[System]
Age: 22

Birthday: February 16th

Magic: Illusory Magic, with a focus upon Stealth. Fairly small-scale, a change in uniform here, a muffled sound there, a suggestion to the senses that nothing is out of the ordinary about things, and that they should just ignore them, or Lux. Uses learnt and codified by those who fly under the radar, and end up making an art of it.

Magic Level: C

History: We all know the story. It's a timeless classic. Out of a generation of young children within some small, backwater village, there is the one kid who simply doesn't mesh. For whatever reason, he doesn't fit in. Childish cruelty? Distasteful nature? Unfortunate victim of social workings? It's tough to say, but likely is a combination of all three. With a pair of constantly-working parents and a precociously canny little sister to his name, Jason otherwise grew up alone. The pariah. The weird kid who you'd rather just be friends with, and tell that coldly to. A veteran of mostly solitary existence, he gained a negative, but surprisingly self-aware worldview. Knowing all the ways he had been hurt by others and how he'd caused him gave him a strange, highly cynical sort of savvy, and he'd learned how to effectively keep himself at arm's length. The type of guy who would be picked last after the fat kid in team games, if he was picked at all. The type of guy who would suffer in silence as you talked about him behind his back, much less quietly than you thought you were. The guy who learned to tune it out and, eventually, tune others out. The guy who learned to affirm and even take a strange sort of pride in his solitary existence, in that he did things his own, unburdened way, solely at his own behest.

Things changed, however, when he decided to go on a journey at the same point as one Lux Harken, hero-in-the-making. They couldn't be less alike if they had tried. Lux was an optimist, Jason a pessimist. Lux was easily liked, heroic, and charismatic, Jason was off-putting and prone to social suicide, and easily played the "villain". Lux's hair was white, Jason's was black. Lux smiled, Jason scowled. You get the picture. It must have been through some miracle that, after Jason's reluctant agreement to Lux's proposal and open hand, they didn't tear eachother's throats out. Lux sooned learned why, no, he didn't have friends, but bless his heart, soldiered on through it time and again over the years to form a sense of... mutual comprehension. They didn't entirely understand one another, and doubtlessly never will, but they have learned that despite their multitude of differences, disagreements, and general oppositeness to eachother, that the other is a man who can be relied on in spite of them. Something which is invaluable as adventurers. Is it complicated? More than you could ever imagine.

But it works.

Personality: Dark, gloomy, and mistrustful, he is a natural loner. Prone to cutting remarks in inner monologue and outer dialogue, he has learned to try and be observant, but sees things through a rather cynical lens (which he would tell you is "realistic"). Decent guy beneath that, though, and is far from lacking in self-awareness.

Guild and guild mark location: None

Team Members: Lux Harken (Somehow.)

Three Strengths:
1. Passably skilled swordsman. All those years stuck in chuuni-land were good for something after all, it seems, and have left him able to use a katana better than the average idiot who picked one up.
2. Pragmatically-oriented. Or at least likes to think he is.
3. Considers actions carefully. Gloomy and negative attitude aside, it actually takes a lot to get him mad.

Three Weaknesses: (Make them Applicable)
1. Pragmatism is to a fault--willing to be absolutely selfless if it gets things done. (RIP Social Standing)
2. Not strong. Acceptably athletic, especially given his demeanor, but by no means exemplary in combat.
3. Pessimistic nature. Has a rather cynical and at times worryingly jaded view of the world around him, and always tries to search for a hidden meaning or motive behind the actions of others. In line with these tendencies, he is anything but a people person, only his own self-awareness saving him from being an outright indefensible edgemeister.

Greatest Love: Genuineness and Little Sister (P R O T E C T)

Motivation: To understand things a little better. People, the world, you get the picture.

Appearance:

Additional Details: Theme Song:

[User]
Angel Ferrara: Real Butt of Blind Jokes

Angel watched Kaia and Cyare's introduction casually, with no small amount of relief that it seemed like the two would get along. Nonetheless, his lower lip slowly drew into a soft pout as Kaia introduced herself. Gesturing at him was the last straw. The pretty boy crossed his arms over his chest and hmmphed quietly at his friend, shaking blonde hair out of one eye in order to stare at her, sulking.

"Don't get lost that easily. Told you where I was going..." he muttered.

Angel flicked her bicep once for good measure.

Yeah take that crap.

And then again.

[Assistant]
Argus Leandros

Argus was glad that Sayatachi didn't call his bluff, and it seemed like he had made an a close to accurate assumption about her position from her response. He didn't dwell to much on that though, as the woman supplied him with a varied number of locals to choose from for the purpose of entertaining himself, which caused him to scratch his chin in thought. Castle and Garden's are a no go, not my style and likely to end badly if I end up causing trouble, same with the resort. Guess the bar would be a nice place to go, and if I remember correctly, a lot of them have Vision-Lacrimas as well, which'll likely be turned towards the games. While I really don't care for them, it'll be handy to know when they're over so I know when to book it back to the camp. As long as Isla keeps quiet, no one would ever know I was gone . . . hopefully.

He didn't know if they had some kind of surveillance magic or some other such contraption, which meant that he'd be completely screwed no matter what he did. After giving it some more thought, I nod with my decision, turning my attention back to Sayatachi.

"Well, Miss Sayatachi, I would be very grateful if you would lead me to a nearby bar that you suggest, preferably one that has a Vision Lacrima turned towards the games. I'd like to know when I'll have to put my festivities to an end and get back to meet with my fellow guild members." As Argus turned his thought to the guild, his thoughts once again flashed back to what his position was in the guild. This would be his third day in the guild, and yet, he still had yet to receive the guild mark. Maybe it was his fault for not really bringing the issue, but he didn't think he had to. Was that wrong or . . . was he just being kept by the guild, but not a part of it.

I mean, it makes sense . . . why would anyone want have a killer like you in their guild?

As Argus thoughts turned more negative, a slight shift took over his countenance for a moment, and in his head, he felt a presence behind him. But just as soon as it came over him, he shook it off, running his hand through his hair and letting out a brief sigh of frustration. Don't over-think it, don't dwell on it. It'll happen when it'll happen, don't dwell on thinks that won't help anybody. With his thoughts straightened out, he'd continue to follow Sayatachi to wherever she would be taking him, hoping she hadn't noticed his little episode.

[User]
"Uh..."

Wait, wait, wait, hold the hell on a second. When'd this place get so damn crowded? In like half a minute we'd gone from two people to four, all of us taking up this hallway. And on to of that, for that matter...

Why the hell is everyone else here so damn cute?

"Yeah, sure. Jason." I responded, a bit off-base in an understandable manner because of those damn sheepish doe eyes. I needed to avert my gaze quick, before I got sucked in...

Doing so, I found myself faced with another problem— Cyare Staunton, an elegant and shapely ladyknight type chick that Lux would get along great with, from first glance.

More specifically, the two Rooks on the field.

Crap. Go somewhere else, eyes, before you get us killed.

I took an intense interest in The bridge of Kaia's nose. It would have to do in a pinch, and was by far the safest option. Sasuga, me.

"So, you can handle it from—"

"Yo, sleepyhead, I got us a job."

It's a weird fucking day when that voice saying those words is a relief to hear.

I turned to Lux, affixing him with my usual impassive gaze.

"So what is it? And it ain't wasting away, it's living low-stress. Good for the heart and all that."


[System]
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 197lbs

Akio is a quiet fellow who tends to stick to himself and his music. When he does talk, his voice suprises others by being deeper then his appearance let's on. (Mid bass) Akio keeps to himself mainly because he's never been good at making friends, since he doesn't know how to speak to those he doesn't know. Even so he is quick to act in defense of others even at the cost of his own safety. Due to his past he hates violence, but will not hesitate to use it if necessary to protect others. Akio is particularly fond of pokey, and can easily be bribed with a box or two to do others work sometimes.

Akio Shiazaka had a short life, though not as short as others in the strange school in the afterlife. He grew up in an what could be considered an average home, with the exception of an abusive father that is. Akiro grew up with two younger sisters, and was extremley protective of them. His father, constantly drunk, left Akio to care for his sisters. Almost nightly Akira father would attempt to head one of them in a drunken rage. More often than not any beatings that would have been given to them Akio would take upon himself by angering his father. Akios escape from all of this was school. Youd never know his situation at home with his grades, being a straight A student. But his favorite escape was music. Whenever he could he had practiced in a violin in his free time at school, and his teachers had taken notice. After all, his normal demeanor of goofy and class clown never led anyone to think he was good at much besides his classwork. Most of the other children made fun of him often and excluded him from their groups because of it.
In Akios early highschool years he had also picked up martial art classes while in gym, mainly to have an excuse for the brusies that he would aquire nightly from his father. But he also wanted to fight back. To protect his sisters beter than he could now. Finaly one night his father came home drunker than usual, and had dragged one of his siters through the house by her hair for some minor issue.

That's when everything changed.

Akiro caught his father to protect his sister and keep her from harm. And while his practice in gym helped, it wasn't enough. His father's sheer size and power ovewhelmed him, and using a bottle he had managed to not only give him a cuncussion and knock Akiro out, but ended up cutting his arms and hands pretty bad. When he awoke, he was at a hospital. He was plauged by investigators asking about some intruder that had broken in and attacked him. Realizing his father must have told some wild story to escape trouble, Akio told them he couldn't remember anything, and asked what had happened to his arms when he realized both they and his hands we're bandaged. His arms and hands had been sliced pretty deep, cutting a lot of tendons.

He was told that hed likely never hav major use of his hands again other than simple tasks.

Eventually Akio was released to go home and he was in a perpetual state of depression. He could never again so the one thing he loved most: play his violin. Hardly a week after his return home his father once again return home in a drunken stupor, yelling and screaming him and his sisters. Akio snapped and attacked his father with a nearby lamp, but with his wounds he did nothing at all. His father grabbed the lamp and hit Akio in the temple, knocking him over. Again Akio blacked out, the criedls of his sisters filling his thoughts. However, this time he didn't wake up in the hospital. In fact, her never see his sisters again. He had awoken in a strange school and been informed he was dead.

Other: Currently others other than the class president only know he isn't a NPC because he frequently finishes his classwork early and can be heard on the roof playing gentle melodies on his signature violin he carries with him everywhere.

[User] Shiba was speechless for a moment seeing her kill someone as if it were nothing! What the hell was wrong with that crazy woman that she would kill someone for not wanting to go to class and she threatened to hand Shiba by his entrails if he decided not to go to class. At first Shiba would have done it without question but he couldn't stand the thought of being the perfect student he couldn't stand being fake anymore! so as she went towards the shadows Shiba yelled "I go to class when I feel like I don't give a damn if you kill me over that!" Shiba yelled back. He would be damned if he wasn't going to hurt her before she tries to kill him for not going to class. He then walked away to go and spit her and let her know that the president didn't have power over him. Shiba was the president in school, he was the honor student, he was the teachers pet, and he hated it all! Shiba wasn't going to force himself into acting like the perfect student if he didn't want to anymore...

[Assistant]
Sakura Aoba

The girl started kind of... well, panicking. Well, that was to be expected. Aoba had scared her out of her mind yesterday. It was an expected reaction but, again, Aoba felt his heart break some more because of that.

He noticed it since yesterday, but the girl had not uttered a word for as long as Aoba had, err, talked with her?

Was she mute or something?

His face reflected his questions and doubts, but he decided to ignore the elephant in the room for now. Often times, it was the best thing to do.

The slight tap on her own head did make Aoba want to stop her, though. Hell, he knew better than anyone what it was like to hurt oneself, even if it was only through not eating, so it didn't leave a good taste of mouth for the girl to be doing that just because she was trying to say it was her fault.

Again, Aoba mostly ignored it, despite the fact that anyone with enough experience could probably read his face as clear as any one open book.

The small smile in her face made Aoba a bit more relaxed though, the tension on his shoulders suddenly disappearing and him letting out a relieved sigh.

Rikka then squated down and started writing something in the dirt. Her name and what she was looking for.

She stood up again and started making an air guitar with her hands, and then started playing, well, the air guitar.

Aoba scratched the back of his head as he thought.

"Ah. I-I'm Aoba Sakura. It's nice to meetcha." The boy shrugged a bit and his smile grew wider.

Yes, that last one he did not stutter as much.

"B-But well, it is kinda hard to lose a guitar. They are, well, damn big." The boy cursed himself and his sailor mouth. At least it wasn't something like 'f*ck' or something. "Are you sure you lost it around here? C-Can I help?"

The boy did seem concerned. Both for the guitar of the girl and for the fact that his stomach was about to growl any minute now. It was going to be ginormous, practically like a whale calling for its mate, and it was going to sound right when the girl was talking, or well, signing. He was just sure of it.

He'd feel like running, like the girl did yesterday, but he was going to withstand the shame. With some luck, the girl would be deaf as well and wouldn't be able to hear his stomach.

A horrible thought, but one that would keep his dignity intact.

[User] Usagi cover the back of his head. "Pff...Your a run away too? Well then i guess the two of us have no choice but to be friends.." He hopefully told him before the other girl moved toward him and brutally shove her hand through his chest. "Uck..." was the last sound me made as his face twisted in shock...now even knowing what happen before he died and left to fall back on the ground.

[Assistant]
Eiko Kurosawa

When Akuma reached into Eiko's chest, Eiko managed to only let out a single grunt before she lost all control of her body, the only thing she managed to notice was that she was falling onto the ground and the only other thing she felt next was her hitting the floor, the second she hit the floor, her memories of first dying started to come to the front of her mind, every feeling of it and every second of it. When she regained her senses, she managed to push herself off the ground slowly holding her chest, she swore a couple seconds ago she felt her heart stop, but for some reason she wasn't dead, she felt herself just die, but she could see with her own eyes and feel with her own hands that she wasn't, when Eiko got onto her own two feet she then heard Akuma threaten Eiko, and one of the boys to be strung up by their entrails.

Eiko just then brushed the front of her uniform off." So I share my thoughts about skipping class and you just go straight to punishment and pain, that's messed up. I all I've old you was that I don't really care for the classes, I didn't outright say I'll ditch, but killing me or nearly would make me almost start wanting to think about not going." Eiko told Akuma before she just seemed to vanish before her eyes, Eiko began going to what ever class she had but she wasn't going to do any of the class work, like she said before she didn't care about class work or the classes either, but she didn't feel like getting heart poked or whatever it was Akuma did to her.

The pale girl crossed her arms as she walked, she believed that Akuma was one of those type of people that were a hardass about what they did, and probably didn't do much else outside of their current position, she met one of those kinda people before, but she never really disliked them, she disliked Akuma for what she did to for honestly sharing her mind, Eiko sighed before getting outside of the class, Eiko decided to loiter around the door of the class room before Class would be called she had her usual stoic angered look on her face.

[User]
Akira Hato
"Such a wind blows past everyday life
I thought I heard it
I even thought I felt it"

Akira chuckled as Akio sang back to him. "No... Can't say I know the song. To be honest, I just said whatever I thought... Sounded nice." Walking pass his roommate Akira looked around for any other approaching people. He assumed he should be looking for another boy, though who knows. Perhaps Akira wasn't the only one who liked to wear girl's clothing here. A growl from Akira' stomach told him that there was no time left. "I'm sure we're bound to see him eventually. Let's just head to to dorm, get dressed, and get to breakfast. I'm starving!"

Without or without Akio, Akira went to his dorm room. Fortunately for him there was a few girl's uniform packed away with the boys, which Akira commandeered for himself. There was even underwear! Akira did note however they looked rather plain. He wondered if he could somehow get himself something... Cuter. Maybe make them for himself? His mind wondered about the possibilities of joining a club that lets girls dress up in cute outfits, and if he could possibly sneak in and go incognito. Either way, Akira needed to fresh himself up before he put on his new clothes.

Once Akira was bathed, brushed up, and even put on some make up, he was ready for breakfast. "Shiazaka-san! I'm heading out now. Come catch up to me when you're ready!"

[Assistant]
Akio followed Akira nodding. His own stomach grumbled as he walked along with Akira. Once to the dorm Akio quickly grabbed a simple black suit with an embroidered A.S. on the front. Quickly he got dressed and stepped into the hallway. He waited for Akira, and when he stepped out calling back to Akio, Akio's jaw dropped a bit. Akira looked amazing! Quickly he clamped his mouth shut as he blushed slightly.

"H-Hey, I'm already ready. Shall.. Shall we go together?"

Akiro stammered a bit, clearly flustered, but he just couldn't figure out why. He offered an arm as if to escort.

Cypher


[System]
Characters:

Age: 17

Arcana: Chariot Arcana

Personality: Despite being a bit tomboyish and being a bit stubborn, she goes out of her way to help others and defend those who are otherwise defenseless. No matter if the situation seems hopeless she never backs away and willingly throws herself in danger if its to help another. After finally obtaining freedom in Warakuma, her actions are seen as crazy or a bit eccentric but is generally well-liked amongst the students, especially the girls, some of which see her as their one true 'Prince' for how she would 'swoop' in and save people from unruly situations and managing to keep her cool is stressful situations. Though, in normal situations, she'd occasionally let her true feelings show and drop her facade.

While she enjoys fighting, she'll rarely instigate a fight, choosing instead to come in the defense of others. She is quite the Otaku, despite being strictly watched, she used to sneak in mangas behind her fathers back (with the help of her brother) and watching whatever she could. She'll do whatever it takes to live life the way she wants it and won't let others dictate her life for her.

Equipment/Skills:* Mangaka
* Brawling
* Affinity with swords, especially the Katana

Background:
Hailing from the Ikebukuro area, Akane is the daughter of the Saito Group's head, Akihiko Saito, a crime boss. While she was pampered and spoiled, in a way, like you'd expect of a daughter of a crime boss or anyone who had it big, she never got it easy despite being the youngest, she has an older brother who is 7 years older. From the moment she turned 6 her father took it upon himself to 'toughen' her up by always putting her through rigorous training, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, with good intentions of course (not matter how cruel it seemed at the time). Like his father and his father's before him, it was tradition to have the 'family' involved in the family's line of work but that wasn't the only reason. Knowing the target that'll most likely be on her head once she got older, because of him, he wanted Akane to be able to defend herself in case anything were to happen to her.

Of course, She didn't see it that way and, naturally, slowly started developing an intense hate for him. In her junior high years, she held high marks, and was quite popular among the other kids in the school, as she was always surrounded by a 'flock' of people. Though 'popular', she drew the scorn of many who believed she was stuck-up, selfish, a thug and a matter of labels, mainly stemming for the fact of who her father was, despite showing otherwise. Regardless of how she was seen, she'd go out of her way to help others whenever she could, whether it was stopping thugs, giving others food or helping with small things. Though, no matter her intent, people would often run in haste from her after words or react harshly to her help but she resolved to help anyways despite this.

By the time it was her third year of junior high, her father, despite the training, tried to interfere more in her life, trying to stop her actions and get her to focus more on the 'family' and control her actions. Having enough, without his knowledge, she applied to various schools a good distance away from Ikebukuro hoping to get a fresh start. It didn't take long before she was found out and, of course, her father was furious, intending to enroll her in an elite school and groom her, with the intention to marry her off. However, as she neared her 15th birthday, those 'plans' came to a screeching halt when things went seriously wrong in a 'rescue' of one of her friends.

Before things could get worse, her Akito intervened and whisked her away to an lesser known location. Relocated to Warakuma, in an apartment building owned by her older brother, she was now living alone, and to dissociate her from the Saito Group, she adopted her mothers Maiden name of 'Hanazawa' while also dying her hair a purplish black.

Persona: Setanta

Appearance:

Cú Chulainn or known in his childhood as 'Sétanta' is an Irish Demi-God, the offspring of a mortal woman, Deichtine, the younger sister of King Conchobar mac Nessa, and the deity, Lugh, the god who governed over the sun and a member of the Danann divine family in Celtic Mythology. Deichtine, the daughter of a druid, Conchobar's father, and Maga, the widow of Ross the Red, disappeared in the Land of the Young without marrying anyone. There, she bore Sétanta , the child of the sun god. He took up the name Cú Chulainn after accidentally killing the guard dog protecting the house of master blacksmith Culann. After which he uttered, ""Does this dog have children? If he does, could you allow me to take care of them? I will raise them to be guard dogs just as strong as their father. Until then, I will be your guard dog."

It was prophesied that "this child will live as a hero" at a young age by the Chief Druid, Cathbad. Cathbad was powerful, with his divinations being strong enough to "determine the future" rather than simply "see the future." Not knowing how to handle the situation, he decided that he would tell it to only those who would take up arms on that day. The divination was bad enough that none of them attempted to go through the rites of warriorhood, though Cú Chulainn was fishing while leaning against a hazel tree due to his disinterest. He went through the rites of warriorhood on that same day, and received the prophecy that said "in exchange for glorious deeds of valor, his life would be short." He readily accepted such a fate, smiling and laughing.

Command Skills

Kill Rush (2)
Vile Assault (3)
Matarukaja (2)
Rakukaja (1)

Passive Skills

Resist Physical (1)
Firm Stance (2)
Apt. Pupil (1)

[User]
Ayano Wakahisa: Corporate War Zone
18/6/2015, Thursday

Ayano's eyes lit up when she saw the overflow of soldiers rushed in on to the party with guns blazing, if the rest of the party weren't in any life-threatening danger right now, it'd be just like watching an action movie. Casting her thoughts aside, she was glad to see that Rui and the others were able to pave a path with brute force and eventually made their way to the door. As they entered, the girl's screen was immediately greeted by a slate gray color, it looked unimaginative to say the least. The color almost made her feel dull and lifeless just by looking at her screens, the cells in the area made it clear as to what area they were in right now; a prison. She wouldn't be surprised if the words she were hearing prisoners or just mad ravings of the owner of this dungeon, but who or WHAT was crying in the distance?

The brunette nodded at the leader's orders, keeping an open eye on all of her screens just in case the prisoners decide to pile-on them this time or some sort of Silent Hill-esque abomination decides to make itself welcome to the group. As they traversed the prison, there were numerous Shadow Soldiers that just looked sad and frightened, and for a moment the girl couldn't believe that of all the things to make her feel sad it was a shadow. That sadness came to an end with anxiety overcame her when a cell labelled with "Solitary" was met by the party, beyond the door Ayano could feel a presence, one that was filled with malice and power...She wasn't sure if it was THE shadow already but judging from their time in the dungeon, it would be a far cry from it. When the door opened, the only thing that Ayano's screens picked up were pitch black. For a moment she thinks that it was an error or fault of her Persona, but no, it was something more terrible than that...

The lights flickered on to reveal towering shadow in the usual prison wear, similar to the ones they saw before. Despite its restrained state she could feel that this thing was not to be underestimated. With Rui giving orders, Ayano quickly began to scan the giant, tapping her keys
One of her screens showed the back of the giant, a red reticle pointing directly at it and beeping. Her left screen displayed that it was the glaring weak point of the monster, but how can the party strike it when it keeps darting and weaving? She looked back at the center screen, clicking at the image of the shadow and analyzing it carefully, the girl noticed a distinct key that could be struck and the loose shackles of the boss. With a grin, Ayano immediately relayed the information to the party.

"The giant's weak point is its back. It's moving a lot so I think you should restrain it with its own shackles! I'm not sure about the key though..."

[Assistant]
Corporate War Zone - Solitary
21/6/2015 Sunday

The battle progressed with a stalemate for awhile, but soon as Ayano's scan was done, what they were seeing made more sense. The key was... Well, the key. It looked a little loose, but with a few hits it might lock the restraints. It was a pretty strange kind of handcuff honestly, but it looks like it worked like that.

"I'll strike the key, the rest of you focus your attack on it's back", he ordered. With that he darted in first, with a Sukukaja, letting him swiftly dodge it's next unfocused attack, and position himself by the key. At that point he let out a barrage of attacks alternating between his own blade and Askr, before jumping again, and plunging down with his Persona's attack, Mighty Swing.

The shadow heaved and then fell, suddenly unable to properly move. It seems those restraints were connected to it's legs too, but as it fell, it began to struggle, and the key began to fiddle around.

"Quick! It looks like it might free itself if we take too long!"

Play of Control - Stage
21/6/2015 Sunday

Akane's attack did a fair bit of damage, but no elemental attack meant it stayed on it's feet. Despite how strong Vile Assault was, it wasn't enough to do any significant damage. She was going to need to follow up with someone who had struck a weakness. Meanwhile, Matthew managed to repel the dancer and cause it to fall to the ground, putting him in position to pummel it again.

Kazuki had successfully figured out the one weak to lightning and began work on it, on the other hand Noboru's attacks were missing, before he was suddenly hit by a bolt of lightning and forced on his back foot.

This seems to be a fairly simple fight, but should they focus one at a time? Or continue the way they are...? Kazuki seemed too focused to give any kind of order like that, however the shadow he was focusing was sufferring, and would soon shortly be destroyed.

[User]
Kotori Shirohane - Corporate War Zone: Floor 2, Solitary | Sunday

Another thunderous crash caused yet more clouds of dust to fall from the ceiling above as the giant shadow rushed down one of the group; only for them to dodge aside at the last moment. Luckily, no one had actually taken such an attack head-on, but Kotori feared that if the fight dragged on ever longer, the fatigue would leave someone to slip up eventually - a prospect she was not very eager to see the results of. This was not exactly aided by the fact that she shadow seemed to be mostly shrugging off their attacks without much sign of wavering, as befit something of its size - at least until Ayano's voice telepathically reached them; her scans having finally detected their opponent's weakpoints.

Rui immediately put himself forward to take care of the literal key component of this fight whilst everyone else should ready themselves to exploit the opening thereafter. Though she thought that deliberately putting oneself in the path of this giant did not exactly sound very healthy, it seemed the only way - and just in case things didn't go to plan, she kept herself and Kikuri-Hime ready to cast a healing spell should the need arise. Luckily though, Rui managed to slip out of the way of the charging shadow and instead bring himself into a prime position to strike at the key. Between the strikes of both him and Askr, the key was driven into the shackles; causing the shadow to briefly tense up as the restraints tightened around its arms and legs before falling forward with yet another crash.

Rui barely even needed to call out for the rest to press their advantage before a barrage of attacks was loosed upon the prone giant as Alexei, Sato and Kotori all turned their focus on it. "Kikuri-Hime," Kotori called as she extended one arm toward the exposed back of the creature. A bright flash and roaring thundercrack immediately followed her next word as she cast what offensive magic she had: "Zionga." But despite the evident increase in strength compared to Kikuri-Hime's initial offensive capabilities, she still remained worried whether it would really be enough to put down the giant for good; readying herself to either heal any would-be retaliation or quickly vacate the path of yet another charging attack.

[Assistant]
Akane Hanazawa // Mirror World - Play of Control - Stage
Sunday, June 21st, 2015

While she was sure she did it some damage, though, her not having an elemental attack is really putting her at a disadvantage in this fight. But despite this, she couldn't help but laugh at Noboru. "Where's all that bravado from before Noboru? You need to actually hit them to damage them." she teased, referring to what he said in the previous battle.

It'd probably go much faster if we decided to focus on one at a time or focus on two by doing teams but I don't think any of them will actually listen at this point. She thought, glancing at the others, especially Kazuki who seems a bit too focused, considering he's supposed to be the leader and all. Well, it doesn't matter considering his opponent looks like it's about dead anyways.

Either way, considering this isn't the boss, and considering their opponents don't seem to be that strong and the fact these aren't the bosses, it would be awfully boring to simply gang up on them. After all, she needed to get her fill of fighting before they wrap things up with the dungeon. Though, considering they were there to save someone, she probably shouldn't voice that thought out loud.

Having Setanta with another Vile Assault, she also heads into battle with the shadow with her Katana.


[System]
Age: 21

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Weapon:
"Primal Sabre"- This is essentially just a sword, however, clips of dust can be inserted into the handle to empower the weapon, shown by a glow across the sharp edge of the machete matching the colour of the dust cartridge.

He also possesses a heater shield that is the same in the image below.

Specialty: Naoko's fighting style consists of "hit & run" tactics of sorts. In fact, he's particularly good at using this to draw attention away from his allies. Naoko uses a burst of quick flurries and then moving away, then repeating again from a different angle. He's incredibly mobile and agile, often using the terrain to help his attacks.

Semblance: Naoko's semblance is the ability to "dash". This means he can perform great bursts of speed in a single direction. The "dash" can extend up to ten metres of his original point, however, he must also wait 30 seconds between each dash. The repeated use of his semblance is tiring on him so he waits as much as he can between each dash, but 30 seconds is the minimum.

Personality: The best way to describe Naoko is a determined, tenacious young boy that sometimes gets the label of stubborn or reckless. Naoko is very cheery and happy, and loves making friends, no matter whether you're human, faunus or whatever. He tries his very hardest in whatever he does, helping others, fighting, and school, and even sometimes he won't stop trying until he physically can't go on, which gets him in a lot of sticky situations sometimes. Naoko also throws himself in front of his friends to take attacks, usually using his semblance and if that doesn't work, well he's in another sticky situation. Naoko plans to become a great warrior to help everyone, and so far his time at Beacon has given him the chance to make him develop into a great Hunter, and to make a memorable experience along the way with many friends making the most out of his life where it is.

Color: Grey

Emblem:
Ignore the big grey square, xD. Can be found on the back of his jacket and on his shield.

Appearance:

[User]
Naoko Kuma-

Naoko looked at Taidan and gave him a sly smile. "If you say so T." He had a tendency of calling his teammates the first letter of their names. Just a little quirk he had. Then, without warning, Naoko went for Taidan. He attacked with his right fist with a single spear strike. Hopefully, creating a smaller surface area would make it more difficult for Taidan to focus his aura to reflect the attack. Although, if he could, Naoko would sure as hell squeeze every bit of information that allowed his partner to deflect the attack.

[Assistant]
Oswald Connolly- Fallout

Groaning at the suddenly booming group of people, Oswald delivered a lopsided smile to Gren's announcement. While he enjoyed the trip to Sapphire's uncle's bar, he was neither up for a rerun, or for any other recreational activities that night. Turning to Shirou and Gren, Oswald shook his head. "I'll have to skip out on this one. Got my share of song and booze last night." Turning to Sapphire, he couldn't help but laugh a bit. "Looks like you're in over your head with this one."

Diamond's response to the situation with Cobalt was...to be expected. He was a bit surprised at the venom with which she spoke, but they'd hardly met on good terms. He understood the girl's reluctance to blindly follow another person after their mission. "She might be able to use a little restraint and tact as well....but she isn't wrong. One errant shell got a few dozen people killed. The members who are no longer here killed all but one of them, I believe. Diamond kept her hands clean of it all, as she was on reconnaissance when the first shot went out."

Sighing at the realization that he wasn't going to escape that line of thought any time soon, he leaned back in his chair. "That's why. I don't know exactly what living on the streets was like for her, but the prickly pears tend to have reasons for their thorns. It just takes a careful hand to avoid getting stabbed."

[User]
Sangue Naga - Lunch

"..."

Sangue observed Lauren carefully, then decided to keep silent. She gave a small nod at Lauren's statement, and though she wanted to cheer her up somehow, Sangue had to keep in mind that cheering people up was the last thing her confidence could drive her to do well in.

The red-haired swordswoman looked up to her side, only to find her team leader, Benjamin Lloyd, sitting next to them.

"Hello, Ben," Sangue greeted, her idle tone never fazing. She did feel happy that her team leader popped up. The more teammates that were around her, the better she felt, for some reason; especially of the leader himself was around, as that meant the team would be more prepared for sudden situations that occur out-of-the-blue.

Hearing that Amaranth was doing well, Sangue's concern for Amaranth's health turned into a longing to see the Faunus. Though Sangue did not know much about Amaranth aside from knowledge she acquired from brief conversations between her teammates, she still considered her teammates' healthy conditions to be a higher priority over any mission.

It was a shame that she did not know how to transfer the thought into a message without making it sound like a formal speech.

The red-haired woman glanced at Ben's food, then at her food. Then she took a look at Lauren's food, then at Ben's food, and then her own again.

"..."

Sangue carefully took another bite out of her pizza.

@Plank Sinatra

[Assistant]
Cobalt Chideta

Cobalt sighed and tossed his wallet on the table. He cursed lightly under his breath and began to speak. "Pay for whoever needs to be payed for Oswald. I have to go take care of this." He had fully expected something like this to happen, but not in front of so many people. This was going to take some work to fix. Cobalt pushed his chair out and walked towards where Diamond had run off to.

It took a little running but he caught up to her quickly. "Is there any particular problem you have with me? I get it, I fucked up last night. I'm trying to fix it okay! I payed for like, five people just now so I could try and make up for my mistake!" He was yelling now and getting quite frustrated. He took a deep breath and sighed. "I didn't ask to be the leader you know, if I had been listening when Headmaster Ozpin said I was then I sure as hell would've declined. Do you want to be leader or something? I can make that happen. Probably." He wasn't too sure about that last part actually. He would have to talk to Headmaster Ozpin about that one.

"Oswald told me the whole story. I'm not gonna claim I'm any better or worse than your last teammate. I'm going to be the best that I can though. But I can't be that best unless I have a team to back me up. I'm not asking to be friends, although I do want to be. I'm asking for another chance. So can we please start over? I'm Cobalt Chideta, it's nice to meet you." Cobalt reached his hand out and smiled.

[User]
Diamond - Outside the Deli

To be honest, Diamond did not expect Cobalt to to try and fix this in any way at all. She was surprised he did, and so quickly - so far he struck her as the type that would be silently brooding over his failure. Alright, plus point for you. the girl thought, stopping to actually listen. She swiveled slightly away as Cobalt yelled his frustration out, but kept a straight face despite thinking it rude and not exactly the proper tone to use when 'trying to fix it'.

She was a little conflicted about the next part. It made her feel a little bad about herself for snapping at Cobalt like she did when he didn't even want the position, and yet she felt justified, hearing as he didn't even paid enough attention to the headmaster himself, missing a rather critical information. Her composure broke when Cobalt asked her if she wanted the leadership, her eyebrows shooting up.

Sighing, Diamond hung her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Look... For what it's worth, I'm sorry for snapping at you at public. Maybe a learning point for both of us to have these conversations behind closed doors next time. And no, this isn't a power struggle or some shit like that. I have been relying on only myself right up to starting my studies here. It is... hard to trust someone to make decisions for me. Including the headmaster making one about who's going to be the man making them for me. That doesn't mean I feel qualified to make them for others myself, quite the opposite. But I meant what I said - if you can convince me you have what it takes, I will follow you to battle regardless of what I might personally think of you, so consider yourself still on the first chance in that area." Diamond explained.

She didn't take the offered hand though. "But as far as personal things go? I'd rather be actually shot at than just stare down the barrel of a gun, even more so when I'm home, wearing bloody pajamas. You don't even realize how lucky you are you managed to scare me frozen. I would have likely hurt you right there on instinct." Diamond said in an angered tone, her arm flying up to Cobalt, and all of a sudden the man had the blade of a jet-black knife pointing at his stomach to prove her point. Dissolving the weapon back into her own shadow, she looked away: "That's nightmare fuel I won't soon forget. So I'm sorry, but I don't feel like being buddies, or even too comfortable being around you if you have that little impulse control." she finished and started walking again.

[Assistant]
Shuai Taidan - Aura Control Class

What was aura? The lifeblood of all beings, the power of the soul that every creature but the terrible Grimm possessed within them? For all that humanity relied upon it, there was so much that they had yet to learn, so much that waited out there for them to delve deep into. The amount of potential knowledge was so vast, but in the end, here, at this very moment, Taidan cared little for what the mysteries of aura could offer him except for what pertained to his current interest.

That was, of course, blocking Naoko's attack.

Aura always seemed as if it could do anything, a powerful form of energy that could be manipulated by people for all sorts of purposes. But there were limits; it was the power of the soul after all, and so it would be the owner of that soul who would decide what their aura could do. A relaxed dude and dudette would have a pretty flowing, untouchable type of aura, and they'd probably wouldn't have a hard, rocky wall of immense defensive power that maybe a stubborn workaholic cop could utilise.

He himself, as a cute, fiery guy, wouldn't have had any of that. He was fiesty, energetic, burning like the sun that gave them all life! Even as he breathed and cycled his aura around his body, he could feel the sparks, the crescendo of heat and fun in his blood that was so utterly him. Though that did bring into question the matter of how static his soul was. What if he, the ancestors forbid, became a boring, lazy husk of a person? Besides being yuck and horrifying, what would it do to his aura? It did stem from his soul after all, but how malleable was the soul by the stuff he did in life? How much of his personality was influenced by it? Where did nature end and nurture begin? Was he always going to be such a cuddly guy?

Would he one day no longer be the raging firestorm?

His aura spiked, energy seemingly rolling of him in waves as he met Naoko's attack with a finger. The fire in his blood screamed, rushing towards that single point and condensing into a visible, golden-orange glow.

This was Taidan's soul.

A scorching power that found Naoko's fist exactly.

[User]
"Nooooooooo!", Skyra flailed and fake-shouted. "Not my tomboy image!" Another fit of laughter arrived and shook her tiny body.
It took a while for this fit to cede and after that Skyra looked right into Mokuren's eyes and with a serious, but still somewhere joking, voice she stated: "I already wear a skirt in combat... and here in school, too, with that uniform. I don't need no dress!" While still that close, Skyra breathed in and caught a whiff of Moku's lovely, foxy smell. How did she manage to smell that nice all the time?
That thought, though, was for another time, since her scroll beeped.

"Huh... Krys is inviting me for lunch... to this new deli place or something...", she looked up from her scroll and sized up Mokuren for a minute until she, suddenly excited again, spurted out: "Wanna come with me? Eat a nice lunch? Don't worry about the money, I'll invite you."

[Assistant]
Mokuren watched Skyra flail as her tom-boy image was mercilessly destroyed, and twirlied an invisible mustache, laughing evily out loud.
"HahaHAhaha" However, all joking and laughing aside, she managed to retain some shread of sanity when Skyra spoke. "Ohh, a skirt is no good. It has to be a beautiful dress, one that flows and makes you look so beautiful" Mokuren explained, her nose bleeding as the prospect of such an attractive sight. Then, on a stray bit of wind, Mokuren caught Skyra's scent in full, and it made her happy. This girl, this faunus, smelled so good, for whatever reason it was, Mokuren wasn't about to complain. What she did do, however, was advance on the girl and nuzzle her neck, but only for a few seconds, since she was interupted by bleeping. "Die foul bleeping thing!" She exzclaimed, before Skyra dealt with it. Apparently, it was an invite to lunch, with Skyra. Skyra inviting to lunch. Skyra Lunch!

Swiftly imitating a tomato in colour, Mokuren bit her lip hesitently for a few seconds, and then nodded.
"I...like that idea. It's a date!" She declared with great vigor, only to freeze when she heard what she had actually said, and remain stiff, awaiting the judgement of Skyra.

[User] Naoko's arm felt like it ricocheted of off Taidan's deflection. Naoko was amazed but immediately began analysing Taidan. He looked at his eyes, his body composure, stance and so on. He looked him up and down again before finally asking. "How'd ya do it?" Naoko inquired, throwing his arms up in the air in frustration. "I can't do it. What's your method T?" He further continued. Naoko had to know the secret to this technique. No matter what it took, not being able to use this kind of power was failure in his eyes, and he will never give up until he has every single tool he can acquire to become a great hunter.


[System]
Age: 15

Gender: Male

Themesong: You Will Know Our Names (The only good quality version I can find is the extended version, sorry.)

Class: Glaiveknight

Appearance: Abigael (Basically imagine this but less beefy.)

History: Abigael grew up as a fairly weak child. He did not have much stamina to run great distances, the speed to keep up with others, or the strength to perform much actions. He was, in his home town, known as the weakling of the town. Because of this title, his blunt and sarcastic attitude, and his feminine sounding name, he was often bullied by other children, and even mocked by adults. Unfortunately, Abigael was not the brightest person either. He had average grades, and average intelligence, never exceeding expectations. Despite all the bullying and all the remarks from others, he never particularly hated himself, or minded his disadvantage in life. In fact, he was happy with only meeting the bar, never standing out or being a star student. While Abigael was happy with his life, his parents were not particular happy. They would attempt to push him, to get him to try harder, to go out and exercise, but he always either found ways out of his task, or did a mediocre job at the task. Upon growing up, his parents grew concerned. They hoped that one day they could somehow get Abigael into their line of work as Exbeast researchers, who focused in weapon creation using Exbeast design and materials, but he was shaping up to become something else entirely. As a final effort, Abigael's parents brought him into their line of work, to observe what they do and what the career is like.
On that particular day, they had brought in the corpse of an Exbeast to research and collect parts from, in hopes of creating some sort of weapon. Unfortunately, the hunters that captured the Exbeast did a poor job, as they only damaged the beast to near death and mistook it for dead, when it was simply knocked out. The researchers learned this fact the hard way, when the beast woke up. The center was in chaos, as the beast thrashed about and attacked any and all that it saw, leading to the deaths of many. Abigael's parents were forced out of the room via the mob of escaping researchers, leaving Abigael confused and alone with the Exbeast. They could do nothing but watch through surveillance cameras as Abigael struggled to dodge and find a means of escape, believing that this would be the last time they would see their son. However, this was instead where they witnessed something surprising - Something Abigael was actually skilled at: Adapting and quick thinking. For a while, Abigael could do nothing but dodge and panic, but after a few moments he quickly gathered his surroundings and came up with a plan in a matter of seconds. He saw a weapon that was in development in the room - Something another group must have been working on before the chaos ensued. A glaive, that looked to have something attached to it. He also noticed multiple heavy wounds on the beast, ones that the beast would often grasp in pain. Abigael acted quick - He grabbed the weapon without, and upon touch, the item attached activated. A bug-like machine started flying around Abigael, zipping around back and fourth, looking at him as if waiting for an order. Abigael took a chance - he pointed at the weak spots of the monster with the command to attack, and the bug obeyed. It stabbed at the beast with a blade that emerged from its body, and began glowing an odd color, causing the beast to stagger. The bug then returned to Abigael, and inserted itself into the glaive, sharing its color with the weapon. Abigael felt a sudden surge of energy, like something he never felt before, and for some reason, the beast was slowing down. Its attacks seemed to be delayed, and Abigael's speed seemed to have increased. Abigael wasted no time and began striking at the beast with flurries of attacks and dodges, back and forth, directly into the beast's already opened wounds, until the beast fell, properly dead. Immediately following the Exbeast's defeat, researchers (Abigael's parents included,) flooded the room with cheers and and congratulations, thanking Abigael for stopping the beast before it could do much damage. His parents were amazed by their son's ability to notice and use the beast's weak-points to his advantage, and also his ability to use the experimental weapon. They knew immediately what their son was meant to do, but they wanted to make a few preparations before speaking to their son.
A year later, at the age of 15, Abigael's parents presented the finished model of the glaive to him, expressing firm belief that he was more than capable of using the weapon, and of fighting Exbeast. They assured Abigael that the rest of the research group believed the same, agreeing to give the finished glaive to Abigael, on the condition that they received regular reports on the weapon's behavior, with the advice of using the bug on the the corpse of a beast the next time he fights one. They then proposed the idea of attending AcadeMMO to Abigael, explaining that this was the place where all great fighters and heroes start, and that Abigael would certainly grow to be one of these heroes if he attended. Abigael, saw this as more of a demand than a proposal, since he was already enrolled by his parents. Abigael didn't like the idea of his parents enrolling him without his consent, but he was fine with joining the academy, believing this career was as good as any. With his belongings packed up and his bug companion (Who he took to calling "Beat" for the sake of convenience,) buzzing around him, he got on a train to the academy, hoping the assignments wouldn't be too bothersome.

Statistics: Level - 1

HP - 150 (15)

MP - 150 (15)

Attack - 12

Magic - 16

Speed - 14

Accuracy - 16

Defense - 0

Evasion - 19

Resistance - 0

Spells/Skills:
Tag 'em, Beat! [2] - Abigael sends out Beat at a specific part of an enemy, stealing an aspect and applying it to himself. He gets a temporary +10 stat boost in a certain stat, depending on the enemy and what Beat attaches itself to, while the enemy gets a -10 to that stat. Does a pitiful amount of damage - 1 multiplied by the level of the skill. Adds another +10 to the bonus and -10 to the enemies penalty per level. 7 meter range. Costs 10 MP per level. Command is the skill name.

"Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures!" [1] - Abigael uses his glaive as a vault to launch up into the air, where he aims to land on the enemy. If the enemy has lower evasion than Abigael's accuracy, he hits his target and jams Beat into them, getting a level 1 version of the "Tag 'em, Beat!" skill, while also getting a few hits in with the glaive, doing 10 damage per level. If Abigael misses the target, he lands on his face and takes 10 damage. Costs 10 MP per level. Command is the skill name.

(Really sorry about the walls of text. I might have gotten a bit carried away. ^^;;)

[User]
Hazel listened intently as she ate. "Hmmmm. I never really imagined that someone as famous as that could be your relative, but I think I've heard of him. 'S-Ranked Student Goes Missing in Excaledvol' sounds familiar at the very least. But it's kind of a cool prospect, isn't it? The idea that something else sentient might of, or who knows, even still might live in Excaledvol." She laid her head back, looking at the ceiling, still balancing a corn dog stick in her mouth. "At the very least they might be fun to fight." She paused again, turning her head back to Hayato. "Well, I hope you find him. I'm sure if he's an S-Rank he wouldn't go down easy. Even if he never did get to SS or SSS they're still a great margin above other students, even compared to A-Ranks."

Hazel could sympathize with Hayato's wish to get stronger. She too wanted to get stronger. She was determined to climb the ranks further, but she still wasn't strong enough to move to S. She'd also need to train more and more. She seemed to be deep in thought for a moment, but pulled a pen from her back pocket. She grabbed a napkin and scrawled on it for a moment. She held it up in front of the boy, "I guess since you told me all this I feel obligated to help, so take this. If you need to train or do a mission or something call me." She set the napkin down in front of him, with her cellphone number written on it.

[Assistant]
Hayato"Score!" Hayato said with a laugh as he pocketed Hazel's number. He expected she'd hit him for that too. But once things had settled down again, he'd ask:

"And what about you, Hazel? What's your reason for wanting to be the best? You're already, what, A rank?"

Just then, the doors burst open, and Taeion walked in. Hayato raised an eyebrow as the normally lazy boy walked over to make his order. From the smell of smoke around him, he must have just come back from an assignment. The Indolent Ninja took Special Assignments?

Cockatrice Hunt > AcadeMMOWhen Ryouta eventually brought out the Sprite and activated it, the group was teleported back to the school, their mission completed. With a beep, the holoscreen in the telepad room informed them that the rewarded Academy Credits had been deposited into their accounts. It was about half past five in the evening, and the sun was just starting to get low in the sky.

John"Oh, so you're here about the tutoring!" Professor Kirby said. "A Summoner, eh? Just what I needed at the moment, actually." He pointed over to several students in robes in the corner, most of whom were sitting in the stands watching while another stood in one of the sparring zones. The "Cage Fight" setting had been activated, raising a holographic barrier. The green, transparent cube seemed to only be made of light, but was strong enough to withstand the power of most Skills and Spells. Inside the sparring ring the student had placed a large sheet of paper with a complex rune on it. This was a True Summoning ritual, a magical process to directly create a short-term rift to Excaledvol and call forth an Exbeast. Only students who had help from the teachers would be able to cast these, as it was an incredibly complex ritual, and couldn't be used normally.

"Those students are all Summoners, but because they're freshmen, none of them have contracted an Exbeast. We only know they're summoners in the first place because of the results they got on the Magi Placement part of the entrance exams. Could you walk them through how to properly contract and control an Exbeast, and stand by in case anything goes wrong with that summoning?"

[User]
Soka was in line ordering some food. After getting his food, he was about to go back to his dorms, but decided he would stay around in the cafeteria for a while.

Sitting at a table, he looked around at everyone for a moment, before beginning to eat.

[Assistant]
Haruka

Her eyes focused on the weird mechanical bug from Abigail Intresting device you have there. she said to to Abigail with her ussual calm voice Is it your weapon of some sorts? she talked to the boy while walking over to the big bird again looking in its beak to see if her Kunai could still be found, they were really expensive to buy a piece but they worked so nice. She took a closer look in its beak but it already fell further down its troat it seems. She sighed a little and looked at the hole in the bird its head that the device just made to find out what it had done. It wasn't special or anything just a hole nothing more to be seen. She walked back over and found herself all quickly teleported back by the sprite It has been a pleasure to serve you all. I'll see you all around sometime. She walked off without any more to say to then.

After a few minutes of walking she finally got to the cafeteria. She grabbed a tray and got some traditional curry on her plate with chop sticks Instead of a fork or a spoon You need to stay well fed for fighting She walked over to the many tables and sat down by some random boy in silence. She sat across him without much saying in complete stealth. She looked at the boy for a moment more and talked short after I don't think its much of a problem if i sit at your table right. If he said no she would have probably kept sitting there anyway she grabbed her chopsticks and closed her eyes placing both her hands together with het chopsticks still in one Itadakimasu she soon began eating her curry across Soka.

[User]
Hazel sighed at Hayato's comment. This time she somehow found the power to restrain her fist, but her annoyance was visible. Only this moron could make me regret something like that this quickly, she thought to herself. Hayato's next question, however, caught her off guard. Why do I want to be the best? Somewhere deep inside her she knew that she really wanted to prove she was worth something, anything. But those words didn't come easy. Instead something else came.

"Why do I want to be the best? I think the better question, Hayato, is why don't you want to be the best? I don't see the point in settling for anything less."

[Assistant]
"You mean Beat? Yeah, he's part of the glaive. Simple stuff really. I just send him off, he steals something from the enemy, and gives it to me. Evens the playing field, I think." says Abigael, all the while looking at his glaive. Upon teleporting, Abigael stumbled around a bit, still not quite used to the method of transportation. After regaining his balance, Abigael sighed. "Those'll take some getting used to... Anyways, it looks like the mission's over, so I'll catch ya guys later. Maybe I'll actually go to class tomorrow and see you guys there." Without another word, Abigael walked off, giving a half-effort wave goodbye to the group.

Looks like that's all I needed. I guess I still got some time to kill. I mean, I don't have to report immediately. Abigael did a small spin to see his full surroundings, looking for things to do to pass the time. Let's see... There's a cafeteria... Some grub actually sounds pretty good right now. He headed towards the cafeteria. Upon reaching the selection of food, he inspected it while being deep in thought. Let's see... Well I might as well try something I've never had before... Question is, what do I try...?


[System]
* Gender: Female
* Appearance: "For Yuyuko-sama, I won't fail!"
* Personality: Calm, collected, serious. These are things Youmu tries to be at all times. To her credit, in a fight she is a dangerous and focused opponent, but outside of combat she is prone to being rather awkward. Her attempts to remain collected often fail, as Youmu is easily surprised and confused. She is not unintelligent, but it is simply quite easy to exasperate or perplex her. Youmu is easily frustrated by things that confuse her, and she is somewhat easy to mislead. However, she has been working on this, as to not fail Yuyuko. Youmu takes pride in her combat capabilities and her speed, as well as her katana, Roukanken and Hakuroken. In spite of her attempts to be a dutiful and serious warrior, Youmu retains a fear of ghost stories. In spite of being half ghost. And serving a ghost. However, when her opponent is not a ghost, Youmu can be a courageous fighter who refuses to give in. She also retains absolute loyalty to Saigyouji Yuyuko, even if the gluttonous ghost confuses and embarrasses her at times. Youmu is reluctant to kill other intelligent beings unless it is necessary to defend herself, Yuyuko, or others.
* Abilities: Youmu is somewhat more durable than a regular human being, and has a somewhat more capable healing ability, but this is nothing as extreme as most youkai. As a half-ghost, a portion of her soul is embodied as a non-sentient floating phantom referred to as Myon. This can be used to observe distant areas, fire danmaku, or even temporarily become a duplicate of Youmu for double team attacks. Youmu also feels everything Myon feels, though she cannot be damaged in this way(something painful to Myon will be painful to Youmu, though). Youmu is an incredibly skilled swordswoman, capable of wielding her blades both one and two-handed. Her strength is above human level, allowing her to wield the incredibly long Roukanken one-handed. Youmu's attacking speed allows her to slash many times in an instant, to the point where it appears as a single attack. She can also move very quickly, in both air and on land, her speed making her the second fastest person in Gensokyo. This allows her to pull off her family technique, Two-Hundred Yojana in One Slash, covering an enormous amount of distance and come back in the time it takes to unsheath Roukanken and cut with it, allowing her to cut foes even quite a distance away. She also carries spellcards and is fully capable of flight. Her most powerful technique, both in spellcard form and as a true attack, is Reflecting Satellite Slash. This attack is simultaneously the cutting of her blade and a wave of blades reflected by the light of the moon, assaulting her opponent in a flash of light as she moves to cut through them. Even in nonlethal danmaku form it is a highly dangerous attack. However, it requires Youmu to hold still and gather power to properly perform it. In spite of all her advantages, Youmu is still partially human and can be injured as a human can, and while attacks to Myon do not cause physical harm, the pain caused by them can immobilize her.
* Equipment: Youmu carries two katana, Roukanken and Hakuroken.

	+ Roukanken: An incredibly long katana, a nodachi that measures longer than the short girl is tall. Roukanken's blade was forged by youkai, allowing it to be nearly unbreakable. This is not the most notable feature of Roukanken, however. The katana's incredibly sharp blade transcends physicality, allowing it to cut apart even existences such as formless ghosts. Rocks, trees, flesh, steel, little can stand up to the unrestrained Roukanken. However, Youmu utilizes danmaku rules to avoid killing unless her life or the lives of others are in danger. Supernatural protection, or heavily augmented technology, may also defend against Roukanken.
	+ Hakuroken: A wakizashi, Hakuroken possesses no ability to kill a living thing. Indeed, it is almost entirely harmless, causing some pain and discomfort but otherwise nothing else. Its capabilities lie in another area. It can be used to parry and it can incapacitate with enough blows, but the true nature of Hakuroken is its ability to divide things such as confusion. Certainly, cutting confusion is a valuable asset to the easily-confused Youmu. However, this is merely a side effect of its intended function. Hakuroken instantly causes the state of Nirvana in spirits it strikes, causing them to vanish utterly.
* Brief Backstory: Youmu was born into the Konpaku family, half-ghosts in service of the ruler of the Netherworld, Saigyouji Yuyuko. She was trained intensely in swordplay, and in how to garden in order to cultivate the gardens around Yuyuko's home. Soon enough, Youmu became Yuyuko's servant, dedicated to her service even when she was to cause an incident that nearly(unintentionally) caused the awakening of a malevolent entity in the form of a soul-eating cherry tree. Since then, Youmu has actively assisted in the resolution of several incidents.
* Universe of Origin: Touhou Project

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Last Order pouted at Youmu's comment, still trying to get a better look at the two blades. Swords, after all, weren't common in Academy City--or, at least, not ones that weren't used for sports or adjusted in some way. And oddities were oddities, so she had good reason to be curious...

Which, of course, annoyed Accelerator. Before Last Order could make another jump up after the blade that the white-haired swordswoman had taken from her reach, Accelerator pulled her back and sighed.

"You know the saying, right? 'Curiosity killed the cat' or something like that."

He didn't need to say any more; Last Order stopped trying for the weapon. Thankfully.

"Look, you got your damn sweets, and now we're in some kind of stupid mess. I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to actively put your life in danger. Got it?"

"'Misaka understands.' says Misaka as Misaka quietly pouts and crosses her arms in annoyance."

...
Well, it would do for now.

"Okay. that aside... Guess you two are just as clueless? Figured as much." he complained, rolling his shoulders. "Seems people seem to know who Last Order is, which is an... issue. Thought that fuckin' Superintendent meant to keep that project under wraps..."

Muttering to himself, Accelerator walked back over to the edge of the building's roof and glanced at the ground below. Crowds formed and dispersed, it seemed, but one remained constant in that mess. A performance...?

Eh, not his problem.

"Oh, and to Greenie over there: Why are you being so defensive if nothing big happened? There shouldn't be a reason to freak out over something if it's as small as you say it is."

[Assistant]
Konpaku Youmu

Youmu relaxed a little as Last Order left her katana alone. It truly was nothing for a child to be messing with, that was for certain. While Hakuroken could not harm her, Roukanken was incredibly sharp, forged by youkai and capable of slaying phantoms. Before she could really do anything else... the boy was criticizing her again! Youmu didn't understand why such a thing was happening! Where did he get off making so many comments like that?!

"It is a matter of the Konpaku family's honor!" she asserted, nodding her head firmly and folding her arms across her chest. That was indeed the reason, it was important to clarify that there had been nothing strange that had happened. It had been a mere accident that had no effect on her or her family. "The fact that there was an accident when I believed you were in need of rescue was not my fault! I... still don't understand what happened, in fact. But my intent was to push you away from the edge, so you didn't fall!"

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Koishi Komeiji

"No, no, it's not 'that thing', it's Koishi!" The youkai replied, cheerfully oblivious to any insult being called a thing would be. She blinked between the two blond heroes. War? What was that? Were the fairies picking fights with eachother again? They were such funny danmaku matches. She would occasionally come across them and find herself unconsciously watching them.

The female blonde then approached her with a stern expression, telling her this was no place for young girls. Koishi looked around. Lots of people, shops, and other places but nothing that seemed especially dangerous. "Shopping districts aren't for young girls?" With a tilt of her head, she questioned the other girl, "Then we should get the little Scarlet out of here~"

The satori then proceeded to cup her hands over her eyes. Now, where was that tiny shut-in. It seemed that Koishi had completely forgotten where she had last seen the girl.

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Chamo Rosso

The young saint attempted to make her way through the throng of people. Such huge crowds and big strange buildings, all the flashing lights and chatter were giving her a major headache. She could silence it all, get rid of it one fell swoop. All she had to do was stick that foxtail into her throat. However, a voice in the back of mind, a voice that sound distinctly like Adlet (or maybe Hans?) was telling her to actually be patient.

With a scowl, she continued to walk through the crowd instead doing what she actually wanted. She wasn't actually paying much attention where she was walking. So, it wasn't much of a surprise when she ended up bumping into a red haired boy in glasses.

"Hey, watch where you're going! You almost made Chamo fall," The green clad girl demanded as if it was Negi's fault and not her own.

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"Tch. Honor this, honor that, shit ain't gonna matter when you're riddled with bullet holes these days." Accelerator shot in return as he once again made his way from the edge of the building's roof to stare at Youmu. "Why is it that every person I come across seems to idolize that? Seriously."

With that, Accelerator took a few slow, casual steps towards the white-haired samurai and, with his ever=present scowl on his face, sighed.

"Not like you're gonna listen or anything. Well, whatever; I don't particularly take it as an insult that you thought I'd be stupid enough to actually be in danger there, seeing as how you're just about as clueless as they come. But hey, just for the record: it's better to try and catch people when they start falling, not before."

Okay, that was probably enough of that; kicking the girl's pride to the ground and grinding it to dust wasn't fun, but it certainly drove the point home whenever he did it. But... Then again, that was in Academy City, every everyone knew who he was and what he could do.
Well, whatever.

"Anyways... I'm gonna go see if I can't get any reception here..." he trailed off as he pulled out a cellphone and started flipping through it.
By some miracle, the internet seemed to connect for him, but...
"...Huh. Never seen these articles before. Or this site..."

"'Ooh! Ooh! Misaka's seen that site before!' says Misaka as Misaka quickly steals the phone away from Accelerator to go search the web!"
"Oh, for the love of- You know what? Fine. Not. Even. Gonna. Bother."

With that, the little Misaka clone began to clumsily type out a few phrases in the search bar.
Like 'Academy City.'
Or 'Sisters Project.'

The first one, Accelerator wasn't too worried about; the second one, a tad--no, quite miffed. Didn't she know--

"'Okay, everything makes sense now!' says Misaka as Misaka shows Accelerator a wiki page dedicated to everything related to Academy City!"
"Wait... Those exist? Gimme that..." Accelerator spat as he grabbed the phone and took a closer look.
...
Well, shit. She was right. Everything that had happened, summarized on a single page, open for all to see...

"Alright, that's it, I'm going to kick that Superintendent's shit in once I get back. No way that confidential info could've been leaked; even the Sisters didn't dare speak a word of what happened with that fuckin' Imagine Breaker that night..."
"'Oooor something stranger is going on here!' suggests Misaka as Misaka takes away Accelerator's phone again to play Misaka's mobile games!"

With the little girl swiping the phone out of his hands again, though, Accelerator sighed and backed off. Once she started on those, there was no getting her off of them.
But she did have a point; there was no way all of that information would've been willingly leaked by that test-tube weirdo. Something was amiss, much more so than he initially anticipated. But interrogating the local populace would likely get him nowhere. Who would gain from dragging the two of them here in the first place? Needless to say, the other two strangers were probably in the same boat, as well...

"...You think that reconnaissance work may be in order? I can only tell where we are, but nothing else..." he said, turning back to the two he had been ignoring up until just now. "And hey, surprise surprise, you two actually don't stand out here! Well, except for those swords of yours. Those are banned here. You'll get arrested."

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Youmu frowned more deeply. Honor was of deep importance, both her own and the honor of the Konpaku family as a whole. Besides, simple bullets wouldn't be able to defeat her. It took more complex patterns every time she had met defeat, full-blown spell cards. Regular bullets would not be able to touch her! She did not practice constantly just to still be defeated to such a simple attack! Not at all! "Bullets aren't a danger to me, it takes much more then that. The speed of the Konpaku family is far beyond such techniques!"

She gave a firm nod. Certainly, Accelerator's words were much like direct, repeated punches aimed at her pride, but... at this point she had to try and stand firm. And she could certainly assert that mere bullets were of no consequence to her! Before she could really continue on about her point, however, and attempt to defend her actions further, Last Order grabbed some small device away from Accelerator and pointed out... a lot of very confusing things. Youmu tilted her head, confused. She didn't exactly get what was going on.

However, the comment about her katana immediately elicited an absolutely necessary response.

"I can't part with Roukanken or Hakuroken!" she said, taking a step back, "I don't know why I would be arrested, in any case. I haven't been forced to disarm no matter where I've been before."

It didn't make any sense to the half-phantom girl.


[System]
Image or Description:

She's 5'6" in height.

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Orientation: Straight

Mage or Familiar: Mage

Magic Type: Plants

Known Magic Styles: Summoning

Partner: TBA

Personality: Don't let Nancy's outward appearance fool you, despite looking like she wants to beat you up and steal your lunch money, Nancy's a pretty chill girl. In fact, she's the type to happily give you some baked goods that she made with a smile. Nancy can also be a bit lazy at times, and though she doesn't mind to help people out, she won't exactly be the first to jump up to help unless it's something serious. About the only place you'll see a serious Nancy is in the kitchen when she's cooking or baking as those are her passions in life.

Biography: If Nancy's family had a family crest, instead of lions or a dragon, it would have cooking utensils. That's because for as long back as any of them can remember, Nancy's family has always been cooks. About 4 generations ago, her family opened a small restaurant in the middle of Lynden and although it wasn't a 5-star restaurant by the time Nancy was born, it was a well-loved place by the locals. Nancy was taught at a young age to cook (which she quickly fell in love with) and was expected to take the restaurant over one day.

Nancy was content with going to a regular high school, figuring she didn't really need any fancy education for her magic which was starting to manifest. But in the middle of her last year of middle school, she ended up winning a cooking contest and caught the attention of a well-known and famous chef named Rasmodius. Wanting to see Nancy reach her full potential, Rasmodius offered to sponsor Nancy to go to St. Fortuna. His reasons for this was that magic grown fruits and vegetables were becoming more popular, and a cook that possessed that sort of magic would quite possibly rise in popularity quickly. Nancy still wasn't sure, though, but her parents eventually persuaded her to take Rasmodius up on his offer.

Likes: Baking, cooking, and being in the kitchen in general. She also enjoys dark goth clothing when she doesn't have to be in her uniform or in the kitchen. Also, enjoys tending to gardens. Also, coffee.

Dislikes: Work that isn't fun, food past its expiration date, mornings, long lectures.

Points:

Stats:
Proficiency: 2
Intelligence:4
Athletics: 4

Misc.: Enjoys trading makeup tips with Felicity. Also suffers from resting bitch face (but she doesn't bite, I promise). She spent her summer being tutored in the ways of cooking by Rasmodius.

What is your character's dream career?
Cooking in her family's restaurant, or just cooking in general.

Your character is caught telling a lie/cheating. How do they react?
Embarrassed for one thing. Then Nancy would try to explain why she did it.

Your character finds out someone close to them has been lying to them. How do they react?
Nancy's pretty forgiving and if the reason for doing so was decent she would probably forgive them quickly.

If your character were given $50, what would they do with it?
If there wasn't anything she needed right that moment, she would probably save it for when she did.

Someone close to your character gives them something very important and asks them to hold on to it until they come back. However, your character somehow loses it. What do they do?
Nancy wouldn't like it, but she'd tell the person that she lost their thing. She'd also try to do something to make it up to the person if she can, like buy them a new thing or keep looking if she's asked to.

 Your character is given the chance to perfect any one talent. What do they choose?
Cooking would be her first choice, but since she's already working on that, then it would be something she's always been curious about. Knitting.

What is your character's favorite book or movie genre? Why?
Any other genre is fine but it has to have comedy. Because there's nothing better in this world, whether you're feeling up or down, than a good comedy.

Who does your character admire/look up to?
Her parents for one, but also other well-known chefs.

Password: I could go for a brownie right now.

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Korrigan 'Korrey' Umbraisis

Korrey chuckled, glad that his partner enjoyed Vulcan's dumb little happy dance. As he listened to Felicity belt off her list of facts about herself, he had to let put low whistle. "You remind me of my friend Shivs, talks a mile a minute I tell ya, but she's also the type who'd rather burn a dress than wear. Hates floofy, girly clothing, but I'd bet even she'd be impressed to hear you made that yourself. I thought it was something from one of those big brand designer names that get bandied about hear and there. It looks real good on you too!" Tapping the bottom of Vulcan's container as he turned his attention back to the volunteers around him, he went back to quietly listening to Felicty's voice, though he found himself unable to keep to quiet when he heard about this friend of her's, Nancy. "Restruant kid, eh? Well, you'll have to introduce me sometime so that I can get some home-made grub or somethin'. Body this big needs a lot of fuel to keep it going, so you know I've got quite the appetite."

Korrey mentally took note of Felicities magic type, but didn't mention his ability quite yet. He wanted to delay the eventual reveal of his particular. . . oddity as long as he possibly could, afraid he was going to freak her out with it. Once the two of them reached their dorms, Korrey let out another whistle as he looked around the room, taking in everything there was to see about it and noting all of the features the volunteers mentioned as he set Vulcan down on one of the desks, when he was suddenly handed a paper. Korrey's eyes lit up at the mention of a Monster Hunting Class, nearly getting ready to leap with joy, only to immediately reel it in when he heard he had to have his party join it as well. Glancing at the girl from behind his sunglasses, he got the feeling that she wasn't as much an enthusiast as he was when it came to being an adventurer, especially if her passion was to be a fashion designer. Should he even make a mention of his desire to go, or should he just keep quiet about the whole thing.

Korrey didn't know what to do, and thus ended up staring at his paper, his pencil making slow circles over the monster-hunter class but never touching the paper.

Len

[Assistant]
Marth Carter

The boy spoke quickly and uninterestedly, Marth widened his eyes as the boy quickly picked up his belongings, not even giving the white haired Marth a chance to offer assistance.  I guess everyone is really tense  he thought to himself. He watched as the boy walked off quickly and dissipated into a crowd. Marth shrugged off the encounter regaining control over his luggage and resuming his commute.

Marth understood full and well how important the Sacramentum was but he didn't understand why everyone was so tense and nervous. Sure they were being bonded with someone they may or may not know but it would only be for a year. His only concern was to whom he would be contracted with and whether they would invade his personal space and would work with him. Last year was hell living with 5 other boys and sharing a bathroom with them. Marth shook his head in the horror and bad memories.

Sun hall

Marth reached the Sun hall and took a deep breath, this was probably one of his favorite places in the academy. As he walked through the door he felt a ripple through his body, slowing his walk came to a complete stop. You could feel the power the room held like it was sacred grounds being watched over by a diety. The architecture was breathtaking and the design overall was one of a kind. Marth moved forward being fairly close to the front of the crowd getting a good view of the headmaster, taking his features into full thought just like when he had seen him his first year. When he spoke his voice was loud enough to cover the whole hall.

Soon enough the speech was over and people soon began being paired, the person that caught his attention was someone who he had seen earlier, Leo de Coeur. He is from a noble family with great power, he most likely had seen him at some meeting or diner of the sort, Marth made note to make a proper introduction with him in the future.

"Lilac De Blanc and Marth Carter!"

Marth heard his name and let out a little smirk, he was happy to get the sacramentum done with and relieve his curiosity of who his partner in crime will be. He made his way to the front dropping his bags by the front of the steps and walking up. Marth reached the vacant priests, nodding his head and greeting them, he then waited for his partner to arrive. After about 30 seconds the headmaster called out his partners name again and again but she was nowhere to be found.

Perhaps his partner didn't show up on the first day or missed the train, but no she just had trouble getting to the front podium, she came up the steps half running. Marth looked at her with calm and collected eyes, he remembered that she was with Leo earlier. He took into account how small and frail she was looked, hopefully she made up for it in another category.

"Greetings, my name is Lilac de Blanc, I hope we can work together well"

At least she was willing to cooperate with Marth, he smirked as he greeted her back. "If we cooperate we will have a fruitful year, I am Marth Carter. It is a pleasure to meet you Lilac de Blanc" Marth didn't ask for much, only someone willing to work with him and pull their weight. He then turned to the Druid, "I am ready to begin"

@MechonRaptor@TheHangedMan

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𝔏𝔢𝔬 𝔍𝔬𝔥𝔫 𝔡𝔢 ℭ𝔬𝔢𝔲𝔯

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Gripping her hand firmly, Leo shook it, reciprocating her friendly greeting in his own way. Of course, his face was still entirely impassive, but he was sure he got the message across.

With that out of the way, the bonding ritual began in earnest. From what he'd seen earlier, it wouldn't take that long, which was sensible - with so many students to attend to, making a show of it would keep them here all day. Better keep it short and simple.

They were asked to hold out their hands, with his over hers, and placed them on top of a pedestal. The druid spoke words of power that he could scarcely comprehend; an ancient rhyme meant for the ritual. He felt slight tingling sensation on the back of his right hand, and in moment the seal of the sacramentum embedded itself onto his skin.

He took a moment to admire it. It was such a small thing to look at, but at the same time, the magnitude of what it represented was beyond words.

"And with this, we are Mage and Familiar," he announced innocuously, "I look forward to our time together."

Afterwards, they were led off the stage by a pair of volunteers. "This way please. We'll be leading ya to yer dorm rooms nah. If ye need any help wi' yer luggage, feel right free ta ask," said one volunteer, a short brunette with unusual eyes - one blue and one green.

Her partner nodded, not adding anything more.

"Thank you. I could use some assistance with this," he said, dragging a large trolley towards them. It was the one that contained his books, and easily his heaviest bag.

"Right then, off we go!" said the female volunteer, a bit over-enthusiastically.

As they walked, Leo decided to get to know his new partner a little better. Starting early didn't hurt after all. "So Talia, tell me a little bit about yourself," started Leo. "Hobbies? Habits? Easily exploitable fears that I can take advantage of to establish dominance? Personally I like to read in my spare time." All said with the same impassive gaze.

What? He could tell a joke - just really, really, rarely and under the right circumstances. He considered this moment to be the right one. He felt - or maybe imagined - that his new partner was a little tense around him.

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[Assistant]
Nancy was relieved when Nathan not only held his hand out to her but also told her that she gave him goodies last year. Good, that meant that Nathan thought she was at least somewhat nice. Nancy could work with this. "Yeah man, that was me! Which I guess means we must of have some classes together last year. Thought I recognized ya!" Nancy told him with an even bigger smile than before. Then the druids motioned them to come closer, the Sacramentum was going to start.

Nancy held her hand out, letting it be put on the pedestal and kept still and silent as the druids chanted and dripped the water onto their hands. It was a strange feeling having the seal put on. Not a bad one of course just weird. Like a buzzing underneath the skin...no that wasn't it. It was kind of like...having something warm, but not too hot, being placed on the back of her cold hand. Yeah, that was what the feeling was like. It didn't last too long, though, because as soon as they finished chanting and Nancy moved her hand away, it slowly started to fade to soft brown.

"Woah man..." Nancy said in awe as she traced what she could see of the seal before it turned brown, only to be seen as its vibrant red again when Nancy next practiced magic. She once again smiled at Nathan, glad this was going so well so far. "Well dude, I guess we should be getting to our rooms now." She told him as she quickly ran over to where she left her things and wheeled them over to Nathan and the volunteers to be lead to their rooms.