimigas. It was not trust, but more like needing to get information. He then fallowed Samuel until he saw the 2 belge dragons going to try to scorch Samuel with their flames. "Dragons.... you got to be freaken kidding me!" he says before seeing another mimigas fall from the sky and squishing what seemed to be some sort of zombie dragon. When he saw the guy use his hammer to try to beat the beast and fail before getting hit hard, he got his gun out. He heard what the guy said and nodded, before then shooting at the dragon that was not chooking on a sprinkle, knowing it might take some time for the other to be able to attack and it would be best to take care of the first dragon that could burn them at the moment. This had to be a joke though. He just entered this place and what does he land on? 2 freaken fire breathing dragon. Now this is a time he wished to have brought better weapons like a rifle or something instead of his energy gun. Sure, it was a weapon that was designed for their team and had a lot of energy in reserve to shoot multiple times, but it didn't do as much damage as a normal bullet... not yet at least. He suddenly see the dragon that he was attacking try to shoot fire at him, before he slides on the ground and continue shooting. "We might need to move if they don't get hurt enough." he says

[Assistant]
If you're familiar with the guards of Metal Gear Solid, that noise entered my head upon briefly catching a Mimiga in my sight. That definitely wasn't a shadow, since it also ducked as quickly as I saw it.

"Jesus!" I said under my breath, flicking the safety off of gun and running over long grass and jagged rocks, pointing my pistol downwards. By the time I had my back to the side of the tunnel, I was already panting somewhat - just a typical civilian with a lack of endurance training. Waiting a few seconds to relax, I leaned to my right and peered into the darkness. To my surprise, the place was quite bright, from both old lights flickering like computers from the 80s to a broken skylight on the roof. There was also some sort of... vat. It looked like a giant, decorated chicken egg. I didn't want to find out what was inside, and chances were the Mimigas and soldier wasn't. Oh shit... that isn't special ops, that's a spy! Things went from bad to worse once I pieced together important things in my head. I probably wasn't concentrating - the door on the opposite side of the room had shut without my knowledge. That, and it cut off the smell of rotting meat and got flies to stop buzzing. I didn't know how to do this: I either go to my helicopter to get backup and risk them leaving, or going in myself to get them ASAP.

I rubbed my forehead while thinking, lifting my somewhat scratched helmet off to properly wipe away sweat. But, since I was wasting my time trying to decide, I went with entering the tunnel and getting the enemy myself, wearing my helmet again. After entering the large broken gap of the tunnel and carefully stepping over giant cables though, I stumbled back upon hearing roars and just managed to stand by holding onto a giant computer. That was a pretty big roar... and two. "Argh, they're already screwing themselves over anyway." I muttered to myself, wondering why I'm gonna risk my life to chase some spies.

I didn't know what happened, but I think I had a minor case of paranoia. Something told me they would live through that. Those people had guts to go into a tunnel like that, and I suppose they could probably live through that.

So, walking slowly towards the door, I gripped the rusted handle and turned it, creaking noises prevalent throughout the whole door. Well, fuck me. I had just opened a door to a dragon-fighting tournament. I honestly had no idea what to do. Well, run - one of the dragons had stopped fighting after coughing out water, facing the noise of the door and giving me a death glare. Immediately, I slammed the door, probably breaking the hinges and hurting my ears as if someone's just scratched glass. Sure enough, I was engaged in running and leaping over rocks and grass to my helicopter, while the damn thing was on my tail after ramming the door and jumping on top of computers. I shot a few times at the thing, but all I really did hit was the tunnel in my struggle. I could hear metal clattering from this distance, after all.


[System]
Age: 17
Appearance: -
Dimitri could be best described as a walking brick house, standing at 6'4" and weighing in at 210lbs

Short bio: Originally born in Salem, Oregon, Dimitri's life has been filled with odd instances that are in no small part thanks to the fact that he's always been a very observant individual. He became a ward of the state at the age of four when his parents died in a car accident, and with no next of kin to speak of he was placed into the nearest orphanage, which happened to be in portland. There's a reason that the term "keep Portland weird" is so popular in Oregon, and no one knew that better that Dimitri. As he grew Dimitri began to notice weird things around the area; strange noises, odd looking people and animals wandering the area at night. One fellow in particular seemed to roam rather closely to the orphanage every night, though no one could ever seem to catch a glimpse of him besides Dimitri despite the odd jittery motions the guy made. By the time he'd reached sixteen, Dimitri had become a very large and imposing individual, having taken up various odd jobs that required a fair bit of labor for spending money, as well as receiving a few boxing lessons from one of his regular employers. This gave Dimitri a rather inflated ego, enough so that he snuck out of the orphanage one night to confront the weird man. A poor choice. The man was actually a skin walker, whom proceeded to drag away and rag doll Dimitri for the better part of ten minutes despite Dimitri's best efforts, and was set to use Dimitri as his new skin suit until Mathias stepped in. He would later be adopted by his savior and taught the ways of the hunt
Weapons: A mossberg590a1, Sig Sauer P226, and a crowbar
Slayer Weapon:,
 the knife is pretty normal, simply made out of high carbon steel, however the interior of the sheath is coated in white ash which rubs off onto the weapon and gives it a harmful effect on supernaturals
Vehicle:

Room:
Other: He saved up some money from all of the little odd jobs he did and used it to buy a six month old rhodesian ridgeback puppy he named Brutus. Dimitri is currently trying to teach Brutus how to track the supernatural.

[User]
Damian suppressed a yawn trying to escape his throat as e walked along the moon-bathed docks. He looked down at his watch to see that it was now ten after midnight. Under most circumstance he was up for hunting all night, but after having to chase down a pack of helhounds for the better part of an afternoon he was exhausted. Still he didn't really have a choice in the matter, Mathias had gotten word of a small infestation of ghouls at the docks and had sent them to clean it up, and whatever Mathias said was law. He was more annoyed than worried about facing the ghouls. Even in groups of five they still only held an F class ranking on the Slayer's letter based classification system. Ghouls were like the rats of the supernatural world, annoying pest that had a tendency to bite and only posed a real threat in large groups.

He let out another yawn as he turned the corner and almost ran right into a slow moving blob, a Slime. "Oh you've got to be kidding me!" He sighed in exasperation. Slimes were even more hopeless than ghouls despite being official classified, many Slayers didn't even consider them a threat. They don't naturally reproduce but they usually just sort of happen when there's some sort of mass buildup of some supernatural substance like ectoplasm or miasma, but can also be artifically made by relatively easy alchemy or magic, so they showed no signs of ever going extinct. Still they were laughable as a threat, most are too dumb to even notice a prey is even there, or too slow to really do anything about them. They were kind of pathetic actually, basically the Magikarp of the supernatural world. Damian leaned down to eye level with the slime who was was making some sort of, what he guessed, was a sniffing motion. The thing was to busy looking around to notice that he was standing right in front of its face. "Wooooow you're dumb. I'm even more tired just watching you..." He looked past the slime to see a red door that led into one of the warehouses on the dock, the last area he had to search. "If they're here they've got to be in there." He muttered as he stood up again looking back at the slime. "I'll come back for you."

He pulled out his 1887 shotgun from it's holster and pushed open the red door slowly. He nearly dropped it when he saw the inside of the warehouse. From top to bottom practically standing on top of each other was a massive infestation of ghouls at least a hundred strong. Ghouls were a cakewalk in groups of five hell even ten weren't that tough for someone who wasn't a rookie. But a hundred, hungry ghouls? That was most definitely a problem. Damian slowly reached for the bluetooth headset in his ear that he and his siblings used to keep in contact on hunts. "So good news, I found the ghouls...Bad news, there's a whole lot of them. If you guys could hurry on over to the south side of the docks before they all start swarming on me that would be great."

[Assistant] Alexi chuckled. "What a Slime problem again, I thought you were stronger than that." She said, coming out of the coffee shop. "Don't worry I'll be on my way." She then got into her Subaru, sipping her coffee as she turned on the engine. She then took one last sip of her coffee and tossed it out of the window into the trash can and she sped off towards Southside Docks.

[User]
Not too far off from the docks Dimitri crouched on the beach and patted a patch of sand down firmly with his large hands. The slayer had more or less completed the rounds of his designated "sector" for the night and after sounding the all clear was taking the opportunity to get in some much needed training for his companion. The yound adult stood and walked a few yards away before whistling loudly and waiting for the telltale yips of the excitable ridgeback pup that came bounding up the beach towards him. He smiled for a moment as the dog ran in circles around his legs, but swiftly put an end to Brutus' antics with a snap of his fingers. The dog stopped almost immediately and sat at Dimitri's feet, awaiting the two words that accompanied his favorite game, "Brutus, search.". The dog was off like a rocket before Dimitri could even finish speaking, sniffing around the beach for signs of his target. It took a few minutes, but Brutus eventually located and dug up the first of seven sticks that Dimitri had wrapped in dried wendigo skin, much to the slayer's approval.

Brutus got as far as three sticks before Dimitri's bluetooth began to beep in his ear. Dimitri's hand shot up to the device and pressed it further into his ear as he listened to Damian mention his discovery of the ghouls. It wasn't very often that someone requested backup, even less so that a request was made for more than one person to arrive, "Now when you say a lot of them, how many ghouls are we talking here? ". Dimitri didn't bother to wait for answer before he spoke up again, "I'm in route now. Try not to get eaten before I get there." He grunted before taking his hand away from the bluetooth and whistling to catch Brutus' attention. The pup stopped sniffing away at the sand and looked up at Dimitri expectantly, "Looks like we'll have to come back for the rest next time. Come on boy, car.". A short bark of response and the pair were making a beeline for Dimitri's jeep which sit further up the beach. It didn't take long to reach, though getting the wiggling dog to sit still in the car long enough to safely pull his weapons from the back did take a bit longer than Dimitri would have liked, in the end though Dimitri was blazing his way up the beach with his weapons in the passenger seat, his dog in the back seat, and a have grin on his face.


[System]
Age: 13
Hometown: Blackthorn City
Appearance (pic preferred):
Starter: Mudkip
Bio: Liam dreamed of being a pokemon trainer like his father was once upon a time. He has a fondness for dragons. He dreamed of what the Dragon's Den would look like and hopes to one day be able to visit it. Liam traveled tough Kanto with Shiaranui. The two faced off in the final round of the tournament. When Liam was a baby, he had a babysitter, a Chansey named Florence. (She has evolved since Liam left on his journey.) A slip on a wet floor in the Pewter City Museum revealed that his hair is only dyed black. It was revealed in Blackthorn City, that he is the son of a Nurse Joy. He was as a random trainer called him when he was 5, "The shiny Pokémon of humans." Liam also explained that he uses a special dye, that has Bluk Berries as a key ingredient.
 Liam participated in and won the first ever Dragon Cup in Blackthorn City, having teleported home for it with his shiny Alakazam, Sherlock. He has also mastered the Battle Chateau in Kalos.

Requested Legend(s): Rayquaza, Latios, Jirachi, Deoxys
and his rival:

Name: Trevor Walton
Age: 13
Hometown: Vermilion City
Appearance (pic preferred):
Starter: -
Bio: Trevor disliked Liam, he disliked Liam solely due to the fact that he felt inadequate, believing Liam is coincided by his looks and talent in training. During the trip though Kanto, Trevor more or less followed the path of Blue in the original games. Recently, Trevor has warmed up some to Liam and Shiranui. He still may not particularly like them, but he respects them as strong Pokemon Trainers.

[User] In a few minutes, Jenny was there on a boat. She took the poacher into the boat and saluted the heroes. She than turned the engine back on and sped back to shore. Liam praised Gallade, Jiriya, and Pikachu for the hard work and told them to take a rest. "Well, now we need to get to our next task."

[Assistant] Shiranui recalled Saisei, praising the Mewtwo for its help. "Well, the next gym for us to beat would be up north at Mossdeep City," he replied, "The easiest way for us to get there would be to ride Kitakaze."

[User] "That might be best, but we should probably come in around back. People might freak out seeing a Suicune here in Hoenn."

[Assistant] "You're right," Shiranui agreed. He let Kitakaze out and got on the Suicune's back.

[User] Liam got on as well.

[Assistant] "Kitakaze, take us to the northeast corner of Mossdeep City please," Shiranui requested, "We want to avoid being seen." Kitakaze understood and set off north at the same pace it used to get to the atoll it departed from. The Suicune arrived behind the Mossdeep Space Centre less than a minute later.

[User] Liam got off and thanked the legendary Pokémon.

[Assistant] Kitakaze smiled as Shiranui got off and recalled it. "Time to heal up and then discuss strategies for the next gym," he stated.

[User] "Let's go to the Pokémon Center than. Liam said.

[Assistant] Shiranui nodded and made his way over to the Pokémon Centre. With the topic of the upcoming gym battle on his mind, he mentally went over what he knew about the Mossdeep Gym.

[User] "Well, it is a psychic type gym." Liam said thinking aloud. "So, they are weak to dark and bug types." Liam said thinking aloud. He went to make an adjustment to his roster.

[Assistant] "But unlike the other Psychic-type gyms we beat, the leaders will subject the challenger to a double battle," added Shiranui, putting emphasis on the fact that the Mossdeep Gym was led by twins. He adjusted his roster around after Liam was done with his.

[User] "Shall we go than?"

[Assistant] "Indeed we shall," answered Shiranui, wondering if the rumours he had heard about the gym on his travels were true.

[User]
At the gym, there was a boy and a girl standing in the Leader's box.
"Heh heh heh... Were you surprised?"
"Tee hee hee... Were you surprised?"
"That there are two Gym Leaders?"
"That there are two Gym Leaders?"
"We're twins!"
"We're twins!"
"We don't need to talk because..."
"...we can each tell..."
"...what the other is thinking... "
"...all in our minds!"
"This combination of ours..."
"Can you beat it?"
"We'll even take you both on at once."
"One Pokémon for each of the four of us. Even if one of you loses, as long as we are defeated, you both will receive the badge."

"Solrock!"
"Lunatone!" (f49ac2 = Liza, 0054a6 = Tate)

"Shiranui, I have an idea." Liam said. He than whispered his strategy to his friend.
 "Gallade!"

[Assistant] Shiranui grinned at the notion. "Titania, I choose you!" He sent his Gardevoir out. "Liam and I will show you what a pair of real psychics can do!"

[User]
"Solrock, Rock Throw on Gardevior!"
"Ice Beam on Gallade!"
 "Night Slash on Lunatone!" Liam ordered. Gallade slid to the side to evade the ice move and charged in.

[Assistant] Titania pulled off some ballet-style evasion tactics that were successful in dodging the Rock Throw. "Titania, Signal Beam at Solrock!" Shiranui was ready to activate his Mega Ring.

[User] As was Liam. He saw Shiranui moving for it and was ready to do it in unison. "Ready?" Liam asked.

[Assistant] "Ready!" Shiranui answered.

[User] "Now, Mega Evolve!" Liam exclaimed as he activated the Mega Ring Gallade, who was currently standing back to back with Titania was enveloped in the light and Bega Evolved.

[Assistant] "You too, Titania!" Shiranui activated his Mega Ring at the same time as Liam and Titania was also enveloped in the light. The gym was treated to the rare sight of a double Mega Evolution. When the orbs shattered the challenging battlers started executing their attacks, Gallade charging at Lunatone with his blades glowing a dark colour and Titania firing a beam of light at Solrock brighter than a signalling Ampharos.

[User]
The attacks hit their marks.
"Psychic!"
"Psychic!"
 The twins called for the order in unison.
 "Shadow Ball on Solrock!" Liam ordered.

[Assistant] The Psychic attacks had hit, but Titania and Gallade only felt minor damage in spite of the latter's nullified resistance to Psychic-type attacks. The Mega Gardevoir broke into laughter while Gallade threw a Shadow Ball at Solrock. "You two will have to do better than that! Titania, Hyper Beam at Lunatone!" Still laughing, Titania raised her right arm at Lunatone and fired a powerful pale pink beam. The beam got its pink tinge from the Mega Gardevoir's Pixilate ability.

[User]
"Protect!" Liza ordered. A green shield stopped the beam attack.
 "Flamethrower!" Tate called.
 "Furry Cutter on Solrock!" Liam called.

[Assistant] Titania had to recharge from her attack while Gallade slashed Solrock for super-effective damage that would add up through consecutive uses. The flames inundated the Mega Gardevoir for some damage, but did not leave a burn.

[User]
"Could you give me hand?" Liam asked his partner, hoping Shiranui figured what he meant.
 "Furry Cutter on Solrock!"
"Sunny Day!" Bright sunlight flooded the room.
"Protect!" The move failed.

[Assistant] "You got it!" answered Shiranui, understanding Liam's hint, "Titania, use Helping Hand!" The Mega Gardevoir lent some of her power to Gallade to boost the power of his moves and Gallade used the opportunity to slash Solrock with triple the power of his last attack.

[User]
The move made a critical hit and KO'd Solrock. Tate recalled it, leaving Liza to fend off the duo of Mega Evolved Psychic types.
"Ice Beam on Gallade!" Gallade was hit by the ice attack, and one arm was frozen solid.

[Assistant] "Titania, Heal Bell!" Titania let off a cyan glow before soothing sound waves of the same colour issued forth. The waves were the right pitch for the ice encasing Gallade's arm to shatter into pieces.

[User] "Thanks." Liam said. "Now, One more Furry Cutter!" This one hit and it hit hard. Lunatone was not knocked out by it however. "Light Screen!" Liza called.

[Assistant] "Titania, Snatch!" Titania waited and when Lunatone conjured its mirror-like shield, the Mega Gardevoir stole it and used its effect to suppress the damage from Lunatone's special attacks instead. Lunatone was left vulnerable.

[User]
"Shadow Ball!" Liam called. Gallade conjure the black ball and tossed it toward Lunatone. It hit with an explosion. When the smoke cleared, Lunatone was KO'd
 "Lunatone is unable to battle. Gallade and Gardevoir win, the victors are challengers, Liam Coleman of Blackthorn City and Shiranui Tsukiko of Ecqurteak City!" The ref said. Liza recalled her Pokémon. The twins walked forward.

"It can't be helped, you two won."
 "So, here take the Mind Badge."
 Both twins held one badge out to one of the heroes.
Liam thanked the twins. He turned and praised Gallade and Titania.

[Assistant] Shiranui thanked the twins as well after receiving his badge. "Titania, Gallade, you two deserve some Poké Puffs," he praised. Titania was overjoyed and was looking forward to tucking into the treats.

[User] Gallade was happy to hear it as well. "Let's go back to the Center than." Liam said.

[Assistant] Shiranui nodded and after recalling Titania made his way back to the Pokémon Centre.

[User] Liam did the same with Gallade. Once at the center, Liam placed Gallade's ball in the tray that a Chancey held out for them. Once she had Gardevoir's ball as well, she was going to take them and heal them.

[Assistant] Shiranui gave Titania's Poké Ball to Chansey and after Chansey left he sat down with Liam. "I think we both know what we could be up against in the Sootopolis Gym," he stated.

[User] "Well, it is a water type gym." Liam said.

[Assistant] "And from what I read, Juan has a unique style of battling," continued Shiranui.

[User] 'Well, Sceptile and Pikachu would be good additions to put on the team." Liam thought aloud.

[Assistant] "He'll be expecting you to throw Grass and Electric-type Pokémon against his Water-types," replied Shiranui, knowing by his logic Juan would be expecting Kinoko and Manectric as well.

[User] "That is true." Liam thought.

[Assistant] "What I would do is pick some Pokémon that are versatile with their moves," Shiranui suggested, "That way you can adapt your battle strategy."

[User] "Well, I have an idea on who I need to bring to the gym." Liam said. The Chancey returned Gallade and Titania. Liam decided to rearrange his party to be ready for the gym battle. They would have to hurry to catch the ferry to Sootopolis City.

[Assistant] Shiranui thanked Chansey and rearranged his party for the battle with Juan. He left the Pokémon Centre and made his way to the harbour at a fast pace.

[User] As did Liam. They both got on the boat with enough time to spare.

[Assistant] "It'll only be a matter of time before we reach Sootopolis City," stated Shiranui.

[User] In a few minutes, the boat docked in Sootopolis. Liam checked in at the Pokémon Center.

[Assistant] Shiranui did likewise. "Do we take on the gym first or the Contest?" he inquired.

[User] "We have time to do the gym first." Liam said.

[Assistant] "In that case, let's go win our last badge for here," replied Shiranui.

[User] The duo made it to the gym. The gym leader, Juan welcomed them. He said that in his gym, the began with a double battle with each side having two Pokémon. From there, it became a normal battle, with each trainer having a max of five Pokémon.


[System]
Notable Parents: None that she knew of, she's a orphan so she doesn't know her parents.
Age: 21

Sex: Female

Hair Color: Red

Eye color: Bright Blue

Appearance: (Picture preferred, Description is accepted, both are best!)

Stands 6'8 and is quite muscular and thick boned and a solid body, has tanned skin with a large scar going from cheek bone to cheek bone and crossing the bridge of her nose just below the eyes. Wears black fingerless armored knuckled gloves, as well as a chain necklace with a silver pendant with design of the summoning creature Valefor.

Weapon: Sword, fists, feet... Actually most of her body.

Fighting Style: Alex is highly skilled in swordsmanship, to the point where she can dual wield, but her impressive strength goes nicely with one sword so she can land harder hits. She's also skilled in hand to hand combat, her fists and kicks making powerful blows that could knock a Ronso on his tail.

Limit Break: Damocles Photon Slash Barrage- User dashed toward the enemy, weapon glowing with energy and slashing upwards. Knocking the enemy in the air, the user jumps after and repeatedly slashes the enemy before stabbing the enemy and swinging the enemy over the User's head and throwing it back to the ground. User then makes multiple slashes, creating energy protectjiles toward the opponent before slamming downward to slam the enemy from above.

Any Armor: Has minor chest plates and shoulder pads and some protection to the hips and armored knuckled gloves.

Skills:
-Impressive physical strength
-Great swordsmanship

Shortcomings:
-High Temper. Loses focus and thought when angered.
-Emotionally Unstable.
-Highly weak against magic attacks.
-Lacks self-esteem and is often a bit overly paranoid, worrying over things that come to mind be it true or untrue.
-Can be manipulated and/or tricked pretty easily.

Occupation: Defender Blitzball Star/Currently Guardian to Eva.

Biography: There isn't much to say really. Alex was found at the doorsteps of the Besaid Orphanage when just a infant. No one knew her name or where she came from, but she was named Alexandra after a legendary summon. Though she mostly called herself Alex, finding the shorter version more pleasing to hear at least coming from others. She was always a rambunctious child, always outgoing and ready to take on any challenge. Having a temper and a blunt personality, she didn't have a lot of friends. Being the only child in the orphanage, she was always alone. During summers, she met with Gippal and Urick but that was only when they visited. Naisha was another child she played with until the girl got sickly for some time. So, in the end, Alex was a lot of times alone. Disliked by temple priests who would mutter about her. However, she loved hearing the stories of the heroes who stopped Sin. In fact, one day Yuna and Tidus came to visit the orphanage. The blonde man had shown her kindness and shared stories of his adventures, especially as a Blitzball Player. That was the day when she dreamed of becoming the best Blitzball player.

Of course, that was always difficult for anyone. So she practiced everyday to be just like Tidus. Practicing with a wooden sword and a ball. In her teen years, she had a lot of competition to get in the home team. Years in fact of trying in the try outs until she was finally accepted. Now she has become a star player, known for her aggressive tackles play on the field by defending her team.

Personality: Alex is a hot tempered woman with a sharp tongue. She is brutally honest and speaks her mind without truly thinking it through. She at times can be immature and is easily side tracked when pushed to aggression. Often careless and reckless, she finds herself in bad situations a lot times that usually end up in a brawl. Despite her aggressive nature, she has a kind heart and believes in doing the right thing, of course what she thinks is right. She has a soft heart for women and children, mostly. Usually she is able to speak her mind clearly, but when she feels flustered or embarrassed, she tends to stutter, have a mental panic attack, before avoiding the situation awkwardly. She also tends to have a very overprotective nature when she does care for someone. Be it friendship or love interest. She's brave and loyal, and despite her gruff hot tempered nature and being difficult to socialize with, she's a bit talkative and in reality is pretty lonely. Though she'd never admit it. She gets irritated when someone brings up how she has no parents, being slightly jealous others have a family while she lives without one. She has great confidence in her abilities as a warrior and a Blitzball player but finds herself being modest when she is praised a lot, unused to it. Usually has difficulties talking about herself.

Are you arriving in Besaid or Living there? Living there.

[User]
"Is that so? It's been a while since we sparred right? How about you try your stuff with me you two? Oh! Alora you can join in too! We can have a outright brawl! And Nai can shoot fire and lightning at us! And maybe those two can join in as well.". Nai heard Alex said and the mage let out a laugh."Indeed, fire and lightning I can shoot at you as much as you desire." The mage said still laughing. "But as a manager of the team I must consider the fact that there is a match soon, so I wont be using damaging magics on any of you." She added in the end, finally stopping to laugh and just having a smile on her face.

  "Nice to meet you Alora and as Gippal here said, there is no need to feel like you are imposing. He may plan to stay with us for a long time, but I personally plan to not let him escape like the last time at all. Besides when we leave for the tournament I still will be accompanying all of you because I'm obliged as the manager of the Besaid Aurochs."Naisha stated and snapped her fingers, creating a small piece of ice that she put in her drink. The frail looking mage didn't eat or drink much, compared to the others, but with her body she couldn't even if she wanted.

 "You know her as well as I do, you guys will be sparring. She will not forget about that, but don't worry. I will cast some protection spells on you to not get hurt in the process." The mage replied to to her white haired friend." As for the cooking… I personally prefer my teacher's. The cooking Lady Lulu prepares has stronger flavor, where Lady Yuna's is always making it have more gentle taste." Nai said with a smile.

 "I don't think we need to worry. Alex has been getting better at self control around the priests as of late and they also began to not get into open confrontation as much as before. A most they should be staring each other when we get to them." The frail woman said with a chuckle, but her laugh ended the moment they entered the temple itself… She immediately heard the low humming noise that was ringing through the temple."It can't be!" Nai exclaimed and turned towards the entrance to the hall of the trials. "We are heading down to the chambers of the Faith!" The mage stated and threw an angry look at the priest that was nearby."Didn't you notice this before? When did it start?"

[Assistant]
The rider from before had easily made her way into the temple and, when none of the priests seemed to be looking her way, easily entered into the cloister of trials. It was like she was a shadow, just a whisper passing by. The priests hadn't seemed to notice her at all. She'd made her steps down the hall long before the tall woman from before and her friends had entered the sanctuary. Her pale hands rubbed the temple's hall's interior and she inhaled. Ah... it felt so... familiar here somehow. Not like a home, but like she'd seen this place once before. Hm... yes... just up ahead she would see for herself.

She pulled her hood down, freeing her long black and blue high ponytail. With a slight stretch and a sigh, the pale woman padded down the halls toward the area she needed to be, curiously picking up strange, discolored spheres along the way. They seemed to be for some old traps or old puzzles, but now the glow they once held to signify their relevance was long dead. Seeing their lack of color sent a twinge of dis-ease in the riders belly. Her glowing blue eyes scanned the walls until they found an encave just big enough to fit the sphere. She held the sphere closer to her face, squinting. There was indeed still a very faint glow now that she looked closer. Perhaps, then, that meant it would still work. Gingerly, the pale woman inserted the sphere. With a groan, the rock door pulled open into the hub between the prayer room and the cloister of trials. Perking her head up, the rider walked within.

[User]
Alex had been too excited to really listen to everyone's responses to the spar, her blue glare staring down the priest at the door before watching as Gippal and Naisha passed her. Rolling her eyes at Gippal at his words she was about to follow before watching Urick stop beside her before approaching the priest at the front door of the temple and chase him off before holding the door open for the tall red head. Looking like nothing happened. Rolling her eyes, the tall woman walked closer until she was beside him.

"You don't need to pretend to be the big scary guy for me Ya know. I do that plenty, and have been dealing with these jerks for years. But thanks, Uri." Alex smiled, lightly patting his shoulder before walking inside.

The soft hum of the temple made her pause, it was so quiet yet not as much compared to the usual silence of the temple. Naisha was the first to react, demanding the priests when this started. Probably from all those stories that they were told as children. But still, it's been over twenty years... Could this really be anything?

Yet, Alex could feel a sudden throb within her head. That was odd, usually she didn't get the headaches unless she stayed in the temple for more than thirty minutes. Something definetly was wrong. It was then Alex saw that weird girl, seeming to have one of the temple spheres. Using it to open the door to the cloister of trails before entering.

The Priests called out, trying to say it was forbidden but it was too late. "We better get going then, there are plenty of fiends running around in there." Alex said in response to Naisha saying they needed to go to the chambers of the fayth.

The red head was already heading up the steps, before getting promptly wacked on top of the head by a iron staff by the High Priest. "Ow! What the #%#% was that for you old geezer?!" Alex growled, her eyes narrowing as she glared furiously at the priest.

Glaring back the elderly man grunted. "No one is allowed in the Cloister of Trails. It's tradition. Especially you." he scolded in that grating tone of his.

Alex's eye twitched as she grinded her teeth together, her temper flaring before she snatched the staff from the high priest's hands and snapped it in two with her bare hands. Throwing the pieces to the floor she glared at him. "Well someone went in there and you are apparently too dumb to realize to know what's going on so get out of the way!" Alex roared before quickly bolting through the door.

Walking into the untouched part of the temple, the tall woman quickly moved through the halls. Where did that girl go? As she turned a corner, a dingo was there sniffing around. She narrowed her eyes, watching it look up at her before promptly ignoring her by continuing walking. Alex didn't know why, but Fiends just seemed to ignore her most of the time. But the red head quickly unsheathed her sword from the back of her hips and slashed the blade against the beast, causing it to yelp and disappear in a burst of light filled orbs.

Sheathing the blade she continued on until she found that girl. "Hey! What do you think your doing here? You better have a good reason for it." Alex said with a growl before holding her head. Her head throbbed and pounded harder than ever. It seemed to be worsening the deeper she went into the temple. She's never been this far, only looked at maps of it Tidus and Lady Yuna had of it. Compared to other temples, this one wasn't so big.


[System]
Appearance:

Dean is notably tall and gangly in frame standing at 6'6, although he manages to carry himself with arrogant grace (heavily practiced as a teenager) as opposed to an awkward hunched gait. Obsessively formal, he can usually be found in any number of expensive suits, and this carries over to his villain costume.

The costume consists of a nice grey suit, white feathers extending like collars from the ends of the sleeves, and like a ruffel around the neck. As to be expected with a villain, there is a mask involved - his is black and elongated with tinted eyepieces, resembling the face of a raven. It does not cover his hair. He may also complete the whole ensemble with a top hat - if he wants to seem particularly memorable.

Age: 24

Gender: Male

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Villain Name: Corvus - perhaps inappropriate considering it is not just crows and ravens that he can manipulate, but to him it sounded like the best name, the one that filled him with the most arrogance while speaking it out loud.

Quirk Name: Avian Allies

Quirk Type: Emitter

Quirk Description: Dean can emit waves at a certain frequency from his brain which only affect birds. These waves then suspend the birds' autonomy and allows him to take control of their actions, guiding them to attack, to distract, or if there are enough, into large swarms.

There's also a secondary aspect which allows him to see through the eyes of a bird he is controlling if he desires to do so, as well as being able to hear. However, when doing this he loses sight or hearing in his own body, which can provide a massive weakness.

Dean's range of which he can use this quirk safely is a radius of around the length of a typical NFL field, so around 90-100 metres. Any more and there can be serious side effects - such as splitting headaches, nosebleeds, dizziness and similar conditions. This range has been expanded with practice, but as of now that's the maximum he can go without seriously damaging himself.

Inventory & Possessions: -Dean took over his parent's house a long time ago. A fairly sized estate, it allows him to use it as a base of operations - even if does have to keep a low profile there as officially, the property is abandoned
-Dean has a collection of 15 ravens located at his manor. As they have been exposed to him for so long they are much easier to control, and so are the most commonly used in his criminal activities - a private gang, if you will. He will usually tie some form of razor or dagger to their talons before he takes them our for use.
-A large collection of formal suits and clothes. Most of them are robbed, the others either bought or inherited. This includes his self fashioned villain costume.
-A surprising lack of money for someone who tries gives off a veneer of being wealthy - most of it was taken or destroyed in the conflict with his parents.

Sample Post: When a British car tycoon decides to upend from his busy London life and marry an similarly wealthy American woman from Northern California, the child of that circumstance is likely to grow up privileged. Such is exactly what happened with Dean. From an early age he was implicitly encouraged to look down on those who were less fortunate than he was, both by his peers and his family. Attending an extremely exclusive boarding school with an unhealthy obsession with manners and formality didn't help.

The manifestation of quirks was an exciting time for the children of that school. While his was not necessarily powerful, he could easily impress his peers with pigeons doing pirouettes in the air and sparrows flying into the messy hair of a girl who was picked on simply because she was slightly poorer than the children around her. Dean's prejudiced attitudes were firmly cemented here. Even when the attitudes of his peers and friends became more progressive, he stood firm, trying to lead the younger students into his ideology instead.

It was his parents change in attitude that had the largest toll, however, and when it became fashionable to be charitable, Mr and Mrs Allen followed suit. They began to donate sums of their money to charity, which drove Dean up the wall to no end. However, it was their decision to move him to a certain school which turned everything to fire. That school was, of course, UJ. As he was forced into the hero course, saw things that disgusted him - in his view, a celebration of mediocrity, a complete lack of any manners or formality, and above all, encouragement to aid the inferior in being inferior. He was felt that he was marked as the "rich boy" and made into a social pariah, in his view because of jealousy - but it was because of he would launch into outspoken scathing insults to most everyone he met. It's an understatement to say he did not do very well on any of the courses at UJ.

Soon enough, constant niggling clashes with his parents boiled over. He was 18. Of course, he wanted to go to only the most prestigious university. But his parents didn't want him to - that wasn't charitable. They wanted him to be a hero, to keep trying. As the fight continued, Dean demanded that they leave. This was his house now. They didn't deserve it. His parents never used their quirks very often, and a knifed talon to the neck can be persuasive. They left, but in a fit of petty rage, they took half the money from the safe and burned the rest. This sealed Dean's disillusionment with the system. Those who did not respect their superiority or inferiority did not deserve anything but retribution.

Heroes of course represented the very opposite of this concept. Helping people who could not help themselves. The superior negating their strength by assisting the inferior. Dean left his house for a while and travelled around the country, watching various heroes at work and conversing with other villains. By the time that he had returned to back to his abandoned manor in San Francisco, with 7 new ravens on his person, there was no going back. And to his local branch of the League of Villains he went.

[User]
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Renard nodded at her when she said she would be fine. Feeling only a slight respite from his guilt of shocking her the day before. He only smiled slightly, but again looked down when she brought up if he was going to be ok. He was silent for a moment thinking once again how lucky they both were.

The vision of his mother flashed in his head, he wasn't ok, physically he would be but… He shook his head. Saying softly, Um...y- yeah of course... Looking up to Freya and putting a strained smile on his lips before looking away again. One of the few things I inherited from my dad was to take a beating... he said with a weak chuckle.

When she offered the food, he really wasn't hungry at the moment but he thought it be rude not to try some. He slowly reached up to take the bag that was offered, only to have her jerk away from his near touch. He felt like someone stabbed him through the heart again. Clearly she wasn't fine with what happened… and it only made him feel worse. He looked down at the chips that covered him.

He sighed as she said she was sorry, Slowly he got out of bed, getting out of the opposite side so she didnt flinch again. "You're fine. Dont worry about it Freya...  he said as he winced at the pain he had from getting out of bed.I deserve it He thought to himself

[Assistant]
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Freya Leander ~ Cait Sith

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Well, now she'd gone and screwed up.

Renard's sigh and the way he got out of bed on the other side, away from her, were proof enough. Freya raised her head, then averted her eyes back to the scattered snacks. Without a word, she gathered them into the bag, sweeping up the crumbs, the burn on her palm twinging with every movement of her fingers. She propped up the packet on the bedside table in case Renard still wanted them, which if he didn't, she wouldn't blame him. He said nothing either, but the silence itself spoke volumes.

When words came to her, they trembled despite the slight smile she put on. A smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "Well, uh... Hope you enjoy." She glanced from him to the door, that sinking feeling growing by the second. She'd known this was a mistake. For all Renard's insistence that he was ok, he clearly wasn't, or in any mood to talk. "If... if this isn't the best time though..." Freya stepped back. Then, without finishing the sentence, she hurried from the room.

She kept running along the hallway until pain and fatigue overcame her. With a groan, she doubled over and leaned against the wall, clutching her side. Her bruised ribs clenched, her breathing coming in short, choked gasps. Stupid, stupid, stupid, was all she could think, staring over her shoulder. What a stupid thing to do. It was all too likely Renard would take this the wrong way.

[User]
Well, things seemed to be wrapping up now. He felt the boy in his grip turn into a boulder, but didn't pay him much attention any more. His job, like the job of all the villains, was done. Dean's raven skimmed past the boulder and landed on his shoulder, and as he saw the pro heroes begin to fill up the room, he decided to make a hasty exit - and as he heard Noxious' voice coming over his comms, then that sealed his decision to leave. He took one last look at the rock, before his birds all stopped moving, sitting on the floor silently, looking around seemingly aimlessly. Dean took a moment to look over the corpses of all the avian soldiers which had fallen in combat, almost with a twinge of sadness. But what must be done, must be done, and what must be done will always have a few casualties along the, especially in a task such as this.

But as Dean stepped back through the entrance he came from, and picked up space into a brisk jog, the calm ended, and the swarm followed behind him providing a sense of cover just in case he was followed. He did think that he might have heard someone beyond the mass running after him, but that sound soon subsided, and Dean snuck out of the facility through the way he came in. A job well done - they had done everything they came here to do, even with the unwelcome addition of a few petulant students. When Dean had gone far enough, he released all his soldiers from their service, and he watched as they all flew in their directions. It would be a few hours still before Dean got home, feeling somewhat fatigued - but certainly not as much as he imagined the heroes must be feeling. He put his raven back in with the rest, and then the day was done.

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Dean had woken up thoroughly quite bored, and certainly not in the mood for any villainous activity. So, today, he would simply be a normal civilian, doing normal civilian things. No mask or business suit today. First he went out for lunch, and then he noticed he was passing by the San Francisco zoo, and decided to take a quick visit. As much as Dean despised his parents, he did have some fond memories here, making birds do silly things to amuse the kids who were watching, or scare them - whichever got the best reaction. Paying for his ticket and walking in, it was obvious where Dean would go - the tropical aviary. It was nice to escape from the world of criminality every now and again, and Dean probably preferred the company of birds, anyway.

Without his villain costume, the only thing that stood out about Dean now was his height. It was always weird to just be a normal person. He admired the birds, and then glanced over at a young boy trying to get the attention of a parrot who wasn't interested. Soon enough the parrot hopped over and squawked at the boy, with a little help from Dean of course. Well, that was his nice act for the day, and Dean moved on, past animals that didn't interest him much at all. He then reached some cassowaries. That was pretty cool. If he had an army of those at his disposal, he could certainly do much more damage than scratches - the foot of a cassowary could kill in one kick if aimed in the right area. Maybe he should come here one time - at night - and break some of the more dangerous birds out for later use. He could pitch that to the League, maybe, and he made a mental note of it, as he continued watching the cassowaries do their thing - pecking the floor and walking around, mainly.


[System]
The Mundane
Age: 16
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 109 lbs
Hand: Left
Sanctum City: Siscia
Description:

Right: Ars Magi uniform, Left: Civilian clothes.

Penny is a slightly short, slim young girl with long, brown hair tied into a long braid, a heart-shaped face, and inquisitive green eyes hidden behind her glasses. A generous sprinkle of freckles decorates her cheeks and the bridge of her nose. Penny's physique is slender yet toned from years of work and helping out the family in chores and work. She usually has a cheerful, helpful expression on her face unless she is deeply focused on something (like work), in which case, she assumes an expression of concentration and determination, and generally becomes inattentive to the world except what she's currently working on. She generally prefers practical work clothes, though she takes pride in her new school uniform.

Penny is rather strong for her size, able to lug around 90 lbs without slowing down.

Personality:
Penny is a smart, well-meaning girl who tries to be the best she can be in order to help the people around her. Always ready to lend a helping hand and a keen intellect, Penny can come off as a bit of a know-it-all, but doesn't intend to show off, merely help and explain. She is rather passionate about magitech, and will explain at length if allowed. However, she is still a friendly sort, willing to make new friends and acquaintances and will gladly help when asked. She's also a hard worker who believes in putting the effort, and does her best in anything she puts her mind to.

In many ways, being at Nova Lux is a cultural shock to her; while not poor, the grand architecture and spaciousness of the academy is a far cry from the practically claustrophobic neighborhoods she's familiar with, and the idea of luxuries being not rationed is impressive to her. Also, she can come across as a bit of a penny(hah!)-pincher, mostly out of habit as back home, every bit of cash brought to the house was measured against the bills and necessities of nine people living under one roof.

Background:
The third child of seven, Penny comes from a bustling household. Her mother is a sargeant in the Siscia Self Defense Forces, and her father is a local mechanic, granting her a low-income home but a loving family. Her two elder sisters (twins) are couriers in the city, and have taught her how to rollerblade (she's not as good as they are, though) as well as certain parkour skills she's developed further after her approval to Nova Lux, her remaining siblings are not of working age but help around the house. Her oldest brother (a year her junior) does have a peculiar habit of trying to make a living offering his services as a courier, message boy, or open various stalls with varying degrees of success, with big dreams of making it big to rise up in the world. Her remaining siblings are two brothers (twins) and a youngest sister. While the house is cramped and money is often tight, it's a good life with the family not lacking in necessities.

For her part, Penny is a smart, studious girl with an emphasis on practical applications of knowledge, having picked up a flair for machine work from her father from a young age and had wanted to grow up to follow in his path. Penny grew up with precious little free time, between schoolwork and helping her father in the workshop, sometimes having to fix something her siblings broke given her skill as a handyperson. One of the few luxuries she's enjoyed aside from the pleasurable rush of a successful repair, is the TV show Divine Magical Maid Altea, a government-sponsored animated show generally designed to be propaganda but generally a decent show. Growing up watching the show, she had often wished to grow up to be a magical girl, but knew the chances of that were slim, so she focused on her other love; machines and magitech, and intended to grow up to be a Magitech engineer when she grew up. While she generally relied on public access terminals for knowledge and reading, Penny has taken to reading and supplementary self-education with a zeal, generally reading whatever scientific articles on magic and magitech she could. She intended to study up to prove herself at the local university, that she might get in on a scholarship, given her family's limited funds.

Some time after her 13th birthday, however, Penny started having trouble around the workshop. Equipment she'd work on suddenly developed issues with static and feedback, making repairs and work difficult. Anti-static equipment helped, but the problems persisted. Eventually, around her 14th birthday, the problem returned stronger, and she was sent for a medical checkup. What began as a routine checkup soon unveiled magic potential, and she was sent to a military hospital to confirm that yes, she does indeed have magical potential. That changed her life, and she changed her life goals to become an Ars Magi, as that would help open more doors for herself and her family, and more importantly, allow her to help more people with her abilities.

The Magical
Armagus Name: Bright Emerald Spark

Gladius: Groß Eisen

Groß Eisen is a 6'6", 70 lb two-handed power hammer with rocket boosters that can be turned on or off for additional attack power. While a sizable and effective instrument of blunt trauma on its own, Penny can channel her lightning powers into it, granting her the ability to do massive melee damage with lightning-boosted, rocket-propelled slams, or can focus her magic into one big "Meteor Slam" where she smashes Groß Eisen on the ground (or a suitable target) and causes a massive shockwave in a large (10') radius around her. She can also use Groß Eisen's rockets to propel her forwards on the battlefield, giving a couple spins in place to increase her speed before she lets the hammer pull her forwards with its boosted momentum.

Parma: Aside from a change of outfit, Penny's bangs become green, and her eyes become a more brilliant green color, with small lightning sparks visible in them when she's emotional or determined. Her outfit changes into something similar to her favorite show, Divine Magical Maid Altea, with a white/green color scheme, with her glasses becoming more futuristic in their design, more akin to a visor. Her shoes have roller blades on the bottom for additional mobility.

Combat Role: Penny's role in combat is generally that of assault, using her strength, speed, and toughness to mix it up close while swinging Groß Eisen to crush her enemies.

Elementum: Lightning/Electricity

Elementum Abilities: Penny can user her lightning ability for ranged combat, firing arcs of electricity at a target. However, she prefers to use her lightning abilities to power up her own physical abilities and attacks, emphasizing an assault-heavy style. She can either boost her physical strength or durability, and can focus lightning into her attacks to give them a powerful shock effect. Her preferred use of her Elementum abilities is to channel them into Groß Eisen for devastating heavy attacks.

[User]
Penny only managed to get some sleep before someone wakes her up again, announcing their arrival at Palmyra. Yawning, she tries to rub her eyes only to wince at the pain in her arm, reminding of the run-in with the Void. She sighs.

'And here I'd hoped it was just a bad dream,' she thinks.

Penny looks out to the city once they descend past the protective barrier, and finds the architecture (even in the low light) rather depressing.

"So there's the answer to 'what happens when you make a barracks into an entire city'," Penny quips. "And here I thought Ciscia's D-Fens Quarter was ugly and blocky."

When it's time for the tests, Penny is compliant despite her tired state, only too glad to get some proper treatment.

"Thanks, doctor," she says once she's had her arm in a cast and shoulder set. She downs one of the painkillers with some water.

At the Academy, though, Penny gives an appreciative whistle.

"Well, at least this place looks good," she says. "Too bad it's too dark to properly appreciate it. Probably look a lot better in the daylight."

Upon being escorted to their room, Penny thanks the escort for helping her carry her bags, and turns to Dana.

"Well, guess you're stuck with me, for however long we're here," she says. "Just a few things I should warn you about; I don't snore... too loudly anyways, though unless you have a snore like an industrial drill, I'm fine with it since my family can be a bit noisy when they sleep - well, okay, LiznLiz sound like someone starting up a racecar. I don't cause a mess, always clean up after myself - being around four younger kids and two lazy older sisters makes me a bit of a neat freak. If I stay up late, it's usually to study, so I'll try to keep it quiet. Also, for the next few weeks you might find me hogging the bath for up to half an hour; we have a shower to share between nine people and someone always uses up the hot water before it's my turn, so I want to enjoy a hot bath for once.

"Anything else you want to know, or do you want to share anything?"

[Assistant]
Dana was unsurprisingly taken aback after Victoria revealed that her opponent had indeed been another Ars Magi, or at the very least, something indistinguishable from one. And the Wing of Justice was right, it shouldn't have been possible, and yet…

"Understood, ma'am," Dana found herself saying, echoing Nicole's response to Victoria's instruction to never mention a word of what they had seen. "Loose lips sink ships, after all," she added with a nervous chuckle in a half-hearted attempt to bring some levity to the situation. "Or somethin' like that…"

Although she was as eager as anyone else to learn the true identity of Victoria's mysterious opponent, Dana knew that the present moment was neither the time, nor place to ask further questions. She was also still a bit annoyed by Astrelle's disrespectful attitude, but she figured that issue could be addressed at a later date as well, perhaps when she wasn't fighting to keep her eyes open…

After the Ars Magi had taken her leave, Dana's exhausted body had wasted no time in returning to unconsciousness. She awoke an hour later, when the airship finally arrived in Palmyra. Feeling a bit more refreshed, Dana gathered up her belongings and followed along with the rest of her new friends, first to a military hospital, and then to their dorms at Nova Lux itself.

"Yeah, I guess it's not much to look at," Dana agreed when Penny noted the somewhat ugly aesthetic of the city. "But, when ya think about it, it's really the people inside the buildings that count," she added with a grin.

Upon their arrival at Nova Lux, Dana couldn't help but jump up and punch the air in elation. "All right! We finally made it!" she cheered, before quickly sobering upon catching sight of the glowering visage of the faculty member who was waiting to greet them. "Eh, heh… Sorry about that…" she apologized as she followed the woman inside.

Dana's cheerful exuberance returned, when she learned that she would be sharing a room with Penny. "Awesome! Put 'er there, roomie!" she said, while holding her hand up for a high five. "Or, uh, maybe we should just gently fist bump…" she added, remembering the bespectacled girl's numerous injuries. "And don't worry, there's no one else I'd rather be stuck with! I think we're gonna get along just great!"

Her happy grin spreading from ear to ear, Dana listened as Penny "warned" her about a few things.

"Hey, that's fine!" Dana reassured Penny after the later said she might be taking some extra long baths. "I totally understand! I like my showers nice and refreshingly chilly, so it's no problem if ya use up all the hot water. I don't think I snore too loudly," she added. "At least, not as loudly as an industrial drill! I'm pretty neat myself, but if I don't meet your standards, please don't hesitate to let me know! Oh, and I can sleep through pretty much anything, so don't worry about that! Feel free to crank up your study music as loud as ya like!"

"I'd love to know the kinds of games and music ya like, and all sorts of other stuff, but I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to talk about that later. Right now, we should probably hit the sack," she advised, pointing her thumb at the bed closest to her. "After all, it's gonna be a big day tomorrow!"

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"You're hopelessly cheerful, aren't you?" Penny muses. "Eh, as long as they have a decent pizza joint in town, I'm fine with it."

Penny rolls her eyes.

"I'm not crippled, Dana, just wounded," she says, but returns the fist-bump with a smile. "And thanks for the vote of confidence, I'm looking forwards to rooming with you too!"

"You are an eternal optimist, aren't you?" chortles Penny. "Though we're going to have to leave the games and music for later. Right now, I just wanna lay down and sleep like the dead. It's been a long day, it's really late, and I think I've been up most of the way from Ciscia."

She tiredly gets changed into shorts and a tank top, sets her PDA's alarm, then flops onto the lower bunk in a way that wouldn't hurt her arm.

"'Night, Dana," she says. "Sweet dreams..."


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Age: 21

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Abilities:
Luna is one of the strongest warriors from her family. Part of that comes from her unwavering training in her youth and part is from an inherited power in her lineage. Long ago, a dying Elder Beast made her family, so long as they were honorable warriors, inherit the remnants of her strength throughout their line. It was an Elder Beast of Light and Honor, or so the stories told. Out of her two elder brothers, her and a younger brother and sister, it appeared as though she were the one to inherit most of the generations power though the family's heir was close behind her.

For that, she is able to use a variety of Light based Magics. Healing and creating weapons from that light based magic, hence the family name, as well coating her weapon with light energy to strengthen it (though this can become taxing). She also can create damaging beams of light from her hands that damage opponents. Among other things, of course.

In addition to her family's boon from an Elder Beast, there were stories that far before the Lightswords were even called such, they had mixings with giants and have a very small amount of giant blood in their veins. There isn't much to it. They have a small affinity for the giant's relation to fire which gives them a resistance to the cold. Luna won't be jumping in a freezing ocean but she can more easily resist the cold winds of the north. Their strength is also increased a small bit thanks to their giant ancestors.

History:
A long time ago, to the cold north, the Lightsword family was not known as such. It was a clan of warriors with no such name. Then one day, Lucilia, an Elder Beast, took them under her wing. She saw their honor in combat and taught them and blessed them with her power. From that day, the clan was blessed with Light Magic. They fought with Lucilia for years until one day, she lost in battle and was put on her death bed. As she lay, she told the clan that they would continue to receive her blessing in their lineage so long as they stayed honorable warriors. The clan wholeheartedly agreed and had their entire line blessed and given the name, Lightsword. So the story goes, skipping over a couple of specifics. Still, Lunalel goes by this story, proud of it. If one asked her to recite the tale, no matter how many times, she definitely wouldn't mind sharing it. She could recite the majority of the tale perfectly since even before she could hold a blade properly though that was earlier than a normal child, given the family's heritage. And when she could hold the blade, she trained with it the rest of her life, becoming one of the best swordsmen or women of her generation in Lightsword territory. After a time, she went on active patrols with the soldiers. They would patrol the land and made sure that there was no threat of robbers, brigands, bandits, monsters and many other things. From there she received a reputation of being fairly well liked among the soldiers for a couple of things. They trusted her strength and endurance, such as when she made every grown man seem like a small child when she won a drinking contest against some of the best!

In recent days, Lunalel was with a number of soldiers in a small patrol. While on patrol, they were beset by a large pack of feral, starving beasts. While they would be able to slay a number of the beasts on their own, there were too many of them as they were being surrounded. Some beasts lunged and were quickly dispatched by the squad as they started to back up trying to not get fully surrounded and soon they made a break for it. They knew the location of a chokepoint nearby so they could prevent being surrounded on all sides.

As they retreated, the beasts were on their heels trying to maul or bite them only to receive spear thrusts or sword swipes. One soldier was about to be pounced on by the beast! Quickly, Luna aimed her hand at the oncoming beast and shot it with a beam of light powerful enough to kill it's frail being. Soon, the group arrived in a cave, as defensible as one could get against beasts like this. They set up a position ready to strike down any beast that enters. Soon, a pile of haggard and starving corpses lay at their feet but there was no sign of them stopping. They wondered what could possibly push such beasts to attack without regard but there was little time to discuss it before they had to defend themselves. Soon, however, a loud crackle was heard outside the cave and a figure appeared before them…

The figure, a woman, then asked them if they belong to the Lightsword house, to which of course, Lunalel smiled and admitted that she was the first daughter of Lord Lightsword before thanking her for saving them. From there, she led the woman to the castle. Where she introduced the woman and reported the attack. The woman needed to talk to her father about something and he dismissed everyone in attendance aside his Heir. Sometime later that day, her Father came to her and told her that she had a month to get ready for she had somewhere to go for him.

Anything else:
-Has a High Tolerance for Alcohol. Particularly likes the taste of mead.
-Her family has her mother and father (though apparently she takes more after her father), her two elder brothers, a younger brother and a younger sister and many extended relatives aside.
-Insists others call her Luna, rather than Lunalel, if they're friends.
-Gets flustered if a woman starts to hit on her.

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Ethelred made his way behind Sorcha and Luana to the throne room to witness the knighting. It wasn't something he needed to be present for, but he believed it was considered right and proper to attend the ceremony for their newfound ally.

In truth, he was a little surprised that Luana agreed to it. She hadn't exactly cast the impression as someone that would bind themselves to such a deep committment, especially after having only been with them a few days. On the other hand, Sorcha took just as big a risk in knighting Ethelred when he came to her. Sure, he had a bit of a reputation, but with his family's downfall, any knowledge of him would be hearsay, rumors, and spoken tales passed from mouth to mouth.

Being knighted had been quite meaningful for the Frozen Knight. The first reason was that he hadn't actually been knighted prior- knightood wasn't really a tradition in his family, and they saw no real value in the formality of it. If a man wanted to call himself a knight, if they deemed him worthy in strength and character, that was good enough for the Ethelings of Ceolread Castle. In fact, their own titles of Etheling were emblematic of their disregard for the others' perceived limitations of social mobility. In the culture they had come from, it roughly meant "prince", connoting to someone who possessed the standing to potentially become a king. By calling themselves Ethelings, it was understood that they were making a statement declaring themselves royalty, and defying the authority of anyone in this broken land- or anyone of their homeland- who dared to say otherwise.

If they were still around, they might have even suggested that being knighted by Sorcha was meaningless to them. To Ethelred, however, to be knighted by the returned King, whose court had codified the very concept of knighthood in Albion, was a very validating accomplishment and a great honor.

I hope she understands the full magnitude of the vows that she is making. Such an oath is not something to be made lightly.

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Location:
Airedale Keep, Meeting Room
@Crimson Paladin@BrokenPromise@Pyromania99@Guy0fV4lor

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"Very well," Sorcha would draw her blade, pulling it from its sheathe and holding it in front of Luana. "Hands over the blades point. Now," Luana would feel it. A brief zap of electricity shocking her hands, leaving a painful electrical burn along her hands. "As the rightful ruler of Albion, and current Queen of Airedale and the surrounding lands, I knight thee in my name. You will serve none before me," The blade now rest upon her shoulders, sharp edge against her neck. "Be it god, man, or even your own desires. Know that I shall accept no betrayal and such actions shall be met with a swiftest of actions and executions."

The blade would be swiftly withdrawn, back into its sheathe, and instead by the Queens hand.

"On your feet then, sorry about that I have to at least try to look the part sometimes." A smile as she'd pull Luana to her feet. "Ethelred, Reinhardt? Lets get going. I'm eager to see these so-called wyverns."

Without further words unless one of her knights had anything to say, the Queen would proceed to gather the horses and supplies, setting off towards Harzel….

@Pyromania99
Llobrokor Mountains

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Fio, not having much experience with riding horses would opt to ride with Luna. This, was fine for the most part. There wouldn't be any issues or running into anything troubling on their travel through the mountains…save for one slight Issue. A certain maid, that had been in her opinion, quite wrongly displaced. Fio had taken to sitting in front of Luna, while Sucaria was behind her. Most of the trip, Sucaria was simply spent quietly staring at Fio and when camp would be made, the Maid seemed to definitely go out of her way to definitely not mess with Fio. that'd require her to be upset, which she wasn't.

Passing through Lightsword territory and through the graveyard of the giants, they'd soon find themselves at the foot of the mountains, Elnith leading them across winding hills and crossing dangerously close to the wastes before soon finding themselves near the towering sky piercing mountains in central Albion.

"What do you know about the giants, Luna?" Elnith queried. "I hear your family has giant blood in your veins." Sucaria was quietly sitting behind the Knight as Elnith spoke to her companion. "They're such kind people, you know…they took me in when even my own parents disowned me, ahah." Elnith smiled, not seeing anything particularly wrong with that statement.

Sucaria reached into her dress, though for now did nothing else.

Paladin@BrokenPromise@Guy0fV4lor
Harzel Plains

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The travel across the land to Harzel followed roughly the same path they had taken last, stopping briefly in Redwater to resupply and rest in civilization for the night, thankfully without any more or other Fomorian incidents happening…though there were unsettling rumors of people going missing occasionally, but most passed it off to impish fey. Still, there was little to be done about such rumors now.

Aside from this, and running off some Fomorians harassing the main road the knights would reach their destination relatively undisturbed, eventually finding themselves close to the Harzel border, where the scorched and blasted forest, still smoldering from the Wyvern's apocalyptic blast of fire had charred the very land itself.

"...so this is the destruction that Wyvern had wrought." Sorcha commented idly as they rode past at an even, steady pace. "An impressive feat, slaying such a beast unharmed." She'd glance towards Reinhardt, but said nothing as instead, she'd pull a small short, one handed sword from her steed's saddle bags. "Reinhardt, I was considering your particular issue with weapons constantly breaking."

She'd casually pass the blade to him.

"This blade has been in my possession for quite some time. Its nothing impressive, but its sturdy and forged by both the dwarvish smiths of a far off land and a clan of elves I spent a good portion of the last decade with." She didn't seem to think much of handing him the blade. "Ethelred, about how much further to that fort? We will be meeting the Harzel knights at the place where you slew that beast at. I desire to see its carcass myself. What about you, Luana? Your a druid and quite in tune with the land, are you not? What do you make of that destruction out there?"

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Lunalel was, for the most part, uneasy all through the trip. Somehow, she had managed to get two beauties to ride on her horse with her. That in itself was fine. Neither of them were very heavy, one in particular especially so. No, the problem came with what they were doing. Fio, for her part, was somewhat understandable. She was not very fond of horses, it seemed, and was doing her best to not show. How obvious it was to Luna that the girl was, in fact, very cautious every second of the ride. As fidgety as she was. Still, as much as she had known Fio by now, it would be best not to mention it.

The other problem was behind her. Her maid, loyal follower and dear friend. With all those things combined, Luna never worried much about what she was doing even if she seemed to be doing very suspicious things. On the other hand... Sucaria was very much so like a predator eyeing its prey. It made Luna silently question exactly what she was planning. It was very obvious and very deliberate but Luna didn't want to say much. Not until they had stopped to break. It was not a problem for her or Sucaria to dismount though it seemed Fio would need help. Luna helped the short woman down though perhaps a small bit more handsy than intend.

After Fio had left Luna to tie up the horse, the Knightess asked her maid, "Just don't try to eat her or anything." Luna said, unsure of what was on the maid's mind before they took to camp for the night.

That was when Elnith questioned Luna's knowledge of Giants. "Probably not as much as someone with first hand knowledge of their city." Luna mentioned with a small smile. "Well, I'd have to agree with you. All the giants I've had the pleasure to meet with were quite pleasant. Though they like to keep to themselves plenty. I've seen a number of them between patrols and visiting Giant's Rest and of the one's I've invited to Castle Lightsword I've had only a couple accept. Though, it might also be on account of their size, I suppose. Still, the few that did have visit were quite the interesting folk." Luna did her best to not frown at the last part of Elnith's statement. It did the woman no good to feel bad for her at that.

"But yes, we do have giant's blood, as diluted as it may be by now. Still, it helps with the cold nights and puts me above the average man in physical strength. And that would be without training." Luna added with a smile. "Most importantly, it gives me quite a bit of an ability to drink a lot." Luna laughed a small bit at her own joke about drinking a small bit too much at times before looking over at Sucaria reaching into her pocket before looking back to Elnith. "Did I miss a bad interaction between the two of them? Sucaria has been eyeing Fio like a wolf."