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@Expendable: Just the one. Route was NRT to LAX to JFK.
@Zeroth: To answer, in order:
  • Evolution's fun, and I'm not against that sort of stuff per se. That being said, I'll be evaluating things on a case-by-case basis.
  • Little of column A, little of column B. I'm flexible.
  • Anything's game, but ideally it makes sense for the character. Doesn't have to, though.


Anyways, that's a lotta interest, so I'll move this to a proper thread later today.
Prologue

"Well, this is a rather macabre scene."

With a rather uncanny callousness underlining his voice, a rather well-dressed man who looked to be no older than forty took a few steps towards the crashed plane in front of him. There was no sense of trepidation as he stepped closer to the flames, and less so as he simply leaped atop the charred wreck to peer inside.

Hundreds of people, dead in but an instant. Young, old, healthy, frail—as was expected of a tragedy on this magnitude, none seemed to be spared. But despite being surrounded by a scene that could easily carve itself into the mind of people who could bear witness to such tragedy, the man seemed... Unfazed.

Well, that was to be expected, of course. He was here on a little job for his master, whose capricious nature he was bound to follow regardless of his own opinions. Lucky, then, that he happened to arrive at such an opportune time.

Better than than to have to dirty his own hands, after all.

As he stopped near the center of the downed vehicle, the man raised his right arm in front of him and opened a small portal above his head. With his left, he formed a small lantern glowing with blue-green light, and with none others living to witness the scene to follow, raised that same object up and shook it as he would a bell.

The wreckage, at once, seemed to be suffused with a dim glow, and one by one dancing lights seemed to float up and away for but a brief moment before being drawn towards that light.

"Let this humble servant provide you all a second chance," the man spoke as he walked through the portal, each light slowly following in his wake, "though let your choices be yours and yours alone."

Ere long, that ethereal light had faded from the plane, leaving naught but ash and solitude as the gateway slowly closed behind him.


Premise

So... It might not be evident at a glance, but this is a fantasy isekai story. Sure, it seems more like the prelude for an urban fantasy of sorts, but no, it's a fantasy isekai.

With game elements. Yes, how original, I know.

Setting that self-deprecating humor aside for a moment, I'll provide a bit more background knowledge for those who haven't up and left already below.

Having met an untimely demise in the wake of a plane crash, you and a few other people have woken up in the middle of a completely unknown location. What that location is may vary from group to group, but what be more pressing is the fact that you... May or may not be the same person you were before blacking out. More curious still might be the odd UI-like menu in front of you that feels like something straight out of a game, complete with stats, skills, and other miscellaneous information.
What to make of the situation is your choice to make, but to what end that may lead, only time can tell.



The System

In order to supplement their lack of experience in this new world, these wayward souls have been provided with a metaphysical construct henceforth dubbed "the System". This System does not turn the world into a game (though some might treat it as such anyways), but instead functions as both a way of quantifying abilities and the capabilities of the user. This does include the capability to gain experience and level up.

That being said, being able to level up does not mean that the natives of this world cannot also grow stronger and break past their limits. Rather, it is that the reincarnated have the ability to steer their growth as they see fit.

Other than that, the System has a built-in record system that functions similarly to a quest log and a messaging function that allows those who have met other wayward souls to communicate with one another regardless of the situation. It does not have a built-in map, minimap or inventory, though.

Only those who have been reincarnated (in other words, the player characters) can access this System, and it is an otherwise foreign concept to many of those who have lived in this world since being born.


Skills

A "Skill" in context of the System can be split into one of two categories: something that "increases the capabilities of a stat or action" or "allows for the execution of some type of action". The former would be something like a basic stat boost (e.g.; [MAG +10]), while the latter would be something more like [Holy Magic] or [Fire Magic]. Merely having a skill in the latter category does not mean that you can use any skill that it might fall under of course, but rather that you can use it at a basic level and that, if condition are right, you can learn how to use more advanced techniques in that vein. As to how to obtain them...

Well, some require luck, some require hard work, and some a mixture of both. Have fun exploring the possibilities!


I do believe that should be everything that I need to present to start? Honestly, this RP idea was spun up on impulse and I'm going to be running things fast and loose. Questions, concerns, or whatever else can be asked below, as usual. Here's a form for those who want to get started on some unapologetic isekai trash prep.

Everyone's entitled to some junk food every now and then, right?

Richard Evans
Route 5

While he had expected a chase to break out while pursuing the Nidoran, Richard had not expected to have to sprint so quickly after it in the process. A jog or a light run, maybe but not something on this level. Luna was able to keep up just fine, in part due to her own inclination towards it all, but this whole situation was still a question of if he could make it.

Though he had expected to continue his pursuit for a while, Richard found himself given a rather convenient boon in how the Nidoran tried—and failed—to shake him off by attempting a sharp turn and tumbling in the progress. With the distance all but closed now, the Pokemon seemed to finally give up attempting to run and chose to take the fight to him instead.

All the better, really.

"Luna, sit this one out, okay?" Richard said, motioning for the Grass Snake Pokemon to wait on standby before letting Sara out of her ball. The Nacli glanced around for a moment after finding itself in a completely new environment, but it didn't take long for her to realize what it was that Richard wanted.

"All right, Sara, simple orders for you. Use Mud Shot, and don't stop until that Nidoran's about to go down."

There wasn't really going to be any fancy maneuvering here, but it would be likely that the battlefield would start to change if this went on for longer than he had expected. In that case, it'd be a simple enough matter to start forcing the Nidoran into having to wade through the build-up of mud and make it easier to hit, at which point the battle was all but over.

Hopefully it didn't try to run away again, though...

@Rune_Alchemist
Kochiya Sanae
Aventon — Forest Outskirts

The appearance of the new, far larger centipede compared to the ones they were cleaning up until this point in time cause Sanae to throw her hands in the air in exasperation. While the smaller centipedes were mostly terrifying due to a combination of how they had appeared and a natural aversion to the things, the fact that those were actually babies made Sanae feel like some karmic force may as well have been messing with her.

At the very least, though, the bugs being bigger made them feel a bit less terrifying in the "thoroughly grossed out" sort of way; large as they were now, they felt more like proper monsters than things dancing on the precipice of the uncanny valley.

It was still terrifying, granted, but it wasn't like there were hundreds of them trying to crawl over them and eat them alive.

"Of course those were babies!" the green-haired girl complained, shaking her head before aiming towards the centipede barreling down towards them and readying herself to rejoin the fight. Given their cooler heads (relatively speaking), though, Lewa and Mokou were the first to react to the new threat—never mind Remilia, though, as she was tossed through the air before the monster could even get close—and it took but a few seconds for a spiraling tornado of flames to rise into the skies above as it seemed to consume the bug.

"...Well," the young woman said, lowering her arm for a moment, "that seems a bit... Flashy."

It was hard to discount the visual impact of a spiraling torrent of fire, especially in the middle of a dark forest, but as the flames died down it became clear that the centipede that had been caught within wasn't lying dead on the ground. It's exoskeleton seemed to be glowing from the heat and a few of it's limbs had been scorched off, but the best that could be said about it was that it had taken some pretty heavy injuries and was taking more from effectively being cooked alive...

But that didn't mean it was going to stop there. In it's flailing and blind rage, the monstrous creature lashed out at everything and everything around it. With Mokou being the closest to it and the perceived cause of it's pain, though, she was it's primary target, the rest be damned. Seeing that it was most certainly not dead, though, Sanae wasted no time in adding her own projectiles into the fray to pepper away at the monster's exoskeleton.

On the other side of the battlefield, however, Remilia would not be given any sort of recourse to recover. The sound of those chitinous legs skittering across the ground would not cease, and though the baby centipedes had been mostly routed, they were not all dead. As such, when presented with such a free meal in the form of the prone Remilia, one such bug quickly attempted to approach her and bite away...

Only to disappear through an oddly perfectly circular hole that opened up for a brief second.

Any sort of confusion at that event (if it was even seen to begin with) would soon matter little compared to the other massive centipede that was now approaching Remilia. This one seemed no less aggressive than the one that had sent her flying, and it didn't seem particularly inclined to simply brush her away as the other had...

@VitaVitaAR@EchoWolff@Izurich@Lugubrious@Raineh Daze

Aventon — Hunter's Lodge

Pleased that Anne had indeed chosen to hear her out, Millie nodded her head before continuing to explain herself.

"Ah, um... That lady was saying something about, uh... Walls between worlds weakening? And I think she said something about evil people trying to, um... Bind? Things to this world?" the young girl began to ramble, only for a sudden shriek from outside the building to cause her to freeze up. In a panic, the young girl quickly covered her head and curled up, nodding her head as Anne went to go check outside to see if anything was up. When there was no response from the woman, though, Millie slowly raised her head back up and called out in turn.

"Um... Is everything okay outside? Was someone hurt or something?"

@Drifting Pollen
Tachibana Masaru
Nagano Prefecture — Abandoned Mansion

As the larger creature stumbled and it's charge slowed, Masaru wasted no time in loosing one last shot aimed up through the bottom of it's head before attempting to retreat. While he had been expecting an immediate response from the thing after firing at it, the monster being forced to refocus meant that the young man had ample opportunity to draw back and pull the fight away from their healer.

Unfortunately, though, Masaru had failed to account for the possibility of the enemy simply siccing another enemy his way. A massive komainu-esque monster had popped out of the shadows, and when the young man glanced over at it for a brief second out of instinct, it was almost as if he could head an alert sound pop into his head. It didn't take a genius to figure out that it wanted his head, and that meant that a continued offense was absolutely not the correct choice of action.

Rather than trying to dance around the enemy he had been trying to kill until now (as he was unsure how likely that his arrow would even lead to a lethal blow to begin with), Masaru hopped backwards and turned his attention towards the komainu rushing him down before firing a few arrows towards the only obvious soft spots on it's body—namely, the eyes and mouth—before readying an arrow and aiming straight at the beast's head. There, a small spiral of water had begun to form upon the arrowhead thereupon, and before long that spiral had begun to move so quickly that the motion of the water could scarcely be perceived.

Wordlessly, the Agent let that arrow fly head-on towards the monster's head. If it came down to it, he would have to abandon any notion of trying to counterattack and focus solely on evasion, but he had to make use of what time he had now to do as much as he could. Wasting time occupying the enemy only mattered so much as he was alive and the others were getting things done, after all.
Aventon — Eastern Fields

Though a majority of the animals had gotten comfortable with their newfound freedom by the time Rayne and Fran had arrived on the scene, the latter leaping into the midst of all of them and summoning bolts of lightning where she stood was more than enough to spook them into fleeing. Given how they had just gotten through the chaos of invaders showing up and wrecking things here, thunder and lightning in the middle of a clear day was sufficient cause to panic.

And panic they did. Though the first sparks had spurred the cattle (among other things) to begin to charge, it didn't take long for them to begin to stampede, barreling around and only being roughly directed by Rayne as she desperately attempted to keep the other spooked creatures from getting caught up in the torrent of hooves and dust as it was steered one way or the other.

Unfortunately, what seemed to be missing from that haphazard plan was how to get the stampeding herd to stop when they were pushed back through the fence. Without any reason to stop fleeing the terrifying electricity that had traditionally never been a herald of anything good, the stampede charged straight through the wooden fence that was meant to contain them before continuing to run further east.

For what little it was worth, though, at least the other animals seemed to just be scared stiff by what had just occurred and weren't charging off to follow after the cows. Most of the ones that Rayne had thrown off to the side—or, well, was able to toss away from the stampede—were easily caught by some of the farmhands attempting to handle damage control, which otherwise left the sheep and pigs to be managed thereafter.

@DracoLunaris@Rezod92
Richard Evans
Route 5


Given how he was still getting paid for every Pokémon he scanned, Richard wasted no time in readying his Pokédex as he ventured into the tall grass. Compared to the caverns he had been traveling through prior, though, this environment felt a lot less... Claustrophobic, to say the least.

Before he could get too lost in his thoughts, though, the young Trainer soon felt Luna's hand tugging at the leg of his pants. A brief glance over showed that the Grass Snake Pokémon was pointing at something in the distance—something purple that most definitely stood out against the verdant colors of the plains—and Richard quickly moved to scan it in turn.

When the professor AI noted something being 'different' about the now-identified Nidoran-M, though, it was hard for Richard to not be curious. And so, when the Poison Point Pokémon bolted off...

Well, what else could he do but chase after it?

@Rune_Alchemist
Kochiya Sanae
Aventon — Forest Outskirts

In her adrenaline-fueled panic, Sanae had been able to think of little more than firing off enough projectiles and trying to dodge whatever centipedes were falling around her—this, of course, included any that were attempting to fall on top of her head as they had Remilia's. Regardless of how dangerous they might have been (which her instincts judged to be "fairly so"), the fact that they were both aggressive and falling from the treetops made this whole ordeal far more nerve-wracking than it had any right to be.

Eventually, though, the rain of bugs began to peter out, and with that came enough time for the young woman to finally take a moment to breathe and reassess the situation. Naturally, the others had been clearing through the horde of centipedes at their own pace (some moreso than others), and the floor had by this point been stained a sickly blue color that was wholly unpleasant to look at. The scattered pieces of their bodies lying around on the floor didn't exactly make it look any prettier, but the bugs being dead was them trying to bite her, if anything.

"Haah... What the heck was that?!" Sanae cried out, her left hand clutching at her chest as she held her gohei out with her right just in case that wasn't the end of them. "In what world is a centipede allowed to get that big?"

The threat hadn't abated yet—far from it—but at the very least the young woman had regained enough of her wits to start firing at the centipedes in particular rather than get the others with her too involved.

Though most of the group's efforts would continue to be placed upon trying to clear the still-oncoming waves of centipedes, anyone with the leisure to not have to worry about dying after being bitten might notice that the bugs as a whole seemed to be an opaque grey-black color, and that their bodies seemed to be softer than one might have expected of anything with an exoskeleton.

But between all of the sounds of battle, something else seemed to be lurking about. Though somewhat covered up by the sounds of the centipedes as they were moving about or being struck down, there was another noise—the sounds of chitin tapping against bark, against the underbrush—slowly increasing in volume as the fight dragged on.

@VitaVitaAR@EchoWolff@Izurich@Lugubrious@Raineh Daze

Aventon — Hunter's Lodge

Millie's eyes shone with admiration at Anne's affirmation of strength, and a small 'ooh' escaped her lips at what she said. The pure faith that she had in the woman's words could have been seen as concerning in a sense, but that could just have easily been construed as childlike naivete at play.

"Okay, Miss Anne," the girl nodded in response to the woman's comments before pushing herself into a more comfortable seated position. "Uh... Do you mind if I ask you another question, miss?"

There was a bit of a pause as Millie hesitated for a moment, and provided Anne gave her okay, the young girl would continue speaking.

"R-right... Um... have you ever had, like... Weird dreams about people you've never met or seen before? There was a really pretty lady speaking to me in my dream talking about a bunch of really scary stuff, but I'm not really sure what she meant by all of it... Or if it means anything at all?"

@Drifting Pollen
@MrCellophane: Hm. Okay, well, I guess I should try to break things down as best I can here.
Re: characters: I personally don't believe that any of these three would fit in with the cast at large. Marius is, as far as I can tell, just a normal dude, and given the type of things being thrown around, I don't think he'd last long at all. The other two...
Well, from my limited knowledge of Warhammer stuff, I don't think those characters would play ball very well with the team when we have a vampire on hand (among other things). When you have very dedicated ideologues being told to play nice with races or people that go against their ideals and those people are in the camp of "strike first ask questions later", I think we have a bigger problem at hand.

But more problematic than that, I'd say, is that you're liable to just disappear off the face of the earth with no warning whatsoever. Though the honesty is appreciated, I don't think it's quite fair to anyone if we have to constantly be concerned about whether or not we can have a character be pivotal to a scene without knowing for sure if they'll even be present to allow that scene to move forward. With our weekly posting schedule in place here, I don't think you'd be a great fit for the long-term.
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