DracoLunaris

Konosuba: This Wonderful World's Alternative Paradigm

This time the toad attacked in the manner she expected it too, its long young lashing out at her, but before the goblin could try and leap to the side she was dragged by her hammer instead. The red ring fortunately made her strong enough to hold on to the shaft, if she hadn’t had it she would surely have been gobbled up. The fact that she was dragged in the opposite direction to the one she was in the middle of trying to leap to was very confusing and so she was promptly plunged into the water again.

She rose from the water and stared bemused at her weapon for a moment. It was a piece of crap that should not suddenly be trying to magically save her life and Rita was not familiar enough with magic to think that someone else might have tried to pull it. Confused and rather worried about her weapons assistance she turned her attention by necessity back to the ugly toad that was already lining up another shot. It was little rough around the edges with that pike sticking out of it, but unfortunately her hammer seemed to have done little to the beast with her initial attempt, but she managed to see a way that she could do much more this time.

After all, when all you have is a hammer, every problem starts to look like a nail, and she saw a great big nail ripe for smacking.

Sprinting through the water as fast as her little legs could carry her and deftly hopping over a second tong grab she passed the beast’s side and leaped up in the air, swinging her tiny hammer full force into the end of the extruding pike’s shaft, driving it deeper into the beast, before landing behind the toad and driving a second strike towards the closest leg, aiming to hit a slightly more vulnerable area than the creatures thick skull. She’d like to see it try and jump and squash her with a broken leg.

As was traditional, she was screaming her little lungs out in a wordless and rather high pitched battle cry while doing all this.

After humans

I'll post tomorrow I think. then it will be time for the slums to suffer a zombie apocalypse and mutant meltdown.

The Crucible - Winner Take All

Sister Sophia

Location: the Park - ravine near the Hidden Settlement -> the Sky
interactions: drone @Lugubrious, also possibly visible to anyone looking up at the moment

"Seriously?"

She gives the drone the flattest of looks (not that it can be seen with her helmet in the way) as she stares at what the box has in it.

"SERIOUSLY?"

She threw her arms up in exasperation.

"your lucky I think spying on those bugs is a good idea! The fuck is that supposed to be, ugly jewelry?"

She said in a rage, possibly only to herself, before stomping off in a huff down to the cache to resupply. 5 minutes of reloading and careful refueling later she approached the drone once more, which was still hovering there holding the weird egg. On closer inspection it seemed to consist of a red material which had all the parts of a face in all the wrong places. With nowhere presently available to put it (the remaining pill was now squashed under a clip on her ammo belt) she tossed it over her shoulder to Gromory.

"I’ll deal with whatever that is when I get back. Every moment wasted is another that the Xenos get to make their vile plans unseen."

With the weird artifact unknowingly left in the lucky hands of her Emperor’s puppet, she ignited the jetpack’s thrusters and tried to take off. She immediately veered to the left as her tentacle arm throw of her learned center of mass, causing the woman to ram tendril first into the nearest tree.

After a string of curse words and 3 more attempts she managed to get herself stabilized in her flight again. Well, somewhat stabilized, she was still a wee bit wobbly. It was good enough and so she grabbed hold of the drone and rocketed skywards, up, up, past the treetops and into the sky. The pack wasn’t really made for this kind of maneuver, but the Adeptus Mechanicus’s creations still performed remarkably well. That is to say, she did not plummet to her anticlimactic death. They rose veer higher till they were level, though somewhat far away from, that giant bird like thing that hovered ominously above the city.

"Alright you Xenos scum, lets see what you're up too"

She engaged the binocular setting on her helmet's visor and zoomed in. Presumably the drone, whose camera was facing the great avian, did the same.

After humans

Roxanne Roth

Name: Roxanne Roth
Apparent Age: 30
Actual Age: 17
Height: 1.4 meters meters
Weight: 51 kg
Former Species: Human

Appearance

New Species: Tiefling
Height: 2 meters
Weight: 80 kg

Appearance

She has a pair of extremely extended arms that end up covered in a stonelike carapace, these limbs are incredibly strong but have relatively poor dexterity, this is compared with the smaller set which are quick and nimble yet have little strength at all. She has a long armored tail and birdlike legs that end in vicious talons. A ring of spiky horns radiate around her neck, serving no initial purpose but may be a channel for magic if she learns any.

Personality:
She is energetic, rebellious and full of that assurance that she will live forever that only the young have. She is an almost compulsive liar, generally trying to avoid giving away any info about herself or her nefarious activities.

Location: East party district near Club Nova, located close to the edge of the slums
Status: Punk Teen, Courier, Red Sun Gang Member

Secrets:
Unless you're in the know about the underworld, you don’t need to know she’s in a gang.
Addicted to Rush, a drug that massively heightens alertness and reaction times.
She’s killed someone before.

Assets:
Club Nova, her boss’s headquarters, is a den of debauchery and filled with all kinds of thing you need to run a gang.
Various small hideouts in the eastern slums. In fact she knows the east slums like the back of her hand, having been a gang's courier she's brought illegal goods to basically every criminal group that operates there.
Good deal of underworld connections via other teens in their organisations. She’s not going to get you into the syndicate or anything, but if you need drugs, guns, explosives or hackers she could have probably found you them before everything fell apart.

Possessions:

bike

A tank tread based bike she stole once, capable of crossing rough terrain and slippery hazards withe ease. As an almost entirely mechanical system this should be capable of running even after the EPM. as a thief she know exactly how to lock this thing up so that someone else doesn’t steal it off her. It was a bit big for her, now it’s a bit small.

Wallet with some Cash, a Fake ID etc.
A nice hat.

Equipment:
Easily concealable Handgun
Headset for long and short ranged communications
Rush pills, that increase her reaction times for an hour. Coming down from these leaves her feeling groggy and sluggish. Small risk of heart attack.
Neckerchief used for identity concealment(a little pointless now) and it makes a poorly improvised air filter when necessary.

Story:
She was born into one of the many many working poor families that are crammed into the slums like sardines in a can. While her parents busted their asses of working in the factory district for meager pay she was left mostly to her own devices and quickly fell in with the wrong crowd. As it so often does loitering, graffiti and shoplifting turn to much more dangerous affairs as the youths got picked up by the local gang.

There she learned how to steal without being caught, how to brawl and shoot, how to avoid unwanted attention and how to intimidate people. It’s also where she got hooked on Rush. At first she was just some kid in the gang, an extra pair of eyes and fists, but she started climbing the ranks with her tenacity, quick wit and hands. She’s one of those people who the boss actually knows by name even if she isn’t one of his inner circle.

Her proudest achievement was nicking this sweet ass bike by sneaking into the middle class district and breaking into a garage and then riding it back to the slums, all without anyone noticing till it was way too late. It was like a little syndicate heist, in their mind at least, her sneaking out, one friend keeping watch and a script kiddie they ‘asked’ to help disengaging the electronic security and cameras.

With her new ride she became something of a Courier and messenger, bringing the boss’s goods and words to where they were needed when phone lines and third party deliveries couldn't be trusted. She was out on one such excursion when the event hit.

Boss

Name: Karzen
Apparent Age: 30
Actual Age: 40
Former Species: Human
Height: 65 Kg
Weight: 1.7 M
Appearance: Like a street tough playing businessman. The boss was bald, muscular, arms covered in tattoos and scars and with a grin like a shark, all while wearing a expensive suit, tie and shades.

New Species: Siren
Height: 2.2 M
Weight: 75 kg

Appearance:

A man with the head of a shark wearing an opera mask with bugg read eyes and a flowing pink mane of hair. His lungs can fill o an extreme capacity such that they escape from his chest cavity. He can use these impressive lungs to perform devastating sonic attacks. He is rather agile on his monkey like feet, however his weirdly shaped hands make operating machinery made for human hands rather awkward.

Personality: A man who is full of himself, though he has some right to be, he got to where he was by being supremely self confident. At least that is how he appears. The man is aware of hiss position and strengths, but is a master of convincing other to over or underestimate him as he sees fits.

While not wholly without compassion, he is generally ruthless with his enemies and tough with his allies. He has power and knows how to use it for the gain of himself and a closely picked few. Always looking for more ways to improve his standing in the criminal underworld and acquire more wealth.

Location: east party district
Status: boss of the Red Sun gang

Secrets: basically responsible for the deaths of everyone in club nova, is panicked shriek slaughtering his main men in his penthouse and his attempt to clear out the club floor of monsters causing massive collateral damage.
Debt to the syndicate. Not with money, got plenty of that but with favors.

Assets: Club Nova, personal and gang stashes, the loyalty of an unknown number of survivors.

Possessions and Equipment: generally carries a large decorated revolver, plenty of dosh and an encrypted smartphone

Story: A one time lowlife ganger, he climbed his way up the criminal ranks with charisma and a nerve of steel till he had a gang of his owns and a sweet club to call his own. Has aspirations of getting in with the syndicate, but was too local to the slums for them to really care.

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

@LetMeDoStuff

I quoted the wrong post. my bad.

Galaxy Of Monsters - Alien Monster Hunter RP

@Lmpkio
Are tactical nukes an option? Turn the planet into scorched glass and then land?

@Avanhelsing

considering that that is godzilla, your basically just feeding him with all that radioactive fallout. I recommend summoning a bigger fish, like Cthulhu, to stop him.

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

I have no idea why goggle docs did not catch that spelling mistake, seeing as PRGuild goes.

Also yeah at 100M your only going to hit stuff like super-heavy tanks reliably and even then only if there's no other prominent conducting surfaces in the way. basically 100M is in lab conditions, in the field there's probably going to be stuff in the way or stress induced miss aiming.

@Conscripts

the date thing was me being indecisive about her age and forgetting to update the date to the latest one. thanks for pointing it out.

I imagine if they both charge with her at the font suppressing the tank they might be able to improve the odds of getting his payload there with them both in one piece. will probably need a bunch of training and practice to make sure he doesn't get zapped and she doesn't get exploded.

<Snipped quote by ReusableSword>

Great, I'll accept that.

Only concern is the range. I'd imagine at 100m it would be nearly impossible to hit anyone, but as long as you can balance it, we'll be fit as a fiddle.

Also in your background you said "Natzis", it's actually Nazis. That's more of a nit-pick though. Move it into the Character Tab when you are ready!

@LetMeDoStuff

@Dynamo Frokane

I assumed the above was really met to be directed at me.

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

Zoyka Stepanovna

Zoyka Stepanovna

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Name
Zoyka Stepanovna

Age
20

Gender
F

Birth
Moscow - 12th of October, 1927

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Appearance

(nice coat and hat)

Personality

Zoyka is a stern woman who takes her duty very seriously. By no means humorless, as she is understanding that the troops need to vent every now and then, she would rather everyone took things with the gravitas they deserve. That being said she is perhaps a little too excited by the fact that she can shoot lightning from her hand.

She hides her inexperience with war well, a stoic expression and firm words acting as a facade of serenity that keeps her from succumbing to fear. She is liable to taking actions because they are brave rather than sensible for similar reasons. Her lack of military focused training somewhat compound this issue.

She is a firm believer in the communist ideology. The capitalist states of the world have failed, if, or rather when, the union pushes back the Axis powers, they will not stop at Berlin, nor Rome, nor Madrid and not even at Tokyo. They will keep going till the whole world is red.

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Support

Because of her tesla gauntlet she is unable to steady larger firearms without frying them and as a result she goes without them
She wields her Tokarev TT-32 in coordination with her gauntlet
x4 smoke grenades
Lots of gasoline

Experimental Gear
Tesla Gauntlet

A hand mounted lightning weapon worn as a glove by the user. The device is powered by an electric charge generator that the user wears on their back. It functions by spinning a large magnetic disk on their back, gradually building up electrical current that then flows to 6 exit points located on the glove.

This charge can fry small groups of soldiers with arcs of lightning, bust electronic equipment with ease and multiple blasts can cook a vehicle. With physical contact the generator can continuously pump energy into something, making it an effective cqc weapon. Constant discharge can be done in order to frighten and lightly wound the enemy in an area, letting it operate like a short ranged machine gun .

It has a number of disadvantages however

It has relatively short range of at maximum 100 M, with accuracy decreasing with distance
The device has almost an art to aiming it, the positioning and arrangement of the 6 discharge points can massively alter what the lightning hits.
The discharge is often attracted to large metal objects like tank barriers instead of the intended target.
Slow charge time, taking roughly 5 seconds to rev up enough charge to be useful at range and takes 20 to reach maximum capacity, at which point the shock must be released lest it overload the capacitors and potentially kill the user.
It is a really bad idea to have any friendlies in the arch of fire as it is incredibly difficult to selectively target the bolts.
She can’t use her left hand for anything while the device is charging as a result of minor imperfections causing electricity to leap from one discharge point to the other.

The generator is powered by gasoline which makes it a rather effective weapon to use behind enemy lines, as it can be resupplied by draining the fuel tanks of enemy or civilian vehicles.

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Background

Born in the newly minted capital city of the soviet union, she was spared the draft first by her gender and then by her father's position as a Political Commissar. From a young age she was deeply submerged in the Ideology and rhetoric of Communism by her mother she eagerly followed in her father's footsteps, registering as a communist as soon as she was able and attending the various political institutions necessary to take a roll like her father's.

Take that roll she did, getting assigned along the Moscow front so that she would be close to her father. She was supposed to be fairly far from the front lines she would often make excuses to visit the actual front to check on the troops and ensure their continued service through discipline, rousing words and listening to any reasonable difficulties they were offering that she could solve by speeding up the bureaucratic process.

It was about 2 months into her posting on the front that she saw combat for the first and so far last time. She had been up near the front lines talking to the troops when a surprise raid hit their position. In the report she was said to have rallied the troops with her communist spirit and was critical to the seeing of of the fascist scum, but in actuality it was a bloody and brutal affair, as war always is. Despite her inexperience in the actualities of war, she did not falter, that at least she could be proud of. She was less proud of the fact that one of the stormtroopers broke her arm with the butt of his rifle before a soldier gutted her attacker with his bayonet.

Her father, horrified as to how close she had come to death managed to convince someone higher up to transfer his wounded daughter far away from the front lines to a lonely research facility, where she was supposed ensure the loyalty and moral of the scientists. Really she just got in the way, chatted with the base guards and slowly waited for her arm to heal. It was there that she first got to see the Soviet research into Tesla weaponry. From massive defensive turrets to specialized tanks and ship guns, the facility looked for new ways to use electricity to drive back the Nazis. It was fascinating. Beautiful even.

She was one of the people who was at the initial testing of the Tesla gauntlet she would end up wearing. The actual test subject ended up panicking and frying himself. The test and program was going to be deemed a failure until stomped into the test chamber, saying something about the man doing it all wrong, donning the test weapon and promptly frying the targets.

It was a few weeks later when she was ordered to join the unit, for moral and ideological purity reasons, and was reunited with a less ram shackled version of the Tesla gauntlet


Experience

firearms training ongoing but infrequent
non combat roll on the Moscow front 2 months
Enemy raid on Moscow defensive position 1 hour
Family

Kalinin Stepanovna - Father [low level Political Commissioner on the moscow front]
Johana Stepanovna - mother[refugee in Krasnoyarsk]

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Theme Song

~ Squad 914: Beyond ~

so here is my kind of WIP submission. sorry that it's taken a while.

Zoyka Stepanovna

Zoyka Stepanovna

---

Name
Zoyka Stepanovna

Age
20

Gender
F

Birth
Moscow - 12th of October, 1929

---

Appearance
(nice coat and hat)

Personality
Zoyka is a stern woman who takes her duty very seriously. By no means humorless, as she is understanding that the troops need to vent every now and then, she would rather everyone took things with the gravitas they deserve. That being said she is perhaps a little too excited by the fact that she can shoot lightning from her hand.

She hides her inexperience with war well, a stoic expression and firm words acting as a facade of serenity that keeps her from succumbing to fear. She is liable to taking actions because they are brave rather than sensible for similar reasons. Her lack of military focused training somewhat compound this issue.

She is a firm believer in the communist ideology. The capitalist states of the world have failed, if, or rather when, the union pushes back the Axis powers, they will not stop at Berlin, nor Rome, nor Madrid and not even at Tokyo. They will keep going till the whole world is red.

---

Support
Because of her tesla gauntlet she is unable to steady larger firearms without frying them and as a result she goes without them
She wields her Tokarev TT-32 in coordination with her gauntlet
x4 smoke granades
Lots of gasoline

Experimental Gear
Tesla Gauntlet

A hand mounted lightning weapon worn as a glove by the user. The device is powered by an electric charge generator that the user wears on their back. It functions by spinning a large magnetic disk on their back, gradually building up electrical current that then flows to 6 exit points located on the glove.

This charge can fry small groups of soldiers with arcs of lightning, bust electronic equipment with ease and multiple blasts can cook a vehicle. With physical contact the generator can continuously pump energy into something, making it an effective cqc weapon. Constant discharge can be done in order to frighten and lightly wound the enemy in an area, letting it operate like a short ranged machine gun .

It has a number of disadvantages however

It has relatively short range of at maximum 100 M, with accuracy decreasing with distance
The device has almost an art to aiming it, the positioning and arrangement of the 6 discharge points can massively alter what the lightning hits.
The discharge is often attracted to large metal objects like tank barriers instead of the intended target.
Slow charge time, taking roughly 5 seconds to rev up enough charge to be useful at range and takes 20 to reach maximum capacity, at which point the shock must be released lest it overload the capacitors and potentially kill the user.
It is a really bad idea to have any friendlies in the arch of fire as it is incredibly difficult to selectively target the bolts.
She can’t use her left hand for anything while the device is charging as a result of minor imperfections causing electricity to leap from one dischage point to the other.

The generator is powered by gasoline which makes it a rather effective weapon to use behind enemy lines, as it can be resupplied by draining the fuel tanks of enemy or civilian vehicles.

---

Background
Born in the newly minted capital city of the soviet union, she was spared the draft first by her gender and then by her father's position as a Political Commissar. From a young age she was deeply submerged in the Ideology and rhetoric of Communism by her mother she eagerly followed in her father's footsteps, registering as a communist as soon as she was able and attending the various political institutions necessary to take a roll like her father's.

Take that roll she did, getting assigned along the moscow front so that she would be close to her father. She was supposed to be fairly far from the front lines she would often make excuses to visit the actual front to check on the troops and ensure their continued service through discipline, rousing words and listening to any reasonable difficulties they were offering that she could solve by speeding up the bureaucratic process.

It was about 2 months into her posting on the front that she saw combat for the first and so far last time. She had been up near the front lines talking to the troops when a surprise raid hit their position. In the report she was said to have rallied the troops with her communist spirit and was critical to the seeing of of the fascist scum, but in actuality it was a bloody and brutal affair, as war always is. Despite her inexperience in the actualities of war, she did not falter, that at least she could be proud of. She was less proud of the fact that one of the stormtroopers broke her arm with the butt of his rifle before a soldier gutted her attacker with his bayonet.

Her father, horrified as to how close she had come to death managed to convince someone higher up to transfer his wounded daughter far away from the front lines to a lonely research facility, where she was supposed ensure the loyalty and moral of the scientists. Really she just got in the way, chatted with the base guards and slowly waited for her arm to heal. It was there that she first got to see the Soviet research into tesla weaponry. From massive defensive turrets to specialized tanks and ship guns, the facility looked for new ways to use electricity to drive back the natzies. It was fascinating. Beautiful even.

She was one of the people who was at the initial testing of the tesla gauntlet she would end up wearing. The actual test subject ended up panicking and frying himself. The test and program was going to be deemed a failure until stomped into the test chamber, saying something about the man doing it all wrong, donning the test weapon and promptly frying the targets.

It was a few weeks later when she was ordered to join the unit, for moral and ideological purity reasons, and was reunited with a less ramshackled version of the tesla gauntlet

Experience
firearms training ongoing but infrequent
non combat roll on the Moscow front 2 months
Enemy raid on Moscow defensive position 1 hour
Family

Kalinin Stepanovna - Father [low level Political Commissioner on the moscow front]
Johana Stepanovna - mother[refugee in Krasnoyarsk]

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Theme Song

Galaxy Of Monsters - Alien Monster Hunter RP

I like giant monsters and horrendous beasts that I can kill by shooting at their bright yellow spots. And I guess the whole group shares this feeling or we wouldn't be here

@6slyboy6

I going to be stabbing the spots and maybe end up getting dragged after the beasts by a poorly timed harpoon, but on the whole, yes.