Bartimaeus

Forsaken

Nemorad

INTERACTING WITH: N/A
LOCATION: Caraway Inn

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The Warforged stood dutifully, watching the other individuals in the room as they were supplied their monetary allotments. Although the letter had included a notice of payment, that wasn’t why Nemorad had found himself here. He only wished to help. Of course, money was a necessary article to possess in society, and he knew that it would be necessary to acquire the gear they might need. He extended his hand to receive his cut only when it was offered to him.

He tucked the payment into a small pouch at the front of his waist, turning his gaze up afterwards to see that just a few more questions seemed enough to satisfy some of his proposed companions. He watched the red-haired Genasi make her leave, leaving her Elven partner behind. She didn’t seem particular interested in interrogating their employer for more information, which Nemorad found a little odd, but he was sure she had her reason.

After a moment the Otter seemed to follow. The Warforged had never seen an Otter quite the same as that one - in fact he was quite curious as to why it behaved the way it was. From what he had learned from reading, Otters were definitely not supposed to talk. But that was a matter to explore another time, he thought, as one of the remaining members of the party approached Garrick with another line of questions.

He looked her over as she began asking the man various questions regarding his wife’s disappearance. As he watched and listened, he found her to be quite thorough. She asked questions that he himself had been preparing to ask, had nobody else done so first. He found himself wondering if she had done this sort of search and rescue mission before? But for what reason? Whatever the reasoning, she seemed committed to the task of finding Garrick’s wife - something Nemorad found quite encouraging.

He took in the information the auburn-haired girl coaxed from the older man, eventually looking on approvingly as she departed.

It wasn’t long before the rest in the room started to funnel out, one of the last being Lak Lok, who imposed offered an effigy to Garrick before making his way past Nemo to leave. The Warforged turned to follow the last member of the party before he paused in the doorway. He looked back to the older gentleman, offering a deep nod. “We will find her.” He said, before he stooped to exit the room.

He found his way down the stairs, albeit less graciously than the smaller races, his footfalls emitting creeks from the steps. When he found himself at the bottom he looked around. It seemed most of the group had been content to congregate at the bar.

The Warforged wasn’t exactly the best at making smalltalk, but nonetheless he approached the others, reckoning that they should stick together, and took up a spot standing maybe a little too close behind the shoulders of the seated Otter and the auburn-haired Human. He’d approached just in tome to catch the make Genasi’s name: ‘Flick’. He noted the name down mentally before speaking in his own gravelly tone over the heads of those seated.

“I am called Nemorad. It is nice to meet you all.” He recited. Despite it being a greeting he had trained for a long time ago, it meant just as much to him as the first time he’d realized what it meant. He was always happy to meet new people, and it seemed he’d be working closely - or at least he assumed he would be - with those present.

He turned his gaze to human who’d been tailed the entire time by what looked like the skeleton of a Goliath. Normally he would be rather wary of such a sight - in fact, he still was wary, finding his hand subconsciously hovering near the mare’s leg holstered onto his thigh - but it seemed the creature was something of a companion to the human. An odd sight, but it didn’t seem to be hostile towards anyone.. so he felt mostly at ease.

However the Human’s proposition confused him somewhat. Were they a Necromancer? From his readings it seemed Necromancy was frowned upon in some lands - something he felt he didn’t quite understand - but it seemed this one had no trouble with their abilities being known. Nemorad found himself wondering what they’d meant. What dead could help them?

What Are You Listening To?

Intertwined | Pokemon

INTERACTING WITH: Everyone, Flynn (@Yankee)
LOCATION: New Bark Town

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Kat stood by her friends as they waited for the rest of the group to arrive - which, fortunately, it seemed most of them had been pretty punctual. Well, maybe it was fortunate. Kat wasn’t exactly fond of hanging out with too many people she didn’t know, but it wasn’t as if she had a much better option. Plus her best friends were coming along as well, so she would gladly deal with it for them.

She watched in amusement as her Pokémon bothered Cho’s, urging the Taillow to perch on her shoulder. Lily always had her way with other Pokémon, getting on their nerves more often than not. Katalya couldn’t think of a better partner to take along this trip with her - not that she had any others.

Her eyes watched each person as they arrived, making their greetings alongside their Pokémon partners. She found herself feeling a bit awkward as more and more people gathered - she’d never traveled before, and the prospect of doing so with such a big group was starting to get her nervous, but she offered a polite wave whenever someone showed nonetheless. She looked over to see her two closest friends, Cho and Dante, chatting amongst themselves and to others. She felt a little better seeing them here, and a slight smile grew to her lips.

Stop being so silly. Everything will be fine as long as they’re-

She stopped. Her thoughts were interrupted as her eyes were pulled to a new arrival. Was that...was that who she thought it was? “Flynn..?”

Flynn. She hadn’t seen them in so long. She remembered their short, messy hair, the smile that never left their face. The memories they’d had, and how they had helped Kat to make friends. This.. they looked so different now. Their hair was so long - the tell-tale smile they’d always had wasn’t there. They carried themselves differently.

Kat felt her feet move without her input, and her duffelbag slip from her fingers with a heavy thud a second later. Her legs carried her straight up to her red-headed friend and stopped. She stood in front of them for what felt like minutes, her eyes taking in how different they looked from when they were kids.

“You- you’re.. back.” She said. There was a measure of disbelief in her voice as she had to hold her arms back to stop herself from hugging them, or touching them, or anything to confirm that they were actually there. She remembered how devastated she’d been when she’d found out Flynn was moving. They’d been best friends.

But now they were back. Kat didn’t even notice when Cho and Ezekiel started sprinting onto the route, until she felt a push against her leg. She ripped her eyes away from Flynn with difficult to look down and see Lily pushing against her leg and pointing after Cho. Kat looked back to see the two running away before her eyes came back to her childhood friend. She felt a meek but happy smile come to her lips. ”Come with us.”

Bart's Character Index

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C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T _________________________________________________________ _________________________________________________________ C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y _________________________________________________________ Pallyx Penada _________________________________________________________ July 13th, 2005 | 23 | Mixed (Caucasian/Hispanic) _________________________________________________________ Single | Female | Pansexual _________________________________________________________ Houston | Texas | United States _________________________________________________________ Gulo | Team 21 - Blackjack C H A R A C T E R S T A T S C H A R A C T E R S T A T S _________________________________________________________ ◼ B U I L D || Average, Slim ◼ H A I R C O L O U R || Pale, White ◼ E Y E C O L O U R || Steely Blue ◼ H E I G H T || 5'6" ◼ W E I G H T || 139 lbs ◼ S C A R S || N/A ◼ T A T T O O S || N/A ◼ P I E R C I N G S || N/A ◼ O T H E R || N/A

C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T ________________________________________________________________________________________ Pallyx is a roguish, if kind-hearted, girl that was dealt a bad hand. While she spent the majority of her life growing up as a regular girl, the late revelation of her powers flipped her life upside down. Receiving little parental attention from her mother and father growing up, due to their busy political professions, she was one to always make her own engagements with others to make up for that. This lead her to grow up social and develop a lax personality that viewed most things as not-too-serious. However, when it was discovered that the mystery illness that she grew up with was no less than a symptom of her hyperhuman nature, she couldn't just brush off what followed. Some could say she was fortunate, having her powers only discovered at the age of no less than 18 - but the betrayal of her parents felt all the more dreadful. Sure, it took them over a year to decide to kick Pallyx to the curb, but during that time she endured too much emotional abuse to be left the same. After that point, Pallyx just managed to make ends meet through various.. less-than-legal business practices. She tried her best to continue her post-secondary schooling, and was barely able to keep it afloat. But it wasn't easy. She endured many transfers through different institutions, either due to various anti-hyperhuman policies, and maybe even a couple imagined transgressions that Pallyx's newfound paranoid psyche synthesized on its own.. but, eventually, she met with the opportunity to attend P.R.C.U. And she didn't let the opportunity go to waste. After a bit of time, her psyche shifted back towards a more stable position and she grew to really trust the institution over her first year of attendance. In fact, her education under the university took a very fortunate turn as it captured her aptitude for what subjects she really excelled at, like physics and literature, and managed to help her shore-up her weaker areas, like mathematics. As such, Pallyx is keen to brave her second and final year of education at P.R.C.U. D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E & A E S T H E T I C ________________________________________________________________________________________ Pallyx is most often distinguished from a crowd by her unusual paleness. Her stark ivory hair is styled in a rough, unkempt bobcut that frames a face most-often suffering from an unusual pallor. Despite this pallid appearance, she seems to otherwise be perfectly healthy. Her facial features are softly angular and lend her an expressive visage. In contrast to her otherwise bright attributes, her eyes are a dark steely-blue color, and her expressive brows are similarly dark. Across the rest of her body, there is nothing special to note. She stands at a regular 5'6" in height, with a slim physique. She does possess some musculature on an otherwise soft figure, most of which is focused in the thighs and biceps. When it comes to wardrobe, Pallyx isn't a picky customer. She will wear a vast array of different clothing for different purposes. Whether it's supposed to be cute, utilitarian, cool, or whatever else, she'll wear whatever she feels like on any particular day, if she's not in school uniform. She also doesn't subscribe to any particular color palette, welcoming vibrant clothes, dark clothes, and whatever in between. She is very fond of hats, though. M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y M A N N E R I S M S & P E R S O N A L I T Y ________________________________________________________________________________________ Nonchalant, Adventurous, Sarcastic, Paranoid Pallyx is a tad divided in nature. On one hand, she grew up fun-loving, airy, and banter-y. She's never been one to recoil from a conversation offered, and has never had much trouble with making others or herself laugh, or with making friends. Overall as a person, she's lighthearted and receptive. But part of her is not so laid-back. While she's never been stranger to tossing some concerns to the wind, events of recent years - with the discovery of her hyperhuman powers especially - have triggered something in her brain. She's developed a more paranoid side that just wont let some things go. She's reaped a few small quirks, like trying to avoid classical "bad luck" gestures or opening packages she receives in the mail with a welding mask on, and cant help but obsess over certain ideas - but she does all she can to hide her paranoia behind her usual cool-headed behavior.

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A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S A B I L I T I E S, L I M I T A T I O N S, & W E A K N E S S E S ________________________________________________________________________________________ H Y P E R H U M A N A B I L I T Y || Hyper-hunger __PRIMARY CLASSIFICATION || Esoteric __SECONDARY CLASSIFICATION || Somatic __POWER SCALE || TBD __THREAT CLASSIFICATION || TBD Pallyx's hyperhuman ability is a mutation which alters her body in several ways - principal among them being her capacity to absorb HZEs from others. She accomplishes this absorption through touching a target - though its effects aren't entirely immediate. While her initial touch is enough to make using one's powers more of an effort, the longer she stays in contact with a target the more HZEs she drains from them - eventually rendering them unable to use their hyperhuman abilities until their HZEs regenerate. Absorbing the HZEs of others serves two purposes, though; the first is obviously that they will have their powers disrupted, and the second being that Pallyx uses said HZEs to invigorate her own physicality and healing factor. Initially, said healing factor is functionally nonexistent - but grows in potency as she absorbs more HZEs. Sapping an opponent or two for a prolonged enough time can even render her healing factor potent enough to heal otherwise fatal wounds. The enhancement of her physicality is best described as a simple buff to her physical attributes - eventually lending her strength much more explosive than what her appearance might let on, and letting her move faster, too, as a result. Aside from the combat-effective mutations of her body, she also has some other small mutations. Behaviorally, Pallyx seems to be endlessly hungry, and only grows more ravenous with the use of her power. When at her resting state - that being having absorbed no extra HZEs from anybody else, which is most of the time - she develops a worrying paleness of the face and a sickly cough; features which seem to be impervious to conventional or supernatural medicines. Her other physical mutations include obviously pronounced canines, a significantly elongated tongue, as well as excessive production of saliva. When she sleeps she drools. It's kinda icky. L I M I T A T I O N S || Touch, Range Touch is key when it comes to Pallyx's hyperhuman ability - although her absorbative power can manage to surpass regular clothing with ease, gearing oneself up in anything thicker than leather will render it hard for her to effectively absorb from you. Distance is also, obviously, her enemy. W E A K N E S S E S || Delayed power, Frenzy-prone Pallyx's hyperhuman ability, unlike many others, isn't at its most effective right off the bat. She has to maintain prolonged touch in order to absorb enough HZEs to disable someone's powers and bolster her own - and until she can do that, she's basically a normal girl. Additionally, Pallyx seems to take on some worrying behavioral changes when she absorbs a significant quantity of HZEs - a clear flaw in her mutation. The more she absorbs, the more brash, aggressive, and irritable she becomes. She can even manage to forget friend from foe. But in the end, the hunger that she endures renders it difficult for her to stop herself once she's started. P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S ) ________________________________________________________________________________________ Trying to decipher Pallyx's goal in life is like asking a dog what toy it wants to play with - it doesn't know, it just wants to have fun. She just plays whatever hand is dealt to her in life at any particular moment - spending little time on deciding what she wants to do in the future. If forced to confront what she might really want, well.. it might be as simple as some form of stability. She's never had a real family, or friends that got past the elbow. Maybe at some point, that'll change. But until then, she'll keep entertaining others as long as she gets some sort of fun out of it.

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_{E N T E R I N G I N T O Y O U R F I N A L Y E A R, W H A T A D V I C E D O Y O U H A V E T O A N E W S T U D E N T?}

"Aha, you want me to give advice? You must be desperat-" A short series of tight coughs interrupts. "-kmn. Well.. if I were to offer some advice, I might have to sound like a broken record. Enjoy it. Time spent here is time spent among friends. I reckon life won't always be as easy as it is here, 'less you're really lucky. So just have fun. Oh- I guess you can learn some stuff, too. If you're into that."

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"My aspirations, huh. Honestly, I don't know what I was lookin' for. I think I was just.. I don't know, tryin' to retain some sense of normalcy. It was a tough time. Thinkin' back on it, I don't know why I was stickin' to my education the way I was - I wasn't even tryin' that hard. I just needed.. somethin' to hold onto." After a pause, Pallyx clears her throat shortly. "Heh. That got a little reflective, huh..? Anyway...."

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"Heh. Not to get all sappy n' stuff, but I don't think I'd change much'a anything. This place's been good for me. I reckon it's been good for a lotta people. Maybe it's not perfect, but it's damn near close enough to where I wouldn't wanna mess with it myself."

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R E L A T I O N S H I P S H E E T
R E L A T I O N S H I P S H E E T

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_{☯ NEUTRAL ☯ || ☮ FRIENDS ☮ || ♫ BEST FRIENDS ♫ || § TENSE § || ♥ CRUSH ♥ || ☠ ENEMIES ☠}

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☯ Baxter, Harper ☯ "Ms. Baxter, eh? We haven't mingled much, but she seems alright - though a bit straight-laced! The whole archery thing is so dope." ☯ de Leon, Calliope ☯ "Ahh, the Ice Queen~ Though we haven't talked too deeply, I got a feelin' there's more to her than meets the eye. She's with Banjo of all people, and that proves it." ☮ Galahad, Gil ☮ "Gil! Charmin' bloke, ain't he? Heh, his company's not too bad. Unfortunate that's he's bri'ish, innit? Hehehe~" ☯ Mitchell, Aurora ☯ "Aurora, hm. She seems like a thoughtful gal. I reckon she's a reliable friend, considerin' the ones she keeps. Maybe I'll see this year!" ______________________________________	☯♥ Cahors, Amma ♥☯ "Mmm.. I reckon Ms. Cahors is one I wanna keep my eye on. She's unnervin' to most, but I think maybe she's just a bit misunderstood. Though maybe I just like things that're too sour for me~" ☯ Hisamatsu, Mei ☯ "Mei seems like a stand-up gal! She likes a good time and that's good enough for me!~" ▅ ☮ Olyphant, Banjo ☮ "Aha.. haha.. hahaha- Oh, Banjo.. what a silly dude. Never fails to keep me in high spirits! He's a good guy." ▅ ☮ Tyler, Rory ☮ "Rory! Rory's pretty cool. He's a nice, fun, straightforward personality. Loyal and dependable - all you could want in a friend, really!" ______________________________________	☮ Barnes, Haven ☮ "Oh, Haven! I love 'er. She's my kinda girl! Confident, open, not too apprehensive, either. Plus, she helps me get through math tests, somehow.. She's great!" ☮♥ Kruger, Katja ♥☮ "Muscles is a charmer, that's for sure. Hardheaded, energetic, temperamental, what's not to like?? Is it bad that her lack of personal space is.. adorable?" ☮ Roth, Lorcán ☮ "Fire and Ice huh? Who knew we'd hit it off? I'll admit, I was concerned at first, but he grw on me." ______________________________________ ______________________________________

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Bart's Character Index

Shion Sasaki

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Shion

"Ya think so? Prove it, then!~"

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Name:

Sasaki, Shion

Age:

17

Appearance:

At passing glance, one would be forgiven for immediately thinking Shion a girl. Albeit his unkempt-looking hair is short, it is also quite fluffy and possesses a traditionally-feminine rosy-pink tone. His bangs are often prone to brushing into his face, occasionally covering the similarly-unique hue of his grape-purple eyes - which are often enhanced with his personal application of black eyeliner. Additionally, Shion's facial aspects are rather feminine; soft yet angular features and fair, clear skin accompanied by thin, expressive eyebrows.

Aside from his head, Shion doesn't have anything particularly special to note about him, physically. Admittedly, he does possesses a physique a bit feminine for most boys his age - being that he is rather petite at 5'4" and with little visible muscle. Despite his soft appearance though, he does have some musculature to him in the areas that are most manipulated in Kendo - those being the back, arms, core, and legs.

Personality:

Shion is a bit of a wildcard, some might say. In general, he's a boy of many facets - he is very-much-so an ambivert, and his day-to-day self flexes this duality often. He's not scared of being loud, nor of being unheard. He's fun-loving and animated, but equally capable of solemnity or aloofness that might seem off-putting coming from a bright, quip-cracking personality like his. He is a naturally competitive sort, and possesses the tenacity to compete against the odds in whichever field it is that he desires. He's more attentive than one might expect from a boy as air-headed as he can sometimes be, and is all-too-interested in learning specific fields that might seem a little random - like martial arts, or chemistry.

Bio:

Shion's life has been rather simple, if unfortunate, up to this point. Now living with his grandmother in an oddly large home for a Japanese citizen, Shion had been raised solely by his mother up until the age of 13. Until then, the two of them had lived alone, spending their days together as his mother, Aiko, worked from home. His life was one of normality and happiness - despite his father not being in the picture - and he would always return home from school to the waiting arms of his mother, who greeted him and treated him with all the love one could muster. But for some, fate deemed life would not be so blessed. At age 13, Shion lost his mother to a genetic disease with which he did not know she was burdened. From that point onward, he began to live with his grandmother Miu - a distant, if generous and benevolent, entity in his life.

He is, at least, a little fortunate in his inheritances granted by his mother. His closet is full of her belongings - memories of the only person who he was ever truly close to. Additionally, Shion seeks to carry on her legacy in Kendo. Aiko Sasaki was a world-competitor in Kendo some years ago, having to quit due to health. Shion keeps tapes of some of her competitions, watching them from time-to-time when he needs inspiration or comfort. It is her legacy in the sport that causes him to hold a deep respect for Kendo, and the drive to be the best than he can be - and better.

Kendo:

One might expect Shion's Kendo style to mirror his personality, and they would be right - though maybe for the wrong reasons. Where he is a rather balanced character who is equally prone to outwardness or reticence, in Kendo he is a defensive, counterattack-specialist. In shiai, Shion almost never deviates from the balanced Chudan stance, and develops a sharp eye and a reactive disposition - looking for even the slightest moment where his opponent's attack leaves them vulnerable to one of his own.

Not only is Shion's style one that takes advantage of the aggression of the opponent, but Shion is also a bit of a trickster when it comes to his own forms of aggression. Generally, the most common form of strike in Kendo is a cut, but Shion finds some success in a proclivity for thrusts - a faster and more deceptive, but more easily deflected, attack. Fortunately, this works well for him, as it is more difficult to articulate one's shinai during the recovery of a deflected or bypassed attack.

Additionally, Shion's interest in martial arts and swordsmanship as a whole leads him to have developed a taste for.. innovating. While being mindful of what maneuvers fit within the rules of a competition, Shion likes to include a number of techniques that aren't something a Kendoka would teach you. Stuff like techniques from European or Italian manuals - exotic things like that. Of course, these techniques can be hard to find uses for in practice, and aren't hammered into him for weeks by an instructor - so they could cost him.

Finally, there is Shion's behavior within Kendo. In all his flexibility, Shion's demeanor during true shiai is one that is very-much-so at odds with what people know of him. Were one to watch Shion closely, they would notice the very moment he reaches first sonkyo, any modicum of a smile, smirk, or really any emotion, vanishes. He eyes lock onto his opponent, and he develops an aura of seriousness that one can almost feel. The only reaction that one could distinguish from Shion's visage, in that moment, is the movement of his eyes as they flick from detail-to-detail, scanning his opponent in almost machine-like fashion. One could become so engrossed in the the polarity of the change that they could very well be startled by the curt, powerful burst of vocals that are Shion's kiai.

Shion is an exceptional Kendo student in his own right, but he does have his flaws. While he obviously isn't incapable of aggressing a defensive opponent, Shion's specialty lies in his eye for counter-attacks, and he is much more comfortable in that field of use. Additionally, he has been known to lose practices due to his use of the aforementioned exotic techniques - as his level of exercise with some of them is lacking, compared to normal Kendo maneuvers. This has gotten him scolded on more than a couple occasions by whichever sensei was teaching him at the time.

Other:

Nothing, for now!

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AKIMITSU ACADEMY KENDO

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Akimitsu Academy is known amongst its peers as a young and flowering institution wholly devoted to the educational enrichment of all enrolled students. Hosting attendants between the ages of 16 to 18, the academy delivers the full experience of a three-year high-school term to its students - who are notably international in makeup. There is something special about Akimitsu, though. It is further known amongst its peers as a cultivator of many-a highly-talented Kendo students, several of whom graduate from the academy's dojo and advance to admired careers in the arts and traditions of Kendo.

This proclivity for producing quality Kendo practitioners has caused Akimitsu Academy to grow popular amongst parents and other benefactors who wish to send children or students to a school that could enhance their growth in the sport. However, the academy is one of great integrity and finds its enrollments untouched by the esteem of potential benefactors - instead, it views each student in their own light, and accepts those which it does with its own verdict. This has led more than a few competitive Kendo teams, backed by aforementioned denied benefactors, to develop a grudge against Akimitsu's teams.

And on Akimitsu Academy's Kendo team is where you find yourself. The academy actually has a few teams, comprised of the junior Kendokas, the intermediate Kendokas, and the advanced Kendokas - the latter two of which are incorporated into the academy's competition teams. You hold a place on one of Akimitsu's several competition-teams, and as such will be one of the intermediate-to-advanced Kendoka of 16 to 18 years-of-age - a student that displays significant skill in Kendo, but evenstill possesses their own notable flaws.

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Yo! Here it be, your Kendo-Club SoL RP! So yeah, we gonna be a buncha goobers in a competitive Kendo team, attending school together, and whathaveyou. I've a few plans in terms of arcs for competitions and such whenever those happen, but overall its a lil malleable world for us to all work with centered around the school, so any arcs and ideas you got, throw em out there! For now I'll include some info on the school, but I'm not gonna make the initial thread post too thicc.

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Akimitsu Academy POIs

• Akimitsu Academy

Akimitsu Academy, while well-funded, is not an institute of extravagant appearance. It has an appeal to it in its clean, simplistic design that one can hardly deny -- and while it may not possess fancy fixtures, profligate ornaments, or particularly impressive architecture, it possesses more than enough resources and space than is necessary for the uses of its students and staff.

• Academy Courtyard A, "Red"

Akimitsu possesses a couple smaller courtyards, but Courtyard A is its largest by a decent margin. Courtyard A is a broad, bright courtyard that acts as a popular hang-out spot for many students between their academic responsibilities. Students have grown to moniker this specific courtyard as "Red" due to the red benches sprinkled throughout it, something that differs from the smaller yards. The courtyard is surrounded on three sides by wings of the main building, and has a nice little fountain.

• Akimitsu Cafeteria

Akimitsu's Cafeteria is one of decent size and excellent quality. It has many seating options and appreciable scenery, with a few plants sprinkling the space. On one side is a wide fixture of steps leading up to various halls for departure to classrooms. On the opposite side of the area is a set of doors and large windows; portals directly connected to Courtyard A. Betwixt the aforementioned sides is the cafeteria's serving counter, where staff dishes out luncheons to its students that would put many other schools to shame. Not only are Akimitsu's lunches very healthy, but they are equally savourable and variable, to boot.

• Akimitsu Gym

Akimitsu Academy's gym is one of serviceable size, featuring a wide basketball court that provides space for whatever activities are required during the course of the day. Aside from Kendo, which never sees the gym, Akimitsu does have a basketball team as well - but no other official teams, yet.

• Akimitsu Academy Dojo

As seen from the rp banner, Akimitsu's Dojo is a dedicated space that offers a bit of a different atmosphere from the rest of the campus. The dojo is separated from the main building of the campus, requiring students to travel to the back-side of the schoolgrounds, to a different structure, to enter. The dojo, as opposed to the bright, clear colorations of the main building of the campus, possesses a mellow, more traditional palette that enhances the air of respect that the place seems to demand of itself.

The dojo itself is a medium-sized building with several ancillary rooms and structures connected to it, each with their own special purpose tailored directly to the needs of the dojo. Entering the dojo from the front, one is greeted with a wide hall in which they can then move to the various preparation rooms, changing rooms, storage rooms, etc. At the end of said hall rests a final, wide sliding door that opens up to the dojo itself. As opposed to the rest of the school, where practices are more internationalized for ease of the student body, regular shoes are not allowed in the dojo building and must instead be exchanged for slippers at a traditional genkan.

Akimitsu Academy Staff

• Education

Homeroom teachers

Hikaru Juno

Hikaru Juno

Hikaru Juno is your homeroom teacher. Generally, homeroom teachers receive the same students year-after-year of highschool - so during this time, they are held responsible for you personally. As a result, a homeroom teacher and their students will more than likely form a relationship -- whether it be one of trust and welfare, or one of reluctance and badgering, is to be decided by teacher and student alike.

That said, Hikaru is a bit of an oddball among teachers. Most students meet him and immediately develop the sense that he's.. well, weird. With a tall, lanky visage accompanied by dark hair and dark eyes, a scar across his cheekbone, and a voice that comes across almost like a snake's hiss, one wouldn't be frowned upon for finding him at least a bit odd. But Hikaru, as an educator, is nigh-unmatched. His dedication and thorough efforts to upbring and develop his students is held to a measure which one could only imagine. He is known amongst his peers as the go-to teacher for bringing students back from the brink of expulsion - he has a way with inspiring and engaging students like no other, and is unending and selfless in his efforts to do so. It is not something that he speaks about - just something he does. In truth, it seems at times that Hikaru is entirely unaware of himself or his own health, and instead possesses a sense of tunnel-vision that rests only upon helping his students.

This, however, doesn't take away from his peculiar person. In fact, Hikaru is strange in most-all senses of the word. One moment, he can exude an off-puttingly bright disposition, commending a student on their work and progress -- and in the next, bearing down upon another with the heat of a thousand suns for not putting their name on their homework. It seems, at times, that even other teachers fear the unpredictability of his wrath.

Aso Ren

Aso Ren

Aso Ren is a homeroom teacher, but he is not yours. Like Hikaru, he is a Japanese-American teacher that operates in your home-wing of the school - one of the two who do so, the other being Hikaru, of course. Mr. Aso is a simply good teacher who naturally seeks to improve his students, and holds a mystified respect for Hikaru's dedication to you and your peers. He is a much more mellow personality than your homeroom teacher, but despite that, has become one of Hikaru's only close friends amongst the staff.

Maths

Pik Numan

Pik Numan is your math teacher - and is considered a conventionally-exceptional instructor when it comes to the subject. He possesses a talent for breaking up math in ways others would take much longer to manage, in order to explain it to students. His brain seems to work almost instantly when met with virtually any math problem. Unfortunately, Mr. Pik's dull and monotone demeanor means that most students find themselves completely unenthused by his teachings and dread the atmosphere of the class itself.

Sciences

Avus Mann

Avus Mann is currently the only teacher currently employed at Akimitsu Academy that has no roots in the nation of Japan, instead hailing fully from the Americas - and he is your science teacher. Avus is an older, respectful gentleman who holds a never-ending delectation for the sciences. Physics, Biology, Chemistry, Environmentals, and Astronomy are some of his favorites, as he says.

He primarily teaches the first listed three, for purposes of curriculum, but will take any opportunity to share knowledge on any of them, no matter how small. Avus is considered a stellar teacher, as his delight when dealing with the sciences can be pretty contagious to the right audiences, and he makes it his life's work to inspire a younger generation to indulge in the fun that the sciences can be. Admittedly, Mr. Avus finds joy in simply talking about the sciences, and doesn't really think about teaching them in a way that could engage the students that are more.. slacking. But, maybe he could be prodded to..

He is also a fan of dad-jokes.

• Kendo

Akimitsu Academy

Toga Endo

There are several Kendo instructors within Akimitsu, but Toga leads the lot of them as the oldest and most-experienced Sensei. Sensei Toga has been committed to Kendo for over two decades, and despite his age is still very-much-so committed to the traditions and arts of the sport. Sensei Toga is a renowned and respected Sensei in the world of Kendo, and although he has his enemies, he is never openly trifled with -- at least not to his face.

Sensei Toga generally doesn't directly teach students, but he has been known to rarely visit their practices. He always attends competitions of his students, though.

Tomiko Dango

While there are several instructors in the dojo, Sensei Tomiko is yours directly. Tomiko is a middle-aged Japanese woman with around a dozen years of Kendo experience. She is a woman who takes the sport seriously, and seeks to spread the joy which it brings her to the generations after hers. She holds a great respect for the sport and will stand for no tarnishing of its name, or the sacred place that is the dojo.

However, she is not a straight-laced as one might think from her thorny exterior. She has her playful and understanding sides, as well. She is among the best sensei in the dojo when it comes to connecting with students and uplifting their true potential. She can be harsh sometimes, but that harshness can come with a surprisingly soft touch, too. Don't let her true compassion fool you, though - her spicy attitude isn't just for show; she's known to rip trouble-makers a new one.

• Other

Principle

Toka Sato

Toka Sato is the principle of Akimitsu Academy. She has an oddly nervous and fidgety demeanor, but a truly kind heart - she likes to personally check in on classes, occasionally. Her anxious nature, oddly enough, seems to falter when it is most convenient.

Cafeteria Staff

Susan Nakamoto

Susan Nakamoto is the head lunch-lady at Akimitsu Academy. She occasionally serves the cafeteria, and is in charge of the menu and supplies for the cafeteria.

School Nurse

Sato Kubo

Sato Kubo is the school nurse. Her services are not usually needed, so she most-often tends to manage scrapes n stuff that the basketball team suffers. Aside from that, she tends to get bored and wander the school in search of entertainment. Despite this, she always seems to have an odd way of being where she needs to at any particular moment..
She seems to have a particularly bashful nature, especially around specific other staff members.

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Your CS doesn't have to look like mine, but it must have the included sections in it. Style however you like!

Akimitsu Academy CS

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Name/Nickname

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Name:

Last, First

Age:

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Appearance:

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Personality:

Personality

Bio:

Short biography of character.

Kendo:

Short descriptor of their Kendo style and/or tendencies.

Other:

Anything else you wanna mention like quirks, proclivities, miscellaneous details, etc.

Bart's Character Index

snakegirl

Vesper Romilly

Name

Vesper "Briar-Eye" Romilly

Age

Twenty-One

Gender

Female

Appearance

Vesper's most marked feature at first glance would definitely be her short, carmine-colored hair, which almost always falls unkempt over the right side of her face. This, in combination with her usual tattered-denim and leather wardrobe, gives a bit of a punk/street-esque look to her. Her expressive, rosy eyes compliment her slightly darker hair, and make her neutral expressions seem softer than she'd like.

The girl's physique itself is clearly rather toned. She's more than okay with showing off her lean musculature - and the sleeveless shirts she wears make this easy. She stands at a decent 5'8", making her taller than most other girls, but even this doesn't betray the true strength of her figure.

Notably, she possesses an ornate tattoo on the uppermost part of her left arm, and a wicked, briar-like tattoo over her right eye.

Personality

Vesper is a little bit of a mixed bag. She's a very rough'n'tough-type gal, and makes sure everybody knows it. She doesn't hold her tongue, and has the strength of character to match her muscles. She's a bit of a troublemaker in that she doesn't particularly adhere to rules, having a sort of "rules are meant to be broken" viewpoint, and goes about things the way she personally wants to.

In the same hand though, she's not a malevolent individual. She can be abrasive and tease others, but she'll help those in need should they seem unable to help themselves. She's definitely not a goody two shoes, but she's capable of performing selfless acts, rarely.
If you tell anybody though she will break your spine.

Brief Backstory

Vesper comes from a substantial ancestral line of artifact hunters. On her father's side, a long line of hunters with their own personal goals. On her mother's - people dedicated to the benevolent Burial Agency. This history of artifact hunting made it pretty likely that the girl would be shepherded into a career as a hunter. But she definitely didn't mind.

Even from a young age the girl was intrigued by the idea of being an explorer and hunter of powerful artifacts. It was maybe a bit of an odd thing to want as a child, but adventure was in her blood. And it showed.
The girl caught on fast as she grew. The tales and various things her parents and grandparents told her of got her so excited she felt like she couldn't even wait to get going. Of course, she had to. But when she became old enough, there was no stopping her - she was almost a prodigy of sorts.

Her parents hardly even needed to help her step up into her place as the latest generation of Romilly-family Hunters - a family that wasn't too well known, but respectable enough in their accomplishments. The fact that their DNA gave them Beastfolk features was measurably helpful, even if some disliked them for it. Despite the discrimination they faced, the Romillys were never ones to shy away from conflict - and that same fighting spirit is what runs through Vesper.

She has been hunting artifacts as a solo hunter for a bit over two years now, and has so far made her family proud. But she wants more. She wants something bigger. And she will get it.

Skills

𝓢 - Martial Arts [Pugilism, MMA, BJJ]
𝓢 - Rural/Urban Traversal [Parkour, Spelunking, etc.]
𝓢 - Dope Motorcycle skills
𝓢 - Proving you don't need magical abilities

Abilities

𝓢 - Snake Physiology:

- Vesper possesses physiological features attributed to many types of snakes. Not only are her muscles particularly dense and very efficient at storing energy, providing her explosive strength, she is also surprisingly flexible.
- She boasts an enhanced sense of smell that is extremely sharp, and special enhancements to her biology allow her to detect extremely minute changes in the temperature of her surroundings.
- The inner structure of her skull has been altered by her mutated DNA, and allows her brain to sustain much higher levels of G-forces than a regular human.

Equipment

𝓢 - Vesper possesses an artifact by the name of |Endless Grasp: Voidelash|. This artifact isn't particularly powerful, but it does have measurable use. Not only is it fully prehensile in the hands of the user, it is also incapable of being severed, and can stretch to about 20 feet. It is also capable of storing physical (non-artifact) objects within itself, up to about a quarter of a ton in weight. Simply touching the whip allows one to summon items from it.
𝓢 - Vesper arms herself with a magitech-powered revolver that has both a lethal and an incapacitation mode. It can also fire flares and pitons, and probably other types of ammunition if it is tweaked a bit.
𝓢 - Vesper owns what would be a rather antiquated motorcycle that was passed down to her by her grandparents. It has, over the years, been upgraded and modified with more and more modern faculties, but there are a couple bits and bobs left from the more ancient years that one wouldn't notice if they were unfamiliar with the vehicle.

Faction

Independent

Hider

Umbri Ulysses

Personality

Umbri is what most would call.. well, weird. At first glance, she seems like a normal girl - buoyant in her demeanor and seemingly on the more care-free side. However after one gets to talking to her for a bit, her more eccentric carriage becomes apparent.

The girl has an almost oblivious air about her, which makes for an odd combination alongside her insistences that she's "the best detective in Vacuo". Just from how she conducts herself, one wouldn't be blamed for brushing off these claims as a young person's silly fantasies - but whether she seems to fit the role or not, there is some merit behind her assertions. Even if she's a bit of an airhead, the blonde-haired girl is surprisingly inordinately intelligent and is an adept problem solver, even if she can go about her investigations in unorthodox ways.

When it comes to people, Umbri is amicable enough; she doesn't particularly have interest or disinterest in others, though deems contacts and friends useful enough to keep around. She has an odd way of going about treating others, depending on the circumstances, ranging from aloofness to almost chivalry-esque favor.

Appearance

Umbri isn't particularly outstanding on the physical side, standing at a short 5'3"(160cm) and not being especially thin or broad. Her heart-shaped face is framed by golden-blonde hair that falls to her shoulders - and were it not for the Deerstalker cap she always wears, one could notice the matching feline ears that sit atop her head. Her eyes are bright, sky-blue and often make her face seem vibrant and alive.

She has an odd sense of fashion, her favorite outfits consisting of somewhat outdated articles of clothing like Frock-coats or Ulsters, as well skirts and bows and such. Her wardrobe consists of more neutral colors like various shades of brown and white, with specks of red and blue scattered about.

Faunus

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| Name: |

Umbri Ulysses

| Alias|Nickames|Titles: |

Umi

| G e n d e r: |

Female

| A g e: |

17

| Kingdom of Orign: |

Vacuo

| Race: |

Faunus (Caracal)

| History: |

stuff

Gimme a bit of a basic backstory? Focus on just the major stuff, any minor details can be discovered in the IC.

| Semblance: |

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Umbri's Semblance, which she calls "Aura Avatar" due to not fully understanding it, is a rather simple one in that it causes the efficiency of her Aura to be significantly increased. As such, she can achieve more with measurably less aura usage than others. Where other hunters can create barriers with their auras, Umbri can create an avatar that encompasses her entire body. This avatar is rather large, capable of equaling more than doubling the detective's height, and is exceptionally strong and durable. The shape of the avatar is rather simple, taking on a large humanoid shape with simple blade-shapes on the elbows. It is usually slightly translucent in appearance, taking on a yellowy tint, but Umbri can alter its hue and outward opacity to the extent she desires - even going so far as to grant some camouflage.
Unfortunately, the avatar isn't very agile and makes it impossible for Umbri to use conventional weapons or Dust - and is measurably more difficult to improve through training when compared to other Semblances.

Due to the efficiency of her Aura, weapons that she channels seem to be more effective than others.

| Weapon and Fighting Style: |

Umbri's weapon of choice Forward Notion ¹ is an electric-dust-enhanced cudgel that transforms into a compact submachine gun with a quick rate-of-fire.
She isn't entirely confident in her combat abilities, but when she needs to use them she prefers to do so with the ranged form of her weapon. If things come to hand-to-hand combat she will use her Semblance over the cudgel if at all possible.

| Strengths and Weakness: |

✓ Weird Great detective
<sub>- Surprisingly Intelligent
- Photographic Memory</sub>
✓ Faunus senses (Hearing, Eyesight, Smell)
✓ Self-reliant
✓ Very well-read

✗ Inelegant combatant
✗ Poor teamwork
✗ "Obnoxious"

| Greatest Fear/Fatal Flaw: |

Umbri's greatest fear is failure to fill her late father's shoes. Even if it is a task she imposes upon herself, she would feel as though being a bad detective would equal being a letdown to her father.

Her fatal flaw is likely her self-assured hubris in that she's the "best detective", which leads her to overconfidence in some cases, sometimes making her miss social details. Her air-headed demeanor can also get her in trouble at times due to her seeming lack of seriousness.

| Miscs : |

Anything else you might wanna add to flesh out the details a bit

Sheet credited to Buddha(slight edits taken from Sanguine rose).

Bart's Character Index

Nagi

N A G I

“Welp. Back to the drawing board, I guess.”

Overview

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_Name

Hoshino Nagina

_Age

21

_Gender

Female

_Occupation

Part-time student

Characterization & Conceptualization

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_{What Do They Look Like?}

Nagi isn't particularly outstanding on the physical side, despite her penchant for sports, only standing at 5'6" and weighing 129lbs. Her frame is slim and only barely athletic, but one can still see some measure of tonage in her muscles. One thing that may stand out in particular to some however is her snow-white hair which, although dyed, looks rather natural on her. Although it falls just past her shoulders, she almost always keeps it up in a bun or ponytail. When it comes to her sense of fashion, well - there isn't really any. She doesn't mind much what she wears as long as it's comfy, and she has little proclivity for wearing things like makeup or jewelry.

_{What Are They Like?}

Nagi is a pretty laidback girl. She leans a bit towards the extroverted side, striking up conversations with those she finds interesting, and even cracking jokes with strangers. This, combined with the fact that she's a rather difficult person to vex, makes her easy to get along with in most cases. It is notable that she is so laidback that some people view her as aloof, even in more serious situations. She is, however, rather earnest when it comes to helping her friends, even if she doesn't show it.

Though it is hard to annoy or anger her, she is very protective of her friends or those she would like to befriend, and has snapped at people on a couple occasions due to their bullying of her friends. In such cases, she can prove to have a rather sharp tongue.

_{What's Their Story?}

Nagi was adopted as a child by two very affectionate Tokyoites. While they weren't very economically fortunate, they had wealth in their love for the young girl. As such, she felt very nurtured and cared for growing up. When she began to show interest in sports from a young age, her parents were more than encouraging, and enjoyed watching her grow into a little sports enthusiast. At first she seemed like a rather promising player in several sports she tried - basketball, softball, and even soccer. As she grew older it turned out she was pretty good at all three, which was fine-and-dandy, but the girl did not have a propensity for teamwork or for following the lead of others at all. But in the same hand, she wasn't a leader herself either. This left her in an odd spot that made her inconsistent in her usefulness to any teams she was a part of, and as such, not many saw promise in her. She was really hoping for sports-based scholarships as she reached the end of highschool, but she didn't quite fit the bill.

Although she was a bit disappointed, she was never one to dawdle on the unfortunate things in life. She kept playing sports until the end of highschool, at which time she took a year off to take time for herself. After that year she begrudgingly applied for more mundane scholarships and money grants to enroll herself in college part-time. She's been attending college for the last two years - well, mostly; she's not enthralled with the idea of enduring all the schooling, and her grades suffer quite a bit because of it. She is, however, still sticking with her love of sports. Not that that matters much- she's still just as bad a teammate as she was in highschool. And she doesn't even have a job, so.

_{Why Did The Wish Choose Them?}

In terms of working well with others, Nagi is towards the very bottom of the totem pole. She's not great at following orders, giving orders, or having any sort of initiative, really. She's not intent on fixing this or really improving herself in any way, and just deflects all her problems with an aloof handwave.

_{What "Hero" Will They Embody? Why?}

Nagi embodies the Hero of Defense; in conflict she's more of a passive person, and has a streak of altruism when it comes to her friends. She will protect her comrades fiercely if pushed to it, putting her stoic mind and body in the way of harm so they don't have to.

_{What Belongings Will They Take With Them?}

- Cellphone
- A few small Super-bounce balls
- Heelys

Talents & Abilities

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_{Mundane Talents}

• Hand-eye coordination - Nagi's coordination is superb. She's great a catching, throwing, and other manner of similar activities.
• Quick - Even playing a more defensive role, Nagi is pretty fast. Soccer and Basketball are great activities to train one's footwork.
• Calm - Nagi isn't much of a panicky individual. She has a more stoic demeanor in regards to her own feelings, and is difficult to upset.

_{Achieved Abilities & Knowledges}

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Aaxie

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Name

Aaxie Kelly

Age

20

Gender

Female

Appearance

Aaxie, as one would probably expect from a voguish pop singer, is a rather fashionable individual. Her heart-shaped face is framed partially by her tussled blonde hair, which is usually styled in a messily textured, long-pixie cut. Beneath her thin eyebrows rest a set of striking and expressive bright-cherry-red eyes, which she usually contrasts using opposite-colored earrings, of which helixes are her favorite. It's easy to find her youthful lips formed into any form of smirk or smile.

When pertaining to physique, Aaxie isn't a slouch when it comes to keeping in shape. She's still a bit on the smaller side, standing only at 5'4", but weighs a little more than average at around 140lbs due to her regular workout routine. Her shoulders are slim but defined in musculature, and the same can be said for her arms; she can at least elicit a few hoots with some flexing. Although it doesn't particularly help with her career, Aaxie especially enjoys powerlifting as a hobby, which is also somewhat evident in her legs and general physique. All in all she's a leanly muscular, yet petite, girl.

When it comes to her wardrobe, she mostly just wears whatever she feels like. She doesn't stick to one particular style and just mish-mashes her wardrobe together on a whim. She does, however, very much prioritize comfortable clothes and smallish accessories that she thinks are attractive or otherwise cute, such as chokers, various types of earrings, thigh straps, etc. etc. She's also no stranger to the occasional cross-dress-ish outfits - if it's cute or cool, she'll wear it. One thing she refuses to wear though is makeup - although she does enjoy eyeliner, that's the extent of her makeup desires.

Personality

Aaxie is a pretty lively girl. She's outgoing, playful, and curious. She gets along with most people, and those she doesn't(usually through them not liking her), she'll still probably try to get to know them. She enjoys being adventurous, and is usually easy to talk into trying new things. She's a decidedly down-to-earth girl, and doesn't give off any signs conceitedness, often genuinely downplaying her popularity or achievements.
Although it's difficult to find the girl in a downcast mood, she does have her moments in her lone time. On the note of serious topics or situations, the girl has a surprising amount of firmity in her beliefs - social, political, or otherwise - and, on the softer side, is always willing to lend a shoulder to cry on to those in need.

Backstory

Aaxie had a simple and cushy upbringing. She was born in Sydney, Australia to two successful doctors. Being an only child, she was very much expected to carry on the family profession - which she entertained for a bit. But in reality, she wasn't entirely interested in becoming a doctor. She defiantly attended vocal and singing classes through money she stole from her mother's purse on a regular basis - reasoning that they definitely wouldn't miss it. She got away with doing so for a few years before she eventually confessed her desires to be a singer to her parents, who quickly brushed off the idea - but when they heard her sing they were visibly shocked. Okay, maybe singing wasn't such a bad idea for the young girl, but they didn't particularly like the type of music she chose to sing. They convinced (read: forced) her to choose something "more classy than rock or metal". Feeling a little heartbroken, she chose the next closest thing: pop. Her parents still weren't too thrilled, but at least it wasn't metal.

With their daughter's newfound talent at hand, they hurriedly rushed her into vocal classes, unknowing of the ones she previously took. She sailed through the classes, thoroughly enjoying the praise she received at her well-controlled vocals, but she was equally conflicted that she wouldn't be performing what she truly wanted to. She pushed through regardless, and quickly found herself sponsored by her own parents with everything she would need to start a singing career.

She was 17 when she started gaining popularity. Her vocals were a hit immediately, possessing a bright and easily flexible voice with a ton of range, making it easy for her to sing in ways other young artists couldn't. Over the next few years she became very popular, easing comfortably into the top-echelon of singers - she wasn't a household name, but every music-nerd worth their salt knew her name. Not that she particularly sought the attention or needed the praise - in truth, the girl loved making others happy and sharing her passion for singing, and would try her best to inspire her audience. All the while though, she felt her true desire sit heavily in her gut. She would give anything to sing what she truly wanted - that being rock and metal music - but it seemed like she was meant to sing pop. Or at least, that's what everybody else seemed to think. And who was she to tell them they're wrong?

Skills

Aaxie's practical skills are pretty few, due to the nature of her career. She's a very talented singer, and has a penchant for making things look nice, whether it be hair, clothes, or whatever else. She's also a talented lifter and could serve as a decent fitness coach. Beyond that, her skills are limited. She does know a few self-defense techniques though - learned at the behest of her career team, of course.

Abilities

Aaxie's Arcana grants her the obvious enhanced physicality as well as a handful of magical effects that reside within the Water and Psychic elements.

• Swerve [Psychic]: Enables the user to alter the accuracy of attacks that she focuses on through an invisible psychic beam - hindering her foes or aiding her allies.
• Detainment Bubble [Psychic/Water]: Creates a tear-shaped bubble of psychically-infused water a few meters across to capture enemies or their attacks. She can control and manipulate this bubble as she pleases, and can expel its contents violently - enabling her to send attacks back at opponents. She can only hold something in the bubble for around six seconds before it destabilizes. When idle, the bubble floats next to the user.
• Frost Bite [Water]: The user summons water before it bursts into flaky white snow, which falls into her hands in the shape of dual Frost-axes. They function as normal axes, but inflict a painful slowing effect onto those they wound.
• Bellow [Psychic]: Releases a powerful boom of sound that violently concusses anything in a four-meter cone from the user. The bellow grows stronger the emptier the cone's area is, so it is extremely disruptive against projectile attacks, making them fly very much off-course - but even one person being within its area will weaken it to just a moderate concussive blast that's capable of rendering civilians unconscious, and stun Persona users with a deafening toll. Can also be cast as a stationary trap which will trigger intelligently via the user's whims.

Arcana

Aaxie is blessed by the Arcana of Temperance - featuring the compromises she endures in life, the duality of her desires and her true destiny, and the synthesis of realization that is to come.

Shadow

The Shadow of Aaxie's psyche is formed through her nigh-crippling fears of rejection and outstanding failure that she keeps at bay deep down. Despite the success of her career, she still is very much afraid of being suddenly shunned by everyone. She disappointed her parents in her younger days and felt how hurtful it was to be unappreciated, and the memory of that urges her to chase a twisted compromise of her own dreams.

The regular form of her shadow is simply an ichor reflection of Aaxie's own visage, albeit dressed a little more biker-y. However, the 'monstrous' form of her shadow is a bit more unnerving, as it forms into a featureless, robotic mannequin of sorts. The face is blank yet somehow glaring, offering only an invisible stare and hushed yet coarse musical cords flowing through a small speaker that replaces its mouth.

Persona

Talos, The Bronze Automaton.
Talos represents the epitome of being what you are destined to be. Talos was created to protect, and that he did. Aaxie's destiny seems to be that of a singer - but one must realize their destiny in its entirety to truly reach their potential - hence, her Persona is a defective manifestation of The Bronze Automaton. He takes an old, alien form of dusty bronze and ancient materials - tubular vessels lay exposed at his joints, housing the magical energy that runs through his body. Dirty, scratched plates of bygone metals form the exterior of his body, and a blank, wearied face plate appears ever-watchful to its surroundings.

In its current defective form, Talos still possesses a great hardiness, offering him minor resistances to Earth and Psychic elements, and major resistances to the Air and Water elements. He is, however, very vulnerable to the fire element.
Aside from Talos' immense strength and fortitude, he has a solid grasp on his raw ability to manipulate the magical forms of the Air element, and the physical forms of the Earth element, putting them to great use defensively and offensively.

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