[System]
Age: 22

Gender: Female

Personality: Abigail is extremely stubborn, and hates when people tell her what she can or cannot do. Unless she's close to someone she comes off as cold or aloof, but when she truly cares she'll put herself in harm's way to protect others at a moment's notice. Due to a sheltered upbringing she has trouble relating to others, and opening up has always been a problem. Also thanks to her younger days she's relatively ignorant of the world and wants to see everything that was denied to her when was younger. She's crazy over women with long raven wing hair, and has no idea how to talk with them.

Devil Fruit:
Strengths-The Dendo-Dendo(Zap-Zap) Fruit Gives the user the ability to generate and fire red electricity from their body as well as manipulate all electrical fields, and electromagnetism from the surrounding area.

Weaknesses-
*The Dendo-Dendo Devil fruit is affected by standard Devil Fruit Weaknesses.
*Since the Devil Fruit's power is mainly electricity, it is powerless against insulators like glass, plastic, rubber, and wood.
*Due to the complexity of her devil fruit Abigail's control over her power is minimal and so far she's only capable of manipulating the electrical energy her body produces.
Techniques-
Dendo-Dendo Snake Abigail holds up her left hand and lets lose a blast of electricity.
Dendo-Dendo Python Abigail puts two hands together and lets loose a massive blast of electricity. It's several times more powerful than the Dendo-Dendo Snake, and drains her after use.
Dendo-Dendo Rattle Snake Abigail infuses something she's touching with electrical energy which causes bodily harm on contact. She usually uses this ability with her sword.
Dendo-Dendo Porcupine Abigail releases a burst of electricity that shoots out from all over her body with sparks travelling up to a foot away.

[User]
Asus was sure that the girl's father had nothing to worry about, and as such he used his appearance to split off from the rest of the crew. He still wanted to keep his DF powers a secret if possible after all, mainly for pranking reasons but also because he still wasn't one hundred percent sure he could trust them. He had no idea how successful how his attempts were so far, but if for some reason all ten hornets returned at once they would certainly find out.

As he walked through the village he came across a path heading into the woods. After making a small arrow out of pebbles pointing in the wood's direction as well as an A so they could tell it was his, so that if something happened the others at least had a chance to find him he decided to check them out.

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 10/50, dead hornets 0/50

[Assistant] Lenwood scanned the area, his eyes met several eyes that peeked through the window. "It seems they are here after all" He sighed from disbelief. Lenwood could feel a small bump near his leg, he encountered a small girl. Lenwood stared for a moment without uttering a single word, the girl seemed frightened but that wasn't Lenwood's intention after all. Lenwood tried to smile, "It's oka..." but his words were interrupted by Zypha's presence as she started to laugh. Lenwood shifted his attention to approaching Zypha, "Don't try to scare her, Zypha.". When Zypha ruffled the girls hair, Lenwood noticed the fear in her eyes disappeared. "I didn't know you're good with children" Lenwood teased. As soon as they finished talking, a group of people rushed out from their homes, retrieving the girl. The whole town was covered in fears, "We're not trying to do anything. We only want to resupply and trade. That's all." Lenwood tried to calm the situation down. He looked straight at Zypha, begging her to say few words to reassure the people.

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"I didn't know you're good with children." Lenwood teased Zypha, causing the young woman to give a little sigh on the inside. "Keep joking like that and I might punch your lights out." She thought, then the parents came out to protect their daughter, hugging her and begging for her to be spared. "Yep she defintely has it better than I did."

Zypha got off the ground and brushed the dirt off her pants as Lenwood tried to calm the people down. The he saw him panic and turn to face her his eyes pleading like a lost puppy. "You're kidding right? You're asking me to take care of this?" Zypha's face scrunched up in disbelief, then relaxed as she gave a long sigh, a huge puff of wind escaped her lungs.

Well there was only one way to go about this then...make a scene. "Took your asses long enough to show up, ya bunch of cowards!" She raised her voice for as much of the town as possible to hear. "Well at least one family has some guts," she grinned at the man and his daughter. "I see the look in your eyes and I know it all too well, you've given up and lost all hope it seems. Well fine, I don't give a crap what you guys do every time someone comes here to take advantage of ya, but one thing I can tell ya. You can either cower all ya want in your little hovels or you can all get to work and open up shop right now! So what's it gonna be? You gonna stay and home and let us just take whatever the heck we want or are you actually gonna give us some service and sell us your junk? Just one look around tells me you guys can't survive much more of people just taking whatever."

Zypha felt was if she had just given the worst and most stupid speech imaginable. It would have been easy pickings to just take whatever the heck they wanted but seeing that little girl, well it hit home to be sure. "Oh and if you're man enough to open shop don't try to jack up the prices cause I'll know! We need supplies: foodstuffs, water, medicine, some wood to reinforce the hull, anything else of use for a voyage. Now get to it or I'll just be rummaging around on my own for stuff!"

Yep, today she was a bit of an idiot.

[Assistant]
Abigail nodded. Seemed easy enough, or at least it seemed like it was going to be that much harder to do something that could be considered out of line. "Alrighty then." She gave the captain a short nod, not wanting to overdo it and started heading towards the village off in the distance, behind the other members of the crew.

She had traveled a few yards before she stopped and noticed a small trail leading off in a different direction. "Hmmm." She scratch the tip of her nose with her finger and thought about it. "There's probably a better variety of foodstuffs up in the village." She nodded as that made sense. "But supposing this leads to one of those little secret shops that are always being mentioned in all the adventure books that can't stay in the village proper because the owner gives everyone else the willies?" Her nose scratching got a little harder. "Maybe I'll find something really fresh or with special healing properties. I'm sure those things exist down a path like that." Her hand went down to her purse and she jingled it. "I've got some money left over from earlier so I'm sure there'll be enough to get something interesting and then head back to the village to get the actual supplies." She started down the path.

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The girl's smile got even wider as Zypha finished her speech. "You're...you're really nice!" She said to Lenwood and Zypha. Some people began to leave their houses, while others remained. Those who remained were still struck with fear. It was clear that these people had a lot of pirate troubles in the past. An old man came out, as well. He began to speak.

"Excuse me, pirates...I am the village elder. I am sorry to say...that we do not have many materials left. The Navy forces who were ordered by the World Government to protect our island, along with many pirates who came here in the past, have taken everything from us. When these Marines came, the pirates stopped terrorising our homes...but now, these Marines took advantage of the fact that this island is very far away from the Navy Headquarters. The Navy Captain abuses his power without the World Government to keep an eye on him, and makes us pay him 300 gold every week in order for him to protect us. We do receive trader's ships from time to time, but we have run low on supplies ourselves. Most of our gold, including other materials that we had is now within the Navy Base. It lies there, within the forest." The old man said, pointing at the path that led into the forest.

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As Asus headed down the path, he would see many trees on his left and right, seemingly without end. The forest was quite large, but the path was surprisingly well-maintained. As he headed further within, he would see five Marines in the distance, standing guard upon the path. They did not spot him yet.

"Oi, are those pirates gonna arrive now or what? They haven't even put the village on fire yet! I bet Rick was making that whole story up! There were never any pirates!" One of them shouted, yawning. He pulled out a flask of ale and drank from it. "Hey, you shouldn't drink! Captain's gunna kill us!" Another shouted. "Don't ya tell me what to do George! I'll do what I want!" The first Marine responded.

As Abigail appeared beside Asus, she ended up stepping on a branch that was on the ground. It made a loud snapping noise, and the Marines glanced over towards Asus and Abigail. "Pirates! Let's get em!" One of the Marines shouted. The five men drew their blades, and charged at Abigail and Asus in an orderly fashion, their blades at the ready.

[Assistant]
When the five marines were rushing at them Asus wondered why his spies hadn't informed him about the armed men. "Guess they either didn't look here yet or they don't consider five to be a large group, I might have to be more specific with my orders in the future."
He also wasted time by trying to decide if he should use Kamen which had a very good of blinding one marine or Tama which with five enemies had a reduced chance of taking any of them out. At no point did he consider doing nothing just to keep his abilities hidden from Abi. "Maybe in the future I can combine Kamen and Tama somehow."

In the end he decided that even if he did just hurt two of the Marines that was better than blinding only one of them. Beforehand though he made sure to order to attack the men in the white and blue uniforms to prevent them going after Abigail as well. "Bachi Bachi No Tama."

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Total number of hornets in Asus' body is 75. Number of hornets used for combat 50, hornets currently in use 30/50, dead hornets 0/50

[User]
Zypha uttered shocking words that took everyone's attention including Lenwood himself. Lenwood's eyes were opened wide because he was startled after hearing a somewhat decent speech from Zypha. Her speech's effect could be felt instantly as the little girl smiled in relief and mentioned that Zypha was a really nice person. "You're lucky kid.. You see a different side of her." He thought to himself while chuckling secretly so no one would notice him grinning, afraid to be marked as an insane person who laughed suddenly or seen by Zypha as a mockery. Anyway, Lenwood was satisfied with Zypha's effort. Some villagers began to head outside and left their homes, getting closer to the crowd while few decided to stay inside. Everything happened for a reason and the reason was explained by the village elder.

When the village elder spoke, Lenwood took a note on his mind for important information such as force tribute done by the marine. Also, few pirate crews in the past who landed on this island terrorized their village and took all of their supplies. Lenwood moved his finger to mid-air and did a few invisible scratch. With the help of his finger and the air, he tried to calculate in his mind and drew a plan. "What we need is to... stand on top of the food chain... That's it!" He clapped his hand together with an inspired expression. "We can take all the supplies back from the marines. After all, we're pirates! We won't take orders nor being restricted by the laws that bind the marines." Lenwood grinned. "Let's go, Zypha!" Lenwood rushed to the entrance of the forest. Should Zypha followed him, he would ask, "Should we believe in them? How if their story was a lie? What if there are no marines? Where's Abby, Satoru, and Asus anyway?".

[Assistant]
Somehow things turned out decently, it was a bonafied miracle really. Still not everything was peachy as they soon were told by the town that essentially, they didn't have didily squat because were a bunch of chumps who preferred to take advantage of the villagers rather than actually doing their job of protecting them. The marines had helped for a bit before they turned scum. Well that really much they could do, or so she thought but apparently her captain had other ideas.

"What we need is to... stand on top of the food chain... That's it! We can take all the supplies back from the marines. After all, we're pirates! We won't take orders nor being restricted by the laws that bind the marines." Zypha looked at Lenwood like he had lost his mind.

"You're joking right...captain...ah heck you're totally serious ain't ya." Lenwood was already on the move and calling out to her to come along. She gave an exasperated sign and shrugged. "Well what's a girl to do but keep his ass out of trouble." She waved goodbye to the villagers, especially the little girl, and charged after her captain who barraged her with several questions right after the other.

"The heck would I know about any of that? Still, just by looking at them I could tell they were telling the truth. You can get a feel for those kind of things after a while. If there are marines on this island, we better find the others before things get crazy."

[User]
"What?" Abigail blinked and turned her attention to the shouting marines that were hurrying for them. "Already, but how? We barely got together and haven't even had a chance to leave our mark, or even A mark." She frowned and her hand went down to her blade's handle. She pulled it out and got ready to charge when Asus started saying something. Is he a devil fruit user too, she thought to her self. It would be nice to know she wasn't the only one. For a moment she thought about showing her ability too, but decided against it. She'd happily tell the rest of the crew when they got back together but for the moment it might not be the best idea to show the world military what everyone was capable.

So she readied her blade and rushed towards the nearest marine. Technically this wasn't only her actual first battle it was the first time she'd be using a blade in front of another person. Yes, she's taken time to practice and read books on the subject but that wasn't the same thing, was it? Well, she'd learn soon enough.


[System]
Formal Wear:  (just the male)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Bender?: Yes
Bending Style: Earthbender
Personality: Kind, Gentle, Caring, and Formal
History: Li has a twin sister named Lei who, along with himself, were born into the Avatar Cycle. He looks out for his sister alot, he is only 10 minutes older then his sister and likes to act as the older sibling.
Other: Loves his sister.

Formal Wear:
Name: Lei Xiao-Ling
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Bender?: Yes
Bending Style: Earthbender
Personality: Tomboy, Laid-Back, Kind
History: Lei along with her twin brother Li,, was born into the Avatar Cycle. She is more laid back then her brother who is more proper. She dislikes most formal events "Woah woah woah hold on there creator! I just dislike the dresses! I love the events, there is always food!" -clears through- I mean she dislikes dresses, "Much better!" but her brother makes her wear them. "This is true."
Other: Loves her brother to pieces but hates when he throws out his proper mumbo jumbo.

Pets:
Aumaro(Male)

Raine (Female)

[User] Kailani exited the arena building and eventually managed to flag down a cab back to her apartment. As she entered her home, she sighed. She did not like this city living. She was used to the open polar fields and ice caps. She smiled as she looked inside her closet to find a dress. She would love to explore the Earth Kingdom more. Or maybe the Fire kingdom. She had heard about forests and would love to see trees towering above her. Not like the smaller park trees she had seen. Lani shook the thoughts from her head and began to dress. She always had loved flowing, fancy dresses, ever since she was little. It reminded her of water; they flowed and bend like a water stream. Lani stood and looked at herself in the mirror, smiling slightly. Now to find out where this party will be.

[Assistant]
-At the home of Mako and Bolin-

"Well here we are. We have a spot over there for when people arrive." Mako said as he pointed to an open area in the middle. "Let's see now where are those movies of mine?" Bolin said as he looked through a pile of stuff. Li look at Lei as Lei nodded and approached Mako " Excuse us Mako we have to go meditate" Lei said "Ok I understand" Mako said as Lei and Li went to the middle and got in a meditation position and shut their eyes.

-In the spirit world-

"Huh? Where are we?" Lei said as she looked around to see her surroundings "Li! Where are you? Li!" Lei called out as she looked around. "Lei?" said Li's voice from behind Lei "Li?" Lei said as she looked behind her to see Li. She ran up and hugged Li as Li gently pat her head. "Where are we?" Lei asked "I think we're in the spirit world, sis" Li replied "But how? We've meditated before, but we've never been here!" Lei said in confusion "It's just like father said, things happen for a reason, much like when people meet. They meet for a reason." Li said "Your father is a very wise man" said the voice of a woman. "It's true he has alot of wisdom" said the voice of an older man. Li and Lei looked behind them suddenly to see an old man and a waterbender woman with another woman with long black hair. "Who are you three?" Lei asked "No way, impossible. Li said in confusion "Who are they, Li?" Lei asked as Li pointed to the old man [/b]"Genral Iroh..."[/b] Li said as he pointed at the girl with long black hair "...Asami Sato.." Li said as he finally pointed to the waterbender girl "...and Avatar Korra." Li finished as Korra bowed in respect "It's a pleasure to meet the first twin avatars." Korra said. "But Mako said you guys went missing, well you and Asami that is." Lei said Well to be honest when we were at the party that night we decided to live in the spirit world" Asami said "You have a very long journy ahead of you both." Iroh said "However, the journey of you two must not be made alone, for danger is in the journey ahead." Iroh added.

-Back at the party-

"Everyone should be arriving shortly" Mako said "I can't find my movies! Bolin yelled. "Akito, Zakeo go quickly get into something more formal before the guests arrive." Mako said.

[User] Kailani quickly found the address of the pro-bending brothers and called a cab. She watched the buildings and roads pass by on the way there. The cab slowed to a halt, she perked up looking around. Lani quickly payed the driver and exited the vehicle. She approached the door, hesitating. She guessed she was nervous. Pushing those feelings aside she rang the doorbell.

[Assistant] Luta sighed figuring she should probably leave. She hated being early for things, especially if she was traveling there alone. She walked out of her appartment and whistled. Len came quick enough and she got on. It was a little more difficult in a dress to ride Len since she had to ride side saddle, but he was cheaper than a cap. She arrived at the Ferrit brother's place shortly after Lani had and ended up standing there kind of awkwardly with the other female waiting for someone to open the door. Suprisingly enough Jess and Dmetric arrived shortly after her by cab and she loosened up as bit. She wasn't really a party person and she didn't really enjoy formal clothes. So she was already feeling strange, then add on the strange female that was very obviously from one of the water tribes herself, and she was more than uncomfortable. However when her friends arrived she felt much better waiting for the door to be opened.

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Kailani turned and saw the team members of the Water Dragons. Nervous, Lani raised her hand and did a little wave.
"Hello... Um... Nice game." She sighed and slumped forward. "Sorry... I just moved here and you guys were my first pro-bending game." Lani smiled nervously.

[Assistant]
If being ignored wasn't the worst thing his father could do, it was these formal parties. Zakeo was a little bored, having thrown on hand-me downs that looked... ok at best. Yet as unhappy as they made him, he was elated to know those old videos were well hidden. His lips would remain sealed on their location, as if he'd never even heard up Nuktuk.

"So is that the chick who fell through the roof of the arena? And.. her brother? What's with the meditation?" Zakeo asked Akito, one of the few people in his family that would actually listen to him.

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"Yes Sir." Aki answered his father going to his old room when he lived here. He wondered hat type of people were gonna show up besides the Water Dragons. As he reached his old room he quickly opened his closet retrieving a very old fashioned fire nation formal attire. Aki actually liked the way it fitted him and how it looks formal but could be worn during combat.

After getting dressed Aki returned to a worried uncle in an easter egg hunt for his old tapes. Akito smirked whispering to himself. "I love you uncle but I won't allow you to torture our guess with those movies." Hiding them before leaving was the best idea he could ever think off. His quick planning saved generations of soon to come parties from his uncles movies.

After awhile Aki met up with his brother and noticed what looked like two earthbenders meditating. "Yeah I believe that is the chick who feel from the ceiling." He said looking closely at the girl. "She has a brother.....wait that's not the serious question that needs to be asked as of now what I need to be asking is why are they meditating...in the middle of the room no less?" Ski had a lot of questions which is odd cause he usually doesn't.

[Assistant]
"We are nearly there, you can put me down now!" Liang exclaimed and tried to get down from Gen's shoulder. "Seriously! Puuuut me down already!" Gen just walked forwards like he didn't even hear her while continuing a little conversation with Shin. "Well after that I joined the MP and all that... Nice work, don't really like the whole filing reports stuff, but it gets the bills paid. So, how's the healing gig been treating you?" The earthbender tilted his head a bit.

Shin shrugged his shoulders and placed his hands in the pockets of his jacket - he had lent it back from Liang just so he'd have atleast something that looked a bit more formal. "Well... It's... I've traveled a lot - seen places, met new people... Made some money on the side." The waterbender smirked and glanced around. "It's that building over there, right?" He inquired while pointing at the right place.

Liang's face went beat red again - there were other people outside - most likely other guests - and there she was, being carried around on the shoulder of a goofy earthbender like some ferret! "Gen! Let me down at this instant or there will be consequences!" The tall earthbender just rolled his eyes and smirked. "Well, if you say so." He more or less tossed the former firebender off from his shoulder.

After gathering herself from the ground and getting most of the dust form her coat Liang straightened up. "Ok, I could have thought my choice of words a bit better there..." The trio approached the gathered people - atleast some of whom Liang recognized as the Water Dragons from earlier. "Heyyy! You guys had a nice match!" She exclaimed with notable excitement and glanced at both of her former team mates while whispering "Ok, one more pose for old time's sakes..."

Gen rolled his eyes and did his best again to remain very dis-interested looking, still he couldn't keep a small smile away from his lips. "Gen Gan-Jin" He bowed his head slightly and obviously mentally prepared himself for the pose. Shin was smiling his very open and charming smile as he swept his hair away from his face with his left hand in a notably over dramatic and well rehearsed manner. "Shin Yu." He lowered his hands to his side and gave a quick glance to Liang who quickly adjusted the prosthetic arm to rest on her hip. "Liang Xian." All three took quick deep breaths, stepped back and made a team pose that was rather goofy, but kinda awesome at the same time while exclaiming "We are the Leaping Lion-Turtles!" They held the pose until Shin lost his balance and fell on Liang - who in turn bumped against Gen... and the trio came crashing down to the ground. They all burst in laughter while Liang did her best to politely ask Shin to get off of her from between fits of laughter.

[User]
-At the Ferret Brothers Home-

Mako perked up as he heard the doorbell being rung "People are here everyone finish getting ready!" Mako said as he began to walk to the door but was suddenly stopped by Bolin "But what about Li and Lei? They're still meditating" Bolin said [b]"Just give them time Bolin, they'll finish soon"[/b} Mako said as he walked over to open the door. Luta along with her team and an unknown girl(Lani) were standing in the doorway [b]"Welcome to the party, Water Dragons and..." Mako paused as he did not know the young girls name. Mako looked back as Akito and Zakeo asked why Li and Lei were meditating "They need to meditate in order to contact the spirit world." Mako said

-Meanwhile in the Spirit World-

"But we wont be alone, we have each other?" Lei said as Iroh slowly shook his head "Yeah I don't understand what you mean by what you said" Li said as Iroh sighed "A clouded mind is like clouded tea - both are bad for the stomach" Iroh said as Li and Lei both looked at each other confused. "Go back for now, you'll figure it out as time goes on" Korra said as her and Asami walked forward and hugged both of them "Say hi to Mako and Bolin for me Li" Asami said "Yeah tell Mako's kids as well as him and Bolin I said hi and that I wish I could have met them" Korra said to Li as they faded away and Li and Lei woke from their meditation.

-Back at the party(again)-

Li and Lei stood up as Mako was answering the door "Good thing we finished" Lei said as she nudged Li. Li walked up to Mako [b]"Mako I have a messege for you, Bolin and the kids"{/b} Li said as Mako turned around "Ok what's up?" Mako asked in confusion "Korra and Asami say hi and Korra says she wishes she could have met the kids" Li said as Mako smiled. Mako looked back as he saw Liang and the Leaping Lion-Turtles who had arrived. "Looks like we got some celebrities here. Alright let's get this party started!" Mako called out.


[System]
Appearance:

Joseph stands at 6 foot 4 and has a muscular physique. He has light blue eyes and brown hair.
Age: 19
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Personality:
As a young man, Joseph was incredibly hotheaded, impetuous, and confrontational. He was not very serious or focused and tended to fool around, but was shown to be incredibly savvy.
Bio:
Full

Abridged:
Joseph was born as the grandson of Jonathan Joestar and the son of Lisa Lisa, both prominent hamon users. He moved to New York at the age of 18 with his grandmother, Erina Joestar. While in New York, a good family friend, Speedwagon was reported as dead. Joseph began a search to find out what really happened to Speedwagon when he encountered, Straizo, an old family friend turned evil vampire. After a long chase and eventual battle, Joseph was informed of Speedwagons location before Straizo committed suicide.

Joseph travelled to Mexico, where he discovers Speedwagon being held captive in a secret nazi bunker. Joseph fails to stop the nazi's from awakening the first pillar man, Santana but defeats Santana with the help of the nazi officer, Stroheim who is mortally wounded in the process.

Joseph later meets the hamon user, Caeser Zeppeli who teaches him more about hamon and later has a small fight with three more pillar men, Kars, Esidisi and Wamuu. After talking them out of killing him, Caeser takes Joseph to meet his master, Lisa Lisa, who teaches them both much more about hamon.

Before his training was complete, Joseph fought and defeated Esidisi. Eventually the group travelled to Switzerland, where they met a cyborg Stroheim. After a small argument, Caeser stormed off to fight Wamuu alone. He wounds Wamuu but the fight ultimately results in his death.

Joseph later fought and defeated Wamuu at a chariot race battle, before having a long and drawn out fight with Kars which resulted in Joseph's presumed death and Kars being blown into space. Surprisingly enough, Joseph appeared at his own funeral a few weeks later, having been nursed back to health by Suzi Q, his newly wed wife.
Abilities:
(Taken from the JoJo wiki, will rewrite if you'd rather that)
HAMON BASED
* Hamon Hair Attack: Joseph infuses his Hamon into strands of hair to make them hard enough to block incoming projectiles. He used it to block bullets fired by Santana after ripping Stroheim's hair off.
* Overdrive: Much like any other overdrive, the technique sends a large pulse of Hamon through an object. During his fight with Esidisi, Joseph used it to send the Hamon through the thread of his hat and onto Esidisi's being.
* Zoom Punch： Similar to his grandfather's move, Joseph uses Hamon to extend his arm and strike opponents at a longer range.
* Hamon Overdrive: Joseph channels the hamon into his arm and does a powerful chop attack. This slowly transfers the hamon blast through the point hit, making it advance until blowing up. Joseph used it against Kars to cut off his saber and blow his arm.

AMERICAN CLACKERS

* Clacker Volley: Joseph chucks the clackers into his opponent's direction. This can be done a number of ways, but to produce the best effect, he can hide them behind his back. From there, he can slingshot them from his back at the enemy from all directions.
* Clacker Boomerang: Joseph chucks both pairs of clackers into a beam or pillar behind the opponent. This is in order to fool them into assuming he missed them when using Clacker Volley. One is thrown into the partition, causing one side of it to be lodged in place. The other side grabs onto the 2nd pair of clackers, and essentially flings them back towards the opponent from behind, much like a boomerang works.

STAND

Natural Ability

Universe of Origin: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure Part II: Battle Tendency

[User]
@sgteasy

 "Gra!" The small creature says, as he stumbles over his own feet. While his mind may of been fixed from the chibification, his body hadn't, and he still, once in a blue moon, acted like an oaf. However, Darven, when confronted, and called out, quickly moves forwards, exposing himself, sticking both arms into the air...a sign of submission, and of surrender.
 "Hey, hey..I'm no enemy...I'm a friend..well..unless you know who I am, and have some sort of problem with me..but..I'm sure we could talk that out.." He says. The small reptile scurries to his feet, and scoffs.
 "And I don't think you should draw your weapon, unless you inte-" The creature starts, before Darven covers his mouth with his hands.
"Shut up you, you're going to get us both ki-" Darven starts, before the reptile bites his hands, taking out both of them, leaving Darven with two stumps at his wrists.
 "Touch me again, and I swear, even the terrifying being in the golden armor won't save you, devil!" The Reptile hisses, obviously not at ALL a fan of Darven......But Darven seems very unphazed by this, as via his magic, he is able to quickly regrow his hands in a matter of moments..but this leaves him very, very, visibly drained.
 "Yea...yea...." Darven says.

[Assistant]
Starscream:
@Absolis@Savato

From his hiding spot, Starscream watched as his benefactor was terminated. This mission was now foiled, and his plot was put on standstill for thee foreseeable future. Perhaps he could go back to the conquerors and demand a less defective member for backup? This whole turn of events left him feeling rather cheated. So much for their touted strength.

Well, might as well make something out of the mess that had transpired. Aiming his null ray at the small being that had aided Grimlock (Cyanno). The blast would seemingly come out of nowhere, and he wasn't about to stick around for them to find him. His cloak deactivated as the blast hit the target, and they would see him transform and take off at incredible speeds. The famous Starscream retreat plan.

Following the remaining drone through the ruined cityscape, Starscream made sure he wouldn't be left behind. Seeing it open some kind of portal, he increased his speed. He wasn't about to be left behind with some obviously dangerous enemy power. He just barely managed to slip through the portal as it closed.

[User]
Vengeance at Arcadia-2

Erupting from the ground and finding no gore coating his body and drills, Megalon was confused before pain and rage completely overtook his thought process when the acid bath came down upon him and started to melt his organic parts and corrode his cybernetics; fortunately his instinct was quick enough to use his nigh-indestructible drills to cover his face, keeping his vision from being compromised. The two Hybrids could see that while the acid wasn't quite as effective as they had both hoped, the rather telling dent on Megalon's lower left side confirms that the beetle's exoskeleton wasn't as hard as Anguirus' shell. As Megalon smoldered, sections of his exoskeleton suddenly fold out and open before steam violently sprays out of them with a high-pitched whine not unlike a train's steam boiler would make. When Megalon stops using his drills to cover his face, the two would be greeted to what looks like the inside of a Blast Furnace behind his mandibles a moment before a high-speed gout of superheated plasma explodes out of his maw and straight towards Godzilla and Biollante's feet; they had little time to question why the beetle would aim down instead of the center of mass, but the extreme heat; hot enough to near-instantly evaporate the acid coating Megalon just from mere convection would mean that he didn't need to be so precise to do severe damage, as evidenced when the asphalt next to them flash-boils, causing it to explode and spray molten material everywhere like shrapnel. Should the both of them dodge, Megalon will direct his plasmic fire towards the object of his undying hatred: Godzilla.

Conqueror's Camp

Nonchalantly dodging Satsuki's sailing form with the barest minimum of movement, Gigan clicks his metallic beak out of frustration towards both the Conquerors and himself for letting such a security breach take place. Seeking to prevent the fool from escaping and hoping to get a piece of him, literally; Gigan swiftly made his way towards the intruder, only to slow down his pace to a casual stroll when he saw him get telekinetically restrained by the Cyborg psychic. One would think that something like this would make the assassin lax, but it only made him ever more alert... He can never be too sure unless the intruder was bereft of all attempts at escaping.

[Assistant]
slime @Lmpkio @Wraithblade6

 ".......Hehehehehehehe..." The Ape Hag chuckles, as she begins to simply spin a finger, round and round. She holds it up for the troopers around her to see, and those around them of pure blood could feel something....it was slow at first, but their eyes...they began to feel an immense pain in their eyes, as something happened. It grew, and their vision left them within nearly the same moment, the poor troopers being neither magic resistant, nor strong enough of will to stop what is happening to them. Maybe one of them figures it out, and goes to shoot her, but it would be all to late...after a few more moments, the eyes of the pure troopers would explode, their blood being pulled though their eyes, out of their bodies. As one of the impure went to shoot her, the hag simply grabbed one of the dying troopers, and used him a shield, her apperent age not hindering her movements at all....and what she did next, would most likely shock, and almost amaze all near by. The blood flowing from the dead troopers surrounds her, giving her an almost vampiric look, as with a snap, the blood vanishes, being sent to the infernal realm as payment for her spells.....Which, was, Bleed.
 Gigan, Star Killer, and several near by troopers could feel as organic parts of their bodies suffered long, painful wounds that caused them to bleed heavily. They'd not die within moments, Star Killer, or Gigan, but the same couldn't be said for the only human troopers, who would most likely bleed out quickly in their white suits, unless a magical healer was near by......And this, was her chance. Quickly, she ran, being rather fleet of foot away from the base, and towards the wilderness of the world near by, running as fast as she could manage, which was above that of the normal human..but most likely, not enough. She was hoping the strange man would distract them....she was praying for it, with all her mind, and heart...and, someone answered.
 Mithias felt it, his strength bolstered for the moment, and a super natural courage ATTEMPTING to fill him, and failing. It was if a spell was attempting to prevent him from fleeing, and rather, have him stay and fight. A ploy by Roshan, to give his spy some cover..which, due to in part Mithias's own mental strength, and the aid of something else, fails.

[User]
Conqueror's Camp

Suddenly coughing out blood, black and oily, Gigan wondered what was happening to him before the agony suddenly set in, it wasn't the worst pain he had experienced; but it was quite enough to make him sink to one knee from the pain. At first, he didn't know who or what did this to him and it filled him with grave concern regarding his own chances at the coming war, but then he heard several rapid footsteps going away from the camp and instantly knew what was going on. With a furious metallic screech, his visor glowed with a bright crimson light and turning his head towards the escapee, the Assassin fires a high-intensity laser beam at the Ape. Due to the pain and internal bleeding however, his aim was a bit off; turning what was supposed to be a killing blow into a maiming one.

[Assistant]
Keith

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@dirty slime@lmpkio

 Keith was about to bound into action, however his new found allies seemed to have it well under control. So for the moment, he simply disappeared into the shadows. However, if mitthias were to get free from starkillers force choke, Keith would bound out of the shadows and restrain him. Most likely by removing his feet at the ankles.

[User]
Cyano Conablum

---

 Cyano made short work of the hulkbuster, and finished ripping off its last limb about the same time that Eto had finished ripping ultron apart. Huh, looks like she would have some fun when they got back home.

"Hey, Eto. If that things disabled, toss the head here so I can get his AI hooked in. Gonna need to put him in something to make sure he doesn't run out on us."

 As Cyano started walking towards Eto, she would hear a noise, then feel something dissipate throughout her clothes. Some kind of beam or something. Cyano turned around to see what had shot her, only to find the jet that she had ordered shot down flying off into the distance. So that was that starscream fellow. Well, it didn't matter. He would be hers sooner or later.

 Cyano took a couple of shots at the retreating ultron bots. She hit one, but the rest she wasn't really trying for. They could go back to their masters for all she cared. They wouldn't do them any good in the grand scheme of things.

[Assistant]
Joseph Joestar - Arcadia 2

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Joseph listened as, Ryu explained the situation and introduced himself. He found himself getting more confused as the conversation went on, alternate dimensions? What was this, a comic book? Nevertheless, he gripped Ryu's hand and gave him a firm handshake before beginning to speak again.
"Suzie Q is my wife! I was fixing a blasted TV for her when I fell through it and ended up here. Now, could you explain this dimension mumbo jumbo? I'd love to join your merry band of adventurers-" He was cut off by the loud quakes and booms of the Gojira fight. A grin grew on his face. "That doesn't happen to be one of your friends making that noise is it?" He joked, not knowing the truth.


[System]
Age
20

Race
Stock-Standard-Human

Class
Sorcerer
Clockwork Soul

Level
2

Background
Sage [Astronomer and Mathematician]

Personality
Zavakri is an eccentric woman. She is occupied by obsessive compulsions and nervous tics that render her a difficult person to directly engage with in a meaningful manner. She desires cleanliness and hygienic well-being, as well as order and logic to the structure and organization of things. Things being crooked really bother her, to put it succinctly, and she can't quite stop herself from trying to straighten things up.

She has a queer sense of humor. Amusement is seemingly found in all things, especially things that work out Just Right or Just So.

Above all else the woman is a curious bundle of nerves; She is simultaneously willing to open Schrodinger's Box whilst being terrified of what might be inside of it.

There had been an argument. Zavakri could remember having it. She could remember seeing her sister's face; eyes full of tears and that lip twitching with youthful petulance. The worst part is, Zavakri could remember her own cruelty...

"I don't care what you want, Tara! I only brought you along because mum said I had to look out for you!"

These words had a profound affect upon the young girl known as Detara. Her face scrunched up. The tears fell. Her small hands curled into grubby fists. A deep breath filled her cheeks, before she yelled back into Zavakri's own stubborn indignance;

"If you don't care what I want, I don't care about you!"

A classic child's tantrum tactic, well executed and expertly crafted. Detara was good at this 'being a younger sister' thing; it came to her naturally from birth. This had meant that for nearly eight years she had plagued Zavakri's own social efforts and parental needs- but it had all come to a head today, with a split vote on what to do at the Carnival. Detara had a wondrous solution to their seeming incapability to resolve their differences; she turned, shut her eyes, and sprinted into the crowd.

Leaving Zavakri stunned and gazing after her. In a few more seconds the world came crashing down and she realized that her Older Sister Duty was to chase after her, and so logical pathing set in.

Hours passed. The day passed. The sun began to set. She found herself alone at the entrance to the Carnival. She was hopeless, looking around in a manner best described as 'frantic' for any sign of her wayward sister. The carnival only came once every eight years- so far that was once in her lifetime!- and Detara had thoroughly secreted herself away in the crowd.

Zavakri needed help. She turned and accidentally bumped into two important-seeming Elves who had come to wave away the last of the guests. She lifted her face to them, enthralled in wonder by their visages. She asked if they knew where her sister was.

"Silly little screeching cricket," said Witch. "You forgot to buy a ticket."

"The carnival goes round and round," said Light. "The multiverse is our playground. Nothing's free and nothing's lost. Every visit has its cost."

---

Order. The world needed Order. The world needed Logic. The world needed a Foundation. Zavakri was a sinking girl with nowhere to plant her feet. No ropes to grab hold of. No ladders to climb. The weight of a lost sister forever on her shoulders. Depression claimed her. Absconded with the rest of her childhood and and waged a strong war against her lesser teenage years.

Nothing made any sense. The world was a hopeless spiral of guilt and shame. Nothing held her interest- certainly not the family farmstead, of which she was now the sole daughter of the lot and therefor the one tasked with assisting the mother with cleaning and cooking. Days blurred into weeks which blended into months which faded into forgotten years.

Until one day something clicked. It all started with a bump on the head. More precisely, a thrown apple. An apple thrown by a boy. A cute boy. A boy who was feeling brave today.

---

Zavakri had been sitting at the riverside, contemplating absolutely nothing and dreading absolutely everything, as she idled beside a laundry basket that desperately needed her attention. Three brothers and an uncle sharing the farmstead meant there was always plenty of cleaning to do, and never enough energy to contemplate the best order to do it all in. Which meant she had to trudge through inefficient cleaning methods and tasks, which only further spiraled her into her depressive state.

She sighed. Dramatically, mind you. A proper dejection. Then she leaned forward onto her knees and braced her elbows upon them, servicing her head with a platform of her hands as she rocked forward to stare down into the waters. It was a good, deep, existential crisis. Until the apple hit her upon the head.

It collided with her squarely. A proper throw, from an athletically inclined arm. She yelped, eyes wide, and watched the reflection of the apple as it arced through the air-

Let Apple equal X. Parabolic function presented, X moving at V of...Account for air resistance, coefficient F
d
...Let Hand, right, move to position coordinate X,Y,Z...

And swiftly snatched it out of the air with her right hand as her left rose slowly to rub at the soreness of the back of her head. It was a boyish method, to be sure, but it had accomplished its task. Zavakri lifted her eyes in what felt like the first time in her life.

And to top it all off, there was the spark of magic in the air.

---

"Do you see that, Rirvudd?" She whispered it quietly to the young man beside her. He was maybe a year older than her, and by now she herself was a woman of eighteen- and both yearned for more than the simple village they called home.

"Aye." He whispered back, smirking. "Though you'll have to explain it to me. I don't quite know what it is I'm seeing." It was easy bait, he knew she'd bite- he just liked listening to her ramble. And ramble she did;

It was a star- or perhaps a planet- maybe an asteroid?- It was impossible to tell with the naked eye, but from how Zavakri talked you wouldn't have known that. They were outside the village, high atop a nearby hill where they had an unobstructed view of the night sky. She waxed and waned about it all, clutching in her hands a quill and parchment- both well used by now. The quill's feather had practically withered away, whereas the parchment was meticulously filled with painstaking notes of astronomic geography. A detailed and thorough star map, gracefully and lovingly drawn by Zavakri herself.

After a polite amount of her torrential musings, Rirvudd cleared his throat and caught her eye.

"You can't avoid the festival every year, Kri." He said softly. Already the girl had tensed up and looked away, but he'd already tread upon the landmine. "Lliira's Night is a night of joy, dancing, fun-"

"I can't." She said quietly. "You know I can't, Riri, you know I can't." Despite her closed off physicality- her arms having dropped their possessions and fled to the safety of hugging her own torso- and visibly shaken nature, Rirvudd can be applauded for his boyish bravery for wrapping his arm around her and pulling her close. She accepted his offer of warmth and leaned her head upon his shoulder.

"...I would like to." she added, softly. "But I just can't. The music- the dancing- it reminds me of Tara. If I'd just-"

Rirvudd was ready for this. He wasn't about to let her do this to herself again.

"Baldur's Gate. It has an Astrolabe, right?"

"Well, a big city like that'd have a Planisphere, dioptra, an astrolabe-"

"You know what I mean. It'd have a proper facility for doing all this, right?"

"Well, yes. I suppose it would."

"Then come with me. To Baldur's Gate. Father said I was old enough to handle the Market trips. You and I both know that without you I'd be lost on the economics of it all, anyway, and end up costing the village some silver. Or, maybe, if you don't go with me I'd see a pretty skirt or two and lose my hea-"

Before he could conclude himself, Zavakri rolled her eyes and shoved him. He toppled over as if she'd pricked a balloon and tossed it aside. She crossed her legs and stared at him, leaning back against the rock they'd made their small camp against.

"You? Chasing skirts? Riri, you'd only be running because I'd be behind you about to tear that stupid beard off your face for even trying."

She stood up, her hands moving in the air-

Light is merely a visible interference on the electromagnetic spectrum...Light move in waves, waves have frequencies, frequencies have patterns, patterns are formulae...Let Light equal X, let wave length...

-And suddenly her hairband was glowing faintly, illuminating the area around them in a soft light.

"Of course I'll go with you. Now stand up and dance with me, you stupid boy, before I change my mind."

He would have been truly foolish not to take her outstretched hand. As it turns out, her rhythm was impeccable- though she did lack in style.

---

Zavakri arrived in Baldur's Gate sopping wet and cradling her work fervently in her arms like a mother would a sick babe. A storm had rolled in, ruined a portion of the harvest they'd come to sell, and forced Zavakri and Rirvudd to take shelter in a traveler's inn for several days before Zavakri managed to pry herself away from her lover. A storm could no longer delay her. A storm could no longer risk her timing.

She'd made sure of it. After their first few trips to Baldur's Gate, Zavakri's guidance and studies of the Markets coupled with Rirvudd's ability to talk a bird out of its feathers had resulted in the purchase of a low quality telescope. A low quality telescope had afforded Zavakri an infinite amount of study and furthering of her notes.

Her notes were now something precious indeed, and unless she was wrong- The math was there, it added up, it could not be wrong! The math is never wrong!- there was something very special happening indeed. She ran through the streets, her hood heavy with the rain but of that rustic farm quality that expects such burdens and thus still serviceable and safe to be wearing.

To her own senses, her footfalls felt like lightning and the echo of her steps rolled like the thunder. Haste was of the essence. It was happening tonight, and if she could prove it there's no way they'd turn her away this time!

Every trip she'd approach the sages of Baldur's Gate with her studies and findings only to be refuted and turned away or otherwise doubted by those with more practical education and study than her- prejudice against the plain peasant girl as brazen as a bull within the higher tier educated society of the big city.

Every trip she swore she'd return with more knowledge and more passion until one day she'd truly amaze them.

Turns out this was the trip, she was right.

The Garden had shifted in its orbit a fraction of a degree! The implications of such a thing-

While to the rest of us this may seem absolutely inconsequential and ludicrously infinitesimal, to those who watch the sky for a living such a claim has centuries of interest baked into it. For it to have been noticed by Zavakri of all people?

Why, it earned her a job. Doing exactly what she spent all those years on a hilltop doing for free, she was now to be paid and lauded for.

---

A year passed, her spirits higher than ever- but her mannerisms all the more eccentric. She and Rirvudd were engaged now, but their work kept them separate for much time. She was often required to keep an eye on some such thing in the stars, and his work had grown under her advisement from simple village merchant into that of a fledgling caravanner. Things were looking up for them.

It is perhaps unfortunate that the two had lost track of time in their joy. Rirvudd was away on a trip to Waterdeep when the news came and took Zavakri by storm; The Witchlight Carnival was returning. Her world shook, fractures appearing in the stable foundation of her life.

She'd never sought adventure before. Danger was something that happened to other people- her career was built on all the action happening an incomprehensible distance away!... but she had to go back. Curiosity had always been her greatest strength, and greatest weakness. She had to find out what had become of Detara.

She'd only been as certain of one other thing in her life.

Stat Generation
Rolled That 4d6 And Lived With It.

[User]
G A B R I E L

"Oh shi-" raising his weapon, Gabriel deftly deflected the hit with his blade however the duelist bit his tongue with a pained wince as the force behind the bugbears attack was crushing. He spun on his heel backwards from his opponent, with a wide grin on his face and chuckled "En garde, then." it wasn't a fight to the death thus the riposte the swordsman struck was instead masterfully directed to the bugbears shield arm, in a moment where the swordsman saw an opportunity when Brutrumukk dropped his guard.

Suddenly the shield flew to the side as the swordsman glanced a blow off the bugbears arm causing him to release it. Then he held the point of the rapier to his opponents chest. The duel was concluded.

[Assistant]
Brutrumukk

Though his opponent thought the duel was over simply because he'd lost his shield, Brutrumukk still had his weapon and was having far too much fun to stop just yet. The bugbear swung his morningstar and deflected the rapier's point away from his chest. This allowed the fight to continue on for a little while longer, until finally Brutrumukk's weapon was also knocked away. Then and only then did he concede the duel. A grin came to Brutrumukk's face as his rage cooled. Once it had subsided completely, the bugbear let loose a thunderous laugh and gave his opponent an congratulatory slap on the back. "Good fight, mate!" Brutrumukk exclaimed happily. "Let's do it again sometime!"

[User] "Oh, good. Nobody died." Zavakri muttered under her breath as she clapped politely, as if witnessing a pageant.


[System]
Male
Looks about 30
Appearance
6'0"
Pale white skin.
White irises. Edges around his eyes are naturally often dark. Giving him the appearance of having eyeliner.
Messy slightly below shoulder length wavy white hair. Long bangs that often get in his eyes. Two engraved cylindrical medium length silver hair beads, one on the right side of his hair and one on the back left.
Silver feather dangle earring on his left ear lobe.
Left hand's fingernails are pointed and sharp

Faux golden mink fur double breasted coat. Length goes down to his mid thigh. Brown horn buttons. Brown silk liner.
Black with white polka dots pattern wool fringed scarf worn draped around the back of his neck under his coat. Loosely tied into a knot low right below his chest.
Various loose fitting polo or aloha/bowling shirts.
Gold 22" 10mm cuban link chain necklace.
White ribbed tank top undershirt.
Gold Rolex Datejust 36mm with a white dial and jubilee bracelet.
Silver band thumb ring, silver pinkie finger signet ring with a X engraved on the front. Gold pointer finger ring with a inlaid diamond. All on his left hand
Plain black leather dress glove with a white X on the palm on his right hand.
Silver 12mm cuban link chain id tag style bracelet on his right wrist
Black dress pants.
Black leather western style belt with an silver buckle and furnishings. Usually has a black embossed leather revolver holster on the right side.
Black leather cowboy boots with snip toe caps and floral stitching. Pant legs worn over the boot shaft.
Or
Various Air Jordan 5 sneakers.
White crew socks.

Hair
A bit longer in the back

Nemo is often considered a Mana-fiend among other terms. Someone who can feed off of mana itself for energy. He has a innate control over mana and mastery with absorption focused spells. Being able to drain other Talent's mana reserves to refill his own. With more advanced spells Nemo can even harness the natural mana found in the world for himself in a pinch.
While most Talents are able to increase their maximum mana pool by training. Nemo sadly lacks this ability. But makes up for it by being able to permanently increase his pool by fully draining mana from living beings and certain objects. Fully draining a magic user can also sometimes give Nemo the ability to use some of their spells.
An added bonus of consuming mana is that it makes him immune to aging.

All of his mana must be put to some sort of worthy use, and Nemo does so by specializing in highly destructive spells and traps. Often using an "X" shape motif. He also utilizes summoning magic circle relay rings. When a magic projectile passes through them, it increases in speed and power. Relay rings can also be chained together like a railgun to devastating effect.

Nemo triggers most of his attacks from the X shaped rune on the palm of his glove.

At times Nemo also has a affinity for fine custom weaponry instead of spells. Utilizing rifles, knives, and his trademark revolvers with specialized ammo to conserve his mana.

Nemo is fond of the dark and the cold. He sees and reacts better in darker places with his white nocturnal-like eyes. However as a drawback he often becomes irritated and uncomfortable in bright or hot areas.

While his actual age is a mystery, it is said that at a young age Nemo was shunned by all of the leading magic organizations for his unpredictable abilities and attributes. Being an orphan, Nemo was left to fend for himself in the world. His abilities were the only thing he had at a young age, realizing that most people were afraid of his style of spells. Nemo found that resorting to force to get what he needed was usually the only option that worked.

As his control over his abilities grew he began to get more involved with the magic underground. Nemo began to take advantage of his anti-mana magic to make a name for himself as a effective assassin against other fellow magic users. He did this as a means to both further his own power and take revenge against the magic community for it's treatment of him.

As Nemo's notoriety grew, the magic factions that once rejected him began to take notice. However not in the way he once wanted. Nemo began to become a problem for them, something that reached a climax when he executed a pair of Catholic Magi while on a armored transport mission.

The Church had let him grow unchecked for too long. To solve the problem they set an ambush up for Nemo with a group of Grand-Magi and a entourage of his students. A fight occurred between the two, ending with Nemo's capture. But not before the group of mages suffered great causalities, including their leader.

After the encounter Nemo was locked up deep in a pitch black cell within a dungeon located under the Vatican. There he lies in wait, feeding off of the small amount of mana rationed to him and wondering how long it will take before he is set free.

Despite it all Nemo often comes off as a rather chipper carefree individual, something that is often seems sinister while fighting instead. Nemo is often unstable, his polite and charismatic outer attitude sheds to his more psychotic inner shell while angered.
Nemo has a fascination with all things visual. Taking great pride with his work and considering the battles he partakes in as art. Aiming to make them as aesthetically impressive as he can.
He's also a collector, coming off as borderline greedy in some cases. He'll try to obtain anything he finds visually appealing. Nemo becomes highly irritated when his possessions are sullied. Thankfully he can often repair them.
Going hand in hand with his knack for collecting, he also takes great joy in eating. Being able to consume a very large amount of food and eat just about anything.

5.5 inch single action revolver.
3.5 inch birds head handle single action revolver.
Bolt action hunting rifles.
Balisong knives

[User]
"Time to finally live up the title of Devourer." Nemo mused after he fired off the two blasts. He immediately charged a spell up in his bandaged palm. It manifested in the form of a festering black orb. He crouched down and slammed it to the floor of the ring as the two Tsukihi's rushed him. It quickly sprawled out like spilled black ink into a intricate magic circle on the ring in a short area around him. While most of it couldn't be made out, it could be seen that Nemo was standing in the middle of a large magic X that encompassed the whole circle.

For a second it seemed that Nemo had almost given up and was about to to take both attacks for the team. But the rather sinister smile on his face gave a hint that wasn't the case. As soon as Tsukihi and her clone came into range the circle briefly lit up and two peculiar sounds were emitted; a quick energy charge type noise followed by a shattering break. Almost like the spell itself had exploded with a bang. It caused a displacement in the air around it's range, the floor of the ring cracked and any metal below twisted and grinded.

The real virtue of the spell could be observed to anyone with a keen sense for mana. One of the Tsukihi's-the clone-was quickly torn to shreds and faded away towards Nemo. The only Tsukihi left was effected as well, most of her mana was immediately and violently ripped from her. With the clone out of the way Nemo was easily able to focus his energy on countering. Especially considering he strangely just received a considerable amount of mana back to his reserves from the spell he just used.

The Tsukihi attacking from the air at his head was the only one left. Nemo ducked under her to evade and slammed his open palm into her torso. He attacked her by resonating his raw mana energy out of his palm and into her body. It propelled her upwards towards the ceiling. Nemo followed up by shooting a magic blast upwards towards Tsukihi as she ascended. It didn't hit her, but instead sped past her and hit the ceiling, engraving an X shaped rune on it. Nemo outstretched his arms and fell backwards in a trust-fall like way. Just before he hit the floor he faded away into a distortion like effect and emerged out from the rune on the ceiling. Nemo twisted himself around and faced Tsukihi just as she reached her arc. He latched onto her from behind with a firm grip and caused them both to spiral into a head dive back to the floor of the ring. They accelerated quickly on the way down, spinning quite fast and emitting white magic trail as well. Nemo rolled out just before they collided, causing Tsukihi to take the hit right to her neck and back like an atomic powerbomb from hell.

The last thing that could be heard before Nemo finished his Izuna drop (and the fight) was his adrenaline filled laugh on the way down.

[Assistant]
Manaegis made from Manalloy was a robust material. Manalloy, being resistant and repellant to physical materials, also extended to water. In fact, Felix could have walked on the water without enchanting his sabatons with an extra layer of mana. Water like every other physical substance, is naturally repelled by manalloy. The problem is that, with water being so easily displaced by other physical objects, and gravity pushing down upon the manaegis, it made it extremely difficult to balance. Felix had tried this years ago when first developing manaegis. Felix had only his sabatons equipped during this time, and he found himself instantly upside down fully submerged in water. If he had not dispelled his sabatons from his feet all those years ago, he would have surely drowned. This was different in a full suit of manaegis. If Felix were to step out in full manaegis without a mana enchanted outer-coating, he would instantly loose his balance and fall on the water as if it were a solid platform of slippery-wet ice. And as he would try to get back up, he would continue falling every which way like a bouncy ball, and it would surely look abysmal, depressing, and perhaps a bit funny to all who would watch the spectacle. However, Felix used an outward balance mana enchanted coating to keep himself balanced on the water. The coating automatically applied adjusted force in real time to keep the user upright. This small, otherwise useless spell, was developed by Felix specifically for his manaegis.

Because of a mixture of manalloy's flawless structure, and repellent nature to all things physical, there was no small microscopic nooks for water to get in. This fact mixed with the fact that solids are repelled equally as much as liquids meant that ice could never adhere to the surface of a suit of manaegis. The only possible way to freeze a manaegis would be to fully submerge the armor in a large basin of water and then freeze that water; effectively freezing the armor in a large chunk of ice. This meant, that when the water blasted forth from the raft and landed on Felix, as it froze, the chunks of ice slowly dripped off of him because the ice had nothing to adhere to. Additionally, as the river froze, the would-be icy grasp that could have rooted him there could not find any hold on the perfect material, and thus he simply stepped out of a frozen imprint of the bottom of his sabatons. Knowing that solid ice had very little friction, Felix discarded his previous enchantment spell on his boots for a different one. This enchantment created a small gripping force between his sabatons and the ice to keep him from slipping.

Felix then activated his manalysis and felt the man's mana-wave signature, attuning himself to the movement of the mana-waves rather than relying on his other senses for the combat. Instantly Felix knew the was striking towards his chest with his two blades. Analyzing the blades, he could tell they were normal physical material, thus not able to damage his manaegis. So, Felix allowed the attack to connect, as well as the additional jabs and slashes that came after. The attacks did little to nothing, and as with the nature of manalloy, the manaegis was still sparkling in perfect condition.

Felix looked the man up and down, and noticed the swords looked special. As if they were handcrafted by an artisan for Artos himself. With this in mind, Felix conjured up a manaegis sword, making the blade thick and blunt; as opposed to his atomic sized blade edge, so as not to damage Artos' swords.

"I really don't want to fight you, I am here to recruit you to save the world from its many inevitable ends. But if the way you talk is through your swords, then so be it." Felix declared. Then he launched himself in a lightning fast manner that he could only attain in manaegis, and did a diagonal slash at his legs hoping to knock him off ballance and subdue him.

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Tsukihi was knocked cold by the powerbomb, but still alive.

Watching this whole spectacle sobered Raiya up all the more.

Raiya returned to the ring with a scowl on her face, as she hurriedly attended to the wounded Tsukihi. Good, she's still breathing. She just got knocked cold.

Raiya stood up and addressed the white haired man who was by all accounts the winner of this bout. The spells he used, and the mana signature that his aura gave off. There was no doubt about it, this was Nemo Smiley. Raiya's expression grew even more annoyed.

"You should be in Mamertine Prison, wasting away for the rest of your days." Raiya pondered out loud.

There was something about this picture that did not sit quite right with Raiya, but with the alcohol still very much clouding her thought process, she couldn't put the pieces of hte puzzle together.

[User]
Nemo's positive expression as he took in the fresh victory air quickly dissipated after Raiya's response. "Did I not entertain you?" He asked, looking a little hurt. However this quickly turned to a brief chuckle. "No matter, no matter. We've only just begun." He added.

"Maybe I should, but alas, it appears that's not how the cards fell isn't it?... It's a lovely world we live in." He commented.

"But hey," He started, making the gesture of smacking her shoulder despite the distance. "At least you can say I'm not as bad as they say, right? I've heard people say terrible things about me. And you... you were what? Like..." He scratched his head, "eleven at the time?" He used his hand to try to downsize her height to what he expected her to be in the past.


[System]
Age: 15 (and three quarters!)

Physical Appearance:

Typically wears a somewhat ragged lab coat, and always wears a gas mask when committing crimes to retain his identity. His hair is dark brown, along with his eyes, providing a sharp contrast to his pale skin. His voice is somewhat whiny, and his weak musculature and compulsiveness make it clear that he is not a physical fighter. He has a New York accent that is more annoying than it should have any right being.

Personality:
Vito is not what most would think of when they think of the title 'Mad Scientist.' He isn't a big fan of the whole theatrical aspect of mad science, doesn't burst into laughter at the slightest provocation, and he certainly isn't deranged. He is, however, a very cold person. Vito places most of his value and self-worth on his efficiency and low cost, trying to exemplify his quantity-over-quality outlook on life. He does not value things such as honor, and would gladly do the most depraved and degrading actions if it gave him even the slightest benefit. This lack of values has put him at odds with the more morally-upright classmates of his, but he really doesn't care too much.

Despite having a lack of honor, it would be incorrect to say that there are no good qualities the Vito has. When it comes to his business, he always keeps to the intention of his buyer rather than the word, and he puts in a great deal of effort to make sure that his clients are happy with the final product. While loyalty is not something he exemplifies more than the average villain, he rarely sells out or betrays allies, if only because they present long-term benefits. Should an ally become a friend, they'll see that Vito is much more willing to do favors for free and will go to lengths to prevent harm coming to them.

Bio:
Born to an Italian family in the Bronx, Vito never experienced a vast degree of wealth. He was an only child of a single mother, his father having run away to New Mexico and evading child services. Despite this, his life wasn't a bad one – his mother worked hard to keep their apartment and food on the table, and while he didn't have many luxuries, Vito's mother was quick to feed his love for Robotics.

Vito discovered his talent when he successfully created an animatronic bird at the age of 7 (the design that would later inspire the Hummingbird unit). From then on, much of the Veltroni family's meager income was spent on textbooks, parts, and eventually a computer. Unlike many supervillains, his schoolmates never discriminated him or assaulted him – even when he wore clothes from the thrift store since that was all he could afford.

The years passed on, and Vito eventually went into homeschooling – he took online classes and before he knew it, he had graduated from college with a doctorate in Mechanical Engineering. That year he had a good 13th birthday. A year after graduating college, Vito's mother was hit by a car, breaking many of her bones and sending her into a coma.

Vito struggled to try and make ends meet legally, mostly selling his recently designed Hummingbird units as drones to whoever was willing to pay. Eventually, he couldn't keep up with rent and turned towards more lucrative, less legal employment. He began to sell his drones to gangs, eventually creating the Sparrow when they offered him three grand for a more combat-capable robot.

When the Sparrows proved their worth, one of the higher ranking members in a gang Vito worked with informed him of Blackwood High, and the money that he could make if he learned new tricks and better designs. After convincing the hospital his mother was in to relocate her to River City, Vito Veltroni became enrolled in the Blackwood High Mad Scientist program.

Major: Mad Scientist/Information Broker.

Classification: Minion

Powers:

Enhanced Intellect: (Exclusive focus on Robotics and AI, cannot branch out into other fields).
Multitasking: (Extreme Multitasking, capable of performing many actions at one time).

Mundane Skills:

Doctorate in Mechanical Engineering
Math
Mechanics
Doing other people's homework

Equipment:

Controller Helmet: The wearer is capable of taking direct control of any droid that is connected to the network via specific wavelengths. All of Vito's droids are connected to his Helmet, allowing him to take control of them and override their AI. Unfortunately, it does not work in areas without a connection, making it useless in places such as caverns and underwater. Can connect and control multiple Droids at a time, which is very difficult to use at maximum capacity without enhanced Multitasking.

Sparrow: The most common type of unit available for purchase from Vito, the Sparrow unit is very similar to the normal human – weak, not especially durable, and prone to dying horribly. What they lack in outstanding abilities, however, they make up for it in numbers and, you know, being a robot. They are solar powered, and could theoretically run forever if not destroyed and given access to the sun. Additionally, while they are weak in mind, they retain similar physical capabilities to the average man and can be easily produced even with sub-par resources. The Sparrow AI is extremely basic and unable to follow complex orders – but hey, at least they are undyingly loyal and will do anything you say! Can be equipped with Firearms and other weaponry. Vito Has three.

Hummingbird: While still sold, the Hummingbird experiences far fewer purchases when compared to the Sparrow. The Hummingbird is a roughly five-inch drone that is capable of flight, supporting up to 10 pounds of weight and recording high-quality video and audio. In addition, it is able to lay "eggs" in the form of even smaller cameras and microphones, capable of recording video and audio, albeit at a significantly reduced quality when compared to the Hummingbird itself. Typically used as both sentries and spy cameras, the Hummingbird is able to collapse into a three-inch sphere for storage and portability. The Hummingbird's AI is somewhat basic and is most efficient when directly controlled by someone. Vito has three.

Other:

[User]
Maximus
Looks even worse this time. Maximus eyes darted across the room giving each new student only a quick glance for his first impression. Every single detail he could see gave him enough information to discard some of them, from their posture and their clothing to more minute details like their fingernails or the way they gripped their bags. It was like always a very diverse group, witches chatting with cyborgs, ninjas and mafioso. All seemed capable enough and Maximus would teach most of them but what he truly wanted was an heir. Someone to pass all his wisdom, skills and means too. "We will see when the classes start.", he mumbled to himself, "If not today I still have eternity."
He turned around and looked at Jenny, "Lets see how many run home this time."

Ricky
"Robbing people? Cheating? This definitely is the right place Belogar.", Ricky smirked. He knew this would be good. And being surrounded by like-minded people? When he would get out of here he would be ready for those heroes.
Now just to find some new drinking, smoking and killing buddy. "Hey you two? Anyone of you taking a Psycho Major?", Ricky just randomly asked a pair of finely dressed and good looking teens.

[Assistant]
Bethany came up to the little group. You need to socialize, darling. Besides, they could be powerful allies, came a voice in the witch's head... that wasn't hers. Camazotz was unusually polite for a demon- sure, he still wanted to steal mortal souls, but he was at least a gentleman about it.

"Hello there, you two. I'm Bethany." Her eyes flashed blood-red, and her voice lowered several octaves. And I am Camazotz. Don't mind me, I'm just renting space in her head. I only wanted to introduce myself, is all. The girl returned to normal, and fished a sheet of paper out of her sable black robes. "I don't suppose one of you is Shelley?"

@HeroicSociopath

[User]
Aristide made no real effort to hide the way his eyes roved about the stranger as he approached, taking in the scar, the build, the height. He made no effort to respond, either, letting the words just hang in the air with no real rush to respond to them. It was only when he was satisfied with his little assessment that he shifted a little, turning his hand to inspect the length of his nails.

"I am, yes. I'm assuming you must be one, yourself, going around asking about it." His wrist lowered, one dark brow lifting in time with the movement. "And you are…?"

The stranger had, admittedly, sparked a sort of low interest in him. It wasn't much, really- the sort of feeling you might find when something caught your eye in a shop window- but it was there, and it was enough to keep him from dismissing the fellow and going off to find wherever the hell the dorms were, so they wouldn't have to keep lugging their things around with them. The scar, as well as the build of the boy, implied strength. Experience. It was the eyes, however, that betrayed where that experience came from.

It was curious.

Narrator

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To say that Library wasn't particularly enthralled by this whole situation would be an understatement. The look in her brother's eyes told her that he had found something to amuse himself with for at least a good couple of minutes, though a conversation about his particular major wasn't exactly riveting She gave a brief nod to the boy that had approached them, but chose to let Aristide take the reigns of this situation, entirely quiet. Even if she wanted to say anything, he would likely just force himself back into the center of attention anyway.

As usual.

She stood there for a moment, watching Ari talk, then slipped away from his side, footsteps remarkably silent against the auditorium floor.

[Assistant]
Roger was considering backing off. The girl's body language seemed to suggest she was uncomfortable. He watched as she started to sign towards him. He turned around, reaching for his backpack hanging from the back of the seat.

"Here." He said, handing her the notebook he'd been using and a pen. "I don't speak sign language, but I can read." Then Bethany approached. He was glad he was suddenly so popular, though the demonic possession was a little off putting.

"Do I look like a Shelly?" He smirked, then inclined his head to the purple haired girl. "Shelly?" He asked her.

@blackdragon

[User]
Shelley Frank
@blackdragon
Shelley grab the notebook and a pen from the boy It Ok and Yes I'm New Here. My Name Is Shelley, Nice To meet You! ^_^ Shelley wrote to the boy. Shelley jumped a little yet again when a another person approached her and the boy, the girl appearance has a little mystery theme around her. When the girl eyes turn red, Shelley shivers a little bit. the girl turn back to herself and ask if she was Shelley. Yes, I'm Shelley but How did you know my name?? Shelley wrote to the mystery girl

[Assistant]
Girliath was listening in the Auditorium as well. However, she was alone and isolated from the others as she observed the headmastress's speech while leaning on the wall on the other side of the room. However, her appearance was unmistakable as she appeared slightly taller on average from a normal teen and in a very pink outfit. She looked like she was both nervous and excited at the same time as she propped herself up against the wall.

When the dismissal order arrived however, the blond teenager in pink calmly got off of propping on the side of the wall and headed to find out just exactly where her room would be. Either she had already stored her belongings someplace, or they were outside the Auditorium. She began to slowly walk towards the others with her sandals on. She then went outside the auditorium to find her backpack and pink duffel bag up against the wall out of the way. She picked them up and put them on before she began to wander around to find the exact location of her room.

[User]
"No, I guess you don't, but I had to check," Bethany told the boy with a smile. The little girl was writing her answers down on a sheet of paper. A mute? Interesting.

"Well, I didn't know your name, Shelley, but I guess you're the person I was looking for. See, you and I are going to be roommates this year." She gave the other girl a sheet of paper with the dorm assignments, so she could see for herself. "The dorms are just down this hall- let's go check them out."

The dorm setup was rather spartan- a common room with a small couch, a TV, and a kitchen, with two-person dorm rooms off to one side. The rooms themselves were similarly low-budget, but they at least had separate closets. As Bethany started putting her clothes away, she asked, "Do you have any powers, Shelley?"

[Assistant]
Vito was careful to maneuver the Hummingbirds into a good position - he had brought all three with him, and was already bugging the campus with their eggs. One of the hummingbirds was quietly flying around the auditorium, laying its eggs mostly in small crevices or on the walls - he was barely paying attention to the speech by Headmistress Blackheart, and simply planned on reviewing the video later when he had free time. He had situated himself near the back so as to avoid any staff complaining about this, and he also had his three Sparrow units standing close by.

After he finished bugging the auditorium and the speech was coming to a close, Vito allowed the Hummingbird's AI to take over and start placing the cameras wherever they deemed fit. He could adjust the placing later, but he was mostly just doing this for his information gathering major anyways. Some students were already beginning to socialize and talk among themselves, and with the steadily increasing volume in the auditorium, Vito eventually decided to move - he hated working in chaotic conditions.

Luckily, Hummingbird #2 already found the dorms, so it was a perfect opportunity to settle himself. Vito apparently had a shared dorm room with a Mr. Kirk, much to his disappointment, but if he was lucky then the person might be another Mad Scientist major. The Sparrow Units carried his luggage as the Hummingbirds bugged the cafeteria and the common room of the dorms. Upon entering, he immediately had his Sparrow Unitsput away his luggage in his assigned room. He'd focus on organizing later - he needed to cover the bases and verify what resources he had at his disposal.

The common room had a TV, and the kitchen appliances might offer a few building supplies... Well, his dormmates would probably not appreciate him cannibalizing the appliances, and the last thing he needed was pissing off a bunch of future villains. He finished shortly later and started going over the speech from earlier, laying down on the couch and having his Sparrow units enter sleep mode when they finished unloading his things.


[System]
"There are two kinds of pride, both good and bad. 'Good pride' represents our dignity and self-respect. 'Bad pride' is the deadly sin of superiority that reeks of conceit and arrogance." - John C. Maxwell
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Nationality: Russian
Appearance:
Nonna is an average looking woman, circa 173 centimeters tall. Coming from the cold Siberia, her complexion is fairly pale. The girl weighs around 70 kilograms, yet doesn't look overweight, but rather imposing with her gymnastic figure.

Her face is quite angular, dominated by her icy blue eyes and snow blond hair that reaches below her shoulders. She doesn't like to wear makeup as her hobbies leave her sweating profusely more often than not and it would just be a bother.

She likes to wear clothes that display her social class in some manner, yet are utilitarian in nature. Most often her winter clothes would be lined up with fur rather than synthetic materials, but keep enough pockets and easily cleaned outer material.

She carries herself straight, whipped out by her athletic hobbies, military family background and a good dose of pride. She seems aloof, as even when she smiles her lips barely arch up. It's hard for her to just stand still and she often chooses to pace instead, do something with her hands or at least chew a gum.

History:
Nonna is the daughter of an English fashion designer and a Russian officer. Despite being of mixed descent and having some of the English patronizing bigotry in her blood, she considers herself Russian as that is where she grew up.

Never being short for money, Nonna lived the life of luxury. She had however many expectations put into her, as the only heir to both the clothes company and to her father's military tradition that reached as far back as the Tsars. She could never shake the feeling that her father would have liked to have a son as a firstborn instead, but despite that she succeeded in overcoming every challenge he put in front of her, even considering enlisting in the military rather than going to the UK to a business academy that would prepare her for the other half of her inheritance.

Personality:
Due to her upbringing, Nonna is well mannered and won't shy from a conversation with anyone. That however doesn't mean you are going to like what she says to you. She is downright cold most of the time, but under the ice is a heart. Normal people and their problems don't interest her as much, but if you have something special or even unique about you, she just might come talk to you.

Her friends she considers family and will do much for them, but if you get on her bad side, you'll find out why Stalingrad still strikes fear to the hearts of Germans to this day. Her biggest flaw and yet a strength would be her pride, which can be exploited against her and yet is the source of her success.

In her free time, she likes to equally engage both her body and her mind. A bit 'damaged' by her family's social status, she is slightly above the amusement of the 'peasants', choosing a bit eccentric - and expensive - hobbies.

She treats Pawnchessmon with respect and as an equal partner, both of them striving to be the best they can be. They both would have liked it better if they could do that on their own, but they grudgingly acknowledge their partnership makes both of them much stronger.

Skills:
Fencing: Nonna has been training her swordsmanship since her early teens, becoming rather proficient with the weapon.
Tactician: Trained by chess, poker and with knowledge of military, Nonna can usually come up on top of statistically stronger opponents due to her admittedly ruthless plans.

Digivice: The color of Nonna's digivice is black, with a rim around the display and the buttons being made in silver.

Trivia:

* Voice actor: Marina Devyatova
* Theme: Youtube
* She is disgusted by anything lower than a fish on the evolution scale and downright scared of spiders.
* Nonna always keeps her hands and mouth busy.
* She speaks fluent English albeit with a thick accent, but when zoning out or under strong emotion, she tends to slip back to Russian.

Relationships:
TBD
Species: Pawnchessmon (Black)
Apparent gender: Female
Appearance: See the wiki link
Personality:
Pawnchessmon is a rather silent character, preferring to let the much more self confident Nonna to do the talking. Her faceless appearance also doesn't exactly help, and she could be mistaken for a statue for most of the time.

She is fiercely loyal to Nonna, to the point of following her and her commands even if she doesn't agree with them, because she considers her partner to be the 'king' piece on the board. Also, as a digimon taking on characteristics of a footman, she doesn't have too many qualms with using deadly force.

Her own ambitions are obstructed in mystery even to her partner, but she chose Nonna because she believes the girl can give her the strength to become the queen - the most powerful piece on the board.

In her later digivolutions, Pawnchessmon's moral compass starts improving, although as she enters the ranks of chess nobility, she isn't able to acquire black and white look on the world, relishing in intrigues and tricking her opponent. She does however get the strong urge to protect her own side in the conflict. When biomerged with Nonna as Queenchessmon, she is a very formidable opponent, strong both in body and in mind, and completely unforgiving of anything and anyone who crosses her path or touches anything dear to her.

Attacks:

* Pawn Spear: Stabs with her spear.
* Pawn Buckler: Charges with her buckler held up.
* Pawn Lightning: Fires a shockwave with a lightning fast strike.
* Vpered!: Pawnchessmon's first move is made at double its normal speed.
* En passant: When Pawnchessmon's opponent charges into their first attack, she gains a burst of speed to dodge it and strike the enemy from behind.
* Promotion: Pawnchessmon gains mega-class power for a single strike, provided she is located behind the target's back. This depletes her power completely and resets her into an In-training if the target is an Armor digimon, Champion or Ultimate, or to a fresh if the target is a Mega or DNA digimon.

Digivolution line:

* Fresh: Metalkoromon
* In-training: Kapurimon
* Rookie: Pawnchessmon (Black)
* Champion:Knightchessmon (Black)
* Dark Champion: Mekanorimon
* [Crest] Ultimate: Rookchessmon (Black)
* Dark ultimate: Gigadramon
* [Biomerge] Mega: Queenchessmon

	+ Where the regular version has pink trim Nonna's has blood red color.
	+ Instead of the heart motives, this variant has skulls.
	+ Rather than a cricket stick, this one carries a lance.
* Dark mega: Chaosdramon

Trivia:
* Voice actor: Emily Marie Neves
* The Mon never seems to get easy, always standing in attention and alert even when asleep.

Relationships:
TBD

[User]
"You are suspicious, naturally. And if not you, the others will." Nonna noted as Diaboromon returned his attention to them. She didn't need to hear the contents of the conversation, as she could guess well enough what they were. The Russian didn't believe for a second that a Mega level digimon that was part of a group that conquered the entire world would be so gullible. The trick was to convince at least some of them that her worth outweighed the bother.

"You wouldn't think us to join your group without ambition of our own, would you? But everyone can see we aren't even in the league yet. Until then, we are a good tool, and you have time to prepare. Question is: Is it going to be you wielding us, or will you simply hand us over to the one on the other side of the comm like?" she asked a nigh-rhetorical question. Waving her arm forward, the Russian smiled: "Lead the way." It was actually Pawnchessmon's idea to use Nonna's witty tongue to sew distrust between the council. The duet had no doubt they were plotting against each other already, but hastening the process would also hasten the conclusion to this conflict, and hopefully spare lives.

[Assistant] When Any and Brent both mentioned food, Danny noticed his stomach growling. All the excitement since coming to Digiworld must have distracted him from his hunger until then, luckily though not surprisingly Angemon confirmed that there was indeed food in the Sanctuary.  "I just hope humans can eat Digiworld food." Frankly he wasn't too worried about the issue, after all if Digimon knew what humans were, they couldn't be the first group to arrive in Digiworld.

[User] "Well in my opinion we should find our first objective and get moving towards it. If we wanna get anything done we can't dawdle around unless it's for something important. My man over there has a point: We need food. Can we survive off digimon food? Do we even need to eat while we're here or is it just a programmed feeling? We're in a digital world after all so that means we've probably been turned INTO data. Not that I want to pursue that theory at my own risk but it is a strong possibility that we may not need food." Derrick stated in a hurry as he considered all the possibilities that could be..."We should also start making up codes or what have you. Data can be anything. So what's stopping our enemies from taking our forms and trying to masquerade as one of us. I know this is all a lot of big words coming from a guy like me but my old man told me all sorts of war stories and spies were something he mentioned a couple times. I don't want to have a possible friend get lost and replaced by a mole...we are friends right?" Derrick questioned as he looked around his digimon remaining silent at his side not really sure what he could add nor was he sure he could answer Derrick's question himself.

[Assistant]
Agumon and Gabumon looked at Derrick questioningly, obviously he had been very wrong on his assumptions about the Digital World.

"I don't know about your world and what happens there, but you're starting to talk nonsense about our world here."

"Nothing here is programmed, everything is alive, even if it is data. That means you can be hungry, sad, happy, hurt, even... killed. And as for them taking your forms, i've never heard of any Digimon doing something like that..."

"I've heard stories about a few with the power, but those stories were from centuries before our time..."

They did have a point. Brent looked around the room, not seeing much that was that different from the real world, except instead of humans there were Digimon. He began to wonder more about it as he fiddled more with his Digivice, eventually hitting something that brought up a weird menu. It had slots, two different blocks with slots actually, that showed what looked like faces.

"What could this be... wait, I remember those two, you two turned into them back there against Kabuterimon!"

It was true, filling two of the slots were the faces of Greymon and Garurumon. There were five more empty slots as well, maybe they had to be filled in or something... He remembered this combination and had concluded that the devices had few secrets left. It was by that time that Angemon had returned to the chamber.

"Sorry for the wait, we have set up a chamber here for you, with food awaiting you. If you would follow me, I'll show you there."

Immediately Brent was following Angemon with Agumon and Gabumon as he began a march down the hallway.

@Duthguy @Shikaru @Pyromania99 @Decker126 @Xan the G

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Diaboromon would remember those words as they headed back to the Fortress of the Council. Her own ambitions, what could those be... Perhaps she would join them then betray them when she became strong enough. Or maybe she truly would join them and rule the Digital World as one of them. Then they would have to change their name to the Council of Six... whatever her plans were, she was his pawn now, as well as the actual pawn with them.

"I must say, other than being a Digidestined, it is a rare honor to meet a human in the Digital World. Perhaps later you may tell me what the Human World is like, how different it is than the Digital World."

He was trying to start up some intelligent conversations, hoping to encourage some trust between them. Partially he was trying to form a good bond of trust with the human, mostly he was just trying to make sure she didn't change her mind and run off.

"I do have one worry, however. If you are any first impression, I fear that the threat of the other Digidestined is graver than I first believed..."

That was the complete truth there, he was worried about the rest of the Digidestined who seem to have rallied together with Angemon and his resistance. If she WAS any impression, this would be a tough slog.

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"HEY! You get back here you little runt, accept your fate like a mon!"

Ogremon and his henchmen were still chasing down the small blue Digimon as he fled through the forest. The Gazimon made sure that he never got out of sight, while the Ogremon and Goblimon kept up the heat in pursuit.

"I can't... keep this up... much longer... huh? Who's that?"

The small blue Digimon had come full circle back to the village, where he saw a weird creature... wait, another Human? Maybe he could help, he even had a Digimon with him! He ran over to him and grabbed at his leg, trying to get his attention.

"Please... you have to help me, they're after me, they'll kill me!"

[User]
Nonna raised an eyebrow - she didn't quite expect casual talk from a world conqueror, but there it was. "From what I understand and been told, the honor is mutual. That said, Angemon wasn't too forthcoming when I inquired about you and the other councilors. So I will trade you my stories of the human world for material on the history of this one." she offered. Normally history books didn't interest her too much, but that was because she knew the history of her own wolrd quite well and it rarely brought something new and interesting. Now she had a whole new plane to explore.

When it came to the other digidestined, Pawnchessmon couldn't help but snicker. "Nonna appears to be the oldest of them, and the only one who seems to know what they want to do. I wouldn't be too worried about them, at least not yet. We have seen two of them capable of digivolving to champion level to protect their partners, but I am reasonably certain the two of us could defeat them easily. We seem to be one of the few with either tactical mind or combat experience." She left out the bit where Diaboromon could probably vouch for hers personally.

After a moment of silence, Nonna convinced herself to ask the question she felt uneasy to know the answer to. "There were, however, less of us than the resistance expected. May I inquire what happened to the others, assuming you have them? And on that note, what will be our role for now?"