Mercy Mable

Female

16

Mercy is an odd little girl. She cares not for the judgmental eyes of others. Rather she's giddy for the audience. Throwing passion into her words and actions on a whim, as she drifts through the mundane progression of life. She doesn't think life is worthless, rather a temporary state thats only useful to others when its over. Still, she makes the best of her time as she sees fit and will follow orders with out question, but expects others to do the same.

Thánatos - Mercy's vessel, Thánatos, takes the form of a long black ribbon wrapped around her left leg while dormant. It is silky smooth to the touch; though, really, what you be doing touching a young maiden's legs? ಠ_ಠ

Once active, it takes the form similar to that of a small curved dagger, similar to a jambiya. It isn't built well for fighting, though the blade never tarnishes. Instead, it focuses Mercy's abilities and allows for easier activation.

Second Life - By stabbing a deceased body with her activated Thanatos, Mercy is able to siphon off a bit of her soul into it and reanimate it temporarily. This tires Mercy until the soul is freed from the body, either from destruction or natural decay (which usually happens after 24 hours). Two corpses appear to be the max Mercy can handle at one time, though her ability to move and think are hindered to the point of not being able to act beyond a basic level.

Gift from the Underworld - Mercy is able to summon forth a skeleton and soul from the underworld by feeding Thanatos a bit of her blood. The skeleton is a simple construct, but fights expertly and without emotion. The soul lives as long as the skeleton remains intact, though cannot interact with the physical. It can, however, communicate freely with Mercy and provide utilitarian support.

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Akemi Akagi

Female

15

Akemi's known for being pretty timid. She likes to take slow steps as she creeps around to where the people are; and when invited to speak, there's a brief pause between each of her ideas. However, she's usually very calm and seems to follow through with anything she does without holding back. She's also quite a realist. She knows when the odds are stacked against her, and prefers not to waste her time and effort.

Akemi was actually quite the outgoing child before her quirk started to kick in. Always running head first and living in the now.
Bust as her quirk started to develop, she noticed herself start to fade into the background of her class. It wasn't anything to be concerned about at first; she got along with just about anybody, and could easily find a group to join as class demanded. It wasn't until free time that she could feel her isolation. Everyone always grouped up around this activity or that, enjoying their time together while Akemi tended to sit on the sidelines; no longer interested in running around or what her peers were up to.

Growing up a few years; while her classmate's bond with each other deepened and cliques began to form, Akemi remained on the sidelines looking from afar. She was pretty happy though. Watching the other students play their games and socialize brought an intrigued smile across her face. She liked watching them have fun even if she wasn't in the middle of it. At least until, she woke up one day; nearing the end of her middle school career while life passed her by.

Filled with less than stellar motivation, Akemi started taking the liberty of not coming to class as often. Of course, her parents didn't know, but that was easy to cover up. Slipping in and out of the house was relatively easy and she was able to brush off any inquiry of about her absence without any consequence. Akemi began spending most of her days roaming the town. Her vines grew wild and unkempt,
and before she knew it she lost any direction in life and simply existed.

Wild Growth - Vine like tentacles sprout from her head, which she can control at will. Theses vines can stretch and grow up to a range of 15 meters, though she can only effectively control one or two strands with any skill.

These vines can also produce a strange flower. The effects of this flower remains unknown as it continues to wilt before fully blooming.

Mobile - Akemi isn't particularly fast or with great endurance, but she can turn and take off on a dime.

Thick Skinned - Being hit by a truck would obviously knock her down, but a solid punch and minor cuts won't even faze her.

Quiet - Unless you put effort into it, one might not even know she's there. A soft voice with silent steps to match.

"Oho, yes..." Akemi looked down at the desk in front of her. Her vines covered her face, but her disappointment bled through her voice. She should've expected it, given how little she actually came to class nowadays; but it was a disheartening blow regardless. In front of her laid a single piece of paper telling her what choices she had to pick from. There were only two. For one reason or another she missed the cut to join most of any of the high schools in the area. The first of her choices was the old school that had come to be known for its quirk-enabled students being outnumbered nine to one. While she didn't really plan on attending much of her classes, going to a place with a focus on the quirk-less didn't sound all that appealing. Her other choice was much like the list of schools she failed to get into. In fact, she was quite surprised this one managed to stay available. Akemi had already chose this as her school of choice, due to lack of options, but she couldn't help but be curious on why the bar was set so low compared to the others. Excusing herself, Akemi left school. Honestly it was about 50/50 if anyone noticed. She headed off into town, to see what this school was all about.

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Elizabeth Blue

Little Devil Blue

Machina

Female

18 ; Actually 146

She tires hard and has the skill to back it up. Though, she tends to follow her gut more than anything. If it feels good, she'll adjust her focus until the world gives her what she desires. These wants are nothing more than distractions to her; but as each day feels longer than the last, more distractions aren't necessarily a bad thing.

Amazing, the break throughs in science and health have accomplished through the years. A child of such, Elizabeth was born a prodigy among her peers. Tired of trivial life, Elizabeth moved on into the gaming world where she too rose quickly in skill and among followers. Granting victory of numerous competitions and an ever-rising fan base. Late into her career, she joined to fight against the new threat in the Nexus. Proving enough skill to keep with the best of them.

Knack for mechanical engineering. Able to handle and create electricity to aid in tasks.

Ragnarok - An older model war machine whose systems have been streamlined and filled out with extra protection by none other than the pilot herself. This monstrosity of a machine fires mortar shells via its two arm machine guns, fabricating ammo as needed directly into the clips. Shots fired hit with pinpoint accuracy thanks to a firing computer that suggests and displays targets, which Elizabeth herself can shoot herself or, with on par accuracy, allow the computer to take over. To support the main cannons, the mech also boast four rail cannons strapped to its back. Though with a 1.5 second charge delay, Ragnarok can accurately hit and blow up a mile-wide city on the moon when firing from earth. However, the rail cannons can only fired with the use of the targeting computer. Should the mech hit a critical condition, its core overloads and threatens to blow up the surrounding area with the force of a couple of atomic bombs. During activation, the pilot is ejected and given a hardened plasma shield that protects against the explosion, timing out afterwards. This can be canceled remotely by her suit after ejection.

Apart from Ragnarok, Elizabeth sports a small plasma cutter and a few plasma charges for if and when she finds herself without her mech.

Yoru

16

Female

170cm

64kg

Turquoise

Violet

A lady with a snarky mouth, preferring action than stating any meaningful words. Her friends are those bought with respect rather than any mutual love or trust. She shows dedication to her tasks, but cares little for social standard or any studies. She doesn't think much, but she's skilled in physical abilities. Falling into rank as she pushes herself further and further; getting stronger until the DGP is over.

Yoru's mother married a [REDACTED]. [REDACTED]. Together, Yoru and her mother moved across the world as she trained. Eventually settling down and enrolling in D.G.P. as she finished what studies she lacked and live, exploring life, before her eventual choice upon graduation.

Yoru started her enrollment at age thirteen, spending the first year getting accustomed to living alone. She remained mostly invisible to her peers, but has taken and interest in local sports. In her few years enrolled, she has become a well known athlete; sporting great stamina and coordination. Though she refuses to compete, she has enough talent and ability to stand with the best of them.

Mage - Warlock

Night

3

Ivory Masks

Windfury: Night is launched with great speed in any direction, taking with him a moderate gust of wind. Activated as a quick action and can store up to three charges; each charge replenishes after 3 seconds.

Nosferatu: Damage dealt restore a bit of health back to Night equal to 1/2, rounded down.

Demonic Blade: A super-powered form that lasts 2 rounds with a cool down of 4 rounds. Physical attacks deal twice the damage and Night is unaffected by status or crowd control. Power attacks produce knock back that leaves the opponent laying on the ground afterwords.

Monodextrous Casting: Enables you to wield a melee weapon in one hand.