Roland was, quite simply, bored. This was utterly unacceptable. As the protagonist, it was his right, no his sacred duty to craft the most interesting and enjoyable story possible not just for himself but for everyone involved. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anyone anywhere after finishing his patrols of the school, and he considered a protagonist interacting solely with himself to be the height of bad taste in terms of crafting an enjoyable story! Therefore there was only one thing to do!
Roland climbed to the very top of the school's tallest school building and invoked his contract with the phoenix. Normally this had a number of uses, all related to flame and normally mostly good for heating things or fighting. This time however, Roland wanted to invoke a very, very special kind of fiery explosion. So summoning up the flames of his phoenix contract and tweaking them ever so slightly he filled both of his palms with power until they glowed blindingly.
Finally, when the concentrated fire in his palms had become a shining beacon on top of the building even during the day, he thrust his hands upward and let it shoot straight up into the air...where it exploded into a gigantic array of rainbow colored, incredibly noisy fireworks. The roar from all of them wasn't quite deafening or painful but it would almost certainly be heard throughout the entire school, even indoors. Furthermore the sky was now lit up with an array of bright and colorful burning flowers. Roland jumped down to the center clearing of the school where many of the buildings converged and yelled at the top of his voice.
"Any delinquents or criminals, come on out or I'll hunt you down to become ultimate boss of this school! Any lovestruck maidens or cherry boy's filled with strange new emotions, your reactions are perfectly natural and I embrace them! Anyone who's ever considered whether the power of friendship is real or not, wonder no longer, you've got a new best friend. I'm Roland Wright, and I officially call out every member of this school, regardless of what for!"
Things were often messy when one tried to force the activation of a flag, but stagnation and boredom were worse than death, after all.
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James is still fun to write.
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James stopped his tapping and his worrying and had to resist staring at this girl. After all, it wasn't every day that some haughty girl you meet on the street announces herself as the princess of an entire nation and the daughter of one of the most feared and well-known villains in the entire world. It was somewhat known that Doom had a daughter but if he thought the one person in the entire city of New York he'd happen to stop and help would be her he might have...no, if he was being honest with himself he'd probably have wound up helping her anyways even if common sense told him to run far, far away.
"Still a heck of a coincidence that I spend a whole year trying to get away from being a cape or whatever and the very first thing I do afterwards is sit down to lunch with Doctor Doom's daughter, What next, Rogers, take Darkseid to an all-you-can-eat pancake house?" talking to himself was a habit he'd never been able to break, though he'd often tried.
He turned back to Valeria again after his minor freakout. "Anyways um, I kinda know what you mean. My parents are always trying to force their expectations and plans on me too without even considering what I want and my father's...kind of a tough person to live up to, too."
That felt like kind of an understatement for James, although at least he knew well enough to take a bare minimum of effort not to mention his identity casually. Though come to think of it he wasn't sure if it mattered if people knew who Valeria was, since very few people would be willing to take advantage of the knowledge if it meant hurting the daughter of Doom.
"Still a heck of a coincidence that I spend a whole year trying to get away from being a cape or whatever and the very first thing I do afterwards is sit down to lunch with Doctor Doom's daughter, What next, Rogers, take Darkseid to an all-you-can-eat pancake house?" talking to himself was a habit he'd never been able to break, though he'd often tried.
He turned back to Valeria again after his minor freakout. "Anyways um, I kinda know what you mean. My parents are always trying to force their expectations and plans on me too without even considering what I want and my father's...kind of a tough person to live up to, too."
That felt like kind of an understatement for James, although at least he knew well enough to take a bare minimum of effort not to mention his identity casually. Though come to think of it he wasn't sure if it mattered if people knew who Valeria was, since very few people would be willing to take advantage of the knowledge if it meant hurting the daughter of Doom.
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James waited patiently to be seated and started flipping casually through a menu, trying to be both conversational and polite as he tried to think of what to order and waited for Valeria to do the same thing.
"So, if you don't mind my asking, miss, what brings you to New York City exactly? I used to live here for a while but I travel a lot and I'm...sort of on vacation myself, so it's nice to meet another traveler in such a big place."
He tapped on his menu thoughtfully, struggling to choose between his original goal of trying a hamburger and just ordering apple pie, the internal debate tearing his psyche apart on a massive level. He supposed he could order both, but then which order to have them in, and was it really a good idea to order dessert? What if an army of SHIELD operatives burst into the restaurant or some kind of superhuman attacked them while they were eating? Then he wouldn't get to enjoy his pie at all. Well, he supposed he could eat it while he fought off an army or two, but wouldn't that seem just a little lacking in humility? His dad probably wouldn't approve...but what if his dad were the one to show up, or if his mother was the one heading the SHIELD strike team? Would they think he was on a date with this bizarre girl?! He'd probably die of embarrassment at the misunderstanding before they could try and capture him. And what if-
James shook his head violently to try and clear his mind. Sometimes being trained and able to envision so many outcomes to any given situation was a lot more of a weakness than an asset.
"So, if you don't mind my asking, miss, what brings you to New York City exactly? I used to live here for a while but I travel a lot and I'm...sort of on vacation myself, so it's nice to meet another traveler in such a big place."
He tapped on his menu thoughtfully, struggling to choose between his original goal of trying a hamburger and just ordering apple pie, the internal debate tearing his psyche apart on a massive level. He supposed he could order both, but then which order to have them in, and was it really a good idea to order dessert? What if an army of SHIELD operatives burst into the restaurant or some kind of superhuman attacked them while they were eating? Then he wouldn't get to enjoy his pie at all. Well, he supposed he could eat it while he fought off an army or two, but wouldn't that seem just a little lacking in humility? His dad probably wouldn't approve...but what if his dad were the one to show up, or if his mother was the one heading the SHIELD strike team? Would they think he was on a date with this bizarre girl?! He'd probably die of embarrassment at the misunderstanding before they could try and capture him. And what if-
James shook his head violently to try and clear his mind. Sometimes being trained and able to envision so many outcomes to any given situation was a lot more of a weakness than an asset.
I'm not sure how well I'll be able to RP anymore. sorry guys.
Due to some personal circumstances, unless my situation is able to change I'll probably no longer be able to be a part of this RP, or any RPs at all for that matter. It's been a lot of fun hanging around with people here but it's becoming increasingly difficult to maintain it, so for the moment I'm withdrawing from this and all RPs until things improve. I've chosen to post in this thread in case I'm unable to post in the others afterwards, since for the most part it has other people in it involved in the other RPs I'm in who can mention it there if they want. Sorry and hope things change soon.
Jun nodded along with Toshiko's statement about multiple investigators working the scene of the crime
"Basic fieldwork is a detective's best friend, and a bunch of sets of eyes work better than just one or tw-."
Jun stopped and stared in amazement at the Daidouji Mansion as they drove up to it and parked. His own family had a sizable home before the disasterous murders that had caused him to come live with Toshiko had occurred, but it had been eastern styled and still a little more modest than the huge western Daidouji mansion rising up in front of him now. Not to mention even when he was living with his family, Jun had mostly been kept in isolation while he trained and studied yokai and onmyoudo.Besides all of that, living with Toshiko for so long had given Jun some perspective on exactly how fancy a place this was compared to his current living situation.
"Oooh! Toshiko-nee! Will we get to go in there to investigate, and and and d'you think they'll have maids? With snacks?" He faintly remembered there being house servants and snacks before the murders and the fire, but a western mansion might even mean Western snacks!
"Basic fieldwork is a detective's best friend, and a bunch of sets of eyes work better than just one or tw-."
Jun stopped and stared in amazement at the Daidouji Mansion as they drove up to it and parked. His own family had a sizable home before the disasterous murders that had caused him to come live with Toshiko had occurred, but it had been eastern styled and still a little more modest than the huge western Daidouji mansion rising up in front of him now. Not to mention even when he was living with his family, Jun had mostly been kept in isolation while he trained and studied yokai and onmyoudo.Besides all of that, living with Toshiko for so long had given Jun some perspective on exactly how fancy a place this was compared to his current living situation.
"Oooh! Toshiko-nee! Will we get to go in there to investigate, and and and d'you think they'll have maids? With snacks?" He faintly remembered there being house servants and snacks before the murders and the fire, but a western mansion might even mean Western snacks!
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"Right then, let's get going since there's no sense hanging around here!" Secretly part of James's eagerness to keep moving on was due to the superhero battling that seemed to be going on nearby. It wouldn't make very much sense to have spent a full year evading everyone only to get caught in the end like that. So he started walking through the streets while stopping only to check up on the map from time to time and make sure Valeria wouldn't get too lost and could keep up with him through crowds and traffic.
This was probably a good thing, as the routes he took to their destination involved a lot of direction changes and obscure turns. It didn't actually take very long to get to their destination this way, or at least not too much longer than it otherwise would have, but he had to make sure he weaved around areas where it was likely that anyone affiliated in any way with his parents or SHIELD might see him, not to mention that he was so used to dodging pursuit out of habit that he wasn't even conscious of doing it at times.
Still, they made fairly good time and he tried his best to make all the twisting and turning easy for the girl he was supposed to be guiding, and according to everything he'd heard, the place they were going to was pretty amazing in terms of their food, and not just for hamburgers.
"Sorry about all the direction changes, I wanted to make sure we avoided any heavy traffic and delays while we walked, but we're here now."
That was true, in a way. If SHIELD or worse yet an enemy organization had found him, James was pretty sure their would be a very sudden increase in crowds and traffic and, depending on who found them and what happened after, a very, very long delay. Naturally now that they were here, James briefly scanned the restaurant then held the door open for Valeria and let her walk in first. Partially because his father had taught him to ALWAYS be a gentleman, and partially so if any enemy took time to attack him now, she would be in a place with some relative cover.
This was probably a good thing, as the routes he took to their destination involved a lot of direction changes and obscure turns. It didn't actually take very long to get to their destination this way, or at least not too much longer than it otherwise would have, but he had to make sure he weaved around areas where it was likely that anyone affiliated in any way with his parents or SHIELD might see him, not to mention that he was so used to dodging pursuit out of habit that he wasn't even conscious of doing it at times.
Still, they made fairly good time and he tried his best to make all the twisting and turning easy for the girl he was supposed to be guiding, and according to everything he'd heard, the place they were going to was pretty amazing in terms of their food, and not just for hamburgers.
"Sorry about all the direction changes, I wanted to make sure we avoided any heavy traffic and delays while we walked, but we're here now."
That was true, in a way. If SHIELD or worse yet an enemy organization had found him, James was pretty sure their would be a very sudden increase in crowds and traffic and, depending on who found them and what happened after, a very, very long delay. Naturally now that they were here, James briefly scanned the restaurant then held the door open for Valeria and let her walk in first. Partially because his father had taught him to ALWAYS be a gentleman, and partially so if any enemy took time to attack him now, she would be in a place with some relative cover.
Name: Hoshino Mushuro otherwise known as Magical Ninja Brave Kumataro!
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Species: Ninja
Alignment: Good
Appearance: In his transformed state with a closeup on his bell collar transformation trinket
Powers and Abilities: Mushuro has martial arts skills at an adult level and physical capabilities at slightly superhuman levels thanks to constant training at his grandfather's dojo since the time he could walk. He also has training in stealth and ninjutsu, though he's not very good at either. Thanks to his ninjutsu-based magic he can channel elements into either attacks with his swords or a more powerful attack, though as he is young and inexperienced he needs to shout out the name of his technique and a short incantation before attacking, and in the case of the non-sword based moves, perform complex handsigns to focus his energy. It also requires the necessary elements to be on hand in large enough quantities to be usable. It should be noted that while his costume is materialized by his bell charm, Mushuro modified it from it's original appearance because, due to a training incident, he's under the mistaken belief that pandas are secretly ferocious and dangerous beasts feared by all.
Personality: Though in his civilian form Mushuro is a shy and cowardly crybaby, when he hides behind his costume he takes on the personality of the cool and sometimes hotblooded Magical Ninja Brave Kumataro! That is to say that at least behind the anonymity of his mask, Mushuro feels brave and confident like a hero, but outside of a fight he's a really nervous and confidence-lacking young kid. That said, he has almost no idea what's actually considered 'normal' in any sense, having trained and lived with his grandfather at their martial arts dojo for as long as he can remember. So while he is a nervous crybaby and will flail and panic in normal situations he goes into his ninja persona automatically in situations that are physically threatening, even if he later cries or freaks out about them.
Biography: Mushuro lives at his grandfather's dojo where he's been trained almost all his life in the ways of martial arts. He was never told his parents identities and lived as normal a life as was possible for a child whose daily routine consisted of learning as much about fighting and training as possible and regularly being expected to do things in the name of that training that most fully grown people wouldn't be expected to do, let alone small children.
Nevertheless, on his ninth birthday his grandfather gave him a small bell charm that used to belong to his mother saying that it would help him overcome his fears and become an even greater martial artist. Little did he know that the bell was actually an artifact of his mother, who was a member of an ancient ninja clan, tasked with protecting the world from evil. If Mushuro rings it two times and claps his hands together, he gains temporary access to his clan's ancient magic and ninjutsu techniques.
Now with the rise in evil organizations and monster attacks in the city, Mushuro finally has a reason to use his mother's odd little trinket, even though he knows virtually nothing about his family's past. Still, he's determined to fight for justice and hopefully someday, friendship!
just posted here in case OC acceptances start when I'm not around.
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Species: Ninja
Alignment: Good
Appearance: In his transformed state with a closeup on his bell collar transformation trinket
Powers and Abilities: Mushuro has martial arts skills at an adult level and physical capabilities at slightly superhuman levels thanks to constant training at his grandfather's dojo since the time he could walk. He also has training in stealth and ninjutsu, though he's not very good at either. Thanks to his ninjutsu-based magic he can channel elements into either attacks with his swords or a more powerful attack, though as he is young and inexperienced he needs to shout out the name of his technique and a short incantation before attacking, and in the case of the non-sword based moves, perform complex handsigns to focus his energy. It also requires the necessary elements to be on hand in large enough quantities to be usable. It should be noted that while his costume is materialized by his bell charm, Mushuro modified it from it's original appearance because, due to a training incident, he's under the mistaken belief that pandas are secretly ferocious and dangerous beasts feared by all.
Personality: Though in his civilian form Mushuro is a shy and cowardly crybaby, when he hides behind his costume he takes on the personality of the cool and sometimes hotblooded Magical Ninja Brave Kumataro! That is to say that at least behind the anonymity of his mask, Mushuro feels brave and confident like a hero, but outside of a fight he's a really nervous and confidence-lacking young kid. That said, he has almost no idea what's actually considered 'normal' in any sense, having trained and lived with his grandfather at their martial arts dojo for as long as he can remember. So while he is a nervous crybaby and will flail and panic in normal situations he goes into his ninja persona automatically in situations that are physically threatening, even if he later cries or freaks out about them.
Biography: Mushuro lives at his grandfather's dojo where he's been trained almost all his life in the ways of martial arts. He was never told his parents identities and lived as normal a life as was possible for a child whose daily routine consisted of learning as much about fighting and training as possible and regularly being expected to do things in the name of that training that most fully grown people wouldn't be expected to do, let alone small children.
Nevertheless, on his ninth birthday his grandfather gave him a small bell charm that used to belong to his mother saying that it would help him overcome his fears and become an even greater martial artist. Little did he know that the bell was actually an artifact of his mother, who was a member of an ancient ninja clan, tasked with protecting the world from evil. If Mushuro rings it two times and claps his hands together, he gains temporary access to his clan's ancient magic and ninjutsu techniques.
Now with the rise in evil organizations and monster attacks in the city, Mushuro finally has a reason to use his mother's odd little trinket, even though he knows virtually nothing about his family's past. Still, he's determined to fight for justice and hopefully someday, friendship!
just posted here in case OC acceptances start when I'm not around.
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James also picked up the sound of what to him was obviously a fight in the distance. But he hadn't been evading SHIELD, his parents and multiple groups of supervillians and heroes just to drop it because there was a super-powered fight going on in the city. Besides, this girl seemed to need his help and he was sure that whichever heroes were currently fighting would have the situation under control without his direct intervention, or at least that's what he hoped anyways.
"Don't worry miss! My information and sources are pretty reliable! I'm sure that one of these restaurants will work for you, and I'm fairly certain the food there won't be anywhere close to bad."
In fact he had risked quite a bit of exposure getting a hold of those recommendations, and if he stopped to think about it then helping this girl was probably risking his cover even further, but not helping someone out, especially if there was no one else who would, was something that would bother him all day long.
"Let's get going then, no sense waiting when there's food to be had right?"
James started walking towards the place on his list that was considered the nicest overall restaurant, though he did so slow enough that the girl could follow him or stop him if she had further objections.
"Don't worry miss! My information and sources are pretty reliable! I'm sure that one of these restaurants will work for you, and I'm fairly certain the food there won't be anywhere close to bad."
In fact he had risked quite a bit of exposure getting a hold of those recommendations, and if he stopped to think about it then helping this girl was probably risking his cover even further, but not helping someone out, especially if there was no one else who would, was something that would bother him all day long.
"Let's get going then, no sense waiting when there's food to be had right?"
James started walking towards the place on his list that was considered the nicest overall restaurant, though he did so slow enough that the girl could follow him or stop him if she had further objections.
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