[System]
Kurogana Kobuto - The Fox
Nickname/Alias: The Fox
Gender: Male
Age: 35

Village: Hidden Stone Village
Birthplace: Hidden Stone Village

Rank: S
Position: Tsuchikage
Chakra Nature: Earth

[url=]Additional Appearance Details:[/url] 6'3

History: At least three paragraphs.

Personality: One or more paragraphs please.

[url=]Theme:[/url] Optional.
Base Weapons & Items:
X explosive tags.
x Mikabishi
X smoke bombs.
X kunai

Specialized Weapons & Items:

Name of Weapon or Item: Chakra Reducing Gloves

Description: Kobuto wears a pair of gloves that muffle his chakra in his hands. These gloves's ability to muffle chakra also make them unable to be affected by seals. Kobuto can carry seals on them without himself being affected. The index finger of these gloves are cut off to allow him to use jutsu.

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Name of Weapon or Item: Jade Books of Heaven: Creation Jeweled Spear

Description: The item for which Kobuto is most known for. It is a part of a series of books that are connected together.

The book draws in chakra from a radius of half a kilometer, in proportion to it's strength, siphoning it in. The amount stolen is minuscule, and due to being proportional, is rarely ever fatal, as it will always leave a portion behind.

The cover of this book is hard as stone, and it's chakra draining amount is much higher in direct contact. Without special gloves, it can drain a person of most of their chakra in minutes. This draining on contact also renders it resistant to chakra enhanced blades, as their chakra is stolen on contact.

The pages of this book are excellent conductors of chakra as well, making them ideal for seals. Any book in the series whose first 30 pages written upon will have the writing appear across all books in the series. The pages can be erased via chakra.

The book itself consumes chakra passively, meaning there's not a 'constant' charge between battles for Kobuto to draw on, but he can steal chakra from it gathered midbattle.

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Name of Weapon or Item: ( '').

Description:
Special Traits
Average Chakra Pool
Average Endurance
Average Strength

Versatile Earth Style Techniques
Very Intelligent
Physically Fast
Talented in Barrier Jutsu
Talented in Seals
High Chakra Control

Techniques:

Canon Jutsu

Earth Release: Hiding Like a Mole Technique:
Earth Release: Double Suicide Decapitation Technique:
Earth Release: Hiding In Rock Technique:
Earth Release: Subterranean Voyage:
Earth Release: Underground Projection Fish Technique:
Earth Release: Tunneling Technique:
**He's like a fish going through rock if ya haven't guessed.
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Earth Release: Earth Style Wall: Kobuto's wall is engraved with Ionic Order
Earth Release: Earth Flow Spear:
Earth Release: Earth Flow Wave:
Earth Release Gun Technique:
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Finger Carving Seal: With Kobuto's excellent chakra control, he's able to use this to create seals at high speeds. Generally he can create a seal across his equipment at the speed it take a normal ninja to create a handsign.
Chakra Draining Seal:
Contract Seal:
Summoning Technique: Kobuto is able to summon his Jade Books of Heaven, as well as his ninja arsenal(kunai, ect.)
Chakra Absorption Technique: Used to regain chakra from his book.
Paper Shuriken
Barrier: Canopy Method Formation
Sensing Technique: Can read chakra drawn into his Jade Books of Heaven, such as the direction it came from, as well as its feel/owner
Sealed Bomb Square Release

Custom Jutsu
Name of Technique: Explosive Tag Seal
Type of Jutsu: Sealing Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Contact
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A
Description: The user creates the seal for an explosive tag with volatile chakra behind it.

Weakness: Being volatile, they can be detonated prematurely.
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Name of Technique: Seal of the Spider Bite
Type of Jutsu: fuininjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Contact
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A
Description: A seal that draws from the opponents chakra system in order to seep out their chakra.

Weakness: If the seal is interupted to a large enough degree, such as from a large cut, or a burn, its effects disappear.
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Name of Technique: Summoning Seal: Star Crossed
Type of Jutsu: Sealing Space Time Ninjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Contact
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A
Description: Placing a summoning seal onto a surface, Kobuto is able to summon an object through the surface

Weakness: Requires close range, seal can be destroyed.

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Name of Technique: Jade Books of Heaven: Jeweled Spear Creation
Type of Jutsu: Supplimentary Ninjutsu
Rank: D
Range: Close
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: 3
Description: Kobuto refreshes his book, wiping clean its pages, and recreating any damaged ones.

Weakness: The paper is flammable?

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Name of Technique: Jade Books of Heaven: Pure Land Devastation
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu
Rank: S
Range: 20 Meters
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: 20
Description: Using a seal placed in the middle of the book, and flooding it with chakra with his gloves off, Kobuto increases the effects of it's chakra drain to a high degree. The drain works by blasted his chakra throughout the area, then pulling back on it. At a high cost, a simple Kai can release one from this drain, though it still removes a large amount of chakra as it will 'rip' out the portion it's latched to.

Weakness: It's heavy tax damages Kobuto's chakra system, he can only use it once a day, and it weakens his jutsu use after one use due to the damage.

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Name of Technique: Jade Books of Heaven: Seal of Yomi
Type of Jutsu: Sealing jutsu
Rank: B
Range: 10 Meters
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: 4
Description: The pages in Kobuto's book burst out, sealing an object infront of them inside them.

Weakness: DODGE! Burn the pages. Also, Jade Book of Heaven's pages need refreshing afterwards.

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Name of Technique: Jade Books of Heaven: Barrier of the Koi Fish
Type of Jutsu: Barrier Ninjutsu
Rank: A
Range: Short
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: 3
Description: Using chakra gathered from the Jade Books of Heaven, Kobuto is able to create a barrier to spread out matching incoming chakra across a screen. Only large amounts can be spread out enough to have an effect.
I.e. If he's absorbed someone's chakra, he can create a barrier to black large area attacks with their own chakra, but it doesn't work against small concentrated attacks. Kobuto must concentrate to keep the barrier up. The barrier is a non-physical chakra screen

Weakness: Small attacks or physical attacks. Kunai are this barrier's worst nightmare.

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Name of Technique: Jade Books of Heaven: Barrier of Uke Mochi
Type of Jutsu: Offensive Barrier Ninjutsu
Rank: B
Range: Short
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: 5
Description: A barrier with the consistancy of glass is created using chakra borrowed from Jade Books of Heaven. When it is broken, it shatters, and it's shards home in on the chakra used for it.

Weakness: Let it be? Dodge?

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Name of Technique: Earth Release: Hidden Makibishi
Type of Jutsu: Supplimentary
Rank: E
Range: Medium
Nature Type: Earth
Handseals: N/A
Description: Using a small of dirt that will collapse if any pressure is placed on it, dozens of Makibishi are hidden across an area.

Weakness: Don't let him place them.

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Name of Technique: Earth Release: Gaia Magnum
Type of Jutsu: Ninjutsu
Rank: C
Range: Medium
Nature Type: Earth
Handseals: N/A
Description: Touching the ground with a finger, Kobuto creates a small area of pressure in it, that will eventually build up until it releases firing a small piece of earth like a bullet at his opponent.
Weakness: Dodge?

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Name of Technique: Finger Carving Seal: Palm Displacement
Type of Jutsu: Sealing Jutsu, Taijutsu
Rank: N/A
Range: Close
Nature Type: N/A
Handseals: N/A
Description: Using the Chakra Reducing Gloves to his advantage, Kobuto carves a seal on them that is rejected by the gloves. The seal can then be transferred to whatever he strikes. Any seal placed on his gloves will disappear in under 30 seconds.

Weakness: Whatever Seal he uses only lasts for half a minute.

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[User]
Umichi stopped as she felt the chakra in the air around her, and saw the shining. It wasn't a normal person. Well.... she did need some warm up before she slayed a god she supposed. Her gentle smile turned to a wicked slasher grin. Today was the only day Umichi could be herself, completely without facade, and she reveled in it.

"Aw, the poor woman want's to play. Well, if I can't make it ugly, I'll make it beautiful crimson. Curse the god's that put you in this position: Fukurokuju* curses you, and Bishamonten** smiles on me."

As she spoke, she tapped her water jug with the tessen, and pointed at the center of the glow.

Water Release: Fang of Orochi

A stream of water that could punch through a tree shot out of her jug at the woman.

She hadn't gathered much water at all, but counted on the element of speed to start off the engagement. Umichi was limited as a water user in that she couldn't make her own, but was talented in how well she used it, and the speed her tessens worked. She left her green tessen in her sash, she'd rather not get too rough.

The humidity around them began to increase dramatically.

*Kami of Longevity, more or less has deathnote
**Kami of War, fortune of the warrior.

[Assistant]
Kōkina, Shūrei - Yūyami Miko

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In response to the woman's words, Shūrei's frown deepened and she took a stance, positioning her staff further in front of her as she did so. Taking in a deep breath she opened her mind to the voices of the hitodama around her and to the emotions of the world. An intense look of focus entered her eyes and then her opponent struck.

In a single swift motion she took a step forwards and whirled her staff, eliciting a response from the glowing spirits around her. Immediately a vortex of hardened, glowing wind erupted forwards, the spirits spiraling around the stream of water and flying through it in terms, tearing it apart. The veritable beam of energies continued towards Umichi even as its master struck her staff against the ground and sent glowing red streams of energy coursing into it, the glow around her fading slightly as she did so. " Despite the wishes of the gods, I'm afraid I simply cannot let you do that," she responded, her tone both tense despite the calming sound of her voice.

Spirits coalesced around her staff, channeling into it, a mixture of fire and wind now.

She'd not be letting the woman hurt a single soul under her protection, not so long as she lived.

[User]
Umichi raised an eyebrow as her shot was spun away. She didn't expect much from a shot like that anyways, she'd need more water than that to really do damage. The humidity continued to raise around her as her tessen pulled more in. The waves on the brooks became uneven, pointing towards her.

"Defy the gods... I like that."

As the woman raised her staff, Umichi withdrew her tessen, touching the water jug once again. They stood 5 meters apart. Both moved in step as the woman slammed the ground with her staff, and Umichi made a 'iai' like motion with her tessen, 'unsheathing' the rest of the water she carried out of it's jug, combining with the water in the atmosphere, creating an arc of water of the same size as Umichi slamming forward at high pressure. The water was thickest at the center, and was continually airborn. Umichi prefered keeping the water she controlled that way.

Umichi didn't know the technique, but her defense was fairly straight forward. She was going to make a shield of water, and ram it into whatever technique her opponent threw at her. If it was solid, it'd hit the force of the rising water, and at least be sent upward. If it wasn't, it would still hit the water. If it was energy based, it would probably diffuse or refract in the water. In any case, unless it matched the water itself, the woman would have to deal with the water slamming into her. It was all of Umichi's current supply as well. It was never the amount of water Umichi used however, it was the high pressures she launched all water at.


[System]
Age: 56
Gender: Male
Breed/Species/Type/Lineage: Seelie Sidhe (Faerie)

Physical Description:

Talents:-Flight: The ability to fly with proficient maneuverability for a long duration of time.

-Nature Magic: The ability to manipulate nature in various ways such as entangling creatures with branches or roots, concealing himself within the earth, or harnessing energy from plant life to strengthen his blade.

-Illusory Manipulation: Can use Illusion Magic to disguise himself or create minor sensory illusions against others.

-Sleep Inducing Magic: The ability to induce a narcoleptic state of sleep in targeted creatures. (Related: Karram also has the innate ability to create illusions or send messages to sentient beings in their dreams.)

-Empathy: The ability to perceive people's emotions and motives.

-Sword-fighting: He is a trained swordfighter.

History:The Sylian branch family is renowned in the faerie community of Ireland. For centuries they have served as judges in the Seelie Court, with the primary responsibility of doling out punishment for faeries who have committed crimes against the mortals or faerie brethren. Karram Sylian's family was different however. He was the unfortunate product of an unlawful relationship between a Seelie faerie and an Unseelie faerie. His father was pronounced a traitor to the community and both he and his forbidden lover were executed. Karram Sylian was to be banished from the Seelie Court and sent to the Ashen Pit where Unseelie miscreants lived. However his father's brother, Eromyr, was able to convince the council to spare the infant faerie and grant him 20 years of life to prove his usefulness to the community. The council gave in and allowed Eromyr to adopt Karram and teach him as his own.

For the next 15 years Karram grew up learning the ways of the Seelie Court, faerie magic, and other resourceful trades. He never learned about his past or birth parents until his 16th birthday. Eromyr sat him down and explained the scenario that lead to his birth. Astonished and heartbroken, Karram spent the next few weeks lazing in a deep depression. But eventually he came to his senses and decided his life's work would be to amend his family's honor and eventually become Seelie Grandmaster. On his 20th birthday Karram was brought before the council of elders and rigorously tested. His incredibly honed skills and vast faerie knowledge surprised the council, and so they let him live.

Five years later Karram was appointed as a Seelie Adviser, the same position his uncle Eromyr held. He and Eromyr were sent with several others to the United States to set up a new branch of the Seelie Court within the supernatural communities that exist there. Karram was especially excited to travel to a new place where he could make a name for himself without the past haunting his every move. For the last 31 years, Karram has served as an adviser in the courts. He is known for his ability to detect the emotions and motives of defendants as well as his overall intelligence and loyalty; even receiving a few nods from Count Caradoc in the past.

In the human world, Karram originally disguised himself as a young and ambitious David Rodgers. He took up a job as an attorney and excelled in the position for just over 20 years. However he was commanded by the courts to change both his disguise and persona due to skepticism in his office over his apparent lack of aging. So he adopted the name Karl Silverman and has since been working for the IRS at the request of the courts (presumably so he could look into some of the supernaturals who mingle with with the humans).

But now everything has changed. The resurrection of Nemsemet and the slaughter of the Count and his high council has caused chaos in the supernatural world, and the last thing Karram wants is for that chaos to spill into the mortal world. Because if it does, it could bring the whole world to its knees...

Psychological Profile:Karram is unlike most faeries in many ways. Determined and courageous, Karram is always looking to prove himself useful to his community; and to himself. He hides his insecurities and depression by focusing entirely on work, and so he could easily be seen as a workaholic. He finds the usual rambunctious and mischievous nature of his fellow faeries to be immature; whereas he tends to focus on more serious matters. However he does share a deep distrust for Unseelie Sidhe due to his interactions with them in the courts as well as the indoctrination he experienced living with the Seelie Sidhe community in Ireland. Outside of combat or work, Karram is relatively quiet and often becomes entranced in his own thoughts. He also has trouble turning off his professionalism considering he doesn't harbor many actual friendships.

Possessions:-Oakbane, a custom blade enchanted with earthen magic.
-Sylian Pendant, a necklace worn by members of the Sylian Branch Family.
-Faerie Dagger, a small dagger he keeps sheathed on his lower back as a secondary/defensive weapon.

Yes, and:
Karram was one of the presiding advisers during Antonio's preliminary hearing, where he briefly met Flint as well. He was the one that suggested his innocence after reading his emotions in the courtroom. Although initially ignored, Antonio was proven innocent anyway after the murders continued.

Flash forward several decades later, Karram, under his human guise of Karl Silverman, was asked by the IRS to audit the Horizon Foundation before their annual licensing renewal. It was apparent from the start that despite his disguise Antonio knew who he was, more than likely by scent. It was a moderately uncomfortable confrontation but nonetheless remained civil.

(^Can be amended or changed entirely if you don't think it fits.)

[User]
The hidden blade that flew at Gray's face was a bit of a surprise. He twisted to the side and deflected it by raising his right arm. It scratched at his armored forearm before clattering to the ground.

She was fast and strong, quickly breaking the hold Beth had on her and slipping away into the darkness. Leave it to the disembodied spirit to hold someone down! Catch her or subdue the would-be lord surrounded by his minions? Gray took the easier option. He didn't have time to retrieve his shotgun if he wanted to catch her which alone would be a tricky feat. Instead he picked up the gym bag that still lay close on the ground and started sprinting after her. It was a good thing he wasn't a particularly big guy because that would make running a lot harder.

Scaling the fire escape to follow her on the roof was not a feasible option. Plus it led right into any trap she could lay. Gray ran through the alleys below trying to head her off from the ground. This was unfamiliar terrain, he was disadvantaged but it would be better than trying to out-climb something as feral as a vampire. He slowed his pace in order to listen to the movements above. These buildings were thankfully only a few stories high so he could still hear footsteps as she ran atop the roofs. If she got any further away he might lose her. Good thing the block was about to end. Hope she can't leap fifty feet or this would be one hell of a chase.

[Assistant]
The sword was fucking heavy. Much heavier than his own back at the (ruined) Daycare, so Parry's slices and dices among the vamps in the front lobby were much slower than he was used to. A Dawn Blade was a Dawn Blade to a Celestial, but they were unique snowflake weapons, made by the higher ups for each foot soldier. Plus this was Cymriel's sword, Cymriel's wings he was using. Kind of like borrowing your buddy's gun for the evening. If the police traced the serial number without looking at the prints, well, Cym would be up the Creek and Parry would be facing consequences for how he used it.

Ducking, weaving, and parrying was the name of the game then. The maitre'd vampire, Jean, took one look at Parry in the fight and booked it for the kitchen- and Parry let him go. When one of the higher vamps took a swipe at him, Parry went ahead and gave the guy a once-through the arm at the wrist. The vamp's hand dropped to the floor, but Parry didn't follow through, too busy making his way through the melee toward the head snake.

Billy Rikker was on his hands and knees near the back of the foyer, licking Celestial blood out of the carpet with some of his senior vamps.

This whole thing needed to end. Billy had a hundred Thralls and easily half as many pure-vamps in his service, but that number could be cut in half from the wounded and dead they'd piled up. Problem was, Parry knew Billy had more muscle than this and the group only got this far by surprise alone. They needed a bargaining chip to get out of this mess.

"Tony!" Parry yelled, pointing at the head Vamp with his free hand. Hopefully the were-Tiger would get the message over the melee. They needed a hostage to get out of here alive. Or an opportunity to cut the head off this snake. Billy had clout over a lot of the supernaturals in the East Side. A few shifter packs, a witch coven, even a minor fae court. They probably wouldn't throw in with Tony just because Billy was dead or captured, but they might reconsider their loyalties after their leashes were cut.

Parry, meanwhile, let Autumn and Gray (YUMMY!) book it for the vamp that had run out the front door. Parry was content to let them go for her, unfurling his wings fully to block the Entrance/Exit doors so the horde didn't follow them out into the streets.

[User]
On instinct Beth flickered in and out of tangibility to avoid the swipe of a blade and in an attempt to seize hold of the vampire girl again. The first proved successful, but the girl managed to slip away before Beth could solidify her hand, and sped off down the street via the rooftops. Beth's hand slammed against the brick wall; she felt only an opposing force.

Her speed was nothing compared to a vampire, even one so young, and the farther she went from the club, the less she knew of her allies' fate. But with so many of them busy, and their mission still fruitless, she took chase alongside the hunter.

Unlike Gray, she knew the layout of this town so well she could draw a better map than Google if she wanted.

She dashed through alleys and office blocks, taking as many natural and supernatural shortcuts as she was privy to, until she caught sight of the vampire once again. The long line of buildings came short there; this was their best opportunity. Beth scanned the street around her for something useful and, finding only trash cans, garbage and broken pieces of glass, sent it all flying towards the vampire. The trash cans went first, a trail of garbage left in the air. She applied as much telekinetic force to the throw that she hoped it would knock the bitch off her feet.

The glass went next, and Beth aimed low. Vampires endured the worst but she only hoped to subdue the girl. "If you have anything useful in that bag of yours, now is the time!" she shouted across the alley to Gray. It would take the both of them, and perhaps another if anyone had bothered to follow them, to take and keep the vampire down. She spared him a brief look, and began to consider throwing him onto the roof.

The idea was too good to waste time debating. Beth manipulated the energies around Gray, picked him up of the ground as a means of warning him, before tossing him onto the roof in front of the vampire. It would be a rocky landing, but she got him there.

[Assistant]
Could any aspect of this mission go as planned? The thought made Karram's head ache like before. The winged angel version of Parael was flying around wielding god knows what kind of mystical blade, Flint and Tony were down for the count, and now the vampire hostage was on the run. Karram wanted to face-palm but felt it better to tag along with Beth and Gray as they pursued their desired target. The vampire was skilled and experienced. But Karram calculated that the three of them together would be enough to capture her, so long as no additional surprises sprang out of nowhere.

Karram watched as Beth manipulated trash cans and bottles and glass pieces, hurling them at the roof runner with great precision. Then she yelled at Gray and sent him flying onto a rooftop nearer to their target. "I'll back him up!" Karram spread his ethereal wings and zipped past Beth heading upward to assist Gray as he landed. By darting to the vampire's rear, he and Gray would have her flanked. As he flew, he drew his dagger and prepared to throw it to the side of the vamp's feet to hopefully halt her from changing course.

With that, he reached the target and aimed the dagger at her feet. He stopped on a dime, hovering a few feet back from her. Karram noted a nearby tree on the street corner at the end of the rooftop. Could be a useful tactic if she attempts to run again... he thought to himself before turning his attention back to the female vampire. His sword was drawn still and he wore a determined expression as he stared at her back.

"Why don't you stop running, okay?" Karram could see Gray was still holding onto the mystery bag of goodies. Hopefully something in there was strong enough to put their vampire friend here down for a bit. If not, Karram may have to delve into his repertoire of sleep-inducing magic and see if that works.


[System]
Physical Description:
Sarah is a slender girl with bright green eyes and soft, shoulder-length pink hair and pale, almost alabaster skin. She stand at about 5'4" (162.6 cm) and weighs 100 lbs (45.3 kg). She has a curious glint in her eyes, and tends to see everything as though for the first time.

Class: Oracle

Personality:
Sarah is a warm, compassionate soul, always worried about other peoples' welfare and willing to go to any length to protect them. Despite her lack of social experience with the world, she can tell when people are being hurt or abused, and will try and ease their suffering any way she can.

Due to mostly being a blank state, the world around her entices her curiosity, and she will try to learn as much about it as possible. She will try and know more any new sensations or experiences she might encounter, giving her the feeling of a wide-eyed newborn child eagerly gawping at the beautiful world around them.

Her lack of experience with the world means she's also very naïve and clueless about current events or about certain social cues or behaviors that more worldly people would pick up easily. She does have a general sense of social decency and behavior, but the nuances or subtler plays are a bit beyond her experience, and a cunning operator can out-think her until she catches on.

However, despite this, one should not push her too far. She is still an Oracle, and programmed with combat skills and powerful abilities, and can end up fighting back rather tenaciously when she or those she cares about are threatened.

History:
Sarah recalls nothing of her past, practically having been 'born' to the world with the opening of her case.

Abilities:
* Enhanced physical attributes: As an Oracle and genetically engineered being, Sarah possesses a certain amount of enhanced strength, increased agility, and improved durability and stamina, as well as a small measure of enhanced senses. However, the emphasis are on stamina and agility, making her a poor choice for a heavy fighter.
* Healing: Aside from no small skill at normal healing, she possesses the ability to heal injuries and wounds almost instantly. Currently, she's still learning how to use this power, so she can heal mild injuries and cuts.
* Protective 'magic': Sarah can use her 'magic' to protect her allies by casting a small, protective halo to absorb some of the damage that hits them.

Equipment:
Sarah barely has anything beyond the shirt on her back and a few items and supplies given to her by her mysterious caretaker.

RP Notes:
Sarah is basically a blank slate, one with little to no knowledge of the outside world, and must learn more about it to survive and complete her destined mission. Fortunately, she does have a certain amount of combat skills programmed into her, allowing her to fight competently and survive long enough to get stronger.

Sarah's main virtues are compassion and empathy, the ability to feel for those around her, and a strong desire to reduce their suffering and help them find happiness.

Role-wise, Sarah would lean towards a mage-knight with an emphasis on magic and healing. While she is still an Oracle, she prefers to use magic and healing to support her allies in battle and help them out of battle.

[User]
Kensu

 The demon monster was chasing Sarah, just like she planned, and he had changed into his human form. Kensu jumped up from his location behind a rock and began running after the black robed creature with the scythe. "NOOOOO!!" He yelled and raised his mighty hammer. Through his hammer he channeled a thick volt of lightning and aimed for the ground beneath Jabberwocky's feet. The ground exploded in a rain shower of rock and smoke.

[Assistant]
Sarah

Sarah manages to run into the village, and stops to take a breather. At her heels, Pip barks at her in encouragement, then turns around, growling at... something. Sarah braces herself, wondering if the dragon had flown away; she can't hear its wings, and something that big would make a lot of noise stomping around, right?

To her surprise, she sees a man in a hooded cloak, carrying an oversize scythe that was almost rippling with dark energies. A chill shoots up her spine, though she doesn't understand why. Besides her, Pip seems to have gotten even more agitated, actively snarling at the man. Sparks were forming around the electric dog, as though he's charging up for an attack.

"Uh, s-sir?" she says cautiously. "I don't know how to put this, but... there's a flying monster around here somewhere. You might want to take cover someplace before it comes back..."

[User] He grins, baring sharp teeth. "Oh, I know about the monster." He stops when the ground blows up in a bolt of lightning. He turns, enraged, and snarls deep in his throat. "That foolish priest followed me?" He hisses, a thin, animalistic sound. He roars, the ground trembling from the force. He then uproots a small tree, and swings it like a hammer on the priest. "Silence!"

[Assistant]
Sarah

To her surprise, Master Thunderfist appears and used a hammer to create a bolt of lightning, attacking the stranger. The stranger's response was no less startling; he lifts a small tree and tries to crush Thunderfist under it.

Pip needs no invitation, and is already charging the stranger, shooting a bolt of lightning at him. Finding no other option, Sarah raises her sword and moves in to join the fray. She tries to cover Pip so he doesn't get crushed under the stranger's attacks.

[User]
Kensu

 Kensu wakes up near the tree, luckily for him it wasn't a direct hit. His leg and his left arm are broken though. He props himself up using his right hand, the tree had knocked him about 3 or so meters from the fight. He could see Pip charging up and Sarah raise her sword. He raised his Hammer, it had maybe one more charge in it before it was just a hammer again, it began to spark.... *poof* he had used up all the hammer's energy with his last bolt. He screamed at Jabberwocky, "YOU'RE A PATHETIC PIECE OF DOG SCAT!! YOU KNOW THAT! NOTHING BUT A WEAK LACKY! TELL ME, DO YOU WIPE DRAYGON'S ASS TOO?" then he collapsed back down, breathing heavily.

[Assistant] He snarls, and spitefully kicks Pip aside, sending him flying into Sarah, bowling her over. He then walks towards the fallen priest, and his pupils narrow into slits. "A lacky? Oh no no no, you don't get it, do you? I have Draygon in my pocket." He laughs, a deep, evil cackle. He looks over at Sarah and dismisses her as no threat. He then looks at the broken, battered priest. "What I want? I want to watch this world burn. For all it's evils, all it's suffering. It's just justice."

[User]
Sarah

"Master Kensu!" Sarah cries out as she sees the old wizard crumple to the ground. She rushes forwards to save Kensu, giving a loud cry as she swings her sword. However, she gets caught off-guard by the man throwing a yelping Pip at her, knocking her onto her ass. She grunts in surprise, but she quickly gets up, putting Pip aside.

"Stay here!" she orders the dog. She charges her sword with lightning and fires it at the stranger once she has a clear shot. Once she has his attention again, she resumes taking a fighting stance.

"Leave Master Thunderfist alone," Sarah demands. "Who are you, and what do you want? And why did that monster attack the villagers?! They've done nothing!"

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Kensu

 When Jabber turns to look at Sarah Kensu takes advantage of the moment. He had unscrewed a small bulb from the bottom of his hammer handle and was able to toss it to Sarah. It landed at her feet. "Attach it to the sword, kill this pretender!" He yelled, somewhat weakly

[User] He hisses. "Die." He swings his scythe into his ribs, silencing the annoying priest with a nasty squish. He wipes off his blade, and picks up the mans hammer, spinning it. "A powerful weapon....hum....." He points the hammer, and frowns. "It's empty. Strange...." He tosses it aside.

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Sarah

"NO!" Sarah screams as Jabber kills Kensu before her eyes. She sinks to her knees in shock as she watches Kensu's body hit the floor lifelessly. Pip whimpers and lays down, ears drooping, whining mournfully.

Sarah's gaze turns to something Kensu threw her way; a small bulblike object. Through her tears, she notices that there's a strange slot at the hilt of her sword, just matching the bulb. Practically instinctively, she snaps the bulb into the socket, and slowly rises up to her feet. The sword starts crackling in her hand.

"Y-you... monster," she hisses in anger, feeling a burning hatred in her heart for the first time. She then raises the sword and charges him, profile low, muscles tense. This time, she swings with full lethal intent, a red-hot flare of hate rising up through her against the man who murdered Master Thunderfist.

The sword hums with menacing power, strong arcs of lightning sparking from the blade, giving the air a distinct, ionized smell. She moves swiftly, the sword practically leaving afterimages as it swings through the air directly at the stranger.

Once the first blow is blocked, however, she doesn't relent. If anything, she attacks even more furiously. The sword glows even in the bright light of day, moving so fast in the girl's hands it almost appears to be flashes of lightning on a clear day. Rapid slashes and strikes rain down on the stranger, hammering away at his defenses, trying to break through his guard. With every stroke, the sword hisses with barely contained power, sparks bursting into being and crackling menacingly where the blades meet, sound even above the clanging and screeching sounds of metal striking metal.

Sarah is barely aware of how she's doing this, just striking out with pure instinct and some half-remembered ability, all driven with a relentless fury against this man who came to this island with nothing but ruin and death in his wake.

[User] He spins his scythe in a complicated weave, deflecting her blade so it only hits air, his eyes alight in battle fury. He hisses, his teeth sharp and white like a snakes. He backflips over her sword, and uses the shaft of his pole to spin himself around, his feet slamming into her ribs, sending her flying off.

[Assistant]
Sarah utters a cry that is sharply cut off when Jabberwocky kicks her in the ribs, sending her flying. She tumbles a bit, but eventually rolls back onto her feet, slightly dirty and bruised by the experience - though the throbbing bruise in her ribs feels the wallop Jabberwocky delivers. She gets back in a combat stance, breathing hard as she tries to gather strength. However, his defense is pretty tough; she was unable to land a blow on him despite going all out. Wiping sweat mixed with grime and a bit of blood off her forehead, she continues glaring at him for a bit. She then shifts her stance, gripping the sword's hilt with both hands, before running forwards to engage again.

This time, however, she tries to probe his defenses, going for flanking swings and trying to find weak points in his stance, shifting her own stance and striking with the lightning enhancement when she feels she can press an advantage. Any time he tries to counter with his scythe, she parries back, using the smaller sword and her own lighter form to get some edge in mobility over him.

"Why?!" she calls out, "why did you kill Master Thunderfist?! What did he ever do to you? You attacked the villagers first!"

[User] He raises his blade, spinning it, and swings the massive weapon around like a willow switch, making a massive web of black from his dark blade. He snarls, shuddering from the power of her electric blade. He roars, and swings his blade into the earth, making the ground explode in thousands of shards. "SILENCE!!!"

[Assistant]
Sarah cries out in pain as she gets blasted back, crumpling to the ground. She breathes hard with the effort, feeling tears well in her eyes at the sheer frustration of being unable to hit this bastard. The way he attacked the villagers, how he killed Master Thunderfist, and how he almost effortlessly blocks her attacks, it fills her heart with rage and sorrow.

Pip snarls in fury. The Evil Man attacked the villagers, hurt New Master, and killed Old Master. He didn't care about the cost, he charges forwards to take a bite out of the man's ankle.

"PIP, STAY BACK!" Sarah calls out hoarsely to Pip, who whines in surprise. "S-stay back. I can handle this, Pip..."

Pip, uncertain, nonetheless obeys, whimpering uncertainly as he does.

Slowly, Sarah gets back up, using her sword to prop her up. When she gets to her feet, she tiredly gets into a combat stance, and even though there's dirt and blood on her face and tears of anguish in her eyes, she stares defiantly at Jabberwocky. Once again, she shifts her feet, moving into an offensive stance. Her steps are slow and faltering at first, but then she picks up speed, running as fast as she can at Jabberwocky, charging her sword with the power of lightning itself.

At first, it seems as though she's trying for another attempt to find a weakness in his defense, to try and duke it out in melee. But then, she stops running, lets the momentum drive her forwards as she slides on the soles of her boots, and swings her sword. As she moves to strike, she pours every last bit of energy inside her, every last scrap of biogenic energy she has, into the sword, charging the power of lightning within and amplifying it with the battery in the pommel. When she has the sword pointed at Jabberwocky, she gives one loud cry of defiance as she unleashes all the stored energy in the sword, firing it in a blast of elemental lightning so strong it shines even in the bright light of day. She fires the full force of the attack at Jabberwocky, the arc so powerful it causes the earth around it to crack and shudder.


[System]
Appearance: Standing at 4'8", he is not the most intimidating figure, especially with his naturally lithe build. His hair naturally forms itself into two fox ear bangs leading to his amusing nickname. He possesses red-orange hair and orange eyes. He wears red robes with orange flame patterns, marking his profession and elemental affinity.

Bio: Possessing a natural affinity for magecraft, Felix entered Byzantium's Magic Academy at the tender age of seven. Felix completed training in Black Magic by the age of ten, and White Magic by the age of twelve, becoming eligible for training as a Red Mage.
The training in the mundane fighting took longer than learning magic, finishing it after six years. As an eighteen year old magical warrior, he enlisted in the Byzantine military to hone his combat training and gain experience mixing magic and martial skills, eventually working his way up to the rank of Captain. During this time he developed his magic guns so that he didn't have to weigh himself down with ammunition, not realising their effectiveness on an upcoming threat.
When the Heartless started to appear in droves, the young soldier was pleasantly amused that his weapon was not only effective, but actually lethal to these evil creatures. Becoming known as the Fire Fox among the troops, he helped lead the military in forcing the Heartless back until the mysterious Moogles arrived.
Considering his unique skillset, his emperor sent him to head through the worlds to aid the chosen warriors in pushing back the darkness.

World: Renovation

Age: 25

Skills: As a Red Mage, Felix is well versed in both White and Black Magic, able to utilize all the basic spells at their third tier of power. Having an affinity for fire, he can also cast Firagun and Flare with a degree of ease, as well as possessing natural resistance towards the element. 9
Being trained as a modern mageknight, Felix utilizes guns instead of the more traditional swords. While he has proficiency with all non-heavy firearms, he prefers to dual wield his custom mythril revolvers named the Kitsune Claws.

Weapon: Kitsune Claws, twin pistols modeled after classic flintlocks, these guns fire magic instead of bullets. The base shot is a low level non-attribute magic, weaker than first tier magic but also far more spammable. He can easily fire off thirty from each pistol in a minute without feeling the strain.

Personality: As is quite typical of magi of a certain level of ability, Felix is a tad insane eccentric. Though his military time (in theory) should have lessened this, he is an intense prankster, and quite a pyromaniac. He is loyal to his comrades, but enjoys teasing them about anything that pops to mind.

Name: Heavenly Saint Thungel / Zane

Appearance:

Bio: Thungel was the original Heavenly Saint of Lightning, and fellow champion of Magitopia along with Blagel. He fought to the center of Infershia during the war, along with his comrade, and even took out N Ma's jaw, though in doing so was cast into darkness and lost from the memories of all who knew him. In order to save him from becoming a heartless, his magic used the power of N Ma's jaw to turn him into the Dark Knight Rogue. Swept along worlds with the heartless, he fights against the darkness using the strange weapon he seems to be stuck with.

Age: 32

Skills: As a being of thunder, Zane finds it easy to manipulate lightning, often using it to empower his attacks. The armour he is forced to remain in makes him resistant to darkness and empowers his strength, speed, and durability. A swordsman considered on par with Blagel, he uses the keyblade he's been gifted with a high degree of skill. He wields Fenrir, a keyblade renowned for its powerful strikes.

Personality: Zane is a battle nut, enjoying fighting above all else. Fiercely loyal to his comrades, hell he broke off the jaw of a satanic god to protect his home. Though he would one day like to remove the armour he's trapped inside, he considers it an appropriate price to pay for the power he has access to.

Name: Magitopia

Summary of History: A long time ago, five magi of great skill and renown created Magitopia by sacrificing their humanity and memories. In this realm of pure magic, the Heavenly Saints were born, beings of pure magic. Unfortunately, this awakened the Underground Hades Empire Infershia, and their leader N Ma, beings on the cusp of becoming Heartless. War erupted between the two factions. Though Magitopia succeeded, they lost their champion, Blagel, in the process.

Important Nations: Magitopia, Infershia, Japan

Overall Technology Level: Modern

Map: Optional; don't hesitate to add your world just because you don't yet have a map!

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Outside Mecca, Green Sahara @Nerevarine

The blonde and teal haired girl woke up slowly, waking to a dull pain reverberating all over her body. As she opened her steel colored eyes to a squint, Capella noticed a warm liquid oozing over her left eye, painting half of her vision red. Opening her eyes further, the girl noticed Amalthea laying beside her, while the sand around them was kicked around unnaturally.

What happened?

Frowning in attempts to pull the memories from their brain and failing miserably, Capella managed to pull herself up to a seated position, one hand going up to cradle her head, while her eyes moved to her unbraided hair. ...When did that happen? Finally bringing her attention to the only other movement near her, Capella paled drastically, the blood dripping from their face appearing more prominent in the process.

Despite her condition, Capella moved swiftly, reaching out for the unconscious Moogle, standing haphazardly, and summoning her Keyblade with a shaky hand. She faced the oddly familiar woman with furrowed brows, stance defensive despite her weakened state.
"Wh-Who are you and what do y-you want with me." The question came out more like a statement as the tip of her magical blade began to glow a bright light.

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Now Playing: Rude Buster ~Orchestral Battle Arrange

 "Tch...you dare compare me to him? I'll show you that you'll regret underestimating me." Asher's temper flared as he swiftly rolling out of his appointed bed to avoid the first few shots. He began concentrating his mana towards his now materialized keyblade, knowing it was ready as it began to give off a bright aura. He began to spin the weapon in front of him, resulting in the generation of a barrier, as requested. Any other incoming shots would dissipate upon impact, allowing him to close in on his opponent. Once he got himself into a proper range, he used his free hand to grab one of his daggers, dropped the barrier, threw the dagger at the mage, aiming towards his face, but curving the throw so that it would barely miss, pinning itself into the wall behind him. This distraction would allow him to advance and proceed with disarming his so-called "mentor". He swiped at his hand with the dull end of his keyblade, attempting to make him drop the pistol. If Asher succeeded, he would kick the weapon away, and pin down Felix, showing no remorse towards the prankster as he did so, his grip as stalwart as steel.
 As he moved to do this, an apparition projected itself into the room, giving them a way of listening in on the ongoing mission debrief in the main hull of the ship. Hearing of the events going on in this alternate world didn't faze him. If anything, it put a grin on his face. In his world, the Nazis were snuffed out almost as quickly as their forces had been bolstered. Sure, they managed to pillage a village or two, but their forces couldn't withstand the military might of the Royal Guard, whom had collaborated with his version of the Allies to corner them and force them into a final stand within Britain. Upon hearing Georgia pipe up and request she be the one to go after Hitler, Asher placed a finger on his earring. "If you don't mind milady, I wish to accompany you on this venture as well. I'm currently on route from this vassal's medbay. I was delayed by our court jester wishing to "teach" me some self-defense."
 After saying this, he looked over towards the corner of the room to see Tocsax exiting from a Corridor of Darkness, announcing his presence via his laughter. He gave a look of annoyance at the two Nobodies before disengaging from Felix, and briskly walks out from the medbay, heading towards where everyone else is, hoping he could regroup with his current party. Still holding his finger to the earring, he passed along another message. "Also..I wish to confide something to you, if you don't mind. So far, out of everyone here, you seem to be the most reliable. I feel I can trust you with a bit of personal information."

@Ryteb Pymeroce @Letter Bee

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Felix was amused at the kid's reactions. Hmm, pretty quick, not quite at the level of a Sniper or Samurai, but certainly above the level of your average fighter. Wasn't entirely relient on the keyblade, but didn't discount it entirely like some novices. All that was capped off by a lovely look of visciousness in the boy's eyes. It would be amusing to watch that shard of darkness consume him. When Toscax arrived, and the boy had left, Felix dropped the happy go lucky persona. A fireball shot between Toscax's legs at insane speed, leaving only a slight burning sensation below his crotch. He began speaking in Latin.

"I'm going to unleash Belphagor on the next world, don't interfere. The morons need the challenge to grow."

Saying this he swept out and headed towards his room to meditate. Inside his mindscape, he sat on a white throne atop a dragon {Think Xemnas' king form from kh2}. Outside the bubble of the dragon, all was flame, save for six doors each with a symbol of one of the seven deadly sins upon them. The only symbol missing was that of wrath. As he sat there, his mind was assailed by the base instincts he had crushed in order to become stronger. They wanted him to destroy those that had slighted him, from Leo to the kid. Not for the first time he cursed his previous self for entering the world of darkness.

He looked to the door marked Sloth and gave a wry grin. At least he would have a break from dealing with this for a time.

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In the sky above Paris, a black portal began to form. On the other side a battered Zane was holding the partily frozen girl to him as they were pulled towards the light.


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  "I don't really want to be a hero... Not that I can't be one."

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 Name "Kabeyama Chikage"
Age "15"
School Year "Second year"
Height "152cm"
Weight "68kg"
Magic Color "Yellow"

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Appearance "Chikage's most notable features are her eyes and hair: she is a natural red head (Her father share the same hue as she does) though her golden eyes are most notably odd, as no one in her family has every had such traits. Aside from that, Chikage bashfully hides the fact that she has a very muscular and well toned body: she often helps her family's logging business allowing her to work up the muscles, as well as short-lived career as a dancer and her current career in women's wrestling. When it comes to outfits Chikage is fine simply with her school uniform, but otherwise dresses appropriately for the situation. Often she would wear clothing that are not form fitting, or at least could hide her figure. The only time she wouldn't is when she's working as a wrestler, and that's assuming that no one who knows her sees her. Because she's still a newbie she doesn't have a wrestling uniform, and instead change to a simple body tights."  When transformed Chikage is notably taller (201cm) with grey hair instead of her usual red. Her body is also more mature. Her hair is always short in this form, but changes back to whatever length it was before when she isn't transformed. Her skin is also tanner for some reason. Lastly and perhaps only unique to her, scars Chikage gets in this forms remain in this form, but do not show in her normal form. Additional scars or wounds she would have gotten in her normal form also disappears quickly, but reveal themselves when she's using this one.

Personality "If Chikage had to describe herself, she would say that she is boring, fairly lazy, and only works when one of the motivations is "Failure". There is some truth in it: Chikage has no greater aspirations in her life and thus has no drive or ambition to do anything. She's fairly easy to please and doesn't require anything exotic or extreme. It's only when her boring and easy life may be compromised would she find the strength within herself to go above and beyond her ability, and only long enough to correct the balance.

That being said, Chikage does have some hobbies that makes her "interesting", however even those are just excuses for her to entertain her time. However deeper down, Chikage does wish for more in her life. Growing up on her brother's mangas and stories, she shares his interest in "Doing good in the world", though she isn't certain she's willing to go to the same lengths as he is. Chikage wants to see herself as some sort of badass hero who can live a normal life regularly, but can also stop trouble when she's around. She also wants to be able to give back to her family, friends, and her community, however she can. She isn't dedicated to the idea of being a hero, but she certainly wouldn't mind having the ability to fulfill the role of one.

Chikage however is also very apathetic and cynical. She hasn't quite given up on the world, but she knows that for all the light in the world, there will always be shadows where evil will grow. At her worse, she'd admit that she thinks that the world is already Hell; everyone simply just tries making a living in it. Chikage's apathy allows her to continue her life and routine without really changing herself, even in the face of "Life-changing" situations. On one hand it allows her to keep her cool in most situations, but on the other hand she isn't in any hurry to try to fix it either."

Background "Chikage is the youngest child of three, and the only daughter of a family of loggers. They are actually quite a wealthy family, one who owns land around a mountain where they grow and sell lumber. Chikage's father is actually a third-generation Japanese-American, who moved back to Japan to inherit the family business. Thanks to his time in America, Chikage's father has quite a different mindset from the usual natives, which helped shape Chikage's life. For starters, she was instilled with her father's sense of "Equality": That you'll be judged by what you can do, rather than who you are. For her, this meant that even if she was a girl, she was to be treated the same way as her sons were, and expected to compete equally to them. That's not to say that she couldn't exploit this and make her brothers do "Girly" things like chores and cooking.

As far as Chikage's childhood goes, hers was fairly standard beyond a few unique occasions. Despite her strange appearance she was never really picked on by others for her hair or eyes, and she generally got along with most students. She proved both her gentleness by gaining a few crushes, but also her assertiveness for always standing up against bullies and gossips. Chikage was seen as mildly confrontational in her youth, but ultimately it just served to show that she wasn't one who was willing to be stepped on.

But her plain youth also fueled a sense of boredom in Chikage. There was no trauma, no cause, no real issue in her life that would make long-lasting harm to her body or psyche. She was simply... Normal. Because of her relative normalcy, she tries to do things differently to spice up her life. At first it was just reading her brother's mangas, most which belonged to the eldest. She read stories of heroic adventures and using one's unique abilities or skills to change the world. Things that Chikage hoped to do, but never found the confidence or talent to preform herself. Chikage is also going through a slight rebellious phase, culturally that is: Aside from mangas she largely rejects mainstream Japanese music for American music: Rap, Hip-Hop, and various instrumentals from rock and jazz. She wanted to figure out a way to be "Different". She wanted to feel like she really could stick out and be memorable."

Powers Card: XX - Judgement "Judgement is the culmination of decisions. Once Judgement is made, the only thing left to do is execute it. When Chikage uses the power of Judgement she can "Smite" her foe: She chooses a single target of her Judgement and against that one opponent she gains additional bonuses. Her attacks are more effective and their attacks against her are weaker. When fighting against that foe Chikage's own abilities are also bolstered, allowing her to better execute her Smite against them. Occasionally she may even obtain a new power to use against them, such as flight. However Chikage can only chose one target for her Smite each time she transforms, and cannot change the target or use her smite again until she does another transforms."

Skills "One of Chikage's most proud skills is her strength: she's been logging since she was eight years old and her body proves it. She uses her strength in wrestling as well: what she lacks in skills she makes up for with sheer raw power. Chikage has a lot of stamina to allow her to work long and work hard, though most of her conditioning is in endurance and strength. She lacks agility and fineness, preferring to simply solve issues by applying as much force as she can. Chikage is an amateur wrestler, though she does know a few "practical" skills for self-defense in the forms of joint-locks, momentum control, and pins. Chikage also knows how to use her strength effectively: while she's no martial artist she knows how to throw a punch and where it'll be most effective. She also has a decency amount of accuracy at throwing objects, though she's has a certain affinity for rocks.

Outside of physical skills Chikage is also capable of doing a wide array of vocal impressions. As long as she doesn't have to do anything too straining such as singing or shouting, she could emulate other people's voices quite easily. All she needs to do is listen to them talk so she could understand their tone and accents. Chikage is also very skilled at reading quickly, at odd angles, or from a far distance, as well as writing and typing in a flash. She competed in NaNoWriMo and finished a roughly 50,000 worded novel in ten hours, all (messily) hand written. Chikage also has a keen tongue and is able to discern taste and flavors with astute memory if she had them before, though this is a double-edge sword as some food has too much flavor for her taste.

Lastly, Chikage is the undisputed master of the prize grabbing machines. Not only will she always get something each time she plays, she has the skills to get things that would be practically impossible to obtain, such as prizes buried underneath other prizes, or more than one prize at a time. Many suspect magic, and Chikage wouldn't disagree."

Weapons "Chikage neither owns or carries weapons, though she's quite capable of improvising on the fly. She prefers simple and sturdy weapons like rods, staffs, or clubs. If all else fails, she could just punch someone. While she's transformed she gains a bodysuit adorned with spikes for extra damage. Her bodysuit is also rather durable allowing Chikage to use her limbs as bludgeons."

Equipment "Chikage carries most of her belongings in what she calls her "Bag of Holding", which is basically a laptop bag. It contains most of her school supplies including said laptop. Additionally, if she is wearing long sleeves she also has armbands where she would tuck her cellphone and wallet into (not in the same armband of course). One of her armbands even allows her to use her phone normally while it's tucked in, which she refers to as her "Pipboy"."

Other "Chikage has two older brothers, one who is 17 and the other who is 20. Her eldest brother left Japan to serve as a volunteer worker somewhere in Africa, while her older brother goes to her school. He's something of a delinquent and does her best to stay out of his way, though he has a somewhat protective possessiveness over her. Chikage's mother and father mainly work at the logging company, with his mother organizing paperwork and administration while her father is a CEO, though he is more than willing to do the hard work himself. Chikage has a black pet cat name Train who often follows her to school."

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~Magical Devil~

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Reika held in a sigh as Delia continued to pester her about the pants issue. It didn't help that the angel girl, who Reika recognized as Enju Hirasawa, was also having trouble transforming out of their Magical Girl attire. The Devil folded her arms and found a space of wall to lean back on. If she was going to be training rookies, she might as well find some comfort in it.

"The simplest way of transforming both into your outfits and out of them is to simply concentrate. Or for starters like you two, find a happy memory or object and picture it in your mind. It doesn't guarantee the complete transformation but it does assist."

The Devil waited for the other two to get the hang out of it, as long as that would take, before soon transforming out of her Magical Girl clothes herself. Studying the two newbies, Reika ran a hand through the length of her hair and flipped it idly, turning away and heading right back towards the roof of the school. No doubt Akane was already there waiting for them.

"Come along. We have much to discuss. If you are to be one of us now, you need to learn to be strong and carry your own weight. I will not always be there to protect you," Reika said with little emotion, leading the way. When they arrived, Reika took pause at the wide assortment of decorations Akane had put up in such short notice. The girl really was dedicated wasn't she?

"Where is our third comrade?" she asked the other senior Magical Girl. "If she's skipping out responsibility in training these two or however more we have, I'm giving her a free detention," Reika said mechanically before finding a seat and sitting down, flipping her hair in wait.

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Delia Lin

A flicker of confusion crossed Delia's face as Reika described how to transform out of the magical girl form A happy memory or object? What? Umm, okay... wow... will any one do? scrambling for a particular memory Delia got a bit flustered and finally landed on a simple memory of Delia and her family on a picnic. There was nothing particularly special about it, it was just a moment of pure content.

Concentrating on that memory, Delia's transformation slowly disintegrated breaking off of her like leaves in an autumn breeze before turning into nothingness. Finding herself back in her own clothes again made Delia smile involuntarily.

Looking at Reika, Delia's mouth almost dropped open. Reika's boots and stuff shortened as her shirt and hair lengthened, tilting her head in confusion she watched Reika lead the way. Almost skipping, Delia hurried to keep up with Reika who led her to the roof and some room that was nicely decorated and another girl was already there and Reika's words implied there was another yet to come.

Walking over Delia sat down next to Reika, looking around with a grin on her face. Absent mindedly swinging her legs Delia looked to the other girl that seemed to be the owner of the place.

"This place is nice... is this your hideout or something? It has a kinda majestic feel to it. Oh! I'm sorry, I'm Delia and she is now my Master~! What's your name?" grabs Reika's arm and holds it close as she asks the bookish girl. Looking over to the entrace "Excuse me, Angel? Are you coming in? This place is pretty amazing~!"

@KoL@liferusher

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Chikage was on her toes, careful of any ambushes. After what she's gone through these past hour, Chikage wasn't about to drop her guard. As she looked around for the other magical girl she noticed a girl laying on the ground. Chikage recognized her as a girl who goes to her school, perhaps even one of her classes, though she didn't know the girl personally. Regardless she was down and possibly injured, so Chikage ran up to the girl. Near her was the Hanged Man tarot card. "She must be a magical girl too... Don't worry, we'll get you out of here."

In real life, despite Chikage's training, carrying a girl wouldn't be easy for Chikage. At the very least she'd need to make sure she wasn't holding onto anything else, and she might be able to do it for a few minutes. But in this form, Chikage was able to pick up the girl with ease, so much that Chikage almost wasn't certain how she should carry the girl. She settled for bridal style. But now she needed to know what to do next. The skies no longer had their red tinge, so they weren't in a Disjointed Zone anymore. Perhaps Chikage could take this girl to a hospital? But how would she explain her costume? It certainly looked fantasy enough to be cosplay, though it would be quite suspicious... "Perhaps... Perhaps the meeting? Surely they have some way to help..." Without much options left Chikage carried the girl up to the school's clock tower, where the other magical girls were supposedly meeting. Before she left, Chikage also took the Hanged Man tarot card, tucking it into her top.

It was a bit of a struggle to maneuver the girl up the stairs, but Chikage eventually reached the clock tower. There were other girls already here and that made Chikage nervous, but after a bit of a pep-talk Chikage entered the room. "... Hi. Can someone help me?" Chikage motioned towards the girl in her arms.


[System]
Age: 17

Gender: Male

Race: Faunus (White-Tiger based)

Weapon: Kladenets & Perun

A Charge-Blade and Axe-Shield combination weapon. The two weapons have the unique ability of fusing into a single, larger weapon. Taking the form of a giant axe for a more powerful, albeit slower, combat style. The sword becomes the shaft of the axe with the shield becoming the axe's head. Internally, his weapons house a hidden firing mechanism that allow him to load Dust Ammunition. With loaded ammunition he can unleash destructive, close-ranged, explosive blasts.

Speciality: Though he doesn't necessarily fall into a single, defined role he primarily engages close-ranged combat, but can act as a defensive off-hand tank with his shield and utilizing his Semblance, provide a supportive role. With his shield, he can skillfully defend and attack at the same time with his sword at extremely close ranges. Sheathing his sword into his shield, he can then switch to a defensive position to guard himself or his teammates. As part of his versatile and adaptive nature, his shield has a bladed edge and short punch-spike at its base that allows his shield to double as a weapon. Hidden within his shield is a speed-loader that can quickly reload his sword with a full magazine of Dust Ammunition in the event of an emergency.

Combining his sword and shield together to from his Great Axe, he trades speed and defense for a purely offensive style of combat. With his giant Axe he can use his impressive strength to cleave, crush, and smash through large groups of enemies at once. Though his attacks with his Axe are much slower and in wide arcs, the sheer brute power of the weight of the axe and its slightly increased melee range makes it a fearsome weapon in Kuhaku's hands.

In either its sword or axe form, Kuhaku can load special Dust Ammunition to either 'Burn' or 'Fire'. 'Burning' a round, he can propel himself short distances for a powerful and quick strike. 'Firing' a round unleashes an explosive blast in a small area in front of himself. His explosive dust attacks all require ammunition and as such, he wears a belt with Dust Shotshells on them.

Semblance: The King's Voice - With the sound of his roar, he can temporarily remove mental limiters on he and his teammates' minds. Allowing them to fight with enhanced senses and bolstered physical capability for a few minutes at a time. For his enemies, the sound of his roar has the opposite effect. Muddling their senses to reduce their effectiveness and confusing them.

However, his Semblance comes to him at a cost. The more often he utilizes his Semblance, side effects start to appear though only in himself. The side effects can range anywhere from headaches, impaired senses, seizures, temporary memory loss or permanent memory loss. Not only coming with side effects, there are certain conditions to his Semblance in order for it to be completely effective, if at all. Whenever he prepares to utilize his Semblance, his golden eyes turn a burning, glowing blue. With black 'stripes' appearing on his 'fur', face, and arms. His stripes and eyes can also act as a timer, fading as the effects of his Semblance wears off.

Personality: Having been orphaned at a very young age, Kuhaku never had a home to call his own. As such, he primarily lived in orphanages, moving to a new one every so often. Growing up having never known his own family, he was constantly abused and subjected to prejudice due to his race. Though due to his strong will and good heart, he never held the abuse he went through against Humankind and overcame his rough upbringing. He endured humankind's irrational hatred and treatment of his own kin.

Desiring to prove to others that the Faunus were not the 'beasts' and 'animals' most humans labeled his kind as, he enrolled in Signal as soon as he was able to. He believes that his enrollment to become a future Hunter as a way of demonstrating that Faunus and Humans can coexist and work together peacefully. He one day wishes to become a legendary Hunter to end the Grimm threat and prevent any future generations from ever having to go through what he did, having lost his family. As part of his good-hearted nature, you'll always see him in a generally bright and happy mood. Kind and polite to all who meet him, he treats most everyone with the same level of warmth and respect akin to that of a close, long-time friend. Outgoing, loud, energetic and enthusiastic are just a few characteristics to describe him. As a result of his tough childhood he has a deep understanding of other people's hardships and pain, granting him a strong sense of empathy. Quick to trust others and make friends, Kuhaku doesn't have a hateful bone in his body, despite what other ignorant humans might think.

Color: Sky-Blue

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[All rights reserved to Nitroplus for the character image. Credit goes to Lugubrious for the Emblem!]

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History was boring and despite how quickly Oobleck was talking to Ebon it felt like it lasted forever. He plugged his headphones in and listened to music for the entire class. He did keep his mind open to Oobleck in case he tries to call for him to answer a question. Ebon would just pluck the answer out of Oobleck's head and repeat it just so it looked like he was paying attention. Eventually the lunch bell rang and Ebon slowly made his way out of the class and towards the cafeteria. Maybe he'd try out that new deli.

As he was walking out he noticed that Skyra wasn't at class. He may not pay attention in class, but it would look bad on him if one of the members of his own team had skipped out. Even if it was just her. Taking out his Scroll Ebon made Skyra a text message.

"Where are you at? I didn't see you in history."

Ebon was about to send it to Skyra hen he spotted her talking to that faunus girl again. The same one who was at their dorms a while ago. Skyra seemed unhappy and Ebon was about to go over to see what was wrong when the fox faunus hugged Skyra. Staring at the two intently Ebon made a quick read of their minds. The fox faunus was a jumbled mess, but he got some feeling of confusion from her. Skyra was obviously sad but could discern some sort of feeling of betrayal. He wanted to go over and confront them, but he didn't have enough to work with. Despite what he initially thought he knew the fox faunus wasn't actively trying to hurt Skyra. Skyra herself didn't have all the answers in her head either. So instead Ebon walked out of sight but stayed close enough to get a read on their minds and hear them. They might not like him eavesdropping, but he didn't particularly like one of his team members getting emotionally hurt either. He stayed off too the side and put his headphones in his ears but didn't play any music.

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Oswald Connolly- Ah yes, 'Talking'

Gren's arrival to the table was a bit of a surprise, but it wasn't particularly odd, all in all. The two teams had a rather substantial amount of communication with one another over the past week: between fighting, time spent on revelry, and during classes and lunch, CODE and SASG were rather intertwined.

"Ah, hey Gren. Good to see you." Nodding as the boar faunus sat down, Oswald got ready to empty Cobalt's wallet. A physique like his or Gren's was...not something easily achieved. All in all, he ended up with everything but salad. And a second fish filet. He nearly matched Emmy's enthusiasm while eating his meal, but lacked the bubbly atmosphere. He looked more like a man meeting a long-lost lover.

Emmy's mentioning the necessity to talk about their team situation dampened that enthusiasm, but he nodded. "Agreed. I personally don't mind if Gren's here for it, or anybody else from SASG, for that matter."

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Sapphire Rode - New Deli Place
Sapphire found Oobleck's way of talking rather disconcerting but also sort of fascinating. Like when you have a movie and turn fast forward on so all the characters are speaking and doing everything really really quickly. While Oobleck taught his class, which from the sound of it was closer to a semester in one hour Sapphire finished up her schematic for the device she was building. While she drew she was beginning to have thoughts about possibly making the gadgets collapsible like her daggers. The ones fixed to her boots could of course simply collapse into the boots but the hands would be a bit trickier. She couldn't have them as bracelets given how Morpheus and Phobator were stored, or rather would be stored when she recreated them in a couple of days.

The bell rang as Sapphire was still thinking. She packed up her drawing deciding she'd finish it in armory class. Not long after the class wrapped up she got a text from Gren saying that he'd reserved a seat for the team for lunch. It didn't sound too bad and Sapphire could see from the group nature of the text that Shiro would be there. She could ask him about the pills after lunch. After all for all his bubbliness and destructive habits, he'd never struck her as crazy. At least not in the clinical sense of the phrase.

When Sapphire arrived at the caf she scanned the area but was unable to locate Gren. He was a large boar faunus, the kind of person that sticks out in a crowd. Being unable to see him in the main mess Sapphire crossed over to the little deli the school had just opened. Once inside it wasn't difficult to find Gren. The new deli place was small and Gren stood out even in the largest of crowds. She was surprised if slightly pleasantly so to see Oswald at the table along with Diamond, Emmy and the idiot from the incident with the boy on the hill. She assumed he was the new team leader. She didn't know his name. Emmy as usual looked light enough to float, most likely cause there was fish in front of her. Oswald looked as though he'd been marooned on a desert island and he'd just discovered clean water. Diamond was looking suspicious as usual and Sapphire was still having difficulty reading Gren.

She sat down at the table opposite Oswald and next to Diamond. Nearest seat to the exit which also faced the exit. An old habit that she'd not been able to shake. Besides it allowed her to keep an eye out for anyone she didn't want to associate with and make a quick retreat if the situation called for it. She ordered a grilled cheese sandwich and a drink before looking at Gren. "You called?" she asked wondering why he'd wanted the entire team together.

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Napoli Fiordilatte - Securing Food and New Friends(?)

History class had been history class. Not much else Napoli could say about it, although Beacon did have a more Vale-centric approach to the material. Personally, while Napoli enjoyed learning about history, after all it was something that he could quickly find use for, the students at Beacon appeared to be covering material his school had gone over last year. Of course most likely this was just a result of early review, a clearing of the veil that clouded past knowledge still locked away in the brains of these youthful hunters and huntresses in training.

Get it? Veil like Vale.

I swear I waste my best jokes internally.

All that said, now was the time for food, and food would soon be acquired from the cafeteria he had seen previously during his Dei Tour. It was actually rather peaceful, seeing as Napoli had ditched both Boss and she who shall not be named, right now he could simply go about his carefree and merry way. At the cafeteria, Napoli, ever grateful for the free meals, grabbed some pasta with copious amounts of cheese. Now however came the true test of courage.

Finding a seat in this overcrowded school.

It was only through the vague recollection of a few other first years, that Napoli found a table that would most likely be accommodating. "Pleasure to meet you all. My name is Napoli Fiordilatte," Napoli greeted as he neared the assorted team, "I hope that my presence won't be any sort of intrusion and that you'll grant me the honor of dining with you fine gentlemen?"

Who, @Jedly

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Kuhaku Shiro: History Class -> Lunch

When Sepia voiced that she hadn't really thought about the question when he posed it to her, she grew silent for the remainder of class. As the bell rung and signaled the start of the class, Shiro pulled out his Scroll and began to take notes on it in tablet form. He momentarily glanced over at another student who chimed in at the last moment about how he liked the food at Beacon. Something about the quality being better than his hometown. Blinking, as he didn't recognize the student Shiro kept quiet and focused on his note-taking. Fine-tuning his focus so that he caught as many important bits of the caffeinated Professor Oobleck's lecture as he could.

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The bell rung again, before Shiro knew it. Signaling the end of that class period already and the start of the lunch break. Smiling, Shiro collapsed his Scroll and put it away as he gathered his things. Looking up just in time to see Sepia grinning at him, he couldn't help but slowly grin back for whatever odd reason. Seeing other people smiling almost always made Shiro do the same, regardless of the situation. Whether their happiness and joy was infectious or his was, it was never quite clear to Shiro. Blinking, he tilted his head at Sepia's delayed answer. "First impressions?" Whatever could she mean? Had she met a lot of fun people? Come to think of it, what team was she on? Who were her teammates? Frowning, he was about to ask her what she meant by 'excellent first impressions' but became distracted at her question about lunch.

"Oh, right. Lunch."
Patting his tummy, he realized it was about that time.
Though he didn't look like someone who ate a lot if he had the choice and Lien to, he'd constantly be eating.
He had a black hole for a cast-iron stomach.
Able to eat anything and in nearly any amount without becoming sick or lethargic.
He just heavily preferred his high-protein rich foods.

His Scroll buzzed and vibrated as he got a message.
Pulling it out of his bag, he checked it as his eyes and face lit up.
Looking back to Sepia, he grinned.
"Yeah, I'm heading to lunch right now. Gonna meet the other Swansong members there and some extras. Would you like to come with?"
Slipping his Scroll into his pocket instead, he hefted his bag and beckoned for Sepia to follow as he walked out of the class.
"Come on!"

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On his way to lunch, Shiro looked up at the ceiling and 'grumped'. Frowning, he just remembered that he had forgotten to ask that one student what his favorite foods were and where did he call home. If he had his name, Shiro could just message him from his Scroll. But he didn't even remember to ask that much. Letting out an exasperated sigh, Shiro continued on his way.


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Alias: Static
Age: 17
Team: Young Justice Academy

Powers: Since being afflicted by the Big Bang gas, Virgil is akin to a human battery. While he can't hold or produce unlimited power, he can siphon it from electrical devices, and charges naturally (though slowly) by collecting static from moving around.

By discharging said electricity, he can manipulate it too his will, blasting targets or applying a charge to objects or surfaces. This includes magnetic charges, allowing him to attract/repel things with a charge, like moving metal, such as his trademark collapsible saucer.

Weaknesses: In the event Virgil has charged up or absorbed too much power, it becomes more difficult to control, often sparking out, requiring him to discharge a fair amount before it returns to normal. Of course, in general, if he uses too much power, his capabilities will be limited until he can recharge, either through a source such as power lines or after some rest. He also has issues with water, which can easily disrupt his charges.

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Personality: Wise cracking and cool headed, Virgil's been known to get full of himself at times his cockiness occasionally leading him into danger. As one of the only heroes who sprouted from Dakota's Big Bang, he has a rather strong moral compass thanks to his strict upbringing. He has a tendency to be a bit immature, but with the recent Man of Steel situation, chances are Virgil is going to have some growing up to do.

Brief Bio: Native to Dakota City, Illinois, Virgil grew up as just one part of the city's rather sizable black community. Under a strict father, Robert, and a kind mother, Jean, along with a bratty sister, Sharon, Virgil was more blessed with family than many, but the city's rampant gang violence took his mother from him at a young age. Gone too soon, Jean's death in the line of duty wouldn't change the city over night, being just one in a long list of casualties, but even though Virgil was barely old enough to comprehend the finality of death, it would change his home life for years to come, with Robert's desire to keep his children out of trouble resulting in a tighter grip, while Sharon felt the need to fill the gap her mother left, with questionable results.

Entering the school life, Virgil was rather gifted, but as he excelled, for every time a teacher praised him, a peer derided him. Maybe some were just jealous, or spiteful (shame chill pills aren't prescribed until after puberty), but some took it too a more personal level, saying he wasn't 'thug' enough, or not 'black' enough. Being too young to properly process it, and to fearful of the consequences of taking either path, be it separation from his peers or the scorn of his father, his grades, and friends, fluctuated, Virgil always trying to balance both sides, yet never managing to quite satisfy either. The more he hung with bad crowds, the more his grades slipped, and the more he flaked on his friends to study, the less he'd have to come back to.

In middle school, the bullying hit a rise, but Virgil was rescued by an upperclassman, Larry Wade. While he was one of the most infamous juvenile delinquents in his side of the city, Larry took a liking to Virgil, offering him an answer to his plight: protection. Virgil could join his gang, giving him shielding from those who would harass him, while also having comrades regardless of how often he could hang. The catch? Larry would call in a favor every so often: sometimes it would be help with homework, other times Virgil would be the one to run to the store to pick up some food. All in all, not a bad arrangement!

By the time Virgil was in high school, his sister was in college, juggling a part time job while trying to get into medical school, Virgil was forced to move to the other side of the city, in hopes of making things even just a little easier for her. Virgil saw Larry and the gang less often, but they still saw each other: things didn't change much, until gang violence started to get higher. Virgil, a bit further away from trouble, was able to keep his head down and avoid most of it, things going pretty well as he gained new friends in the more relaxed high school of a better neighborhood.

One year ago, however, Larry found Virgil and called in a favor, one less desirable than any of the last. Virgil had thought he was going to hang, but after learning he was being pushed into joining in on a gang fight and given a firearm, his opinion of his arrangement with Larry shifted drastically. But when Virgil protested, Larry assailed him with guilt. This was big: bigger than any of the scuffles Larry got in, and if they failed, he'd no longer have the influence to keep Virgil out of trouble. One night of pain for a school life of peace was all Larry was asking for. And so, though his feet trudged along with the weight of hesitance and anxiety, Virgil followed into the quiet storage yard in the city's worst district.

Before the fighting broke out, his father's voice raging in his head, Virgil got cold feet as tensions mounted, and ended up fleeing mere minutes before it began, Larry's wrath at being ditched by Virgil following his steps. Disposing of the gun, Virgil prayed he could escape without incident as the fight broke out, hoping he could slip through in the confusion, but the police arrived. And worse yet, in the panic, a mysterious eruption occurred, gas of a different shade mixing with the tear gas expended to halt the gang bangers, marking the Big Bang. As the mutagen engulfed the gang bangers, affecting their very makeup, those closest to the initial outbreak were affected the quickest. The volatile transmutations resulted in roughly 90% of those afflicted dying, and it's a miracle that the number was that low. Of those remaining, while the incubation period would vary from minutes, to hours, to days, they would survive, though most of them with horrid disfigurements, often somehow crippled: bones too heavy to lift, skin too ridged to move, or body imbalanced by strange growths. Perhaps about 1% were lucky enough to be gifted, and Virgil was among them, passing out in a ditch, escaping notice in all the chaos.

By dawn, he continued to remain hidden, but not by his own will. Virgil awoke amid a bed of metal shavings stuck in his clothes, nails jabbed into his hair, and a blanket of garbage can lids and the metal refuse within. Digging himself free, he made the walk of shame home; tired, bruised, reeking, and strangely bewitching for the metallic friends and family of Dakota City.

While the scolding he revived from his father was legendary, Virgil was in no position to despair over his grounding, as he quickly discovered his powers, and the fact that he was not alone. Shamefully, most of the other Bang Babies who made off with a true gift, squandered it, which was no surprise considering most of them were gang bangers. In a rare position to do something about it, Virgil donned the mask and became the hero Static.

While his start was rough as he tried to find a footing under his grounding, he eventually soared, though he never quite nailed balancing his hero life and his regular one (does anyone?). While he worked independently for a good while, as of a few weeks ago, he got a message from a certain Bat of Gotham. Virgil never really got around to joining Young Justice, mostly due to a nagging feeling that it was outside of his capabilities (more schedule wise than skill wise, though it's not Virgil checked to see if they have a landline in the phone book or a mail in questionnaire), but now was as good a time as any. And who could turn down the goddamn Batman?

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Wally was panting, but noticed Dr. Light was covering him while. Maybe Light isn't such a douche, then again he's only doing it to keep the world alive so he can rob banks and stalk women. Wally looked up, "I'll distract Stone. Light, can you hit him from behind?" Wally asked. He then pulled his red goggles back on, and streaked off. A red blur and yellow lightning flew around Cyborg like a tornado. Wally knew most of his attacks wouldn't do much to 'Chrome Dome'. Cyborg went flying up, but then turned on his jetpack. Flying into the sky, out of Wally's vortex reach.

"Crap...!" Wally said, as the former Justice League member fired at Wally. "Could use a freaking EMP right now!" Wally went tumbling, trying to dodge the blast radius of Cyborg's white sound blaster. A techno-zombie walked slowly to Wally, Wally got up and scooted back and back. He then got up in a instant and phased his hand through the grotesque bot's head, and pulled it out. It's green eyes dying out.

Luckily, Cyborg wasn't paying much attention to Wally anymore. Since Dr. Light was blasting at him, Wally punched a techno-zombie multiple times, too fast for an eye to see. It sparked and stumbled, then went down. Another monstrous drone came at Wally. He took it down easily with a quick and strong right hook to it's ugly, ugly face.

Wally was getting drained pretty quick, he couldn't keep up with these things. They didn't need stamina, they didn't need air, they didn't need anything. Wally coughed, panting.

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The Flash did what he could to gather his team, but most of them had already stumbled upon the action. Somehow the techno-zombie drones of Brainiac couldn't get close enough to the KO'ed Raven to enslave her. It could have been the mighty sword of Saint William. Possibly the speed of Kid Flash, or even the light blasts of the resident ex-con. But the heroes fought hard. Dr. Light even managed to find a few survivors and it was no surprise there were more females than males. Flash hit eight hundred miles per hour breaking the speed of sound and clotheslined the head of Cyborg clean off his robotic body. The rest of the machine man dropped to the ground and the head began constructing legs or something underneath itself to get back to the body.

"I'm gonna clear a path for us and start getting the civilians out one by one. With Raven down I may need to get the rest of you guys out of here too so stay close..." instructed the Flash as he bolted back and forth with the half dozen or so civilians the team rescued.

Across town....

Batman was in and out of the cracks of the machine city like a bug. The dark knight got the info he needed. Not all of the survivors still in the city were scattered, Brainiac's forces have several hundred in a prison below the surface, just under what was left of the Daily Planet building. The detective dipped out of his present location and began making his way back to Wonder Woman and the others. The founding Justice Leaguer was impressed, a drone generator was completely fried and there were less than fifty techno-zombies in the general vicinity.

"Wonder Woman, I think I may have found where they're keeping some of the survivors..." Batman commented swinging down beside the Amazon and wielding three batarangs between his fingers like claws and attacking a nearby drone.

"Static made quick work of the turrets, but we need to get out of here soon. I could keep going but the rest of the team is starting to show signs of fatigue." Wonder Woman said in response slicing at several drones with her sword.

As the drone generator melted from the top down after Captain Marvel cracked it's exterior, the building itself began to give.

"C'mon Marvel! We'd better get off of this thing quick!" Superbeast shouted now shifting into the bone serpent and slithering down the side of the tower.

"Get ready to fall back team!" Batman screamed from the ground, "Wonder Woman is clearing a path!" he continued as the Amazon warrior flew at top speed taking down any remaining drones in her path.

~KL~

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Taking a moment to admire Marvel's handiwork, Virgil was quite glad he wasn't land bound.

However, among his group, he did start to wonder about those who were. Batman was probably fine, of course. It was Batman.

Bluebird on the other hand...

Glancing over, the horde he'd pinned had been mostly thinned between her and Wonder Woman, but there were still more than a few dozen.

Taking advantage of the gap in her fire, Static flew back down, hands flaring with lightning, striking the two closest with two bolts, stunning them momentarily. As the continued to move, however, Virgil blinked. Guess it would take more than a taser to take them down.

Not really in possession of the time to experiment a bit with the power of his attacks, instead he shot a few small bolts, electrically charging the ones closest, before giving himself a matching charge, though it only slowed their walk slightly. He'd have to expunge more charge to full on repel them. Instead, he shifted to one side of his saucer before extending a hand to Bluebird, asking, "Join me? I promise, no thirty year old movie referen-" The drone generator gave another groan, Virgil wincing at the echoing noise.

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