Asura

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
@Savo@Inkarnate}

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It seemed that Nadeshiko was not the only person to be rather dismayed this morning. The goo girl observed Kana as she stood abruptly upon shaky legs, crashing into poor Shun in the process, then proceeded towards the gathering of students that she took to be their class. She was not sure whether the knowledge that her fellows were also nervous wrecks was comforting or not, but comfort wasn't a word one associated with Ishin in the first place. She did not think on it long, opting instead to file in with the rest of the first years bound for class 1A. It would not take all that long to learn that her initial reading of the room's mood was—at least partially—incorrect.

A cacophony of activity seemed to swarm around as she lingered towards the back of the growing pack. An upperclassman with an out of place uncertainty, accusations of sweatiness, mumbled explanations, and a number of rather upbeat voices doing their utmost to make good impressions. It was all rather hard to keep up with, especially for one who had lacked the observation skills to notice the aforementioned sweat. Perhaps she would have silently placed these voices to their sources, making initial judgements of her classmates from the safety of rear while their senpai tried to herd what looked to be at least a dozen freshman. Perhaps she would have—if not for that senpai calling her name only a few seconds after inquiring to the location of another girl.

Should she have been the type to ever swear, she might have done so at that point. This morning had already started out roughly, and here she was, already being called up in front of the class to be paired off with a perfect stranger. As she weaved her way towards the front of the group, she caught sight of who she could only assume was Kunze-san. The name had hit her ear strangely at first, but perhaps not so strangely as the sight of her would-be roommate. Ishin had always been rather traditionalist, and traditional this girl did not appear to be. Tall, foreign, with dyed hair and a rather irate expression. She looked like some kind of delinquent. How she had even managed to get into Ishin in the first place was beyond the gelatinous girl.

Perhaps she was being too judgemental. She had yet to even be introduced. Shaking off her nerves, Nadeshiko finally finished her trip to the front, pacing towards the catgirl and the devil-like foreigner besides her.

"I am Akizawa. Akizawa Nadeshiko," she said with a small bow of her head, "It is a pleasure to meet you."

Recollections: The Coven (Group of wannabe witches cause trouble and find friendship along the way)

Wasn't this canceled yesterday?

You Can Become a Hero!

Ganbatte, OOC-kun.

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
@DruSM157@Mcmolly}

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Nadeshiko blinked beneath bangs of goo as Shun introduced himself. He certainly seemed rather... carefree with the way he referred to her and the other girl. Perhaps it was simply how things were where he was from. She couldn't exactly place his accent, but his skin tone—and the laid back nature with which he conducted himself—led her to believe he was from the south. Maybe Kyushu? AN islander? It didn't matter, she supposed. He seemed to be excited just having met her, and that was enough to excuse any broach of social protocol. She didn't have much of a chance to respond to his enthusiasm, though. No sooner than she had opened her lips to murmur a peep did the booming voice of the academy's headmaster drown her out.

What followed was... well, nothing unexpected. She had long known Ishin's reputation as a grueling battleground. She imagined this speech was meant as a way of quashing hope from the new arrivals, to flatten their expectations of an idyllic school life full of cherished memories of an adolescence now fleeting. Luckily for her, she had no such expectations. She had been thoroughly deflated at the prospect since she got on the train back in Ōtsu.

Before she could be sucked back into her own ruminations, the auditorium suddenly was abuzz with activity, the speech having come to an end. As their seniors dispersed all around them, she found herself just as lost as the rest of her first-year peers. That is, until a spunky girl with a pair of cat ears began calling out for the class she had been assigned to. She peered up at Shun as he hopped out of his seat and made to excuse himself, apparently being a member of 1A himself.

"Me too." She said, soft as could be. The goo girl stood a few seconds after her pineapple-wielding companion, pulling the handle to her luggage to its full length. She then looked to the other girl, who had been seated on Shun's other flank.

"And you, Kana-san?"

Kana seemed to be a rather standoffish type, just based on her expression and the tense posture she held. Which itself very nearly dissuaded Nadeshiko from murmuring anything her way at all. But, perhaps the excitement of the day had hardened her against her usual anxieties. Or simply fatigued her too much to worry excessively over it. Only time would tell.

Arknights - Project Neptune

Confronted with a veritable phalanx of droids, the neutrality on Feral's features quickly devolved into a frown. It would be difficult for her to try and pick any of the drones off unless she started at the edges and moved in, or depended upon others to help open up gaps. Further more, the giant armored drones would pose quite a problem for someone like her, and even worse beyond that, the drones in the very back seemed to be the most pressing foe of them all. So long as those casters remained on the field, the effort—or danger—involved with engaging the others would be exponentially higher.

"I will try and find a way around them. Hope to remove of caster units before they can do much damage. Please do your best to keep them occupied." She said, once she ensured that her communicator had patched her through to the others. The Lupo then peeled off the main formation stealthy as she could, in the hopes the droids were too focused on Vlad's mad charge into the fray to notice her. The buildings had alleyways, and presumably she could use them to loop around to the other side. She hoped Retra hadn't decided to fill them with enemies.

"Be mindful of the skies. Scout team confirmed the presence of three gunships and countless aerial drones hanging above." Were her parting words, primarily in response to Vlad's implication more gun turrets would appear.

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
@DruSM157@Mcmolly}

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"Oh," she paused, "How thoughtful."

In hindsight, that much should have been obvious. As strange as this one seemed, Nadeshiko did not think a student who managed to get into a prestigious academy like Ishin would spend the opening ceremony nibbling on a whole pineapple. It was still a rather strange familial tradition to have. She briefly thought back those she may have had... though, beyond summer vacations to the lake, she could not recollect any of value. Usually thinking back to family trips brought people some semblance of joy, or nostalgia. Her own simply made the pit in her stomach all the more volatile.

The lingering silence that had fallen in the interim bothered her. Was she being too quiet? Socializing was never something she did a lot of, nor were introductions. The last time she had to introduce herself to a group of her peers was the first meet for last year's swim team, and even then she had the crutch of team mates of previous years to fall back on. This was almost as stressful as the train ride.

"Nadeshiko," another lingering pause before she spoke again, "I'm Nadeshiko."

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
@DruSM157@Mcmolly}

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Caught up in her own mind and nervous fidgeting, Nadeshiko scarcely noticed that people had begun to file into the seating. That was, until somebody deigned to pick a spot next to her as their own. Thoroughly distracted as she was, the goo girl found it impossible to hide her surprise when the large boy to her left asked if somebody had reserved the seat. It was a scenario her physiology certainly didn't help—the sudden appearance of his voice had caused her to jump in her seat just a tad, the motion of which kept her jiggling for a few seconds.

Whether or not that embarrassed her or not was secondary to things, as she had been asked a question. She could make out the voice of another person, and a cursory glance to the further left revealed another girl that Nadeshiko hadn't noticed either. With how quiet she was, it was little wonder. The girl had answered sufficiently; nobody had yet to claimed that seat. But, it would be rude to not answer for herself, and she didn't want to already make enemies from her classmates.

"I'm not sure there are assigned seats for this event... or that we're supposed to bring snacks." She murmured, having at the very least made out the other girl's mention of pineapple.

RE/Birth + Round Table: I Reincarnated Into an Otome Game With No True Ending, So I Decided To Make One Myself!

WIP

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_{Full Name: Prince Meowthew McFluffster
Titles: Prince of Caeldeira
Nicknames: Knight of the Lion
Legacy: Successor of Yvain
Age: 16-18
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Caerdeira}

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_Appearance

like really hot

_Personality

TBD

_Synopsis

This replaces backstory. Explain not only where your character is coming from, but also where they'd be going on the normal routes of the game, as well as considering some of the questions I listed earlier in the Introduction. Basically, this is here to give the Reincarnators some foreknowledge or awareness of your characters' immediate futures and the decisions you're likely to make. As such, I expect this part to be pretty detailed, even if it's alright for most of the rest to be somewhat barebones.

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
Nobody}

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The gentle, rhythmic clacking of the railway cart as it dutifully sped along well-worn tracks towards Sapporo provided a welcome distraction to Nadeshiko. It was steady, even, easily predicted. A monotonous sound followed by an equally easy to foresee bump every few seconds. Nothing like what awaited her at the station, or more pressingly, beyond the station. Apprehension was a kind way to describe the feeling that balled itself within her gut, one more aligned with the typical experience of a freshly minted high school student crossing the country to attend a new, strange school. How many tens of thousands of school girls felt that nagging worry, the unease that comes with the unknown this very morning all across Japan?

But apprehension was just that—a kinder way to phrase what she was feeling. What she felt wasn't the disquiet that others felt in the face of new friends, new challenges and fleeting youth, but fear. Genuine fear for the future, though behind the lengthy strands of pink goo that covered her face none would see it. Not that she wanted anybody to see it, or her. Even sequestered away behind her bangs the anxiety that filled her made her feel exposed. Five freshly laundered sailor fukus had arrived at her home some months prior, one of which she had dawned before leaving her hotel room in Hakodate earlier in the morning for the last leg of her long journey. She had liked them at first, used to regimentation to the point that the total lack of customization hadn't bothered her. But now? She would do anything for the chance to have taken along hoodie. Something baggy atop her school uniform to try and give her a shield to shrink behind.

Such regrets were for naught. Mother would not have allowed her to take one in the first place.

The crackle of an intercom roused her back to the reality at hand. Five minutes, then they would arrive at the terminal in Sapporo, and a quick walk to campus that she—in her restlessness—had rehearsed a thousand times in her head would follow. Ishin Academy was one of the best schools in the country, only narrowly beat out by UA. It was about as good an education that any aspiring hero could get, the place that would prepare her for the rigors of a bright and lucrative future. A future truly worth striving for.

The only future worth striving for.

For as long as she could remember, Ishin Academy was it. No other direction. No other paths. Nadeshiko had come into a preordained destiny that would lead her to the steps of the grandiose academy one way or another. Failure had not been an option, not during the years of schooling to ensure her grades remained exemplary, nor the exams she had taken to qualify, the interviews and the tests to apply. She could not fail because there was nothing for her but acceptance at Ishin. Acceptance that she had managed to achieve, or she would not be on a humble train pulling into a chilly, northern station.

That was the source of her apprehension, Nadeshiko came to understand as she disembarked the train and began to carefully navigate crowds of salarymen and students alike, making herself small among the crowds until she could break away from them. She had finally reached the payoff for all her hard work. The light at the end of the tunnel; only to be met with another tunnel, one darker and longer than the one before it. She had no overbearing parent to push her unflinchingly towards excellence here. She had no companions—here or in general, truthfully—to help her along the path.

She had lived by the mold of outside ambitions for so long that she had no idea how to conduct herself now that she was a thousand miles from home and by herself. Yet even without the comfort of its constraining walls, she still bore the shackles of that ambition that had seen her arrive in Hokkaido; succeed, for there was nothing else but success.

It all made her feel like throwing up. An odd thing, considering she lacked the capacity to do so, but a sensation none the less. So caught in the maelstrom of her own anxiety and trepidation, she was robbed of any of the awe or glee that could be felt as she approached Ishin's campus after her lengthy walk. As if she could feel such things at the sight. She hadn't wanted this. It was a bitter fact that she had known for a long time, but often swallowed down without complaint. Ascending the stairs of this academy, surrounded by the fresh faces of so many peers and seniors alike, so excited to begin or resume their academic careers... it made the taste almost too much to bear.

Her eyes remained locked down and forward, avoiding the gazes of all those around her as she navigated by memory through the halls of her new home. She was never very good at introductions at the best of times, and the morning had frazzled any want for socialization right out of her. Nadeshiko spoke not a peep all the way to the auditorium, and only spared a fleeting glance through her ropey bangs at the ensemble of classmates who had begun gathering in her section.

Steeling herself against this reality she so desperately wished to shirk away from, the goo girl made a straight line towards the back of the seating arrangements, and planted herself down in a chair. The suitcase she had been dragging along behind her settled in front of her, and she absentmindedly toyed with the handle to distract her erratic mind. Now the waiting would begin.

You Can Become a Hero!

N a d e s h i k o

Personal Dossier

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_Name

Akizawa Nadeshiko
_{昭沢 撫子}

_Age

15

_Origin

Ōtsu, Shiga Prefecture, Japan

_{Physical Description}

Nadeshiko is quite average for somebody of her age and ethnicity, standing at five foot four inches in height. Her body is comprised entirely of a semitransparent pink gel that forms itself into the shape of an averagely proportioned female of her age, not particularly muscular in appearance nor overly skinny. As such, her 'skin' is an entirely unblemished membrane of glossy goo that remains soft and supple to the touch unless she wills it otherwise. Her 'hair', styled largely on whim, hangs neatly around shoulder level in strands of ropey goo that mimic whatever cut is particularly popular at the time, so long as it does not interfere with her work. Large, lighter than normal eyes peer shyly from beneath these tendrils of slime, often avoiding the gazes of others. Her hair frames a face that, either by her own machinations or simple luck, remains explicitly ‘cute’, with soft, delicate lines, a small button like nose and pouty lips.

_{Characterization}

Introverted
Modest
Nurturing
Empathetic
Passive
Melancholic

_{Personal History}

Born in Ōtsu to an⁠—at least in older eras⁠—anomalous familial situation, Nadeshiko was raised by her mother alone for as long as she can recall. Her father and mothered had divorced while she was still a toddler, and as she grew, she could only wonder whether or not her birth had acted as the catalyst for their split, or if it had been an attempt to keep their tenuous relationship as one. Her mother, an inspector with the city's police force, was a domineering woman, and one who held the highest expectations for her only daughter. Having been denied the chance of Pro-Heroism in her youth, her mother had every intention of seeing that her own child would not make the same mistakes that had befallen her. Without the influence of a secondary parental figure to soften those expectations, and given Nadeshiko's own innately gentle nature, there was little to stop those ambitions from forming the mold that would be the girl's home life from the time she entered school on-wards.

A wallflower from inception, and forced to take her academic life with the utmost seriousness, Nadeshiko grew in relative isolation from her peers. She had few friends, and little inclination to make any, instead taking solace in the world of literature whenever she had the free time to dally. While her fellows idolized the Heroes who formed the pillars which held their society up, dreaming of the day that they may too join their hallowed ranks, the young goo-girl did not. For her, going Pro was not a lofty goal—it was an inevitability from which she would not escape. If she had any other hopes for how she would live her life, any other passions or dreams, she did not voice them. If she resented the inability to choose her own path, she lacked the courage to ever voice it.

For much of Nadeshiko's life, she remained sheltered, docile, a dutiful daughter who would do as she was bid and nothing more. She had scant ever left Otsu, let alone Shiga until the acceptance forms arrived at their humble home, announcing that the first, most important step towards an ambition two generations in the making.

Now, she embarks for Hokkaido, a mummer's farce of independence upon her, and a wider world to mold her in ways she had never accounted for.

_{Character Development & Conceptualization}

Nadeshiko is much like her quirk would lead one to believe⁠—malleable. The child of a would-be hero scorned in the days of academia and consigned to the 'shameful' fate of mundane police work, she has been groomed from early on as a vicarious second chance at life. Given little autonomy or say in how her life has gone, Nadeshiko is a reluctant character who is merely pursuing heroism at the behest of an overbearing parent. It is there that her primary arc focus lay⁠—becoming her own person and evolving from a silent wallflower to somebody with more backbone... Despite actually lacking a literal spine.

Sub-developments include earning a newfound respect for the idea of heroics. Rather than merely chasing the glory of a big bust, or being a renown hero of great wealth as she has been shepherded to crave, her more kindly side seeks to take joy in merely helping those in need. Her character archetype is more supportive than anything else, leading her to focus more upon rescuing the victims of a burning building over combating the villain who started it.

That supportive nature should ideally extend to her peers. Achieving friendships with students willing to break her from her shell and give her the shove out of her complacent ways is another goal, with her providing emotional support for their endeavors in return due to her empathetic and non judgemental traits.

Abilities & Talents

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_{Quirk Type}

Mutation

_{Quirk Description}

Nadeshiko’s quirk, aptly named Gelatinany is a Mutation that has converted her entire body into a malleable, semi-elastic gel. Though she retains human characteristics in her normal everyday life, she is capable of manipulating the shape of her body at will to conform to whatever task she needs. For instance, she may sink down into a puddle to slide under a door, or stretch herself into a large circular sheet to act as a safety net. Though still amateurish at it, she is also capable of manipulating the properties of her jelly like form, making herself more or less solid, increasing or decreasing her elasticity, causing herself to become sticky or very slick, or other yet explored effects.

Her goo is a very insulating substance, especially effective at deadening electricity. This gives her an advantage against quirks utilizing it. Conversely, this also weakens her against quirks involving high quantities of heat, as her body traps the energy in and it, for lack of a better term, causes her to “melt” and have difficulty keeping herself solidified. As she lacks any traditional organs, she is highly resistant to conventional damage. Indeed, the only way to truly ‘injure’ her as far as she knows, is to either remove portions of her gel like body or otherwise destroy them, causing her to shrink down in size and strength more and more until she is incapacitated or otherwise entirely dispersed. Traditional medicine is ineffective in treating her, as only reintroducing separated sections, or introducing her to fluids to absorb allow her to regenerate her body. Orange juice is her preferred choice.

_{Other Talents & Attributes}

As an introverted individual, Nadeshiko is an avid reader with a strong memory. She is a veritable encyclopedia of trivial knowledge and mundane facts on a variety of topics, including an uncomfortable number of romance novella.

She is a very strong swimmer, both because of her physiology and from many a summer spent at Lake Biwa. She was the best member of the swim team at her Junior High and takes great joy in it.