Burger

Valar Morghulis

Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

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Rainbow Six: Siege - White Flame

Sure.

You Can Become a Hero!

for the love of god make girls too

You Can Become a Hero!

M o m o k a

Personal Dossier

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_Name

Kimura Momoka
木村桃花

_Age

15

_Origin

Shibukawa, Gunma, Japan

_{Physical Description}

Standing at 5'5", Momoka stands taller than most her age due to her foreign blood. With her father's Norwegian roots, Momoka's hair is a dense blonde. Styled with a comb and a single elastic band near the nape of her neck, very little work goes into maintaining her hairstyle. Her dull blue eyes constantly seem tired yet gentle. However, bringing all attention away from her eyes is the large streak of pink paint across of her face. Constantly reapplied by her nervous tics, the stark line tends to also draw attention away from her large forehead. The tips of her bangs share this tic—almost as if permanently dyed.

Her body is surprisingly well built. Lean muscle hidden constantly hidden by loose clothing attest to her unexpected dedication. Her general build would best be described as average. Her style of dress consists of loose shirts and raggedy pants that are constantly splattered in paints. Her uniform is remarkably clean, however. Though, this is because she owns dozens of uniforms. Most of them become stained pink by the end of the day.

_{Characterization}

Languid
Hardworking
Social
Amiable
Insecure
Directionless
Weak-willed

_{Personal History"Burger's character just wants to be eaten. In a sexual way."}

Born to Nils Jansen, a painter, and Kimura Rio, a retired pro hero, the aimless Momoka would almost certainly be a hero or an artist. Momoka always did her best to be liked. She did everything her parents said to the best of her ability. She even picked up painting in an attempt to impress their father. Whenever the neighborhood kids wanted to play, Momoka would always turn them down because she would only slow them down. As she got older, she only thought less and less about her future. Things that she once enjoyed, like painting, had lost their lustre.

Even though she was slow, Momoka helped out everyone she met as much as she could. Many residents of Shibukawa had encountered the young Momoka assisting with something. Be it painting someone's fence, getting a cat down from a tree, or trying to fix someone's computer, she became a well known fixture of the community. Momoka's choice to become a hero was, in reality, the recommendation of her mother. If she didn't know what to do, she could just help others even more. After all, her mother knew that Momoka had the heart to help others. Momoka, of course, wanted to help people. Despite the protests of her worried father, Momoka was resolute in becoming a hero, just like her mother.

_{Character Development & Conceptualization}

Momoka is, in essence, a character that struggles with her own aimlessness. While she has the willpower to achieve her goals, she lacks any sort of drive to create her goals. This has lead to her doing primarily what others tell her to do. As Momoka develops, she will begin to understand that having this sort of aimlessness hurts her greatly. Because of her insecurities, Momoka has the compulsive need to be liked. She will swallow her opinions if she thinks that others will disagree. Her artist's block is reflective of herself. She lacks individualism; she'd rather be liked than be unique.

Because of her upbringing, Momoka has had very little interaction with the "bad" of society. As a result, she has big heart that, for better or for worse, believes in the good of people. She looks to villains as evil because that's what she's been taught; rather than work to defeat these villains, she would much rather save people. This innocence of Momoka acts as a foil to other characters who see villains as irredeemable beings of evil.

As Momoka grows as a character, I intend for her to become more free willed and concise about her future. She'll eventually learn to value her own self-worth instead of being stuck looking for validation. She'll finally understand the missing piece in her paintings and finally get her inspiration back. Her innocence may fade or may be steeled against coming trials, but she'll begin to understand what it really means to be a hero.

Abilities & Talents

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_{Quirk Type}

Emitter

_{Quirk Description}

Inherited from her mother, Pretty in Pink allows for Momoka to freely control pink liquids using hydrokinesis. This connection is somatic; she must make hand signs, arm movements, and other gestures to control the flow. For instance, in order to launch a spear made of paint, she must punch with as much force as her body can muster. She can create a shield made from paint, but she must block with her arms.

The type of liquid she uses affects its properties. Concentrated pink liquids such as paint tend to be easily controlled, but slightly pink liquids (such as dyed water) can hardly be controlled with any degree of accuracy. The viscosity of a liquid affects how the liquid moves; thin liquids tend to move faster while thicker liquids tend to move slower but hold their shape better.

As she uses a liquid, it accumulates contaminants. Little bits of dirt, grime, rock, and other unwanted materials make the liquid unreliable and troublesome to use. Her range is about 30 meters before the liquid becomes almost impossible to control. While depending primarily on the liquid she manipulates, her top speed is thrice that of her punch: 20 m/s. However, doing so is taxing on her body. As she can't create any pink substances, if Momoka runs out of usable liquids, her quirk becomes useless.

_{Other Talents & Attributes}

Momoka is adaptable. Because of the effort she puts in and her general openness to new ideas, she can acquire skills at a slow but steady pace.
Momoka is a talented painter. Her paintings are nothing special, however. While they are fine technique wise, they lack any sort of emotional punch.

You Can Become a Hero!

That's not the bio I wrote for you.

@Grey

You're just not looking hard enough. We only makin' the highlights.

You Can Become a Hero!

The Pink Pushover

M o m o k a

Personal Dossier

---

_Name

Kimura Momoka
木村桃花

_Age

15

_Origin

Shibukawa, Gunma, Japan

_{Physical Description}

Standing at 5'5", Momoka stands taller than most her age due to her foreign blood. With her father's Norwegian roots, Momoka's hair is a dense blonde. Styled with a comb and a single elastic band near the nape of her neck, very little work goes into maintaining her hairstyle. Her dull blue eyes constantly seem tired yet gentle. However, bringing all attention away from her eyes is the large streak of pink paint across of her face. Constantly reapplied by her nervous tics, the stark line tends to also draw attention away from her large forehead. The tips of her bangs share this tic—almost as if permanently dyed.

Her body is surprisingly well built. Lean muscle hidden constantly hidden by loose clothing attest to her unexpected dedication. Her general build would best be described as average. Her style of dress consists of loose shirts and raggedy pants that are constantly splattered in paints. Her uniform is remarkably clean, however. Though, this is because she owns dozens of uniforms. Most of them become stained pink by the end of the day.

_{Characterization}

Languid
Hardworking
Social
Amiable
Insecure
Directionless
Weak-willed

_{Personal History"Burger's character just wants to be eaten. In a sexual way."}

Born to Nils Jansen, a painter, and Kimura Rio, a retired pro hero, the aimless Momoka would almost certainly be a hero or an artist. Momoka always did her best to be liked. She did everything her parents said to the best of her ability. She even picked up painting in an attempt to impress their father. Whenever the neighborhood kids wanted to play, Momoka would always turn them down because she would only slow them down. As she got older, she only thought less and less about her future. Things that she once enjoyed, like painting, had lost their lustre.

Even though she was slow, Momoka helped out everyone she met as much as she could. Many residents of Shibukawa had encountered the young Momoka assisting with something. Be it painting someone's fence, getting a cat down from a tree, or trying to fix someone's computer, she became a well known fixture of the community. Momoka's choice to become a hero was, in reality, the recommendation of her mother. If she didn't know what to do, she could just help others even more. After all, her mother knew that Momoka had the heart to help others. Momoka, of course, wanted to help people. Despite the protests of her worried father, Momoka was resolute in becoming a hero, just like her mother.

_{Character Development & Conceptualization}

Momoka is, in essence, a character that struggles with her own aimlessness. While she has the willpower to achieve her goals, she lacks any sort of drive to create her goals. This has lead to her doing primarily what others tell her to do. As Momoka develops, she will begin to understand that having this sort of aimlessness hurts her greatly. Because of her insecurities, Momoka has the compulsive need to be liked. She will swallow her opinions if she thinks that others will disagree. Her artist's block is reflective of herself. She lacks individualism; she'd rather be liked than be unique.

Because of her upbringing, Momoka has had very little interaction with the "bad" of society. As a result, she has big heart that, for better or for worse, believes in the good of people. She looks to villains as evil because that's what she's been taught; rather than work to defeat these villains, she would much rather save people. This innocence of Momoka acts as a foil to other characters who see villains as irredeemable beings of evil.

As Momoka grows as a character, I intend for her to become more free willed and concise about her future. She'll eventually learn to value her own self-worth instead of being stuck looking for validation. She'll finally understand the missing piece in her paintings and finally get her inspiration back. Her innocence may fade or may be steeled against coming trials, but she'll begin to understand what it really means to be a hero.

Abilities & Talents

---

_{Quirk Type}

Emitter

_{Quirk Description}

Inherited from her mother, Pretty in Pink allows for Momoka to freely control pink liquids using hydrokinesis. This connection is somatic; she must make hand signs, arm movements, and other gestures to control the flow. For instance, in order to launch a spear made of paint, she must punch with as much force as her body can muster. She can create a shield made from paint, but she must block with her arms.

The type of liquid she uses affects its properties. Concentrated pink liquids such as paint tend to be easily controlled, but slightly pink liquids (such as dyed water) can hardly be controlled with any degree of accuracy. The viscosity of a liquid affects how the liquid moves; thin liquids tend to move faster while thicker liquids tend to move slower but hold their shape better.

As she uses a liquid, it accumulates contaminants. Little bits of dirt, grime, rock, and other unwanted materials make the liquid unreliable and troublesome to use. Her range is about 30 meters before the liquid becomes almost impossible to control. While depending primarily on the liquid she manipulates, her top speed is thrice that of her punch: 20 m/s. However, doing so is taxing on her body. As she can't create any pink substances, if Momoka runs out of usable liquids, her quirk becomes useless.

_{Other Talents & Attributes}

Momoka is adaptable. Because of the effort she puts in and her general openness to new ideas, she can acquire skills at a slow but steady pace.
Momoka is a talented painter. Her paintings are nothing special, however. While they are fine technique wise, they lack any sort of emotional punch.

You Can Become a Hero!

Did someone say pancakes?

@Jobst

nobody did

Kōkyo High

these are random-ass high schoolers, not les stroud.

so unless you want to die of starvation and cholera at the ripe old age of 18, it'd probably be smart to stay where you can get canned goods.

World's End Online

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"You know, it's a full moon soon. You should be careful walking home at night."

"Uh... Excuse me?"

"It's the moon. It brings out the worst in some people."

"Well... The total comes comes to $72.59. How would you like to pay?"

The odd man pulled out a jet black debit card. Similar to the card, his attire consisted of a glossy black pleather tank top and pants combo that seemed to stick to his skin and accentuate his boyish physique in all of the wrong ways. With liberal coats of makeup, a spiked collar around his neck, and hair that screamed "I'm different", the man sheepishly held the card over the small POS terminal. With a beep that relieved Erin, the man grabbed his bag and left. Erin had given him a slight grin and thanked him for his patronage - something that she didn't want. Why was it that night shifts always brought the freaks out to the store? She could handle the girls that thought they were oh-so-different, but this man was a whole different story. The way he emphasized his words implied one of two things: he thought he was a werewolf or he was going to accost women in an alley. Either way, skin-tight pleather pants looked stupid.

With the store emptying, Erin went through her usual routine. Flip the signs, turn off the machines, turn off the lights, then leave and lock the doors. She hated her job. She wanted something that she could just turn her brain off and not have to deal with people. Today's job market? She could only dream of the day. The trip home was uneventful. Thankfully, those who took the late night bus were usually respectful. At least, until 3 AM. That's when the drunks would get on the bus and washed the floors with booze, gastric acid, and nuts.

At home, Erin was relieved. No more having to deal with people. No more stress. She was free. She had finished all of her studying and work for university. All that was left were the mid-terms. That meant it was time to relax and do what she wanted to do. She quickly finished her daily duties for her ordinary life and slipped on her VR gear. It was time to investigate what that hullabaloo about what that shrine was, after all.

Only, it wasn't a shrine anymore. It was a strange gate surrounded by an empty world. All that remained was the gate, the soil around it, grass, and a rabbit-eared maid.

Wait, what was that last one?

The maid introduced herself and her purpose. Standard affair - new campaign, new world, blah blah. A EULA appeared with a wave of her hands. Erin quickly glanced at the first few words and then immediately skipped down to the bottom to accept. If the guide were to not be some random NPC and instead an actual person, Erin would have slowly deliberated on the EULA, reading it out word for word. It wouldn't be a riveting experience, but it would at least be funny.

Frika had spoken more. Accept the EULA then enter. You could even ask questions! What's more important was that the rabbit maid looked nervous. As the saying goes, strike while the iron's hot. With a quick press of accept, Erin walked up to the maid. Uncomfortably close, even. Despite the maid being two inches taller than the maven, Erin's presence was domineering.

"So, were you made with fetishism in mind or did you choose to be deviant all by yourself?"