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What the heck is planetbusting?
And dang. I'll app some other things then, I guess? I hope we don't have character limits ;-;

Name: Saitama ("Caped Baldy")
Age: 25
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Personality: A relatively calm guy with normal concerns, to the point of near unflappability. Suffers from the sheer apathy of never finding anything challenging in battle, but can get very hot blooded if he encounters something. Has an incredible willpower. Is sensitive about his baldness.
Bio: A former "hobby hero" and now a professional, Saitama, despite his sheer power, is an unappreciated "small-fry" hero, despite being the most powerful being in his universe. Saitama does not conform to many of the stereotypes and egotism of the classical hero, which confuses many, especially due to his powers having been derived from simple strength training.
Abilities: Ultimate Strength- Saitama's punch and lifting force is such that he can flip an entire underground facility and destroy the head of a city sized monster with an average punch. This is without the power of his Normal attack rushes, or his Serious series attacks, which have routinely destroyed planetary level threats without any apparent effort or bodily damage. This sheer strength is the reason the series is called One Punch Man.
Ultimate Durability- Saitama, beyond some routine scratches to his skin, has taken city destroying energy blasts, psychic maelstroms, being crushed by city sized objects without any injury. While his exact damage threshold has not been established, he could be said to hold the principle of "invincible strength."
Ultimate Speed- Saitama has been shown to be able to move at hypersonic speeds trumping that of heroes whose entire technique focuses on their speed. He can cross an 1500 meter dash in an unmeasurable time span if he so chooses, and can leave afterimages of himself at high enough speeds, which can make fighting him incredibly difficult.
Ultimate Agility- Stemming from his sheer strength, Saitama has the capacity to leap from the moon to Earth in near moments, and can surmount virtually any obstacle if he so chooses.
Ultimate Senses- As well as a classical danger sense allowing him to perceive threats he may have never noticed normally, Saitama has the capacity to easily see objects moving at hypersonic speeds, as well as enhanced hearing.
Psychic Resistance- Saitama's sheer willpower can allow him to resist psychic powers on himself by resisting the energy projected by ESPers and the like. This allows him to trump this ilk of power with ease, though indirect uses have slightly more effect.
Alright Cook- He can cook decently well.
Universe of Origin: One Punch Man
Silence is Golden
Sanngridr gave a grunt of acceptance, if perhaps not approval. She was not a fan of such an underhanded technique, but something told her that her talents may well be used later. It was no matter. There would be other times.
Quoth ruffled his feathers in a pleased matter, glad that someone appreciated him. He had some compassion for Sanngridr, but it got annoying talking to someone with her single-mindedness after a while.
"I assume you children know the direction to this palace?" Sanngridr grunted towards Aelia, not bothering to try and talk in the direction of her hidden comrade.
Hey! Are applicants still being accepted?
Silence is Golden
Sanngridr grunted in response to the comments of the priestesses of the flower god and death god.
"I still do not see why we cannot just go straight into the mansion. Leaving a message for those who would oppose our... employers is likely the point of this. If they cannot dare face the condemnation from spilling blood, they should not ask for it," she said, an animalistic edge accentuating her accented Latin, thick with the harsh syllables of the tribes of the north.
Quoth gave a disapproving squeak and quickly replied to her owner's words.
"As much as we'd like it, Sanngridr, a job is a job, no matter how boring, and the requirements must be fufilled. What I suggest is that we state our entirely truthful business as emissaries of, say, Antony, and ask to stay a night in his manse. He's obligated to be a host, and it looks poorly on his character if he doesn't, not that it shall matter for long."
Quest 4
Sanngridr sighed, shoving the part of her disgusted by the filthy air of the fringe tenements of Rome. The smell of shit and rot permeated the air, not the smell of life and regrowth, but a smell of sediment and stasis. Cities filled her mind with bile, being forced to confront the worthless, the unnatural, and most of all the heathen. Shrines to Vesta and the gods of trades filled her peripheral vision through doors swinging ajar, livestock roamed the streets, and she had to resist her basest instinct to rip them to shreds. Thankfully (for the animals), the fact that a large group of wolves kept to her heels quickly moved anyone with any sense of fear.
She still did not get why she was sent to perform some cowardly act of assassination, not even a fair battle for one of her caliber, still assisted by two priests of the Roman's gods, while her compatriot Ari was sent to clear out raiders in the land of the Britons. She would take up her frustrations later.
Quoth looked around with a curious eye, searching for a sliver of meat or some form of treat to make this slog worthwhile. He turned on Sanngridr's shoulder, and with a punctuating squaw addressed Sanngridr's current companions, who he had learned to be Tulia and Aelia.
"Do you have any idea where we should ask about this mansion? I'm afraid my partner here has not been in Rome in a decade or two, and she's not big on delaying the kill- work."
People looked confused but just assumed that, as ravens were not supposed to talk and therefore the fault was on their end.
Irmo stepped around the homonculi after getting a look at the scroll from his perspective.
"Sso the scroll was blank. Thiss is a pity. Perhaps we should investigate that orb, no? As far as clues in this place go, that idol is all we have to go by. Unlesss you want to dig through the corpses. Does anyone object?"
The kobold approached the statue, waiting a brief moment for anyone to interject.
Yeeeeeeeees.
Yes.
I am in.
Ill get a post up tomorrow.
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