[System]
Nickname:

Radio, Jockey, Phantom

Gender:

Male

Quote:

"They say there is no such place as paradise. That no matter how far you walk, it is always the same road. It just goes on and on. But, in spite of that, why are so many others so driven to find it? Why am I so driven to find it?"

Voiced by:

Jason Griffin (A former voice actor for Sonic the Hedgehog)

Theme song:

Occupation:

Street-Racer (but joined the World Grand Prix, to see what was truely going on with the race cars)

World Grand Prix Rookie

Relatives/Relationships:

Thunder McQueen (Racing Rival)

Jet Hawk (Mentor & Crew Chief )

Rain Black ( Teammate)

Jacob Wilder (Friend and Teammate, Fuel Manager)

Jackson Storm (Racing Rival)

Chick Hicks (Racing Rival)

Storm Bird (Teammate and Tire Manager)

Type of Car:

Ford Mustang GT

Top Recorded Speed:

250 Miles Per Hour, 402.3 Kilometer an Hour

Type of Engine:

3.7L Cyclone V8 engine

Horsepower:

800

Transmission:

6 Speed Automatic Transmission

Acceleration:

0-60 miles per hour in under four seconds

Personality:

Radio hates oppression and staunchly defends freedom. Although he is mostly quick-witted and easygoing, he has a short temper and is often impatient with slower things. Despite this, he is a daredevil car who is honest, loyal to friends, keeps his promises, and dislikes seeing his loved ones cry. However, one of his biggest flaws is the fact that he is easily distracted, and as a result, other racecars often try to distract him when he is racing.

Because of his impulsive nature, Radio can be reckless and quick to act before thinking, throwing himself into trouble without a second thought and regards for others' warnings. He hates lies and evil in all its forms, exploding with anger when witnessing anything unjust, and will do all he can to snuff it out, throwing his life on the line without hesitation. However, he usually sees racing as an opportunity to have fun, making him a thrill-seeker.

Distinguishable Traits:

-The blue stripes on his body glow in the dark, as do his tires

-His racing number is 53

-Like Lightning McQueen's lighting bolt sticker, the blue mustang logo on Radio is reflective to light, but has its own Cobalt lights behind it

-He has Emerald Green eyes, and has a New York City accent, which makes sense, since he lived in New York City since he was "young."

-The silver logo for Apple Inc. is in the background of his racing sticker, with his racing number in the foreground.

[User]
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom!

"That sound..."

Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom!

"That sound..."

Zoom, zoom!

"That's the sound of one thing..."

Whrrrr....!

"Speed... the one trait I hear everyday"

Whrrr! Whrr!

"It's been a normal thing for us. But obstacles were the phobia... a phobia that can take over, and drive you into the pits..."

Whrrr... bam!

"This fear... can flip the ride over, and never spin back up again. This isn't my story..."

Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!"

"This is about two cars, who are willing to bring in the storm"

The story title appears before the audience...

[Assistant]
"What you see is what you get. I am just a car who loves adventure. That's why I joined the World Grand Prix. Wait a minute, I feel like I am going off in a digression here. You're supposed to be focused, Radio! Not going off in a digression!" Radio said, talking to himself. He wasn't sure if anyone else could hear him, but he tried to think about he was heard talking or not.

With a sigh, Radio tried to force himself to say silent. He didn't need other cars thinking that he was a mental lug nut case, if they didn't think that already. He looked around, his emerald green eyes scanning the area. None of his teammates were around at the present moment, and Radio assumed that they were probably off doing interviews or something like that. He knew that it was an possibility of himself being interviewed later on, since he was a replacement for another car who just injured. Radio didn't know the car that he was supposed to replace as he was never really told a name. All he was told was that he was replacing a car, and that it wasn't Lightning McQueen.

"So, who IS replacing Lightning McQueen?"  Radio found himself wondering yet again. As far as he knew, Lightning McQueen didn't have anyone to take his number for the World Grand Prix. He admitted to himself that he could be wrong, and that the media as well as his own teammates were hiding something from him. It wouldn't have been the first time that his teammates did something along those lines to him, and Radio didn't exactly trust the media completely.

[User]
Today was the day. The day where she finally convinced her brother to accept in taking his place for the World Grand Prix. Back in Miami, where she would usually take over the streets, she eventually got herself caught, and forced to retire the street-life after being put on parole. Interestingly, even after Thunder left the streets, her name as "champion" would continue to ring in the air from other cars. Especially, female ones. So, she had to say goodbye to her agent Lewis, but she was more than willing to stay in contact with him if she ever felt lonely. That's not to say that she didn't want to talk to her new friends, but still, there are some in the world who are closer to her than others. Plus, it was Lewis' idea to reside with her brother until she gets her life together, after receiving parole.

But then, Thunder personally decided to stay after Lightning got into an accident in his last race. For the past few months, she had been working on their relationship, since they've gone astray during their teenage years and, as a result, they manage to do some brother-sister time, in order to try and grow closer. So far, they're making good progress. Driving into the party hall within Tokyo, it was one of those moments where her paint actually shined, with the dimmed, colorful lights reflecting off of the surface. She did have to get it polished before attending the pre-event, otherwise she wouldn't make a very appealing first impression.

[Assistant]
"Look at that car!" Radio heard somebody say to another car nearby. He had a feeling that the car who spoke wasn't talking about him, but he decided to make a cocky reply. After all, who didn't like the glowing blue Ford Mustang logo that was on his grill? Not to mention the glowing blue stripes that went over his hood, over his roof and down the rear part of him.

"Who doesn't like glowing paint with lights in it?" Radio replied, pretending not to notice Jet's look of disapproval that was directed at him.

The car who had spoken first looked back Radio.

"Not you. I was talking about the female car currently with Lightning McQueen over there." The car replied before driving off, leaving Lightning McQueen and the other cars that were with him in plain view of Radio. Lightning McQueen appeared to be talking, but he wasn't in Radio's earshot, so Radio couldn't hear what was being said.

"I barely recognize Lightning McQueen in primer." Radio thought as he watched the older racecar.


[System]
Magical Girl Name: Waffenhändler
Age: Appears 20
Nationality: Germany
Appearance:

Description: A feisty and wild girl from Bavaria who has been an occasional ally of the Grand Ministry in recent years. She is fiercely independent and prefers to keep her own path, driving the world in her mystical van to collect trinkets, talismans, and most importantly to her, metal junk to smith guns and prosthetics. She proudly immerses herself in punk culture from her homeland and never plays well with authorities. Her and Ozma go way back, and she was one of the first magical girls to work with her. She offers her services to the Grand Ministry these days as a vendor and sometimes helping hand.

History: She was born with hypochrondroplasia or small limbed dwarfism in the 1940s during the Hitler years. At this time it was German Nazi party policy to euthanize the genetically inferior. Her family attempted to plead with the government for her life while she lay in the hospital. During her stay, she'd discover the fable story that'd become her grimoire and restore her limbs with silver metal. Fleeing Germany afterward filled her with a sense of independence, and a demand to travel the world around her instead of the culture that rejected her. With her new magical girl powers, she constantly edits and adds onto her limbs for herself and has found her trade in her producing, buying, finding, and selling just about any needed item in the magical world.

Grimoire: Das Mädchen ohne Hände (The Girl Without Hands)

Classification: Fable

Description: An old german story over a miller's daughter who must give up her hands due to her father making a deal with the devil. She finds and falls in love with a King and is given new hands made of silver.

Grimoire's Power: Incredible powers of creation with her prosthetic hands, able to mend and mold metal in seconds to create devices ranging from guns and artillery to cars and buildings. She is able to heat them up to smelt iron and adjust them into various tools to make herself into a living and breathing foundry. In a pinch, she can turn them into hand cannons and explode her enemies with shrapnel and cannon. She can also create shields, swords and just about anything she can physically imagine and bring to life with her silver hands.

She is a huge fan of Einstürzende Neubauten, Kraftwerk, and Can.

[User]
Annoyed Chinami? Check.

Blissfully ignorant Tesni? Double check.

Charlotte here to intrude on what was suppose to just be the students? Triple check. Though to be fair, that was somewhat expected.

It wasn't often Silvia hoped more people arrived at an event, but she wouldn't have minded talking to Celina or Nessie again. But no matter how long she stared down the dark hallway, it didn't seem like anyone else was coming. Had Bonnie not summoned them? Were they running late? It didn't matter. She didn't care.

She looked over the group. She'd have to talk to Bonnie at some point, but at the moment it looked like Bonnie was a little busy. Popular people tended to have a lot of connections. Even if Bonnie and Silvia had only spoken with each other a few times, it made sense that she knew a lot of the people present. Silvia was likely an outlier in that regard. Of course a class of students would be familiar with each other. Why would they run off on their own to better their skills in solitude? Did the magical girls of Marrywell even believe in solitude for anything?

Regardless, it wouldn't do to just hang back while everyone else went exploring. Especially since she had been noticed.

Silvy?

Had she just been given a nickname? Before Silvia could even respond, Tesni went on to continue talking with her friends. The speed in which she jumped from topic to topic was astounding. It almost made Silvia dizzy. She could keep up with it, but not participate. It wasn't until Suzuya produced a torch that Silvia found a moment to join them.

"I don't think any of us want to burn down the school." Well, maybe one of them. Tesni did do a number on the cafeteria. "And if we did, we probably wouldn't be looking for your permission. But it's good to know you can extinguish your flames." Maybe she was trying to say that her flames wouldn't burn anything she didn't want them to burn because she could extinguish them. If so, that was a pretty passive-aggressive way to word it. "If I had flame magic I'd probably use it to cook pizza." A silly thing to say, but it was just to defuse some tention.

Ozma also had a bit to say, but Silvia was only half listening to it as none of it seemed to be aimed at her specifically.

We can get ratted out for this?

...

Though for Charlotte, the couch remained in her focus. Maybe she was planning on taking a nap there. Maybe she and Valeria would do some cuddling before the night was over. Who really knew what went through the mind of Ozma?

Though one thing was certain.

She was not the first person to spot the couch by the fireplace.

A woman's head rose over the back of the couch. Slowly, her forehead came into view. Then her eyes, then her nose.

"Oh, hey everyone."

She stepped over the back of the couch, revealing her less than modest costume. She might have been trying to go for some sort of animal hybrid mummy, but there really weren't enough wraps to fully sell the look, let alone be considered a modest costume choice. That was either bothersome or appealing depending on who was looking. There was enough jewelry to pass the "mummy" off as a pharaoh at least. Golden bangles and rings covered the woman head to toe. It wasn't immediately obvious who she was, but her voice was distinctly Mika's. A keen observer may have even noticed her scabbard wedged between the couch cushions on a second look.

"I almost came as a maid, but I don't know. I didn't feel like being a servant today."

And she wasn't alone. An all-white bulldog walked around the couch and sat at Mika's feet. He was unusually well dressed for the occasion.

"...But I still got roped into dog-sitting. If you're going to explore the dungeon, maybe you'd like to take Winston here for a walk? He'd enjoy it." Winston just looked at the girls with a closed mouth, as if he was anticipating an answer. "Assuming you girls want your privacy that is. I can certainly come with you if you don't mind my company. Or maybe you want my company? I mean, Ozma's strong, but you know..." She wiggled her fingers in the air. "There are things locked in that dungeon that no magical girl should have to see! Things scarier than any pageless that were too powerful to defeat. They've been banished to the darkest corner of the academy to ensure they don't taint the light!" Winston turned away from everyone and buried his face in the back of the couch.

[Assistant]
Olivia hadn't gotten far when a voice called out from behind her. Whirling around, she was greeted with the sight of…

"Bonnie!" the blonde beauty exclaimed with a happy smile. "And you're Tesni, correct?" she asked, refocusing her energetic attention on Bonnie's companion. "It's very nice to see you again! Liv? Is that a nickname? Oh, gosh! I've never been given a nickname before!" Olivia gushed as if it were the greatest thing to ever happen to her. "Well, at least not a friendly one… Hmm? Oh, Suzuya?" she repeated when her roommate was inquired about. "Um, she said she had a few things to work on but, oh! There you are, Suzuya!" the azure-clad maiden noted with a surprised giggle as her roommate appeared from behind Xolys's bedsheet-covered form.

Bonnie then suggested exploring the castle as a group, causing Olivia's already jubilant demeanor to brighten even further. "Oh, yes! I think that would be much more enjoyable!" the Ethereal Rose agreed, completely oblivious to the fact that Bonnie seemed far less enthusiastic about the whole "mysterious castle" thing. "And those torches will provide the most enchanting ambiance!" she added, turning to her roommate. "Thank you so very much, Suzuya! And this is my first sleepover, too!" she told Tesni. "I just brought a pillow, since Darling's cozy tendrils are better than any blanket, especially when warmed by his eldritch flames!"

It was around then that a startled-sounding Bonnie said something about a pool. Looking in the redhead's direction, Olivia saw that, sure enough, the was a large pool at the center of the castle's courtyard, shimmering as it reflected the moonlight. But what was it for? After all, it was a bit too chilly to go swimming. Still such questions would have to be answered at a later time, as another new arrival chose that moment to announce her presence, and she didn't sound particularly happy…

"Chinami!" Olivia greeted the knightly maiden with her usual cheer, although her running hug was stopped in its tracks when she saw the young woman's annoyed scowl. "Oh, gosh! I'm so sorry! I called you Chinami instead of Camelot!" Olivia hastily apologized, the fair maiden erroneously believing that to be the cause of her friend's less-than-pleased demeanor. "I completely forgot you prefer to go by your Magical Girl name whenever you're transformed… Oh! But isn't this castle simply amazing?!" she added, her eyes glittering with excitement the moment Camelot mentioned their unexpected surroundings. "I don't know for certain, but I think the haunted piano brought it here," she explained. "You see, according to the rumor, the piano can transport people to another world, but maybe it can also bring parts of other worlds to this one!" she continued to eagerly ramble on. "I mean, how else could such a lovely and enchanting castle like this just appear out of nowhere?!"

Olivia's excited babblings were brought to a halt with Charlotte's arrival, the "totally not a teacher" making a few playful comments, before heading over to where a large couch sat before a crackling fireplace. However, someone else was already there, their Egyptian-themed form rising up to reveal Marrywell's student councilor, Mika Fang. And reveal turned out to be exactly the right word, as the young woman's mummy costume was almost scandalously skimpy, providing yet another piece of evidence to support Xolys's opinion that Marrywell's faculty were a rather unorthodox bunch. And that was without even getting into the costumed canine accompanying her…

"Oh my goodness!" Olivia cried at the sight of the dapper-looking dog. "He's so cute! And I just love his little monocle!" she added, hurrying over to get a closer look.

[User]
BONNIE CHANCE

 "Like I was just telling Tesni, it was just a music room! Its just different now! IdunnoMagic!" Bonnie threw her hands up in some mixture of defensiveness and panic. The social pressure of thinking she had already failed all the people she was trying to make friends with and ... Wait, who had just asked that? Bonnie blinked for a moment as Tesni began talking and she realized Camelot was back!

"You're back! I didn't know you were back, Camelot!" Bonnie moves in, spreading her arms wide, pausing, then trying to subtly transition to offering a handshake. Bonnie tried to remember that they hadn't left off on great terms. But dang it she was a hug person!

"Yup, exploring's still on the menu, with a team this allstar, we should be unstoppable- er, yeah, I guess more people have shown up than I invited." Bonnie answered Tesni, a bit surprised.

"Oh, hey Suzuya! Didn't see ya behind the ghost. I think you're right, I don't mind some extras and let's explore. I did put a notice on my door incase anyone got lost, so, it'd make sense my roommate'd see it, eh?" Bonnie offers a smile to Suzuya and a wink to Camelot.

Bonnie seemed to lose some tension after more students showed themselves, and especially the teachers. If this was some legitimate threat, there were teachers. But it probably wasn't, cause the teachers didn't seem worried. It seemed in Bonnie's mind at least, no matter how much Charlotte protested, Bonnie considered her part of the 'staff'. And Mika couldn't get surprised by any spooky ghosts, right?

Now feeling calmer, despite the fact that she was no longer peering around warily, Bonnie's situational awareness actually improved, from not being quite so frightened. She noticed Silvia had slipped in previously as she spoke up and decided the appropriate response was a wave and nod of recognition. She wasn't quite sure Silvia enjoyed being talked to, so maybe this would be better?

"I didn't know you had a dog, Mika! That's neat." Bonnie seems to miss the point a bit, and gets caught up in Olivia's excitement and hurries over too.

[Assistant]
"Welcome, welcome one and all to these old halls. A majestic castle once long ago, now cursed and haunted...filled with the ravenous undead!"

A disembodied but familiar voice echoed out through the halls, reaching the ear of every magical girl involved in the castle. There's a flash of movement as something descended from the ceiling, clad in a long black cape with a red lining underneath. It's Valeria, dressed up as a vampire and sporting fake white fangs that hang out of the edges of her mouth.

She's upon Charlotte at once, her breath laced with beer as she nipped and bit on Charlotte's neck in a traditional vampire's embrace. She'd hiss in her ear and giggle before lurching back upward and waving an arm to the crowd.

"My first victim of the night! Muahaha! All this blad will go to my powers...and I shall become an unstop-oh nein forget this stupid accent blegh." Valeria pulled the fangs out from her mouth, rubbing her lips.

"Hey hey. There's food in the dining hall, I recruited the Academy staff to make a meal of just about any type of food or drink since I wasn't sure what people wanted."

Valeria would fall back into a seat next to Charlotte, kicking her boot clad feet up and hanging them up over the side of her seat.

"The teachers can hang out here, just to make sure you guys aren't sneaking booze in. Because that would be terrible. Especially since you haven't shared it with me."

Valeria chuckled, downing a glass bottle of Heniken in only a few steady gulps.


[System]
Age: 16

Gender: Female

Personality: Michelle can seem a bit cold to other people. She often wears an expressionless face, and speaks in an emotionless to cold tone, if at all. Truthfully, she is just bad at expressing her emotions. She also tends to have a lot on her mind, which often makes it harder for her to express herself, and she is a bit shy. All of that adds up to what she is now. However, Michelle is a complete Duel Monsters enthusiast. She remembers the names and main cards of every successful Duelist to have shown up in the world, and possesses a decent bit of skill at the game herself.

History: For as long as Michelle could remember, she had always been a recluse. She made very few friends, sometimes none at all, and she rarely spoke with anyone. Instead, she poured her efforts into schoolwork and studies, and spent the majority of her time in libraries. She liked the peace and quiet. Her grades, of course, were exemplary. She didn't need anything else. Why would she, when she had everything she needed?

Even so, she felt unhappy. She believed she had everything she needed, but not necessarily everything she wanted. She felt like there was a void in her, something that was missing, but she didn't know what. As time passed, the feeling only grew, until even her regular locations didn't give her comfort anymore. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She decided to go outside and see what it was she was missing. She began walking around her town for a while, taking in the sights for once. Eventually, she came upon a Duel Monsters card shop. Curious, she went inside, seeing people with smiles on their faces, playing the card game known as Duel Monsters. The shop manager offered her a card pack to borrow for the time being, noticing she was new and all, which Michelle soon took an interest in.

Time passed, and Michelle became a regular at the shop. She was never the best Duelist, but she was... having fun. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced before, and finally felt the void in her disappear. She also began looking up various cards, as well as various Duelists. Duel Monster events, merchandise, etc, she was in love with the game. However, what really caught her interests was the Duel Academies. Schools dedicated to Duel Monsters, or at least teaching it. She did her research on the subject, wondering if it was alright for her to go to one. She liked Duel Monsters, but she also had to consider her studies. She asked her parents on the matter, and they encouraged her to follow her interests. Convinced that it was right choice, Michelle chose to apply for a Duel Academy after all.

Favorite Card/Archetype or theme: None; she likes all cards and archetypes equally.

Chosen courses: Standard, Synchro

Current Dorm: Wind

Chosen Structure Deck: Realm of Light

Chosen Pack: None

-Monsters: 19
Arcanite Magician/Assault Mode x 2
Arcane Apprentice x 2
The Tricky x 1
Defender, the Magical Knight x 2
Breaker, the Magical Warrior x 2
Crusader of Endymion x 1
Skilled Dark Magician x 1
Magical Exemplar x 2
Frequency Magician x 1
Apprentice Magician x 2
Oracle of the Sun x 1
Magical Something x 2

-Spells: 14
Magical Citadel of Endymion x 2
Terraforming x 1
Assault Teleport x 1
Spell Power Grasp x 2
Bound Wand x 1 x 1
Mystical Space Typhoon x 1
Spellbook of Power x 2
Spellbook of Wisdom x 2
Book of Moon x 1
Magical Dimension x 1

-Traps: 9
Assault Counter x 1
Assault Mode Activate x 2
Magician's Circle x 2
Pitch-Black Power Stone x 1
Tower of Babel x 1
Draining Shield x 1
Breakthrough Skill x 1

-Extra:
Arcanite Magician x 1
Arcanite Witch x 1
-Monsters:
Alexandrite Dragon x 1
Minerva, Lightsworn Maiden x 1
Raiden, Hand of the Lightsworn x 1
Judgment Dragon x 1
Gragonith, Lightsworn Dragon x 1
Celestia, Lightsworn Angel x 2
Jain, Lightsworn Paladin x 3
Lyla, Lightsworn Sorceress x 2
Garoth, Lightsworn Warrior x 1
Wulf, Lightsworn Beast x 1
Ehren, Lightsworn Monk x 1
Lumina, Lightsworn Summoner x 3
Aurkus, Lightsworn Druid x 1
Shire, Lightsworn Spirit x 1
Ryko, Lightsworn Hunter x 2
Honest x 1
Lightray Diabolos x 1
Lightray Daedalus x 1
Vylon Prism x 1
Fabled Raven x 1
The Fabled Cerburrel x 1
Blackwing - Zephyros the Elite x 1
Necro Gardna x 1
Cloudian - Storm Dragon x 1
Jinzo - Lord x 1
Arcana Force VI - The Lovers x 1
Diskblade Rider x 1
Arcanite Magician/Assault Mode x 1
Sorcerer of Dark Magic x 1
Dark Magician x 1
Arcane Apprentice x 2
The Tricky x 1
Defender, the Magical Knight x 2
Breaker, the Magical Warrior x 2
Dark Red Enchanter x 1
Crusader of Endymion x 1
Skilled Dark Magician x 1
Magical Exemplar x 2
Magical Something x 2
Frequency Magician x 1
Apprentice Magician x 2
Damage Mage x 1
Mathematician x 1
Night Wing Sorceress x 1
Oracle of the Sun x 1

-Spells:
Lightsworn Sanctuary x 1
Realm of Light x 3
Solar Recharge x 1
Charge of the Light Brigade x 1
Monster Reincarnation x 1
Foolish Burial x 1
Quick Charger x 2
Hero Mask x 1
Spell Gear x 1
Mystical Cards of Light x 1
Short Circuit x 1
Magical Citadel of Endymion x 2
Assault Teleport x 1
Spell Power Grasp x 2
Magical Blast x 1
Bound Wand x 1
Magical Dimension x 2
Mystical Space Typhoon x 1
Book of Moon x 1
Synchro Blast Wave x 1
Terraforming x 1
Spellbook of Power x 2
Spellbook of Wisdom x 2

-Traps:
Glorious Illusion x 1
Lightsworn Barrier x 1
Vanquishing Light x 1
Beckoning Light x 1
Skill Successor x 1
Breakthrough Skill x 1
D - Fortune x 1
Sanguine Swamp x 1
Arcana Call x 1
Summon Limit x 1
Raging Cloudian x 1
Assault Counter x 1
Assault Mode Activate x 2
Magician's Circle x 2
Pitch-Black Power Stone x 1
Tower of Babel x 1
Draining Shield x 1
Rivalry of Warlords x 1

-Extra:
Michael, the Arch-Lightsworn x 1
Arcanite Magician x 1
Arcanite Witch x 1
Points: 16

[User]
Akemi Ael

---

The reference to her cousin Venwyn made her scoff at his mistake; the one reason she had revealed their roots was due to his exposure of some of their magic, granted it did take years to master and you did have to learn from a teacher, but still, it wasn't a very smart idea to use it so flippantly. "Yeah, heh, it's convenient as heck, but the whole point about being a ninja is about being secretive. He used it in front of everybody in the class! It's no wonder so many girls swarmed him." She blew a strand of hair that fell in front of her eyes back up in anguish, Akemi had never been so disgruntled in her life at how she could've played herself up to be more mysterious, yet have this ruined by Venwyn. A thought came into the girl's mind - she could duel this girl for more points, tempt her in by making up an excuse, but first she was to answer the question. "Like I said, secrecy is pretty much our thing, but between you and me I'm here to show my cousins how it's done." For the second half of the sentence, she had leaned in to Maisy's ear and whispered the words, to give it emphasis. "If you want, I could show you some of my ninja techniques in a duel." There were no such things in dueling, however she did want to take note of the other girl's combat style.

[Assistant] "Oh hey there I'm not going to say anything about this or what you just said. It just seems like it'd be better off that way. Though it does seem like the moment is over. Though you'll forgive me if I say I can't really take anyone else's stories for today. I'm...a bit worn out at the moment. I'm only one guy after all." Ben said to the newly arrived person. It seemed to him that the fusion room had just become that much more awkward. He didn't let go of Tsukiko though he did loosen his grip. He did feel weird about holding onto her still but hey for all he knew letting go of her like this may end up causing more harm than good. He didn't mind if rumors started but this guy seemed to be having his own collection of problems. "Hey look if you need me the name's Ben Carson alright? Not sure if you ever heard of my older brother but he's a part time pro-tag duelist. Part of Team Dimensional Switch. So if you need me you know who and where to find me. As for you brah. This room is all yours. I don't want to ruin your day anymore than it already is. Whatever happened it ain't none of my business."

[User]
Michelle didn't get much sleep last night. She had been too excited to sleep, and now she was paying for it, especially in the current heat. Fortunately for her, it seemed like she wasn't the only one suffering, so she took some comfort in that. Michelle wondered what the academy life would be like; she had never done anything like it before. Eventually, the bus arrived at the academy, and Michelle took her luggage and went inside like everyone else. Being so excited, she hurried ahead and managed to be one of the first several inside. It was much cooler than outside, which she was grateful for.

She boarded the elevator and made the ascent, then made her way to the location where a bored-looking person was handing out structure decks. Michelle scanned the titles to see which deck she would like, then her gaze fell upon one: Realm of Light. She remembered that deck; it was the same one that the shop manager from the very first time she started playing Duel Monsters offered to her. With no hesitation, Michelle said, "Realm of Light, please." She was handed the deck, and Michelle walked away, satisfied with her choice.

Michelle made her way over to another place where she had to fill out some forms. Michelle was a bit slow filling them out; she didn't know at first which choices she should make. Eventually, though, she managed to complete them, then she made her way to the stands, where other people were watching the placement duels. Michelle watched all of them with keen interest, and some also managed to surprise her, like the one that ended with a 6600 Life Point difference.

Eventually, it was her turn to take her placement duel. She made her way to the arena, then began the Duel with the other first-year. The two fought hard and valiantly, but ultimately Michelle won, 1850 Life Points remaining and 3 monsters on her field. The rest of the day passed uneventfully, with Michelle being placed in the Wind dorm.

Michelle watched the Action Duels keenly. The first one was disappointingly short, but Michelle noted how Leander made his plays. Attacking before summoning Ancient Sacred Wyvern was a good move, since using Seven Tools to stop Bottomless would've meant the Wyvern losing too much ATK to battle, and Trust Guardian's effect to prevent Wyvern's destruction by battle was also good. Unfortunately, a surge of Chaos monsters quickly overwhelmed Leander and got past his defenses before he could set new ones. Looking over the other spectators, it seemed like no one else noticed it, or at least didn't seem to care for it.

The second Action Duel was of more considerable interest. It was rather one-sided in the beginning, but Megan made a reversal by finally summoning monsters, which Camryn was too slow to recover from. All in all, a nice Duel. The day seemed to be over for now, and Michelle wondered what she would do now. She then decided to make her way to the card shop. As nice as her deck was, it was for the best that she make some improvements; one could only go so far using a standard structure deck. Entering the shop, Michelle browsed the collections of card packs, looking for ones related to her deck. Unfortunately, it seemed like not many were really focused on Lightsworns. There were a few packs, though, so she did take 2 packs of Light of Destruction. She could only hope that she got the cards she wanted from them now.

Distracted from her card packs, Michelle didn't notice Vincent in front of her until she bumped into his back, causing her to drop her Light of Destruction packs. "Sorry," Michelle said as she bent over to pick them back up.


[System]
Age: 17
Gender: M

Appearance:
Normal: Rou wears a large black Kamen Rider baseball cap that shades his green eyes and makes his black shaggy hair fan out to shoulder length. He often forgets to shave. He wears a short sleeved button up shirt that is usually left open to show whatever Toku/Anime shirt he has chosen to wear for the day. His light blue jeans are a little stained and torn, but still decent.

Ball Guy: Rou's alter ego is modeled after his Toku heroes. Ball Guy's outfit consists of a stark white spandex suit and a plastic helmet that sports a red hexagon and a green opaque visor. On top of the helmet is a small pair of mini turret "antennas".

Nationality: American

Backstory: All his life Rou has loved Tokusatsu heroes and giant robots, especially combiners. He began collecting Super Sentai robots, gunpla and merchandise when he was 8 and his collection is still growing. He can quote Riders, sing theme songs, and name any mobile suit. However, his biggest problem is that he can rarely discuss his hobbies due to his timidness. This was onset by his first gunpla battle at the local hobby shop. Rou built a simple GM to test the waters of the new game. He was stomped and ridiculed for his inexperience, and quickly left the shop and never returned. He longed for companions to help him. Better yet, a team. Despite his trepidation, he attempted to find friends at a different hobby shop. He laid low, but no one really stood out to him. Rou began to only fight matches in private, fearing what the audience would say about his skills.

Struggling to overcome his fear of confrontation and people, Rou discovered that he wasn't too timid if the opponent didn't know who he was. He began planning a cosplay suit to hide his identity, but could not seem to fathom what mobile suit to base it from. Rou surveyed his shelf. He wanted something simple. Zaku? Nah, cliche. BCUE? Too animalistic. His eyes finally rested on something he constantly over looked. The quaint little cannon fodder known as the Ball. It was perfect. Rou's skills were good enough that he could hold his own with such a puny gunpla, ad it fit his hero theme quite nicely. He finished his suit in a week and went to the shop. People stared, but no one knew who he actually was, and it made Rou feel so much more comfortable. "Ball Guy" was what they called him. He didn't win many matches, but he was well known and rather liked, even if he was just acting like a "gaudy super hero". Rou decided that a simple upgrade would not suffice. He needed something extra. Then it dawned on his. What about...extra balls? IF that was the case then he would need a Flash system, and that's something that an ordinary Ball wouldn't be able to handle. Rou brainstormed. Balls were what made him so renowned in his town, he couldn't just stop using one. He crafted for weeks and weeks until he found a solution. The transforming ball! he could still use the Flash system as a Gundam, but still look like a ball. Weeks later, his prototype was complete. In a private match he quickly lost ground, but once he transformed his Ball, his opponent dropped like a rock. Now he just needed to know how to use his backup Balls. Constantly controlling them would be tedious and require immense effort. As he wracked his brain, the Super Sentai show running in the back ground showed a scene of them calling their mecha together. It was miraculous, and it fit Rou's personality perfectly. He was going to make a Ball Sentai. He began winning his local matches, preferring to keep his Ball Squad's ability a secret. It was for only those eyes he thought deserving. Learning of his fame, he was invited to Neilsen Labs to participate, signing up under the guise "Ball Guy", to keep his identity a secret for just a little longer. The suit had become a crutch, but its ability to keep him calm in social situations was invaluable.

Other information: Rou changes into costume before every match, or constantly wears it if expecting challenges.

Main Gunpla: Round Sentai: Ball Squad!/DAI-BALL-OH!

Scale: 1/144

Based from: Balls

Equipment and Weapons: Fireworks hidden in the tubes of each Ball arm. (Gotta be flashy right?). When combined into a single unit, all attributes are increased due to combined power output and source.

Brigadier Ball (Red Stripe): The Ball Rou Controls and uses to command his squad. It is capable of transforming into a Gundam-esque mobile suit to combine with the rest of the balls to form DAI-BALL-OH!. Chest can fire an extremely powerful beam when connected to the other Balls as power sources.

Blade Ball (Blue Stripe): Right arm of DAI-BALL-OH!. Equipped with four beam beam sabers to be wielded. Unfoldable hand.

Blaster Ball (Green Stripe): Left arm of DAI-BALL-OH!. Equipped with twin beam rifles. A hand folds out from underneath when attached.

Bomb Ball (Yellow Stripe) Legs of DAI-BALL-OH!. Equipped with four tri missile pods, two on each side. Added support on bottom to be used as feet.

Booster Ball (Pink Stripe): Unfolds to become the backpack and cape for DAI-BALL-OH!, very fast but otherwise useless in combat.

Other Gunpla:

Name: Brave Knight
Based From: GNX- Brave
Appearance: Silvery gray. Same basic format, but with some more regal additions like a thin cape and a knights visor on the face that hides the green mono eye and a green feather plume. The upper arms and legs have been beefed up. The Astray Tactical Arms serve as the backpack and as a weapon.

Armaments:
GN Lance (Thinner and longer)
Beam Rapier
Tactical Arms (Arm blades (3 pairs) and Bow mode)
Wrist vulcans
Feet daggers (Al-la Blue Frame)
Beam Shield
Royal Mode (Half strength Trans Am but double the duration)
Flight mode

[User] Rou usually tried to play the the strength of the gunpla. Accepting the beam saber would go against that tactic on so many levels. However, his love of cheesy honorable battles got the better of him. He attached his cannons to form the Anti Armor Shotgun and fired a shot into the air to let Kasumi know he was coming. He took the beam saber in his hand and walked forward, letting the attached cannons fall to the side.

[Assistant] The Shining Gundam turned to face the coming Buster. The Shining Gundam was already shorter than the Buster by about 2 meters, but since Rou's model was an MG while Kasumi's was an HG, it was even shorter. But the size of the suit didn't intimidate her. She takes her stance, mimicking her kendo school's form.

[User] Rou's Buster towered over the Shining Gundam, but he wasn't cocky. He turned the beam saber over in his hand so the blade extended from the bottom. The ZAFT Gundam held the saber in a manner that lined the blade along his arm in a defensive manner and gripped his wrist with his free hand to support himself. Kasumi looked like she knew what she was doing. It was like a scene from a samurai movie. Rou chuckled, he could practically hear the YOOOOOOOOOOO-"DUNK" sound bit.

[Assistant] Internally Sakuya wanted to scream at how he could forget her when he was the one who promised that rematch. This pissed her off a bit it was one of her most defining battles and he did not remember!! "It was the 12th championship battles you beat me in the semi finals when I was using my custom gerbera tetra. I was known back than as "Zechs the Lightning count" she said as she tried to job up any memories it was kind of annoying she had to do this though. "It was a hard battle but in the end you won since my gunpla wouldnt move when time ran out. Afterwards you promised a rematch if we ever meet again which is now." Sakuya stated simply it was just that she was not satisfied with how the battle ended and wanted another run at him.@Pilot231

[User]
's when it hit him. That battle he had in the semi-finals. His Star AGE Gundam faced off against a very fast and modified Gerbera tetra. He couldn't seem to get a shot on her for a while, and when the fight moved to close range, his unit had lost its right arm and left leg. He managed to claim the victory when he charged right on into his opponent and pierce the suit with his beam saber, doing enough damage to shut it down. It was after that fight he made a promise to her that they'll have a rematch someday.

Alex pats his fist in the palm of his other hand responding: "NOW I REMEMBER! Lightning count! I remember the fight and the promise. Of course you looked different back then a bit. You actually remind me of Tieria from Gundam 00. Sorry."

[Assistant]
battle stood still for some time... until a leaf nearby finally hit the ground. The Shining Gundam's head rose a bit and its eyes glow brighter. In a fast movement of the arms, the blade was held close to the unit as Kasumi shouts: "Arashi school style, Storm Breaker!"

The unit slashed forward, sending out a gust of wind that nearly blew the Buster off balanced, sending many of the leaves on the ground into the air. When one leaf passed by the view of the Buster, the Shining Gundam went from standing to dashing forward towards her opponent.

[User] "Ha yah back than I always wore that char mask and dyed my hair blond. Though I stopped after that battle I took it as a sign that perhaps it was time for me to stop though I still have that gerbera tetra untouched something felt that it was its time to be repaired. I used to be mad about looking like Tieria back than I did everything to stop it though I just felt like it was time to lay down the mask after that perhaps I shall wear it once more for old time sakes though." She commented off her hand going to her bag which held said mask in it for some reason she never felt the need to throw it away and kept it in good condition. "Still it was a good battle heck you were the one who made me take off my mask." She laughed back than all she cared for was victory it was afterwords she felt like she could actually enjoy gunpla battles.@Pilot231

[Assistant] Rou braced the Buster Gundam for the impact that the Shining would bring him. Only moments before the Shining would hit, he unclasped his hands and quickly reached for the Anti Armor Shotgun and quickly blasted in front of him.

[User] There was an explosion from the shot. But it looked like nothing was there. Before Rou could react, the Anti Armor Shotgun had suddenly broken into several pieces, super-heated from being slashed by a beam saber. Right behind him, the Shining Gundam was there, but it was missing its left arm, which was hit by the round from the Buster. Kasumi thought to herself: "My reaction was slow. I'll need to be faster than that."@FerriteFox

[Assistant] rolled into the room. She didn't want to disrupt people, but gave a small bow as she spoke up. "Greetings. My name is Dani Hatashi. I've come to speak about my ideas for plavasky particles." she said to him, giving a bow. "It would require knowledge on their subject and if you could please give me access to those who can help me bring these ideas to life, i would greatly appreciate it." she said, looking up at the one in charge of the room.

[User]
Rou leaped forward and ran a few meters forward to create distance. His little stunt had destroyed four of his six current weapons, he had to play it safe now. The Buster turned around and ripped off the remains of its cannons, as they would only hinder him at this point. Rou readied his beam saber in the defensive fashion it had before and began circling around the area with the Shining.

"You're pretty swift there Kasumi. If I hadn't reacted in that manner I would have already lost this."

[Assistant]
did remember also in the fight, asking how why all she could think about was victory, when he always believed Gunpla should be fun. He's glad to see people who take his ideal to heart for they always seem to have more fun. Alex continues: "Well it's good to see you're doing well. Though about that rematch, i was hoping that we could have it another time, when we can use our other models, that and the fact that I already have someone in mind to challenge today. *Gives a fist forward* But I'll still keep my promise to you for a battle."

Though down an arm, the fight to her was farm from over. She readied herself again and wait for the right moment... before she charged right at the spot the Buster was going to be at.

Satsuki didn't turn around yet but he said: "Dani Hatashi. I've read up on you. IQ of 175. Prefers using suits that don't have legs. And who follows the ideals of Meijin Kawaguchi the 3rd. And i see you're interested in knowing more about the particles that we use in our systems."

[User] Rou felt jolted as the Shining crashed into him, shattering the armor panels and cracking the inner frame of his arms. As quickly as he could react, they were cleanly cut off. In a final desperate attempt, Rou opened the shoulder missile pods and fired off one last hoo-Ra.

[Assistant]
With 12 missiles closing in at her Gundam, she waited till they were just about to impact... suddenly *swish swish slash*, and all 12 were split in half nearly at the same time, exploding. The flames engulfed the gundam. Did it work?

From the flames, the outline of the Shining Gundam stood. Though burnted and damaged, it was still standing, with its saber drawn. The next second Rou noticed, it was just in front of his Buster with a saber right at the chest, ready to slash the Gundam in half.

Kasumi warned Rou: "If you value your Gunpla, surrender. Just know there is no shame in surrendering."

[User]
Rou sighed heavily. With both arms gone and no more artillery, he really had no other choice. Wordlessly, he inputted the command to withdraw from the match.

BATTLE ENDED


[System]
Race: Human (Calishit)

Age: 24

Class: Monk/Fighter

Physical Description: Rhaak has dark eyes and tan skin. He has long legs and powerful arms, standing near six feet in height, with a lean but muscled physique. Broad shouldered and trim, he cuts a statuesque figure. His face is youthful, giving him a look of someone a few years his junior. With kind eyes and a 5'oclock shadow, he seems both gentle and dangerous at the same time. He wears a maroon vest with matching pants, over a blue undershirt with a blue sash belt. His boots are travel fit, and he wears a chain necklace underneath his clothes that his father gave him.

Mental Description/Personality: A fierce pit fighter from the city of Memnon, Rhaak has a a down-to-earth sense of life and an honor code that becomes noticeable the longer you spend time with him. He hates being chained or imprisoned, as he grew up a slave that had to fight and win his freedom. He has a dry wit and a sarcastic sense of humor when he feels the situation calls for it, but otherwise he is blunt and matter of fact. Rhaak is a good man deep down, with a highly developed sense of loyalty and determination.

[User]
Rhaak blinked, the darkness of the room hiding the black iron cage to the left of him. He was certain he would have found it within moments, but the sudden noise had him turning that way immediately. The voice was attractive and feminine, but within the dungeon of a mad wizard, he tended to trust very little. His warrior senses were heightened, but the cold fury of being trapped in this dark place had a neutral look upon his face, save his severe eyes.

He approached the cage, to see a tall Moon Elf maiden chained within. He blinked, surprised at the odd hue of her skin and the white of her hair. Most people he had seen within his lifetime were tan skinned and dark haired like he was. Other than a few traders from Luskan with golden heads.

Rhaak could tell she was a prisoner like himself, however, and he sighed audibly. "Hold on," the muscled brawler told her. He set the torch down, and searched through the keychain, trying out four different keys before the fifth one popped her cage door open. He then approached her in the cage, holding his hands out to show he meant no harm, and knelt down beside her slowly as he searched for the next key to unlock the chains on her arms that held her to the wall.

"You ok?" He asked her breathily.

[Assistant]
Morwen eyed the tall youth that entered her cage. Human, cautious and trying to help....but the Wizard's techniques weren't above attempts to disarm, this could be another technique to extract information from her. Whatever the situation it was better to be facing it out of chains. She moved around to give the human access to to keyhole on her chains and smiled up at him.

"Fine, fine...I often visit this spa." Her throat was dry and voice horse but she still managed the sarcasm with a smile. "Thank you" She added, not wanting him to think her ungrateful.

Up close she could see the concentration in the human's eye, he seemed very aware of his surroundings and his muscles...well, if there was ever a fighter's body this human had it. If her spells didn't return after leaving the cell at least they would still have a good chance of fighting their way out.

[User]
As luck would have it, Rhaak had heard of the Calimshan Pasha's down in his home country having 'spas,' so the joke wasn't lost on him. He allowed himself a ghost of a smirk, and then there was a sudden 'clink.' Morwen would feel the strength of the chains that were holding her arms above her head suddenly give, and the weight of her arms would finally let them fall below her shoulders. "No problem." he told her, backing up to give her room to stretch or stand.

He could see her well enough, though the dark was much harsher on his eyes than an Elf's. But from her clothing she wasn't a warrior or fighter. He didn't know if she'd slow him down at all, or if she was an evil fey that he unwittingly unleashed as he tried to escape. But he tried to tell himself that was just him being paranoid. Any prisoner of the wizard who put him here was a friend of his for the time being.

It was at that moment he realized he was parched, and his dry tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth for a brief moment. He swallowed, but that helped very little. There was a desk behind him that he had not checked yet, having heard this Elf's voice as soon as he had entered the room.

[Assistant]
Morwen felt the days of ache ease a little as the chains dropped from her arms, a fog lifted from her mind - one she didn't even realise had settled at first. She stretched her body, following a short warm up routine drummed into her from years of dance as a young girl.

Once she was done the aches were still there, the hunger and grime but she felt new energy inside. Tentatively she flexed her hands and prepared her mind, reaching for one of the most basic spells. A small ball of light blossomed from her palm and floated up to rest above her, illuminating the cell a little better than the torch had. It was a bitter sweet success, the spell had worked...but it showed her just how vile the cell she had lived in was. She had to get out.

Morwen strode after the muscled fighter as he left the cell and headed for the desk.

"How did you escape?" She asked, more interested in checking he wasn't part of the wizard's plan than hearing the actual story.

[User]
Rhaak leaped in surprise at the winding ball of light, the hardened warrior visage suddenly becoming much younger with the fright, and even a bit niave in a flash, due to the sudden surprise of magic. He collected himself quickly though, blinking. For a second he did let his paranoia get the better of him, but she didn't seem to be attacking him or leading him into any trap. He turned around and placed a hand on the table, grabbing the torch he had placed on the ground and lifting it to see the table's contents.

"Goblins are stupid and this one let its guard down," the tanned warrior replied, matter of fact. Some dust from the surrounding unused cells had him wrinkle his nose, and he wiped his face with his forearm, sniffing while the items on the table became visible. There was an iron long dagger, 3 gold coins, along with some dried beef, a bronze key, and a cup of water not much larger than a few ounces. Rhaak let his instincts drive him first, reaching down for the water cup and lifting it to his lips.

But before he supped, he turned and looked to the Elven maiden that had approached him. He hesitated, and then handed her the cup for her to drink. "Doesn't smell bad like the water and grog they'd been giving us." He told her, ignoring the dryness of his own mouth, and then grabbed the bronze key, holding it up before his face. He didn't know where it led, or if it even mattered. But better safe than sorry.

He'd take a sip of the water if she left any. Somehow, he felt it worse that she drank from his cup rather than the opposite. He felt he had a better constitution.

[Assistant]
The youth in the man's face surprised Morwen - though the youth in the eyes of any human had once come as a surprise to her. She remembered the first human she met...so old in his face but his eyes hadn't the chance to see the world. This human, however, was busying himself with the contents of the table in front.

"..this one let its guard down" The warrior was saying, the simple explanation either a sign of modesty or a cover story he hadn't much chance to explain. Either way Morwen could cast again now, she felt much safer in that knowledge.

Morwen took the cup, the water wasn't perfect but, as the warrior said, it beat the alternative she had been living on. She sipped carefully, making sure to leave half - she wasn't going to let herself be any further indebted to this man.

The warrior took the key from the desk, a good move though the bunch of keys he already held must open twenty or so other doors and cages.

"Any clue which way is out?" She asked, gazing up and down the corridor curiously.

[User]
Rhaak handed her the knife he had found, giving it to her as a sign of trust. Of course, he'd still watch her very carefully. But it would help neither of them if they both distrusted one another. He wanted out of this dungeon, one way or another. Besides, he also didn't need the blade to be effective if they ran into anything dangerous. As he handed her the knife, he took the cup from her and sipped it greedily, the water quenching his parched, muscled form.

He let out a gasp of satisfaction, and wiped his forearm across his lips. "No, but we'll need to look." He told her, placing the other items in his pockets. He'd give her any of the coins if she asked for them, and then he nodded for her to follow him.

They walked for merely a minute, through the initial archway and down the corridor. The walls were lined with stout stonework and chains hanging limply. Rhaak walked in front of his new Elven companion, as he had the torch, though he glanced back at her often. Even if he believed she was there to get out like he was, someone he had just met and just armed was something to watch. That, and it was also to make sure she was not harmed from some unknown trap.

Soon the corridor turned to the left, and they found themselves looking at a (somewhat) larger room, with six Goblins hauling stones onto a small cart that was then pushed onto a railing, fleeing sight. They then began to fill another cart with building stones as well, working with grumbling reluctance. A large Bugbear stood watch over them, a whip in his clawed hand. The cavernous room looked to be carved out of natural stone, with various entrances out of it across the expanse of the room from where Rhaak and Morwen peeked in. Rhaak pulled the Elf back, whispering so as they couldn't be heard.

"What do you think?" He asked her, his breath hot on her ear from the cramped hallway.

[Assistant]
Morwen took the knife, if her spells failed again it would give her a much better chance. She didn't mention the coins the human had picked up, at the moment the knife was much more valuable. As they continued on through the dungeon the number of prisoners it could host became apparent, empty chains, scratches and stains decorated the walls they passed. The human kept glancing back, Morwen met his gaze with a smile - either he was jumpy and cautious of her or he wanted to ensure she was following some trick...either way a disarming smile was never a bad idea.

They moved down towards the sound of movement and Morwen saw the human's body language change, she made to look past but he pulled her back, asking her opinion. She could hear the movement of several Goblins in the large room ahead, it all depended on the ability of the human but the only real option was to pass through this room.

"We're going to have to get past." She whispered back, moving her mouth to his ear "Either we fight or we sneak...I might be able to confuse some of them whilst we fight the rest. Do you think you can take a few running at you?"

[User]
Confuse them? Rhaak seemed unsure for a moment. Not at his own ability, but he didn't know what this maiden was capable of. She did not seem to be malevolent from what he could tell, however. If she'd wanted to attack him, there had been more than a few opportunities he had presented her just in case.

"I can handle it." He said to her confidently, but grabbed her arm before they moved. "We need to take out the Bugbear, though." Rhaak needed to mention that before he forgot. The Bugbear was a Goblonoid, except unlike the other subspecies, he was seven feet in height and weighed twice as much as most men, with its long claws and a bestial nose that gave the Goblonoid its name. "If we take that out, the Goblins will scatter probably, and there'll be less of a chance of our attack being reported. I can try to kill him if you keep the Goblins off of me."

He gave her a reassuring smile, and let her go. He was ready when she was, and told her as much just before stood up.

[Assistant]
'need to take out the Bugbear' Morwen repeated the statement to herself incredulously 'Oh, he looked harmless, I thought I'd leave him be' her sarcastic mind pushed her lips to repeat the thought but she held back. In battle they needed to be alert and to the point, especially when their partnership was so uncertain. Her nod acknowledged his plan and her hands prepared to carry it out.

The feel of the magic coursed through her as she prepared her spell. First confusion - not a spell she was adept at but one the smaller goblins would most likely fall prey to - once that was done she would cover the human against attack from those who still posed a threat.

As he stood she released the confusion spell, driving it on towards the Goblin workers, her mind switching to draw on her destructive powers now.

[User]
The spell sent a tingle along Rhaak's skin, and he realized not for the first time that he was a bit confused and uncomfortable around magic. However, it was definitely in his best interest to let the cantrip perform and this odd, pretty stranger was there to help too, for now. Once he felt the tingle, he waiting only a few seconds before he moved.

Most of the Goblins began to flail their hands and chitter incoherently in their barbaric language. A few of the Goblins were stronger willed than the others, but even they were confused by the confusion! All but the Bugbear, who roared and whipped at the stumbling Goblins.

Rhaak first ran in with light feet, keeping himself relatively quiet as he glided like a hunting cat from the jungles of Chult. It was when he was spotted by the Bugbear that he attacked with a ferocity only a pit fighter could unleash, leaping and burying his foot in the Bugbear's stomach, knocking the wind out of it.

His follow up punch was an uppercut, and though the Bugbear was huge, Rhaak was young, strong, and had momentum. It snapped the Bugbear's head back. Perhaps if Rhaak didn't have the element of surprise the monster would have been more challenging. But Rhaak had him, wrapping his muscled forearm around the monster's neck and attempting to choke it. Though, the Bugbear was still strong. He might break out of Rhaak's hold very soon.

A few of the Goblins that could still function were running to whips and sharp stick, but other than that the spell was still in service. "Run! Go!" Rhaak called to Morwen.


[System]
Race: Unseelie Fae

Gender: Male

Age: ???

Personality: Like all Fae, Velethuil is a deal-maker. Bargain with him at your peril, as any debt will be collected on whether you want it to be or not. Worded bonds create power, which he capitalises on to great effect. Each interaction is carefully chosen to never allow for an advantage to be gained over him. He isn't sadistic, despite this, it is merely in his nature. A gleefulness accompanies a job well done. Coldly intellectual, Velethuil doesn't view things through rose-tinted glasses, but rather seeing things exactly as they are. Caring not about emotions or morals, he will do whatever helps him the most in any given situation. Serving only his own interest, he plays politics like a great game sweeping through the Bravado upper echelon like a ghost, meeting those players with the most power and seeing how they can be of use. Velethuil is characterised by a razor-sharp wit and silver tongue.

Bio: In their defense, it's hard to tell and Elf and a Fae apart.

Both hair pointy ears, both have too-perfect features. Only one is dangerous in a conversation. It hadn't even been difficult. Challenging the drunken noble to a game of cards, then throwing harder than a dwarf does his fists. Offering a small gift to the far superior player, she greedily accepted the token. Trap set.

Naturally, offering another game with higher stakes met the anticipated response. She was more than happy to oblige him, seeing the chance for more riches. The hand dealt to him was nothing short of rotten, but that didn't matter. As the last play approached, he asked her to come good on their debt. Obviously, that was met with a quizzical look. The gift had locked them into a contract, one which she now had to pay, in the form of conceding the match. A favour for a favour. Velethuil smiled. Trap sprung.

Hurling all the insults under the sun, she was utterly powerless to stop the unfolding events. Despite the game being poker, he held all the cards. The choice was simple, give up and lose her title, estate and riches. Or don't, and leave a Fae with all the power he wanted over you until the debt was satisfied.

Reminiscing old events was fantastic, especially when accompanied by a soft velvet chair and glass of fine wine in an opulent mansion. That definitely helped things. Things had taken a rather nasty turn when she produced an iron dagger and swung with it, but the guards quickly subdued her. What he had done wasn't illegal, it was common knowledge to never deal with a Fae. Thankfully, the nobles of Bravado fancied themselves more intelligent than the rest of the world, which made them easy pickings. Still, he was thankful for not having to deal with that again. A steel bolt had once found it's merry way into his side, and the scar was still there. Had it been pure iron, he wouldn't be sitting here now.

Regardless, it was time to stop mulling over old memories. He had too many to count as it was, and there was a dinner waiting for him at a Lord's estate, just up the roar. More drunken nobles, ripe for the taking.

Weapons: Snark.

Equipment: Fine, dark-blue and black regalia. A heavy black cloak with white fur lining.

Special Skills: Faerie magic, including glamour to change appearance if need be.
Ability to leverage outstanding deals to influence and bind people.
Expert of ice magic.

[User] Alexander was walking back to Escudo, returning from a day of searching for work. He was obviously tired, spending more than ten hours running around. As he returned to the city, he noticed a commotion. He heard "Xavier" being thrown around often. Xavier? Who is he? Alexander thought to himself. He returned to his estate, removing his armor and changing into more comfortable clothing. Alexander then left and set out to the tavern to get a drink and catch up on some of the latest rumors.

[Assistant]
"Ello Alexander was was your day today?" The barmaid named Jane with a smile on her face,"The usually i would guess?What did the king make ya do today?" She asked him filling up a large mug filled with his favorite mead.The folks around him were talking about a mute solider that was a monster in the battlefield and another rumor of a orc in Escudo that was a exiled prince of his tribe.

-----------------

Meanwhile Xavier was riding on his black horse named "Raknor" riding towards Merche,He knew this would make him a target but knew that Bravado and Meche have a alliance and would not want to break their alliance because of him.He would not want to break this himself he liked the peace and wanted peace to the land and thought his king would be the one to bring peace.

He made his way onto the main road towards Meche thinking of what he would do when he finds the spy,Would he have to fight him he didn't want kill him since the king wanted the spy alive.

[User] Alexander smiled, always happy to see Jane at the tavern. "Ah, yes, The usual indeed." He said, watching her fill the mug. "I was ordered to clear out Blackwater Cave. There was a bear too close to the path to the city." He replied to her. He listened as he heard the gossip going around. That must be Xavier. Alexander thought, piecing the small bits of stories together.

[Assistant]
In Meche nobody cared about the rumors of spy, Especially Astador who Just Wake up. He dressed up and then, as a Captain gave every Guard his Point he will Protect. Astador decided to give Main Gate to himself, because there was rumors that somebody important will enter the Town today. Astador wanted to make Upper Captain proud.

One of the merchants missed his papers and after not letting him in, tryed to hit Astador with a knife, Thankfully for Eagle eye of Astador, he saw the knife before impact, grabbed his Arm and disarmed him. Another situation when death almost looked into his eyes. Caravan leader will not be glad.

[User]
His coffers more noticeably empty than usual Kormac was travelling in rural Bravado rather than his usual haunt of the Meche countryside. He sets up camp in a field outside of town, paying the farmer for the land with the last of his coppers. He sets up his mobile tavern with lamps illuminating the field to dispel darkness and several small boxes loaned from the farmhouse as makeshift tables.

Once done with his preparation he takes a small bundle of flyers into the town. Written upon it the name of several choice craft ales unlikely to have made it through the parts. For those peasants unable to read he also has scribbled a small map showing the way to his encampment. Though before he gives them out he makes his way first to the local tavern, hoping to enter a partnership for his short stay rather than conflicting with local business. His club is hidden under his long coat, he doesn't intend to use it.

[Assistant]
It was a lovely day in Bravado. Clear skies, a nice cool breeze, and a lack of warmth in the sun which gave the air that perfect crisp coldness to it. Velethuil smiled to himself, seeing a lonely young woman sitting on a bench. Grabbing a handful of flowers from the passing garden, he offered them to her. Face lighting up, she took the flowers gently, nodding her appreciation to the man. In doing so, however, placing her in his debt. Something to cash in on later, he thought, merrily.

"Enjoying yourself, Faerie?" With the bitter tone coming from behind, he caught sight of four cloaked figures in dark, earthy brown leather armour. Velethuil had seen their kind before. Hunters.

Continuing to walk, he allowed the smile to widen. "Why, yes. The skies are blue, the air is cool, and the people are stupid. What more can one ask for-"

The tip of a crossbow bolt glinted in the sun as one of the figures drew the weapon from underneath his cloak. With a small chuckle, the Fae spun on his heel, and clicked his fingers. A blast of frigid air burst from the ground beneath their feet, covering the street in a fine mist. Velethuil ducked into a nearby alleyway, and his form melted away with Faerie Glamour, leaving a woman in his place. The same ice-blue hair, now in a bob cut, and a dark blue and black dress reaching down to her knees. Stumbling through the cloud, coughing and spluttering, she fell into the arms of a hunter, also in a coughing fit.

The man looked bewildered. "Did you see where he went, girl?" Seemingly unable to speak, being robbed of breath from the ice-cold air, she could only nod and point to the alley. Taking off with a great deal of enthusiasm, the four hunters vanished. Velethuil promptly stopped coughing, and wandered down the street from the way he had come, not yet undoing the glamour. Instead, the woman's form simply pulled the jacket in hand on over her shoulders and sauntered down the street.

The skies are blue, the air is cool.

The people are stupid.

Let them chase hearsay and rumours for a while, he thought. Passing the girl, still sitting on the bench clasping the flowers tightly to her chest, Velethuil smiled at her again. To the woman, he was an entirely different person this time around. I have a banquet to attend.

[User]
"Oh wow that sounds...dangerous,Glad you are here with the living" The barmaid smiled handing him the somewhat heavy mead filled glass."So does the king have any other orders for ya?Don't want to see a scratch on that pretty face of yours" She said flirting with him now attending to another patron who was flirting with her but she ignored it.

The murmurs were getting a bit louder with another rumor of the mute warrior murdering a hundred Escucdo warriors.

-----------------------

Xavier was riding his horse down the long dirt road wanting to have people stare at him with their eyes,Noticing a caravan it was empty and he wanted to buy some items. Dismounting off his horse bringing the horse with him looking into the empty trailer wondering if anyone was inside.Tapping on the wooden panel of the trailer with his armored hand letting out a soft child like moan since he couldn't speak.

---------------------------

-cell

The banquet would be at a noble's house named Lavquie who along with the other nobles would be discuses what they would be doing to deal with the rising criminal actions in the town.

[Assistant] Alexander laughed a bit and nodded. "It wasn't all that bad." He said, rubbing a claw wound on his shoulder. He smirked as she heard the flirt from the beautiful barmaid. "I have one more task...to talk to him later for a special task. Not sure what it is." He said, watching her move across the tavern and serve people.

[User] Once she was done serving the patrons of the bar she came back to Alexander taking care of the bar while her boss Cad was serving patrons drinks."Weird im sure it's to take care of a giant rat or something" Jane smiled to the other man.She took a quick break for their conversation to serve a patron obviously drunk another drink while trying to grope Jane who would have none of that.

[Assistant]
Approaching the opulent palace, it was truly a sight to behold. After freshening up after the hi-jinks of earlier - and finally undoing the glamour - Velethuil strode along to Lavquie's abode. The guards checked the list before waving him in. If the outside was impressive, then the inside stole the words from even his mouth. Golden chandeliers, elaborate jeweled sculptures and lavish fabrics covered every nook and cranny of the expansive room. Servants wandered around offering guests hors d'oeuvres and wine. A passing girl held the tray in Velethuil's direction, who politely refused. Being a Fae and all, the small bag at his side held a selection of wines and food brought from home.

As the night drew on and the guests became steadily more drunk, everyone was seated around a large mahogany table, with Lavquie at the head. Tonight was about some kind of crime wave sweeping the city. The topic didn't interest him all that much, but it was a nice way to pass the time. Food of all shapes and sizes were brought out onto the table as a plethora of wondrous smells filled the air. Sending a small token of appreciation to this evening's host meant that partaking in the meal would balance the deal fairly. Velethuil didn't mind, though, as it looked delicious.

[User]
-cell

During the course of the parties they were rumors of a solider that had a high price on his head and another rumor of a woman in Bravado that was the cardinal's lover and was part of The Holy Order Of St.Jerika. Later into the night Velethuil could see his a woman wearing a golden dress and looked beautiful.

"Hello...i am sorry to bother you milord but i was wondering if you wanted to dance?" She asked him with a smile,The music form the musician group was getting louder and more vibrate.

[Assistant] Alexander laughed yet again from the banter they exchanged. "Probably." He said. He looked at her go deal with some patrons. He stood up as he saw the grope and looked at Jane. "Need some help?" He asked, taking a step towards her. Alexander was more relaxed in taverns, but he would glady brawl if necessary.

[User] "Ummm it's no problem...im just havin...we're having some fun so don't worry" The patron said shaking his head now rubbing Jane's upper thigh,"Umm look i don't want any trouble" Jane said to both the Patron and The Alexander.Her face betrayed her looking away form Alex showing that wanted Alex to intervene.

[Assistant]
Gossip was a wonderful thing. Even the smallest piece of information filtered through lips loosened by alcohol could be devastating when used by the right person. One of the reason why gathering like this was always something Velethuil made time for. That and the general misplaced arrogance of the Bravado noblemen and women. Still, one of the more graceful guests had caught his eye. More than that, even, when she had outright approached him and asked to dance. Something the Fae had mastered over countless years. He offering a hand with a sweeping bow.

"I assure you, my dear, it would take far more than that to bother me. Dancing with you would be a pleasure." She took his hand, and the two made their way to the floor, waltzing to the soothing music drifting out from the band.


[System]
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Talent: Cold/Ice

Backstory: Zephyr's mind has two modes, utterly obsessed and totally uninterested. It explained a lot about how he did so well in his martial arts classes, yet so poorly in his school classes. When his mind was turned on there was almost nothing he couldn't do. One of the things he had always been interested in was magic, and luckily for him there was apparently a master of magic hidden in the forest just waiting for apprentices. Once zephyr set his mind to it he packed his things and off he went.

Magic Color and Meaning: Orange. Passionate

Primary Source of Magic: It begins in his heart and flows most easily to his hands. It works best when being used to do something Zephyr really cares about.

Other: He brought with him about a days worth of food, a sleeping bag, some money, and his katana which he got from his martial arts classes.

[User]
As all the surviving apprentices arrived (including not posted ones) at the castle, they would soon be trapped as the creatures begun surrounding the area.. the one that looked different is in the front growling.. the others listening to it's orders. they would be slowly approaching the apprentices.... but they would notice something behind the creatures... as bushes shake and a man in a full suit and an unlit cigar in his mouth steps out from the tree line walking straight towards them.... he begins walking through the ranks of creatures and none of them seems to take notice his there, a flame would come off the tip of one of his fingers as he cups it with his other hand lighting his cigar... he would stop next to the leader and look at the apprentices.

He'd turn his head to the creature... before pretty much round house kick it through the ranks of the creatures and into the trees breaking them with unbelievable strength. he would then turn towards the apprentices waking rest of the way to them as the other creatures suddenly notice his presence "...why the hell are you all here.." he states at them seeming slightly annoyed. the other creatures would roar and suddenly charge at them.

The man would simply yawn and snap his fingers "remove them" he shouts and suddenly three huge figures learn from the castle and land behind the man.. giant creatures..

Chimeras... they would begin slaughtering the creatures like they was nothing, sliceing, biting, breathing fire... some even melt into a goo from poison spat out from the snake head... after a lot is killed the night creatures would begin running all of sudden scared....

Before long it would just be the mysterious man standing there with three huge Chimeras standing behind him. he'd snap his fingers as the gates then begin to open into a huge courtyard, way bigger then the castle should have from the looks of it, and the three chimeras suddenly poof transforming.

Into small cute versions of themselves and follow the man as he walks past the apprentices inside.

[Assistant] Mecca's moith opened and closed like a dying fish. Surprise, shock, and relief battled to be the dominant emotion but in the end surprise won. She watched as the man walked past, still gapping at him and the now cute Chimeras.

[User] Bristle at first wanted to call out a warning to the strange man but when he kicked one of them into the trees Bristle figured it might be better just to watch. The stranger proved himself more than capable of dealing with what apparently didn't even qualify as a threat to him. He watched in awe as the monsters the stranger summoned tore apart the gray beasts before transforming into tiny, doll sized versions of themselves. Bristle paused momentarily unsure if he should follow inside or what. However when the thought that some of the gray monsters were still out there he quickly decided that it couldn't be that much worse inside the castle, right?

[Assistant]
Alex watched in compete shock as this new comer walked through the horde of creatures as though they couldn't see him. How? Was it something he had on? Was there a pheromone he put on to make him invisible to the creatures? Alex thought. Alex nearly jumped when the man kicked the lead creature past the horde and into a tree before 3 more creatures came down and ripped apart the monsters that were chasing him and the others. Before long the creatures were done with the monsters and changed into a much cuter form of themselves.

"Ok, now that was awesome," Alex said before he heard the man ask why they were here. Alex figured this was some kind of body guard for the master so he politely said, "We're truly sorry to disturb you and your master, but we were told of a master of magic who could teach us the ways of to control and master magic ourselves." He hopped being politely and civil wouldn't get him killed and also know how the man walked through the horde of monster without being noticed.

[User] The man looked at the apprentices especially Alex after they followed him...... he walked up to him and taps some of the ashes into his face "know who you speak to before you speak boy" he says annoyed "There is only one person who lives here, and that's me, use your head" he states shaking his head

[Assistant] Bristle nodded, as he thought, this man was the master who lived here. Able to teach magic. "Then if you are the master, please, teach us how to use magic." A simple request, perhaps even under-worded, but Bristle was in no state of mind to think of anything more elegant. At least he assumed the others were here to learn magic. Why in the nine would you be here otherwise?

[User] Zephyr had been quiet ever since he came upon the group, mostly because he was scared all he would do is scream if he tried to say anything. He had his sword out, ready for a last stand. But through either luck or very elaborate planning, a man who was apparently the magic master they were searching for came to their rescue. Zephyr really didn't know what to say, so he just stayed silent, sheathed his sword, and followed everyone else.

[Assistant] Mecca scrambled to regain her composure. She was surprised—and kinda miffed—that the man who had just saved them was the actual guy that the group had been going to find. She kept her mouth shut though, not trusting herself to speak. She feared what she might say and she really didn't want to say anything to anger him.

[User]
"I meant no disrespect. I was just simply thinking outside the box. None of us have been in the castle and have no idea if it's just you or others inside the castle," Alex said before he added, "And technically you're not the only one here since you have three creatures guarding the castle." Alex was always the one to find a loop hole in anything, but he didn't tread too far since he didn't know what this man was capable of.

"So I take it you're the master of magic my grandfather spoke of?" Alex said before he introduced himself as he followed the man, "My names Alex Danger. It's a pleasure to meet you sir."

[Assistant]
The man would raise an eyebrow and shake his head walking away alex "...Why the hell are you all here" he states "I'm sure you've heard i don't take apprentices without good enough reason" he states "...not to mention this path is one that there is no going back on, you will face unimaginable pain. You will probably even die" he states glancing back at them "So I'll ask again.. Why are you here?"

@booksmusicanime @duskshine749 @Eklispe @RomanAria

[User] "I want to learn and I don't care what may happen to me!" Mecca said, stepping forward and angrily crossing her arms. Her golden eyes glared at him, she wasn't going to turn around now, not when she was finally there! And also not when it was freezing outside...and night time.

[Assistant] Bristle thought about the question. A reasonable question really. Unfortunately his reasons weren't the same. Because he had nothing better to do? Nowhere better to go? No one to go to? Eh might as well be halfway truthful. "Here to learn like everyone else. Pain is something I'm used to. Besides I'll do anything you want me to no questions asked, good enough reason for you?" Bristle asked confidently of the old man. Couldn't be that bad right? Certainly better than any of his other options at this point. His odds of making it back out of this forest and being able to make a living on odd jobs seemed pretty low.

[User]
"I want to learn about magic, about how it works, and how it can be used to help others," Alex said before he continued, "Think about what magic could do in the world if we could study it and understand it. I want to be able to help people with magic." Alex stopped when he heard the man talk about the dangers. He thought about it for a second, thinking of the pros and cons.

"You say it's dangerous, but isn't everything new you try these days. Yes we might not know a lot about magic. However, you're the most powerful being around to help up understand it. We all know the risks and yet we're all ready to take the chance of death to better understand magic. Shouldn't that be reason enough?" Alex said.

[Assistant] It seemed everyone else knew exactly why they were here, but Zephyr needed a moment to think of his reasoning. He had come here to learn magic sure, but why was learning magic so important to him that he was willing to risk his life for it? After a little more thought it came to him. "I'm here because I've been interested in magic for almost my whole life," he said to the man, "and magic is one of the only things in my life anymore that makes me feel anything. It's one of my only passions, and if after all of this you won't teach me then I go home to my empty life. That is why I am here." After he finished Zephyr realized that got a lot more intense than he meant to make it. Now the others probably thought he was weird, he just kind of looked down to avoid everyone's eye contact.

[User]
The master would raise an eyebrow at them then groans touching his hand to his forehead "..all of you really know nothing.." he states "those reasons are idiotic, and frankly... the same as death wish" he states looking at them with fierce and intense eyes "every one who I've taken with such reasons have all died during the initiation ritual while screaming so loud, I'm pretty sure the town nearby which is a long ways away, was able to hear it" he states then stomps his foot loudly, a giant magical circle appears on the ground behind him "If it's a death wish you want, what ever it's not my job to keep you alive" he states "You'll need better reasoning to survive than you simply want to learn magic, you need a real reason to learn it, a goal your hunting for" he tells them "or else this ritual will chew you up into a ground paste and spit you out"

 His face says that he isn't lying to them, there would be traces of stuff laying around.. rags of old clothes and more... from previous apprentices who tried to learn but did not succeed. "You know nothing about pain, if you haven't experienced the pain of living as a wizard, or even as an apprentice" he states "People die regularly, Loved ones killed for being near you" he tells them "Best friends you made killed without you able to do anything" he looks to the sky "that is only the start.. the ritual pain is unbearable by itself alone, but when involving everything after..." the master would close his eyes "You would wish death had taken you long before then, I know I have." a strange stone tablet raises from the ground in the middle of the circle "To become an apprentice it must be paid in blood" he states "Write you name in your own blood on the tablet to seal the contract, Though you might want to read the rules before you do so" he tells them. "for disobeying a master after you have made the contract... could be a punishable offence.."

 The Tablet would have a list of Rules on it 1: Once you have signed this contract you are no longer considered human, you are no longer a person. Until you have graduated you are considered as property to the world. The property of a Master. 2:The Master's word is law, break it, then he, or her can punish by which ever means they wish, including death. 3: An Apprentice is not to simply speak to another Master besides their own without permission. 4: The Master may do what ever they wish to the apprentice, no matter what they decide. from experimentation, to other uses. and 5: If you cause the death of another fellow apprentice, the punishment will be even more severe, left to the master or masters to decide, Common punishment is death. Under this there is a spot that says 'I (big space for multiple names) Soddenly swear to uphold these rules, as i join the apprenticeship of a magician and begin my path to become a master'.

@Rex @Eklispe @booksmusicanime @RomanAria

[Assistant] Bristle shrugged, he'd been called worse for less. He didn't have any loved ones or friends to be taken away, and pain? Well what was that compared to the drudgery of going through life like a normal person. No, better to put all his cards on the table. He wouldn't fold when the pot was the biggest one he would ever see in his whole life. "Count me in." he said plainly and looked around awkwardly for something to sign with. "Hey, mind letting me use that?" he asked the man with the katana. Unless the master dude felt like supplying pens, he hadn't exactly packed for a blood contract.

[User] Magic was all Zephyr was passionate about in life anymore, if that wasn't good enough reason to commit his life to magic he didn't know what was. One of the other boys asked if he could use Zephyr's katana, to cut his finger or something and sign he guessed. Most people probably didn't have an open cut or something to get blood from. "Ya, sure," Zephyr said, holding out his sword so the boy could cut himself on it. "I'm Zephyr by the way, you?" Zephyr was more than happy to let anyone else who needed it to use his katana.