[hider=The Red Rain] [center] [i][color=red]"I've been granted the dignity of fighting for my own kind, and the freedom to see its salvation in the kindness of others."[/color][/i] [b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PSrs6jsIZn4]Theme[/url][/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Annabelle "Anne" Murgang [b]Age:[/b] 18 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=https://i.imgur.com/z3eNfBp.jpg]Casual[/url] [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/209529088849870848/710173130491953182/54264.png]Transformed[/url] [b]Specialization:[/b] [ODDBALL][BLOOD] Annabelle manipulates blood -plain and simple. Drawing it in whipping strands, or flinging it as a crystallized shard, her element is used in much the same way as a Water specialist would. Fortunately for other magical girls and monsters, it seems her purview is limited only to blood which she can see, or her own; she won't be crushing someone's organs simply by looking at them. However, an interesting quality of it is her ability to draw strength from allies who verbally agree to the action, as if welcoming a vampire into their home. By sacrificing her own health, Anne can bolster her manipulation of blood itself, be it her own or another's. She has never had to test the depths she can take it, but Anne assumes she could put herself on death's door to weave incredibly powerful magicks. [b]Weapon:[/b] [Melee/Ranged - "Red Clouds"] Annabelle's weapon "Red Clouds", appears to any eye as a mere greatsword, but hides within its many folds the ability to transform into a massive arcane firearm -and not in the way you might expect. Red Clouds' power draws upon Anne's own, and that means through her blood. Rather than hosting a menagerie of complex machinery beneath, it holds a reservoir of blood which can at any time burst from its cage and envelop the weapon, turning it into the crystalline red form of a large-caliber cannon. Transforming is not its only ability, however, and the blood she supplies to Red Clouds can also simply increase the cutting strength of the weapon. Coupled with her Third Eye Power, the mere striking of this weapon upon her foes can instantly reveal useful bits of information to her about the target. [b]Power:[/b] [THIRD EYE] [[i]Utterances of the Crawling Blood[/i]] At the temporary expense of her health, Annabelle can saturate the battlefield with nigh-on invisible strands of her blood. Intangible to physical touch, they serve as a kind of arcane, pervasive measurement device which relays all kinds of information to her. From the heart rate of another entity, to the merest increase in magical power, Anne can maintain an incredible level of awareness in the area. One would be hard-pressed to try striking with the intent of being undetected or unexpected. Outside of battle, a weave of these strands is held close to her body. It's power range is diminished in this form, but requires next to no effort for her to maintain. [b]Perks:[/b] [Enhanced Sustenance] - Anne's specialization has trained her body, physically, to be adept in manipulating her own physiology. Her cells run more efficiently, to the point where they both require and spend less energy to do the same things another magical girl would. Useful as it is in a tight and prolonged situation, Anne nevertheless has three meals a day more often than not, and isn't wanting for more. Sometimes you just like to eat, right? [Dual Weapon] - Unusual transformative properties allow her weapon to morph into a fully-functional arcane firearm. [Absolute Direction] - The details of how Anne manages to have such a keen sense for where things are around the city is a closely-kept secret. Regardless of the medium, Anne can be relied on to search for particular objects or people, so long as it's something she understands, of course. [Interdimensional Home] - A well-designed and furnished apartment that Anne likes to call the "Strifeless". She has only one rule for guests; leave behind your troubles before stepping inside. There are plenty of places to crash on, despite it being only a studio. A wall is dedicated to candid photographs she has taken with other friendly magical girls. [Hammerspace Handbag] - Worn as a sidebag, Anne keeps a number of small but useful items for nay occasion. [Ally - [url=https://puu.sh/EINbr/c80619bcb4.jpg]'Big Sis'[/url]] - Anne's superior, the experienced magical girl known to her only as "Big Sis", serves as her connection to the deepest, darkest corners of the US government. She is the one who freed her from the shackles of a life serving the Puchuu, and gave her the opportunity to fight for humanity itself. While warm and smiling, Anne is sure that Big Sis hides a lot of skeletons in her closet. [Blood Magic] - Anne's specialization allows her to fuel her magic with her own blood, not just with another's. In fact, she is most potent when sacrificing her own health in battle. [hider=Stats] [u]Untransformed[/u] [b]STR[/b] - 4 = 4 [b]AGI[/b] - 4 = 4 [b]VIT[/b] - 4 + 1 (Body) = 5 [b]MAG[/b] - 4 = 4 [b]LCK[/b] - 4 = 4 [u]Transformed[/u] [b]STR[/b] - 4 + 1 (Uniform) + 1 (Melee Weapon) + 6 (3 silver) = 12 [b]AGI[/b] - 4 + 1 (Ranged Weapon [Dual]) + 1 (1 bronze) = 6 [b]VIT[/b] - 4 + 1 (Body) + 2 (Oddball Specialization) + 1 (Ally Any) + 1 (Enhanced Sustenance) + 1 (Blood Magic) = 10 [b]MAG[/b] - 4 + 1 (Oddball Specialization) = 5 [b]LCK[/b] - 4 = 4 [/hider] [hider=Patron - Solo - NEXT Shadow-Unit] [b]Benefits:[/b] [Free agent] - Anne's prime directive is the protection and preservation of innocent human lives. To this end, she has free reign in determining how to best go about doing this, plus or minus some suggestions by her superior. [Supplier] - With the Us government !behind her, Anne can secure almost anything mundane in nature, provided she can convince her superior that it's necessary. Five-star meals every night are unlikely to pass. [b]Drawbacks:[/b] [Alone] - ...But not quite. With the tiny backing of a half-unsanctioned US military body behind her, she is far more alone than those magical girls under the thumb of greater forces, but no less a part of something bigger than herself. [/hider] [b]Fighting Style:[/b] Annabelle is fast and unrelenting -the nature of her magic is like a ticking clock, and in that doomed nature does she fight with every fiber. As her vitality is drained, things must end quickly before her initial advantage is diminished by a conversely disadvantaged healthiness. Her strikes are brutal, direct, always aiming to thoroughly destroy the target before it can test her dwindling stamina. Close-quarters or at a range, the ferocity of her attacks is never different. Blood is thick, and in the quality her comparisons to water are similarly shifted. Where someone of more graceful design would flow like a river through the battlefield, Annabelle is like a mudslide, rolling over anything and everything, but flowing through nonetheless. To call her a brute would be a mistake -even a mudslide is difficult to avoid if it's already upon you. [b]Personality:[/b] Perhaps reflecting her mission statement, Annabelle is a congenial young lady who loves other people. Making friends is not merely a boon to completing her duty as a NEXT agent, but is what she genuinely loves to do regardless. Her preponderance of smiles and quicker-than-most comfort with hugging makes her someone that is difficult to hate unless you're a grump. Generous and kind to anyone who can muster a measure of respect and friendliness back to her, Annabelle is also a great ally to have, rarely turning down a plea for help. In turn, those she calls friends receive only her utmost effort... and her utmost violence. Against evil, or anything that would do harm to the innocent, she is merciless and cruel, savoring in the quashing of things that would disrupt the otherwise warm life she seeks for herself and society at large. To her, monsters and evil-doers deserve nothing but to be turned into a river of flesh sailing down its own blood into the sewer drains. Betrayal is, unfortunately, something she would call 'evil', and one would be careful not to do such a thing to her. It wouldn't be inaccurate to call her a yandere whose obsession clings to friends, rather than a lover. [b]History:[/b] It was a cold afternoon. The park was empty. No one was willing to go out and play, or jog, or eat when the weather was so dreary. Annabelle was out, though. Tucked away in a warm coat, she felt the nip in her thighs dressed in her shorts and thighighs, but didn't seem to mind. Her chin was buried into the collar of the coat, her hands in the pockets. She was simply traveling from a friend's house back home, unable to get a ride back. There, on the hill, was an odd sight. It looked as if someone had left their stuffed toy beneath a tree, sitting alongside what looked like a... sword. Perhaps one of those foam *ERF toys? The weird structure of it certainly looked comical enough, like a movie prop for some Kamen-type show. Anne walked up cautiously to the thing, more curious about the weapon than the stuffed animal. But as she reached for it... the toy's head turned to look up at her. She jerked back. "Aha. Well that was certainly quick. I didn't need to look long. You girls just drop right into our laps like it's destiny. It is destiny, isn't it?" It spoke. At least, she heard it. The small creature's mouth did not move, but she heard it. Anne looked around, thinking at first that this thing was simply stuffed with a walkie-talkie. It turned and walked closer to Anne in a fashion unbecoming of the usual crappy toys she's seen in commercials. It walked... like it was a living breathing thing. "Tell me, Annabelle, have you ever wanted to have superpowers? To fight real bad guys?" She was taken aback and speechless. Her hands had long since been removed from her pockets, and were now vaguely shielding herself from the strangeness. "What kind of robot is this?" she asked to herself. "Oh, I'm no robot. I'm very real, actually. I'm a puchuu, here to make you a magical girl. Or perhaps... you're here to become one." "I'm not sure what you mean. Is this part of a TV show?" she asked, still defiant of the supernatural nature of the scene. "My my. What a bother. Always so oblivious. I suppose it's not your fault. Let's not beat around the bush. I have a magical weapon here without an owner, and it needs to be put into the right hands to fight against evil!" Anne's eyes followed to the sword. It looked... suddenly quite deadly and genuinely sharp then. Too real to be a toy. "You want me... to be like one of those anime girls, all cutesy and magical?" she hummed. "Now you're catching on. It's easy! All you have to do is pick it up, and you'll be well on your way to an amazing adventure." She was still skeptical, but the bizarre appearance of this little creature, the brazenness with which it spoke, and the dichotomy of the sword all told her this was either a strange choice of reality TV theme, or it was... the truth. Anne approached the sword and hesitated for a few seconds before lifting it up. The blade slid out of the dirt, clean as a whistle. It was heavy, and then it became lighter. It almost felt... weightless, and yet the solid build betrayed that feeling. Cold hard steel. "What am I suppo-" Anne stopped short as she turned back to the puchuu. Without a sound, a tall girl with long, blonde braids was standing there. In her clenched fist was the small white creature, strangled worse than any creature had the right to survive from. She was smiling at Anne, uncaring of the mangled furball she so violently crushed. Were the woman instead a more intimidating man, she might have been more inclined to lift her new weapon up, but she was instead perplexed. "Hello, Annabelle. Nice to meet you. I'm glad I caught you in time," the young lady said. She was dressed in a kind of modified military uniform, looking halfway between a race queen and an officer. Unceremoniously she threw her hand up, tossing the white creature aside before manifesting a handgun out of thin air. Three well-placed shots pelted the creature in its oversized head before it could even hit the ground. It exploded, but there was neither blood nor gore. It fell limply onto the grass. "Don't worry about that thing. It was never your friend. How about you listen to a fellow human instead?" The woman smiled more warmly than anyone had ever smiled at Annabelle before. She was inviting. She wanted to trust her. "It'll be much more enjoyable." [hider=Calculations and Stats] https://puu.sh/FPWWf/10d86af007.png Bloodline start 1 gold -1 choose two perks (Ally, Blood Magic) 3 silver -3 for +6 to STR 4 bronze -1 for +1 to AGI -3 for +3 to age (18) Rolls: 19 - Age 15 11 - Average body (+1 VIT) 19 - Metal specialization -> Bloodline start changed to Oddball [Blood] (+2 VIT, +1 MAG) 5 - Melee (+1 STR) 9 - Flowing outfit (+1 STR) 15 - Third eye power 11 - Enhanced Sustenance (+1 VIT) 1 - Dual Weapon, +1 Weapon Stat (Add Ranged trait, +1 AGI) 10 - Absolute Direction 5 - Interdimensional Home 10 - Hammerspace Handbag Patron Solo (Modified) Benefits - Free agent Supplier Drawback - Alone [/hider] [/hider] [hr] [hider=The Slasher] [center] [i][color=red]"Evil to protect thee from Evil. Evil to cast out Evil."[/color][/i] [b][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmX_lGwL1l4]Theme[/url][/b][/center] [b]Name:[/b] Valentine Achill [b]Age:[/b] 18 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/209529088849870848/711708868157112331/jacob_comm.jpg]Character Sheet[/url] [b]Specialization:[/b] [DARKNESS] Valentine's specialization is an all-out offense on her victim's senses and courage. If Darkness is an element used to achieve stealth, then Valentine is so potent in its effects that the very nature of it spread from her own body into the surrounding world. Valentine does not skulk about, dancing from shadow to shadow, she makes [i]everything[/i] shadow. Valentine can cause entire rooms to become a void of blackness, or lay curses upon specific individuals to cast them into blindness. Even worse, the realms she creates come chock full of horrors -malignant, skittering monstrosities that give no quarter to the prey stuck in their void. [b]Weapon:[/b] [Ranged - "The Wretched"] A bulky revolver of pure chrome. Utilizing the weapon requires preparation, as is not especially effective for prolonged battles. Valentine can compress her mana into pre-made shells for the gun, but can only fit nine shots into the revolving barrel. Limited in immediately available shots, it makes up for the drawback with utterly devastating firepower. [b]Power:[/b] [TENTACLES] [[i]Razorbath[/i]] Unfortunately for others, Valentines writhing tentacles aren't the smooth kind -they're the barbed wire kind. Though they are unlikely to be used as useful extra arms for picking up items or grapple-hooking her to higher spots, they are effective as additional weapons. Razor sharp and flexible, even passing glances by the wires are enough to savage their targets. Woeth be the victim who is snared head to toe in their violence. [b]Perks:[/b] [Sorcery] - Even before becoming a magical girl, Valentine was already unraveling the secrets hidden within reality. It was unfortunate for that said dabbling ended with her own unintended, current predicament. [Flexibility] - Perhaps it is because of the horrific nature of her powers that Valentine quickly found her body to be capable of easily freaking others out with her uncanny flexibility. [Healing Artifact] - A reminder of the power that Big Sis has over her, the artifact contains the imprisoned Horror which had initially give her the powers of a magical girl. Now relegated to the status of a mere utility trinket, Valentine can channel mana into it to forcibly draw out a healing aura from the horror. [Fated] - Valentine can't even begin to understand her task, but she could feel it in the back of her head when the horror first spoke with her. Perhaps it is because the thing is now imprisoned that she can't quite get a grip on what her destiny was supposed to be. [Gifted] - Normally the Darkness element is known to be a domain of stealth and debuffs, but Valentine has managed to channel the nature of fear into the shadows, spawning horrible creatures to assail her enemies within the blackness. [Ally] - Big Sis is Valentine's 'ally' if only because she gives her things and tells her what to do. Valentine knows what lies behind the government official's eyes, and it is not something she truly wants to serve. Nevertheless, she begrudgingly follows orders, never mind that she was given no other choice. [Familiar] - A black doberman dog named "Maskim". Capable of shifting into a human form for short periods of time. [hider=Stats] [u]Untransformed[/u] [b]STR[/b] - 4 = 4 [b]AGI[/b] - 4 + 1 (Flexibility) = 5 [b]VIT[/b] - 4 + 1 (Body) = 5 [b]MAG[/b] - 4 + 1 (Gifted) + 1 (Sorcery) = 6 [b]LCK[/b] - 4 + 1 (Fated) = 5 [u]Transformed[/u] [b]STR[/b] - 4 = 4 [b]AGI[/b] - 4 + 1 (Flexibility) + 1 (Ranged weapon) = 6 [b]VIT[/b] - 4 + 1 (Body) + 1 (Darkness specialization) = 6 [b]MAG[/b] - 4 + 1 (Gifted) + 1 (Sorcery) + 2 (Darkness specialization) + 1 (Outfit) + 1 (1 bronze) + 6 (3 silver) + 4 (1 gold) + 1 (Ally) = 21 [b]LCK[/b] - 4 + 1 (Fated) = 5 [/hider] [hider=Patron - Solo - NEXT Shadow-Unit] [b]Benefits:[/b] [Free agent] - Valentine has been leashed into aiding the US government, though Big Sis will claim it is for humanity as a whole. To this end, anything beneficial to that mission is free for Valentine to take up, though she is still under a stern thumb. [Supplier] - With the US government !behind her, Valentine can secure almost anything mundane in nature, provided she can convince her superior that it's necessary. A million bucks is probably not on the table of options. [b]Drawbacks:[/b] [Alone] - ...But not quite. With the comparatively tiny backing of a half-unsanctioned US military body behind her, she is far more alone than those magical girls under the thumb of greater forces, but no less a part of something bigger than herself. [/hider] [b]Fighting Style:[/b] Rather than relying on skill or strength, Valentine relies on casting her targets into a state wherein they are unable to fight back. Once her target is [i]just right[/i] -just the right amount of lost, just the right amount of unaware, just the right amount of inundated- Valentine strikes with focused, powerful attacks. Before and after, she is evasive and defensive, always waiting for the right moment. Face-to-face, she is less than capable, and so Valentine actively avoids such confrontations. If she cannot avoid it, she uses everything in her arsenal to break combat and reset. [b]Personality:[/b] Short of temper and patience, Valentine is quick to lash out, and difficult to make friends with. she appears as the kind of young woman who clearly doesn't want to make friends, or else finds it very hard to muster the will to... or perhaps its a lack of courage. If one is around her long enough, they can clue in on her jumpy nature. Despite her specialization, Valentine is easily startled by things she doesn't immediately expect. The veil of toughness collapses during horror movies, or when spooked by hiding individuals looking to prank her. Valentine definitely tries to hide this part of her, and a few well-placed but undeserved punches usually serves her well in dissuading what few friends she has from trying to pull something on her again. Though she protests a lot, and seems lazy, ultimately a good kick or urging can get her onto her feet. She hates staying in one place for long, anyways. [b]History:[/b] If she had it her own way, she'd just be a sorceress. If she had it her own way, she'd still be learning whatever the hell she wanted. If she had her own way... she wouldn't be tossed about this stormy underworld. Valentine was once a simply curious, and perhaps devilish young lady who had both a profusion of time and the lack of sense to stay out of trouble, which she spent on diving into that which normal humans weren't supposed to. For her efforts and flagrance, Valentine was rewarded with servitude under a Horror, turning her into a magical girl pawn to be used for whatever alien means her 'patron' prescribed. She nevertheless considered herself fortunate that this was her fate, as opposed to a sudden loss of sanity or life to the cosmic entity. But even that change in lifestyle was not enough, it seemed, and the universe saw it fit to throw her further astray with a much closer-to-home entity in the form of the US government, and a woman whose eyes never truly looked as friendly as they tried to seem. Another magical girl by the name of 'Big Sis' approached Valentine and dictated the ultimatum; join her group, or be hunted down for her status as the servant of an evil entity. What an option. Of course, Valentine couldn't complain if but in that she now had to serve such a scary lady and the government, of all things, but ultimately she couldn't care less who it was. It wasn't as if she was living a free life anyways. Valentine joined the NEXT Shadow Unit begrudgingly. Parts of being a servant to the horror -namely being able to work alone- still appealed to her. The horror that once pulled her strings was summarily 'taken care of' as Big Sis described it, and Valentine did not question things when a strangely familiar sensation came to her after Big Sis placed a peculiar artifact into her hands one day. That was the end of that chapter. And thus began a new one. [hider=Calculations and Stats] https://puu.sh/FQ1HF/052f0be3df.png Emergency start [Ally] and [Sorcery] chosen as Emergency start perks, allowing me to shift naturally-rolled Sorcery perk to opposite table, thus gaining [Familiar] as well. 1 gold -1 +4 MAG 3 silver -3 +6 MAG 4 bronze -1 switch third perk -2 +2 age -1 +1 MAG Rolls: 20 - Age 16 20 - Overdeveloped (+1 VIT) 10 - Darkness specialization (+2 MAG, +1 VIT) 10 - Ranged weapon (+1 AGI) 11 - Elaborate outfit (+1 MAG) 6 - (Twinned Soul) Re-rolled into 19 - Tentacles 16 - Sorcery (+1 MAG) 6 - Flexibility (+1 AGI) 13 - (Masculinity) -> (Healing Artifact) (1 bronze) 3 - Fated (+1 LCK) 5 - Gifted (+1 MAG) Patron Solo (Modified) Benefits - Free agent Supplier Drawback - Alone [/hider] [/hider]