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An Adventurer's Calling | [Full!]

I'll try to write my post soon enough. Irl stuff, it's controlling me a little bit.

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

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There were two other students who hadn't arrived, and the winged boy only realized that until they both came in. His friend, Reina, and a dark-haired figure. Acion couln't help but gave a light smile at the girl once his adversary. He would have given both of them a hello, but class was in session, so talking like that would be extremely rude. So he waited, waited, until Arsenal moved the class to the Gymnasium.

Acion wasted no time approaching them.

"Good afternoon Reina, what took you so long back then?"

His eyes then landed on the other guy. He appeared competent, and had a somewhat similar expression to Acion: observance, and most importantly determination. This could also be the hero everyone needed, and he may be on his same path.

"I don't think we have properly met. My name is Acion Nakamiji. In the same class as Reina here. You are?"

@Aerandir @Riegal

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

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Acion did notice the blind girl tripping on a backpack. His instinct told him to lean for her to balance her, but he was a bit faraway for that. Fortunately, she was caught by someone's lap, which wasn't entirely a good thing for these two, since...a quite hilarious and perhaps embarrassing scene had been unraveled. The reason why Yukari turned red was unfamiliar to the winged boy.

Oh well, girl's stuff...

He would never understand.

Acion simply blocked his two eyes to keep his attention away, as he moved to an empty seat, pretty isolated from the rest of the class. He knew that he needed a quiet place, knowing the nature of that main character Kenichi and that energy ball Mamoru. Not that he had any bad impression about them, they were just annoying when he was trying to concentrate.

Not long after, the teacher arrived, introduced himself and quickly passed the syllabuses to each and every students in class. It was nothing out of the ordinary, and most of the rules were simply common senses. Nevertheless, it wouldn't hurt to skim through all of them. Arsenal then placed a few items onto the table in front of him. A revolver of some kind, and a blue ball-shaped energy grenade. Acion realized the latter item due to a combination of TV watching and his mother's teaching of practical knowledge, though he wasn't entirely sure nor was an expert in that regards. His mother was also a genius, capable of using a variety of equipment aside from her sword, and se made sure that her son would have to have at least a basic knowledge of these kind of things, so that even if he wouldn't use it in battle, he wouldn't be caught off-guard if somebody else used it.

A question was made: What is the thing in his hand? And Acion pretty much answered everything he knew, while his index finger pointing at the thing.

"From my perspective, it is an energy grenade, which does not follow the simple gunpowder mechanic, but rather uses some sort of pressured energy. Its uses are varied, though I do not know exactly what that grenade can do"

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

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'Thoughts'
"Spoken lines"

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Hero Gadgets, huh?...

In all honesty, it wouldn't be needed for his current position, but a necessary preparation for what was to come. Up until now, Acion had always been relying on quirks to deal with his opponents. Specifically, his ability to achieve air superiority was a little too important concerning his effectiveness. Relying on quirks wasn't entirely bad for a hero, but if the situation robbed away that ability to handle that quirk, one would not fare very well. And that was unacceptable for someone like Acion. Even in the direst of situations, one must be able to handle it well enough to revert to his or her specialty, or at least to something he could confidently tackle with. And that was why the winged boy here decided to take Hero Gear as his elective class. He was on his right way, the path to true professional heroism, to his great destiny. And adequate preparation only served to straighten the road there.

Nevertheless, Acion couldn't help but think. What sort of equipment would he learn to use? Perhaps using some sort of guns that shoots webs or maybe traps and other sort of things. But personal weaponries and gadgets might also be taught. On that regards, what sort of weapons would this flying angel fits best? A sword was his preference, since he insisted on increasing his close combat capability. But firearms also weren't bad. He had always been a long and mid-ranged fighter, so why not?

As he got there, he'd noticed that the class was empty. Well, nearly empty. There were four other who arrived before him, two of which he recognized. The pink haired girl, and that six-armed woman.

'So soon we meet again...'

Tarata. Or he was informed so.

She was indeed a hostile one. To Acion at least. But usually, the one born so doubtful or nervous of others might turned out to harbor very good characteristic. And in this hero's academy, harbored good heroic traits. Reina was one that he recently found. No doubt.

Acion casted her a quick glance at Dulga, then to Mamoru, before looking at the other two. A pair of youngsters. He had never met them before, nor he had seen them in his class. Perhaps they were from different class. Whether this was true or he was just being ignorant of his surroundings, Acion did not care. Where they came from did not matter. What mattered was what within these individuals. Assuming that those in Komei were indeed notable hero potentials, the winged boy addressed them.

"It occurs to me that we are in the same class. Elective of course. It would be great pleasure to be harvesting knowledge with you two. My name is Acion Nakamiji. A student in A-1."

@Lucius Cypher @Ryonara @Norschtalen @rechonq

Dear Gamer: Let's Seek Each Other Out

I'm still present and accounted for.

Friendly Neighborhood Heroes

Alan Walker

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So it was settled. That we were all gonna do this. Hopefully, it would end well for all of us. Hopefully...

XXX

"Alright..."

Preparation's completed. Or so...

It wasn't anything very significant anyway. Alan already had most of the gadgets that he needed: a laptop, an iPad, an iPhone, a mobile WiFi router and a bunch of wires for connections. Hardware stuff, he already had all of it at his house. Software, just a little bit of online orderings and he's good to go. He might need a gun for self-defense, so he bought a PPK, since it was light and has low recoil, perfect for a man like Alan.

Departing his house, Alan devised in mind the quick route to Ally's house, where the group was supposed to rendezvous there.

Let's see...

There were many routes there, despite not very far from his house. Generally, there were three main routes, the one through the beach, the one through downtown and the one passing through the railway station.

The beach, as he knew it, were full of thugs and bandits who were eyeing on tourists, and it was an open space, so it wasn't a good choice, especially when he was carrying so many expensive things inside of him. Furthermore, the beach route was longer than the other two, so that was crossed out obviously.

The train station...it was not a bad choice, due to the tighter security there. But since it was always crowded could hamper the security's vision, thus, allowing robbers and pickpockets to act freely. But there were roads that connected the train station to downtown, and many had shopping malls and hotels that also had there own respective security.

Downtown...again, it was not a bad choice, but security were loose. However, it was the shortest route, since Ally's home was nearby. But the chance of actually getting there without getting into trouble was much higher.

Alan made his mind almost immediately. The train station route was his best bet. There were many possible approaches to downtown, and his most viable was taking shortcuts through the shopping malls and buildings, where their respective security guards might be of help to him.

XXX

The trip was miraculously uneventful. Whether that was due to luck or Alan's proper planning was not known, perhaps somewhere in between. Still, he was fairly late, due to the fact that he was walking instead of driving. An old schooled kind of guy, but it gave him enough exercises he needed to compensate his sedentary lifestyle.

"My apologies." Alan said as he walked in, taking off his shoes, placed his backpack full of computer equipment onto the table, and unpacked it. Noticing that he wasn't bringing or wearing any sort of costume or uniform, and some were looking at him a bit for it, Alan simply replied.

"What, this is my costume. I don't need combat effective clothing. This is my most comfortable attire. Now let's get to work"

An Adventurer's Calling | [Full!]

Class: Dragoon

Hans Joachim

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So there's no return...

There's no way out of here. You cannot transport your consciousness, your soul out of this place. Even death wouldn't help, since you would just be revived. It's an endless loop.

Hans wondered if this really was his wish, to live another life for an eternity? This surely wasn't what he had in mind. Still, it was not bad, comparing to his former world. And the fact that he would be working together with a team made it easier. In theory, of course.

A small girl with ears soon handed Hans and the others a stone tablet that appeared to be quite old for his time, but befitting for the age. The setting of the town was pretty medieval after all.

Or not...

The tablet that appeared to be entirely ancient, suddenly glowed blue in light. And within it were data and charts of Hans himself, along with a very large number in the center, as according to Willow, indicating the team that he would be joining with. What sort of world is this? An uncomprehensive mix between technology and fantasy. Hans was more and more convinced that this was an RPG game rather than a normal world for living beings to spend their lives in. Also the fact that he also had parents here. Honestly, the mix did not go on well with each other, that it just didn't make sense.

Oh well, not the time to delve onto that. Let's see who is on his team.

Hans need not to go investigate, as one already spoke out: A black haired boy with a notable scar in his right eye. He was in team two, the same as Hans over here. The dragoon, or he was labelled so by the stone tablet, turned his tablet containing the number to the guy, saying.

"It appears that we are on the same boat. You seem competent. My name is Hans Joachim, you are?"

@Leaves

♦ A New Era ♦ - A My Hero Academia RP

ACION

AURELIA

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Acion listened to Kenichi's hush as he chuckled and replied.

"I want them to know their place in this world, where they belong: A pathetic bum. And if they are not going to figure it out by themselves, then your so called 'high-and-mightiest' will be of use. They will not be able to do any harm to us, because the teachers are coming to us soon. It's all in my calculation."

The moment he finished that sentence, he suddenly felt his own body weighing less and less on the ground, as he was lifted of all gravitational effects upon him. And in front of his eyes, the principal, who had given his class reviews on the previous combat session, bursted through the door, the countenance on his face a stark contrast to his expressions back in class. And it was not just himself who was lifted into the air, all the other students, including Roy, Kenichi, suffered the same fate.

Acion was surprised by the sudden entrance, but he wasn't in the position to be caught off-guard. He knew his sister would pull someone like the principal to deal with the situation. She was Komei's graduates after all. She knew everything around.

The winged boy had no problem stabilizing himself mid-air, but he figured that resisting would be an ill choice, especially the one standing in front of him was the Gravity Yarl. So he simply watched his rant and orders, as he let the group of students down afterwards. Acion had been expecting this. There's no way he would let things go unpunished. Somebody would be called, sooner or later.

Acion simply didn't care about it. This was too pointless for him to squander his attention any further. He didn't have much to do with it, aside from the small fact that he did try to provoke them at the end. He did admit getting a little bit carried away by the time, but part of it was justified. They deserved those words thrown at them. If he was called for it, his sister and Roy would be able to back him up, since he participated in resolving it. If he said anything about insulting, just admit it. If he committed wrongdoings, then why should he cover it? It wasn't too serious. He still had to learn.

Shaking his head as he moved past the cafeteria entrance, he was met with her sister, who was rushing back here in a hurry.

"Dear...Acion, are you alright?"

"I'm ok. At least it did not escalate into a full on fight that is."

"Geez, you worried me."

"You are the one who insist me on going there sister."

"No I did not! Well, I'm glad you are fine. So what are you going to do now?"

"Elective class. It's Hero Gear. Something I think is necessary for my destiny."

Aurelia's face frowned. However, she was in no position to be surprised over it. He's always that way.

"Well, get yourself a go now. I'll be departing soon." She said.

"Wait, so you're leaving now?"

The Sky Defender, or Acion's dearest sister, simply smiled lightly at her brother's clueless expression. He clearly didn't want her to go.

"I have to. The sky needs my wings."

Seeing that he was being much less of a foolish religious follower and a god role player, more of a little brother who desired more than anything to spend times with his family really worth a smile. She returned his expression with a touch of palms.

"I'll not be far away anymore, Acion. Believe me. You can assure yourself that I will be above you. Always. Keep that in mind, train hard, and one day you'll be a true Sky Knight. Perhaps...the Sky Interceptor maybe?" She giggled at the reference that she made herself. Boy she really loved that series.

"A Sky Knight..." Acion gave a thought on that. It wasn't what he thought God would bestow upon him. But still, being a Sky Knight...it wasn't so bad. All in all it was still a heroes group, doing heroic deeds. And besides...

"I'll keep that in mind. He replied. "But my name won't be Sky Interceptor. It is and will always be Arch Angel."

Oh god...

Perhaps he should fix that above everything else before he could be admitted into Sky Knight

"I get it... She said with a deep sigh. "Well, I'll see you around...little bro." After finishing that, she turned to walk out of the cafeteria, her pace quickened, but not before Acion said his own goodbye, with a smile, and a hand wave.

'We'll meet again soon, right?'

He left the cafeteria with that in mind.

'Now what's next? Hero Gear? Let's embark.'

With the box of armor he picked up earlier after the principal's rage, he paced out of the cafeteria as well, getting himself ready for the next class.

@Zeroth

An Adventurer's Calling | [Full!]

Class: Dragoon

Hans Joachim

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Hans simply watched everything unravel in silence, paying specific close attention to Willow's explanation. And above else, he came to witness how some of these people here couldn't really accept their fate. On the other hand, Hans was more tolerant to such explanation. Who can say why, but his memories are not lost so easily, unlike so many others here. He didn't even need to see the video tape depicting his demise to be reminded of it.

Hans also remained out of the commotions. There was no need to remain in it. He was too violent and aggressive to argue with logically. Instead, he simply contemplated on what was going on. This place, this world, according to Willow, was simply a huge RPG game, but with less computers and stuff. And to the legends of that 'thing' he saw before dying, this was a place where his inner most desire were fulfilled. A place where all was possible. True for most part. He did wish for another life, but not really this way.

The boy checked his sword and knife. So this was a real thing. Assuming everything Willow said was the truth, he would have to work himself to not die here. Well, death is as light as a feather now, but it's better to not die. But was he going to do it alone or with a team. That was the only question lingering in his mind now.

"Allow me to inquire. He addressed Willow. "Are we doing this, all of this, by ourselves or with a group?"

@Poi

An Adventurer's Calling | [Full!]

An ominous presence had filled his soul.

It existed in every people’s mind, yet only a few managed to witness its magnificence.

Legends said that only those shuddered by the current of time could see it. Those poor souls that were left in angst as blood and pain consumed them.

It is a promise of freedom

A glimpse of new world

A light stretching into oblivion

A shadow within mortal hearts

And once its sight met the eyes, one wish, deep within their souls, was fulfilled. One that brought them in front of its powerful presence.

Life…

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Class: Dragoon

Hans Joachim

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“Hmmgghh-uuaahh”

Hans’s head wasn’t in its good state as he groaned. There were things that were amissed in his memories. It took him a few minutes to find it back. As his senses began to come online, once more, when he thought it never would, so was his memories.

’Oh yeah…’

The boy instantly shot his hand up, reaching for his nape. It was in contact with the ground, and in one piece. Apparently, he was lying on the ground, judging by the pressure applying on his back. The sun was radiating into his pale skin, the birds chirping, the wind blowing through each of his hair strands, as an ease and gentle way to wake up the young boy. His hearings became more and more clearly, and then his muscles began to move. The sound of people talking, the smell of lilacs somewhere around him. And then finally, Hans’s eyes shot open. To see the new world for the first time

”Hmmggh…is this my city?…No…”

He was still confused. Glancing around, to his surprise, he came to realize that some of the people around him weren’t human. There was a centaur of some kind, an elve, and even a birdman. Well, there were still humans in this place, but who knows if behind those human masks were some kind of angels, demons, wyverns or goats. Both physically and mentally.

Hans immediately checked himself, to see if he’d turned to some sort of wolfman or anything of the sort. It did not appear to apply to him, thankfully. And it appeared that he was given quite some items. A sword, a knife and armor. A voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts. A woman introduced herself as Willow, and invited him, and those around him who were as baffled as he did to some sort of picnic table. She also mentioned guild. Is this some sort of RPG game? But it did not really make sense. He remembered almost everything, everything up until the point when he saw that ominous thing. He remembered the split second when his neck snapped. He remembered that he…died. Then was this all a dream? Well, he’d find out soon.

As he ventured inside, he was met by that birdman he saw earlier, asking his thoughts on the subject.

”This? It was not bad, but I require an explanation. A clear one.”

Totally better than something like a prison or a claustrophobic room. That was usually the case when you wake up in an unfamiliar place, as seen in some movies. But they had a point when they said not to believe things like that.

Hans approached the table with some beverages offered to him. There weren’t anything in particular that did not suit his taste here, or in general, being the athlete he was. The only exception would be alcoholic drinks. The boy picked up the nearest drink there, which was green tea, while he tried to discover new functions of his new body. For some reasons, in his mind existed a new knowledge, a spell. Known to him as a speed enhancing spell, or simply by the self-explanatory name: ‘Overboost’. How convenient, given how he was already much faster than his peers back then. If this was some sort of game, then this might be his biggest strength.

@Mega Birb