Burger

Superpower Mafia style RP?

Kat

@Rune_Alchemist

MY BOY HETZAAAAAAAAAAA

Also I'll post a character tomorrow-ish.

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

yeye

Last Train Home--An 'Alternate World' Fantasy RP

Yea. Just been feeling like trash.

Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

Elisa Wilmeg
Zentai Mountains, Southern Plains

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A quick hum moved Elisa around a rather empty area. Her "workshop" — one of many — was a generous outcrop. She could stay there for weeks on end, surviving on mushrooms, dew, and rainwater. Though, the longest period that she had gone in one of these natural workshops was 2 days, 7 hours, 39 minutes, and 3 seconds, as the taste of mushroom was less than pleasant. Beasts were naturally repelled, as one had to out of their way to enter the area, which let Elisa have some piece of mind. But, despite this so-called "piece of mind" seemed to have vanished. She was frantically pacing around the area due to her most recent experiment.

Every so often, she would look at her collection of flipped hour glasses placed along the wall. The first was a minute, the next was two minutes, the next three, and so on and so forth. It was quite amazing how many hour glasses she had. It was at this point that the eighth hourglass' sand moved to the bottom. A moment of hope shined in Elisa's eyes. She froze for a moment. Could this be it? Could this be the breakthrough that she was working for?

A faint green light began to emanate from the Earth. Elisa stopped and looked very carefully. The light began to shine out of the cracks of the ground. It took a moment for Elisa to realize what was happening. The ground began to split. Elisa, in a quick panic, screeched out in panic. She looked around. Spotting a nearby alcove that separated the dirt and stone, she quickly dove into it. The light began to fade away. However, Elisa, as she had seen this routine before, held her head as she kept low. Her giant robot arms, of course, covered her body and separated her from the earth.

The outcrop exploded in a giant blast. It was decimated; Elisa was (mostly) fine, but the same couldn't be said about her workshop — and especially her hourglass collection. Luckily, the explosion was mostly upwards. This blessing, as Elisa thought, was also a curse. According to the world's natural physics, whatever goes up...

Elisa quickly lifted the Panzerfaust to protect herself. Shards of sharp rock rained down from the sky. Elisa just sat there, stone rain smashing down upon the metal fists. "Well then," Elisa said, her voice still spunky despite her failure, "Looks like I need to get a new workshop. And also maybe stop experimenting with batteries."

Last Train Home--An 'Alternate World' Fantasy RP

Haruka watched a new woman chase after the first. This time, it was more abnormal; it would appear that this new person was Usain Bolt's brother, Insane Bolt. Well, more like sister afflicted by a rather extreme case of albinism. Still, the entire situation was absurd. She wanted to cry, but her jaded years of being an adult blocked the tears rather well.

She was startled by the sudden hand patting her on the back. She understood that the man tried to comfort her, but touching strangers within minutes of realizing that the other existed was a foreign concept. Her nervous laughter was replaced by a more moody expression. She didn't show the outward signs of her disgust of this entire scenario.

She, knowing that she couldn't mope around in failure, picked herself up. She was still upset, yes, but she could at least act like she had the situation under control. She reevaluated her surroundings. Same old people, same old jokes that could be made about them. Pretty boy, check. Normal guy, check. Extremely excited girl, check. Absurd knight girl, check. New albino lady, check. Tall pretty foreign boy, che- wait a second.

Another person had prepared to exit the train, just like Haruka. It was odd. Her identifiable entrance into the scene was overshadowed by another person doing the exact same thing. Though, Haruka didn't really care about things that were that petty. However, in a cutthroat salaried business, you had to be identifiable or you would forever be low on the business pyramid.

She left the train and entered the grassy forest landscape. She didn't exactly speak to anyone, as she was still upset about what she said earlier. However, she still listened attentively to what the others said. The question of do they speak the explanation of the train, the embarrassed stammering of being lost, the talk of what trains were, and the pretty boy being afraid of everything. That was new, at least.

Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

Oh, and SilverDawn I've been wondering for a while now: just how many people does Elisa tend to knock over on a daily basis with those kickass giant arms of hers? ^^

@Empath

Well, it's rare for a diver to meet a large amount of divers every day, so I'd have to go with the conservative number of eleventeen.

Last Train Home--An 'Alternate World' Fantasy RP

Sorry that I haven't been posting. I've been getting headaches, but methinks they're going away now. I'll try to post at some point today.

Rainbow Bubblegum Souffle

It hasn't died, methinks. Mae's still working on it, but she recently got real sick.

Lost Cards of Broken Paradise

Scattered Shades: Arcadia Chronicles

Mini Mechanist

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_{- - - - (Personal Details)}
First Name: Elisa
Last Name: Wilmeg
Age: 21
Sex: Female
Home Nation: Teknoh

Appearance: Standing in at 4'10 and weighing 94 pounds, one might say that Elisa is tiny. Their observations would be rather astute, and if anyone would think otherwise, then they are a fool. Or blind. Rather known for her eccentricities, she has an odd fashion sense that can only be described as "Someone From Teknoh".

She is missing her right eye, as it was destroyed in an accident revolving around the creation of her big robo-arms. Speaking of those arms, besides her not having an eye and having an eccentric fashion sense, she constantly wears those giant arms everywhere.

Personality: Elisa can only be described as peculiar. She is hyperactive to the point of madness. She constantly yells whatever comes to her mind first without any regards to the consequences. She is rather smart, though it's rather hard for her to convince people that she's smart. She says enough dumb things (unintentionally, usually) that people think she's an idiot. She isn't sensitive about her height, though it is annoying for her when people bring it up.

However, what peeves her is people belittling her or treating her like a child. She reroutes her hyperactive energy from eccentricity into anger. While in this state, all of her intellect allows her to become a walking thesaurus; she can call someone more names than they knew existed. Not that avoiding this topic will stop her wrath. She angers extremely easily.

History: Elisa, like most other Machinists, was born in Teknoh. There, it's do or die. Invent and become an innovator, or die a simple consumer. She, even at a young age, was a creative mind. Though, the young Elisa's creations were always odd. The first invention that she had ever made was a coat rack that heated your coat for you. Mind you, it was heated using fire. The next invention was another coat rack, but this time, it was meant to hold up to 100 coats. Why anyone would have that many coats was a mystery. Despite this, her father, Elisa's biggest muse, encouraged her (but still mourned the loss of all of those coats).

As Elisa grew up, her inventions advanced in scope and scale. Most of it was junk that was entirely useless. However, her father had given her a good idea for an invention. His father had lost his left arm in a large accident. Thus, Elisa poured all of her energy into creating a new prosthetic arm for him. All of the other arms were either irreversible or uncomfortable to use. Thus, Elisa, using whatever intellect she had, managed to create an odd alloy. Though created by pure accident, it would prove to be an extremely useful alloy.

The alloy had a tendency to bend and move when certain amounts of magical energy were poured into them. The sensitivity could be adjusted, of course, but the most intriguing combination was when bars of living steel were added alongside it. This allowed it to behave like human flesh. A very metal human flesh.

She begun work on this arm. Despite it being a bit heavy, it proved to be a useful prosthetic, allowing those who recently lost their arms to gain a new one while simultaneously feeling the same to use as the lost arm. She gave the arm to her father, a gift that was extremely appreciated. Soon, people began to offer money and materials for this arm. Elisa had to make them for everyone who paid. After all, she needed materials to further her research.

However, she felt hollow. The arm was good and all, but it was a bit small and weak. Elisa began to work on the newer iteration. She used the A/B of her own design in the arms. The arms were significantly larger than the Mk. 1, mostly because Elisa wanted giant arms. When she tested them, they didn't work. At all. Too heavy. They also exploded. This caused metal shards to enter her eye. After a long surgery, she no longer had the gift of regular human vision.

However, this didn't discourage her. She built another prototype, the Mk. 3. It used more expensive A/B, ones that she didn't make. It didn't blow her up, thankfully. The weight was still a big problem, however. She needed some way to make them lighter.

Thus, she discovered a strange and complex way of essentially negating gravity. While the specifics are extremely complex, the simplest terms of it would be "Big Magic Fucks Gravity". With these giant arms, she created gauntlets to control them, and thus, she gained a giant pair of arms.

However, her technological advances began to dwindle. The materials inside of Teknoh were limiting, to say the least. At least, what was available to a citizen. She, after a long decision, became a Diver to further her inventions. Of course, she needed a new weapon, in case her arms failed. Thus, she spent one half-assed night creating a half-assed gun. It was based on the simple mass-produced guns, but it had one extraordinary factor about it: Fashion. The gun looked really pretty, which is all that Elisa could have asked for.

With gun in holster and giant arms on back, Elisa and her eccentricity left the city to find new materials for more inventions.

Occupation: Diver, independent Machinist, inventor extraordinaire.

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_{- - - - (Power Matrix)}
Primary Focus:
Arcane
Magical Capabilities:
Elisa has an extremely poor magical capability, like most other machinists. Her power is 1/100th of a newborn baby. Thus, while a baby would have a foot of twine as magical power, Elisa has an inch of thread. However, despite Elisa only having this tiny amount of magical power, she can still use it. Just not really do anything with it. She can use a relay with her gauntlets, though, which is useful.
Body Modifications:
None.
Weapons and Equipment:

• Panzerfaust Mk.3 - The third iteration of Elisa's Panzerfaust, it shows remarkable improvements over the previous two. From the first one, it is no longer like a prosthetic and is now a giant set of arms. From the second one, it no longer explodes. It is controlled by using the two gauntlets that Elisa almost always wears. Using a minuscule amount of magical power on the gauntlets sends a small relay that activates an A/B that moves the arms around. It works by using rods of living steel and one of Elisa's weird alloys as fake muscles, contracting and expanding as a real arm would. The innards are protected by a tough, bronze shell. While one may assume that this would weigh an absolute fuck-ton (which is correct), Elisa has invented an extremely complex system of A/B batteries and things she calls "Null-Stasis Balance Destabilizers" that allows the fists to weigh practically nothing until they hit something. At least until they run out of power. While one may assume that it would absolutely drain A/B batteries, the ones that she got slowly absorb power from the air. Meaning that if she doesn't use them during the night, they're fully charged for the day. Of course, that is only if she doesn't use the arms to fight. Attached to each palm of the set of arms are detonation devices for the Handgranate.
• Handgranate - A byproduct of making the Panzerfaust Mk.2, the Handgranate is an carefully designed A/B covered in a thin metal casing. It is extremely cheaply made, but stores a small amount of energy. The most important part of the design is that they require an extremely precise amount of energy in an extremely precise blast to activate it. However, these batteries have a flaw; once any amount of energy is drawn out, everything erupts. Violently. Thus, the Handgranate was created, and its power to blow things up was, well, adequate. Due to the precise amounts of energy that can be detonated at different timings: 3 seconds, 5 seconds, 9 seconds, or on impact with something.
• Gewehr - A simple one shot gun. Really, Elisa considers it her worst invention. Not inventive in the slightest. Still, it's a necessity of Machinist divers. It's strong, but not overtly powerful. Its power is, well, comparable to most mass-produced pistols. It's even made to use the same ammo as them.

Specialties:

• Not really a good thing, but her depth perception is absolutely terrible. Thanks, only having one eyeball.
• Great at saying dumb things.
• Huge knowledge of arcane mechanics, but terrible at explaining them.
• Infinite wealth of ideas. Most are terrible.