Asura

Arknights: The Dark Woods (ENDED)

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You also forgot to change her to him when you copied my CS.

Shadowrun: The Big Easy

the RP will be starting out like any good shadowrun story, imo.

Something going wrong and half our crew getting wiped out? :p

Arknights: The Dark Woods (ENDED)

For the record, I'm going with Caster for class and Catastrophe Messenger for profession.

Arknights: The Dark Woods (ENDED)

WIP

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx BASIC INFO [Code Name] kimochidesu420 [Age] 25 [Gender] Female [Combat Experience] 7 years [Place of Birth] Higashi [Date of Birth] June 9 [Race] Oni [Height] 162cm [Infection Status] Non-infected as confirmed by medical report. PHYSICAL EXAM [Physical Strength] Standard [Mobility] Standard [Physical Resistance] Excellent [Tactical Acumen] Excellent [Combat Ability] Standard [Originium Arts Assimilation] Outstanding

Profile ganbatte yamero Clinical Analysis Imaging tests reveal clear, normal outlines of internal organs, and no abnormal shadows have been detected. Originium granules have not been detected in the circulatory system and there is no sign of infection. At this time, Operator is believed to be non-infected. [Cell-Originium Assimilation] 0% Operator showed no symptoms of Oripathy. [Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.12u/L Operator has had exposure to Originium in the past, but it has not resulted in infection. Attached File: Combat Test Summary tamahagane

Shadowrun: The Big Easy

Just getting into Shadowrun via the video games, but I'm up for this, implying there's any room left.

Arknights: The Dark Woods

N’I love me some furries animal people, so I’m subscribed.

@Bartimaeus

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
Nobody}

---

Having never shared a room with anybody, Nadeshiko found her first night at Ishin to be rather nerve-wracking. It did not much help that she seemed to have gotten off on the wrong foot with her roommate, despite her best efforts at remaining inoffensive. In the end, the goo-girl opted to spend the majority of the night under her covers reading on her phone, something that must not have displeased Kunze-san all that much, what with her own rather early bedtime. It should have went without saying that going to bed so early would have also meant a rather early rise, but such common logic found little lodging within her anxiety stricken mind, which kept her up longer than she would have preferred.

It might have led to her sleeping in, even, if she was not such a light sleeper in the first place. Though she had cocooned herself entirely in her sheets and blankets, she could practically feel Adrianne's eyes on her as the other girl rose at the crack of down and shuffled about their shared space before departing wordlessly. That much was a kindness, as Nadeshiko was uncertain with how well she could handle the easily agitated foreigner so early in the morning. As comforting the idea of remaining tangled up in her bedding all day and avoiding responsibility was, the mutant had little choice in the matter. She followed in the example of her roommate some minutes after the door clicked shut.

While she may not have had the same level of commitment as many of Ishin's early risers, Nadeshiko did make up for her lack of haste with a lower need for maintenance. She did not need to spend long styling her hair, as its gel-like form never much changed even while she slept. She had little need for a shower when she lacked the capacity to sweat. Even breakfast was a much more efficient experience for her, a simple bottle of orange juice retrieved from a vending machine outside the cafeteria and consumed on the way to class sufficing.

Perhaps it was the brevity of her routine that saw Nadeshiko arriving on the heels of her roommate despite the very purposeful gap between their departures. Had she been the type to do so, she may have grimaced at the phenomenon. But as was her way, Nadeshiko simply directed her eyes towards the floor and maneuvered her way to a seat towards the back of the classroom, which she silently slid herself into.

You Can Become a Hero!

Akizawa Nadeshiko

_{Location:
Ishin Academy | Sapporo}

_{Interacting with:
@Savo}

---

There was a small mercy in not having to argue with Adrianne over who would carry the luggage—she had always heard foreigners tended to be pushy and stubborn, and she did not do well with confrontation even on the best of days. Content to trail along behind her newly acquired room mate, Nadeshiko kept her eyes trained on the courtyard beneath her feet as they maneuvered towards the girl's dormitory. The merriment of those around her didn't make much of a different to the goo girl; she was not one for socialization, and it seemed that her partner was of a similar mind. If nothing else, it would make for a quiet year between classes, proved the German kept to herself.

Which, as of now, she did not seem to want to do. Adrianne's sigh caused her to raise her head, listening intently to the words that followed. With how terse and rigid she sounded, Nadeshiko idly wondered whether or not the devil-girl actually wanted to know her opinion on the day's plans, or if she was simply making small talk out of some kind of obligation. The fact that she huffed shortly after, apparently exasperated at the fact they would be spending a day acclimating before beginning classes, perhaps shed some light on that. Had she wanted somebody to vindicate her feelings?

"I do not mind," She replied, soft and inoffensive as usual. "I have no expectations to begin with."

That was a white lie. She expected Ishin to be much worse than this day had thus far proven it to be. But the headmaster seemed rather intent on proving that assertion wrong, if his ominous speech was anything to go on. Perhaps it was for the best that they had this day to adjust to dorm life in that case.

Arknights - Project Neptune

Feral had expected something of a welcoming party after being tossed through the air at a hovering vehicle. The two droids inside, however, proved to be remarkably unwelcoming despite the lengths she went through to reach them. Given that she had the advantage of time on her side, dispatching the droids as they unhooked themselves from the walls of the transport proved to be relatively easy. A parry here, and slash there, and the hacked apart pieces of her greeters would sent plummeting out the sides of the VTOL to rain down upon the Sarkaz below. Free from any interlopers, the Lupo had plenty of time to move through the machine and into the cockpit to see whether or not she would be met with more resistance.

Mercifully, it seemed not. The droids piloting the VTOL were hyper-specialized for the task, which led her to another conundrum—having the land the thing after she took care of its true pilots. If the rough entrance to Retra's HQ was anything to go off of, she did not much like flying, but with a timer ticking away and her squad mates waiting below, she had little choice. She would have to take over for these helpless drones. Exercising as fast a reflex as she could, the young Operator dispatched the two pilots of the vessel with a slash to the back of the head each, leaving them to roll about the cockpit as it suddenly careened to the left. Rattled by the sudden shift in motion, Feral barely had time to shove the deactivated husk in the main seat out of the way in order to grab the controls and yank them in the opposite direction to stabilize.

What followed made their chaotic landing on the Vindsvalr look like a cake walk. The VTOL jerked and swayed in the air, rocking back and forth and making at least one full rotation around as the distressed Lupo behind the metaphorical wheel tried her best to figure out the controls. It took her some time, but eventually she managed to intuit how to make it go down. So down it went, perhaps a little too fast for comfort, but not so fast that she crashed the thing into the street, or smooshed poor Vlad like some kind of vampiric mosquito. As the VTOL made its rocky landing, Feral dislodged herself from the cockpit, and made a shaky retreat out into the main compartment, poking her head around the side of the bay doors.

"I do not like flying."

Arknights - Project Neptune

For the second time that day, a hail of bullets soared past Feral's head as she found just enough cover to avoid being reduced to a thin paste. She questioned just who Retra expected their operators to be facing off against with such a glut of firearms, but ideas of Laterno usurpation aside, it seemed the Lupo had something to do. Their local angel apparently had the means to suppress the enemies just long enough to close with the enemies and take them out, and as soon the the staccato of gunfire lifted, she ducked out of her cover to rush the opponents along with Dragoon and Vlad. She had every intention of scything down as many of the pinned opponents as possible in her allotted ten seconds, but the hulking Sarkaz among their group seemed to have other ideas.

Taking out the ground forces was of more importance overall, but having the VTOL able to follow them up onto the roof of the building with all its possible weaponry was not something she looked forward to facing. Deciding to play nice with her team, the silver-haired swordsman simply nodded towards Vlad, pulling her curved blade from its scabbard with a lightning quick flourish that left the head of at least one of the downed droids rolling—once it was released from Thrones' arts—across the pavement.

With her weapon drawn, she proceeded to crouch for a moment, then launched herself into a vertical jump that would land her atop of Vlad's angled shield. Coiling herself up like a spring once more, Feral eyed the shaking VTOL overhead and identified any possible handholds on the vehicle before giving Vlad the signal she was ready to be launched.