Fabricant451

Power Rangers: The Next Generation {INVITE ONLY}

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If Kiara's eyes had rolled any harder they would have been on the ground by now. It wasn't the juvenile delinquent officer that had Kiara so immediately skeptical; he was just doing his job. It was a shitty job, yes, but he was every bit as stuck on this weekend as the juveniles. It was her supposed character builders in arms that had Kiara damn near doubled over in laughter and blatant disbelief. Surely they weren't serious, right? They must have been Angel Grove High students, only they could be so pointedly arrogant for no real reason. She glanced at the others in kind when they spoke, a subtle glance with narrowed eyes as they told her, through body language or verbal, everything she needed to know.

There was the strong silent type, that being the male who didn't talk - if Kiara had to guess she'd assume he just wanted to be done with this and then go throw Frisbee in the park or something equally stupid. He definitely didn't stand out, which was probably more to his favor. He might well have understood what Kiara already had: none of these people were friends. Kiara was only going to see them for four hours one day for a month and then they'd never see each other again. Why try to make 'nice'.

There was Ms. Attitude who thought she was the alpha in this pack. That would have made Kiara smile if it wasn't so obvious. The dog who barked the loudest was the bitch that backed down. Anyone who wore a leather vest to manual labor was either trying to act like a boss bitch without actually being one, or else they were into some fucked up kinky shit. It stopped being a fashion statement in the late nineties and someone clearly didn't get the memo. Kiara would take her down first in a fight not because she was a threat, but because she would go down easily.

While Kiara was thinking of going down, she had to admit that the volunteer definitely looked good in a skirt. It was a shame they were given pokers but then, Kiara figured volunteer girl over there wasn't the type to bend forward to pick something up unless she was trying to seduce a teacher to get her out of a failing grade. Which was a shame as Kiara was curious if the pink was just the skirt. It was a shame that a good pair of legs went to a personality that, even from the brief introduction, Kiara knew was foul. Leather vest had it wrong. Volunteer wasn't a princess. She was a priss-ass. And that was worse. Kiara still would.

The other boy was trying a bit too hard there. So much so that Kiara assumed it was a failed attempt at lightening the mood. Everyone was going to call him Chris now, be it out of spite or because Christian didn't roll off the tongue as easily. She didn't care what he did but he didn't seem like he could hurt a fly let alone another person which really watered down his threat. If she had to guess? This was the first time a girl was even talking to him, and even then it was easier to say that girls were talking around him. If leather vest was all talk, then this dude was even more harmless.

The odd woman out was the blonde and not because she was blonde but because she was...genuine. Kiara didn't know or care if the others noticed, but Peyton didn't belong here based solely on the fact that she wasn't trying to intimidate or be a bitch, she was genuinely trying to make the best of a situation that probably stained her otherwise spotless record. In other words, Peyton was a good girl who didn't go bad but now had to be stuck with 'bad' girls who weren't good. Out of everyone there, Kiara only felt bad for the blondie. Priss-ass was trying to show how much better she was for deigning to do community service, silent surfer bro was like a caveman trying to understand tools, leather vest was all talk, and guy number two was probably going to rub one out to the fact that four girls looked at him for a hot second. But Blondie? She was trying and Kiara hoped that this month long affair wouldn't ruin her.

Kiara, who had said nothing so far, half expected the others to look her way for an introduction, but it wouldn't come. Once the others had spoken, and even then she had started beforehand, she was already poking at garbage and dropping it into her bag. She didn't know these people, they didn't go to her school so what difference did it make if they knew her name or not? The only thing that mattered was that her orange vest didn't clash with her pants. Unfortunately, it did clash with her shirt but at least it wasn't leather.

Kiara was operating on a very specific policy: if they didn't talk to her, she wasn't going to talk to them. They were no different than the garbage she was putting in the bag.

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The Long Night | Medieval Fantasy

Sabine Morrick

<"What harm has ever come from trusting strangers in taverns?">:

Name: Sabine Morrick
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Class: Pirate
Country of Origin: Tenebroux

Weapons: -An axe not all dissimilar to naval boarding axes, albeit not nearly as polished. The handle and shaft is of a fine wood and the curved blade has a fine sharpness. It's heftier than a hatchet but light enough to be used effectively with one hand.
-A cloth sack tucked away in her inn room. Its contents are a somewhat worn brocade jacket and leather trousers and gloves.
-A pouch with coins always affixed to her waist. Not exactly a weapon but almost as useful as one.

Appearance:

Under The Radar Reference

Sabine's most striking feature is her ash blonde hair which she has let grow long enough to where she fixes it in a ponytail. Her face has rather soft features, save for her rather sharp jawline and the steely ice-blue of her eyes. Surprising for a woman of her age she has a somewhat stocky build to her though the musculature is obscured by her present day-to-day attire of cloth and woolen clothing. Her arm strength, enough to use her axe without difficulty, doesn't betray her otherwise unmistakably feminine curves in her plainclothes. Always hidden, be it by neckerchief or by hair or clothing, Sabine has an odd marking on the back of her neck that resembles a burn or a branding.

Personality:: Given the fact that Sabine has a very loose definition of morals it's almost shocking how personable and polite she is around most company. Charismatic comes to mind after a single conversation with Sabine, and given her habit of using words to quell a situation or to turn one to her advantage, it's easy to see why she has a bit of a captivating presence. Of course, the ones with the silver tongues happen to often be the biggest liars and Sabine is no exception to that. While she would certainly prefer to use bribes or deals to her advantage, she's seen enough of the world to know that when diplomacy and negotiation fails that the only other option is to make sure the other guy isn't in any position to fight back. Her coin purse might be tight but her morals certainly aren't, and in a fight Sabine doesn't give her opponent the time to strike first and mercy is not a concept that enters the equation. Why should she show mercy in a fight when they wouldn't show her the same?

Short Biography: Sabine Morrick was once a romanticist who dreamed of a life of adventure and exploration which she attributed to her father primarily. Her father was a simple man. A fisherman by trade who sold the day's catches at market and used the profits for a bit of fun with the wench population. Sabine couldn't begin to guess which of Tenebroux's wenches had the misfortune of carrying her to term but she hoped she had the decency not to have any customers for that time. Sabine loved the sea and the breeze and salty spray it brought in every morning; as long as she could remember she wanted to join her father on a fishing excursion. He didn't want to bring her but Sabine had a knack for getting her way. She begged until he relented.

How fortunate that the first time Sabine and her father went fishing in their little boat that they would be met by pirates. It was hardly the ideal way to spend her twelfth birthday. They took Sabine and her father on board but there was little use for a plump fisherman other than chum for the sharks and he was promptly gutted and tossed overboard. Sabine, being a girl, could fetch a price for the right bidder and was kept aboard. It became clear that selling her wasn't exactly high on their priority list given that selling her too soon would mean an unknown time before they next even laid sights on a lass.

Sabine had a rather unpleasant three years with the pirates but it hardened her, for better and for worse. She assumed the worst they could do was make her watch as they murdered her father; she was wrong, but it only fueled her. Fortunes changed, somewhat, when Sabine struck back. One of the drunken crew members was easy enough to convince to get Sabine's hands free of the bindings, and from there it was as easy as taking his weapon and using it against him. She had thought this would lead to her own undoing but the Captain was somewhat impressed by the initiative shown. So much so that he offered Sabine a place on the crew, nothing glamorous, but it was better than being a prisoner. The crew objected but Sabine accepted.

The Captain grew somewhat fond of Sabine and while Sabine never saw the Captain as a father figure, she did use the opportunity to learn skills. Map reading. Sailing. How to fight like her life was on the line. The Captain was quite the teacher, but his greatest lesson was teaching Sabine how to command respect. The lessons lasted two years and Sabine learned soon enough that there was more to it than just 'fondness' with the Captain. Sabine took advantage of the Captain's fondness one evening and the Captain became the second life she took willingly. The rest of the crew was initially angered by this blatant act of mutiny, but Sabine learned her lessons well. Those who had a problem with her could either fall in line or fall on the edge of a blade.

Morrick's Mauraders was born that night and for six years the name 'Morrick' was infamous throughout Tenebroux for their ferocity and their raiding. When they raided a port they cut a bloody swath and took what they demanded - and not always just coins and food. Morrick, the Captain of these brigands, was always believed to be a man due to Sabine wearing long clothing and obscuring her face. When Morrick's Mauraders turned their sights to robbing Romeras' gold, or at least spreading the whispers that they had bigger sights in mind, the king had to intervene and the Mauraders were intercepted by the King's forces.

Sabine put the Captain's mantle on a different crew member and acted like a kidnapped victim in the hold when the soldiers boarded. It was a gamble, but given that Sabine stripped herself of the identity, it was believable. Using the name Sabine Bellacourt, she managed to be 'rescued' and used the chaos to escape. Any soldier worth a damn would have eventually found the brand on the back of her neck and she didn't want to take the chance. Sabine fled as far as Lutaire and has remained under the radar. People believe Morrick to be dead, and in some ways 'he' is.

Though she's been keeping a low profile, Sabine would be lying if she said she didn't still feel the call of adventure, wherever it might be. It's been two years since her supposed 'death' and it's about time for a revival. Assuming, of course, she can find a new sort of legacy.

Summary: An infamous former pirate escaping her own reputation.

Other: Is illiterate but is quite the navigator; fortunately she didn't need to know how to read words in order to read a map.

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You can't fuck Sae

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Right but Persona 3 also got a rhythm dancing game, 4 animated films, a spin-off Anime series and its full cast along with 4's were both in the spotlight in Persona Q. There is no universe in which that game is overlooked, not now at least. Is there a general opinion that 4 is better 3? Sort of, its not exactly unanimous, sort of like the community bitching over FF7 vs FF6.

P5 is critically acclaimed by users and critics alike, its treated like the anime Witcher 3, I'd have to scour the internet long and hard to find people bitching about it not being good cause its not like 4, thats a niche right there.

Is 4 the weakest out 3,4,5? I think so, but by like a pube hair. I guess when talking about underrated and overrated games, it just seems like nitpicking titles from the same series which are like 9.7 9.4 and 9.9 out of 10 seems kinda redundant.

@Dynamo Frokane

Persona 3 only got a dancing game because of Persona 4's, those Persona 3 recap movies? Came out after Persona 4's anime and was even teased in the theatrical release of Persona 4's anime movie. Every single piece of spin off media except for Trinity Soul can be followed back to Persona 4's explosive success. Persona 4 sold three times as much as Atlus expected and if it wasn't for Persona 4's runaway success then Persona 5's sales might not have been as good as they were.

Persona 5 is not treated like anime Witcher 3 (also that's a dumb comparison stop it), Persona 4 is. The argument for 4 vs 5 always boils down to personal preference, like which cast was better or which one had the weaker plot (5 for the former, 4 for the latter, natch) or people complaining that there's too much style or "Morgana won't let me leave" because they forgot all the times you were railroaded into sleeping in Persona 4 I guess.

I don't understand how you can't think Persona 4 can be overrated while also being a 9.0 game. Overrated doesn't mean bad.

But then Persona 5 has Futaba who is the worst so Persona 5 sucks now.

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I mean I prefer 3 to 4 but are people really giving 4 undue massive acclaim that 3 wasn't getting?

@Dynamo Frokane

Yes. 4 was many people's first Persona game. Persona 3 was still very niche in a very niche spin of franchise while Persona 4 was so widely regarded that it launched an anime, it held up the Vita for a few months, had a dancing game spin off, and its cast was the focal point of a fighting game spin off. Now of course the argument can be made that the fighting game is because of both Persona 4 and Persona 3 but the game was called Persona 4 Arena and it wasn't until the Super Turbo version that the rest of the P3 cast was thrown a bone and put in.

Persona 4 basically made Persona a more mainstream series (and no that isn't a bad thing) and even now it's not all that uncommon to hear someone be like "Yeah Persona 5 isn't Persona 4 so I didn't like it". The discussion on which cast is better happens all the time (spoiler alert: Persona 4 has the weakest cast) and that's always going to be a factor but for many, many people Persona 4 is the standard.

I'm not saying Persona 4 is bad, that's insane. But is it the weakest of the 3, 4, 5 'trilogy'? Yeah. Yeah it is.

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Persona 3 is underrated.

@Blondie

And Persona 4 is overrated.

It feels good to say the truth.

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Quite frankly I'm offended by all these casual scrubs polluting my high-society video game about flailing around excessively large swords, beating up dinosaurs, and kicking Cats in the head.

@tex

Yeah, it's like they don't even know what a _{checks notes on hand} Rattin is!

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I've always thought Monster hunter world was an overrated endeavor that tried to change way too much, way too fast. It's not a bad game, but it's certainly no masterpiece.

Funny though, because the entire Monster hunter series has become overrated as hell.

@tex

It's for normies now it sucks.

The Long Night | Medieval Fantasy

Sabine Morrick

<"What harm has ever come from trusting strangers in taverns?">:

Name: Sabine Morrick
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Class: Pirate
Country of Origin: Tenebroux

Weapons: -An axe not all dissimilar to naval boarding axes, albeit not nearly as polished. The handle and shaft is of a fine wood and the curved blade has a fine sharpness. It's heftier than a hatchet but light enough to be used effectively with one hand.
-A cloth sack tucked away in her inn room. Its contents are a somewhat worn brocade jacket and leather trousers and gloves.
-A pouch with coins always affixed to her waist. Not exactly a weapon but almost as useful as one.

Appearance:

Under The Radar Reference

Sabine's most striking feature is her ash blonde hair which she has let grow long enough to where she fixes it in a ponytail. Her face has rather soft features, save for her rather sharp jawline and the steely ice-blue of her eyes. Surprising for a woman of her age she has a somewhat stocky build to her though the musculature is obscured by her present day-to-day attire of cloth and woolen clothing. Her arm strength, enough to use her axe without difficulty, doesn't betray her otherwise unmistakably feminine curves in her plainclothes. Always hidden, be it by neckerchief or by hair or clothing, Sabine has an odd marking on the back of her neck that resembles a burn or a branding.

Personality:: Given the fact that Sabine has a very loose definition of morals it's almost shocking how personable and polite she is around most company. Charismatic comes to mind after a single conversation with Sabine, and given her habit of using words to quell a situation or to turn one to her advantage, it's easy to see why she has a bit of a captivating presence. Of course, the ones with the silver tongues happen to often be the biggest liars and Sabine is no exception to that. While she would certainly prefer to use bribes or deals to her advantage, she's seen enough of the world to know that when diplomacy and negotiation fails that the only other option is to make sure the other guy isn't in any position to fight back. Her coin purse might be tight but her morals certainly aren't, and in a fight Sabine doesn't give her opponent the time to strike first and mercy is not a concept that enters the equation. Why should she show mercy in a fight when they wouldn't show her the same?

Short Biography: Sabine Morrick was once a romanticist who dreamed of a life of adventure and exploration which she attributed to her father primarily. Her father was a simple man. A fisherman by trade who sold the day's catches at market and used the profits for a bit of fun with the wench population. Sabine couldn't begin to guess which of Tenebroux's wenches had the misfortune of carrying her to term but she hoped she had the decency not to have any customers for that time. Sabine loved the sea and the breeze and salty spray it brought in every morning; as long as she could remember she wanted to join her father on a fishing excursion. He didn't want to bring her but Sabine had a knack for getting her way. She begged until he relented.

How fortunate that the first time Sabine and her father went fishing in their little boat that they would be met by pirates. It was hardly the ideal way to spend her twelfth birthday. They took Sabine and her father on board but there was little use for a plump fisherman other than chum for the sharks and he was promptly gutted and tossed overboard. Sabine, being a girl, could fetch a price for the right bidder and was kept aboard. It became clear that selling her wasn't exactly high on their priority list given that selling her too soon would mean an unknown time before they next even laid sights on a lass.

Sabine had a rather unpleasant three years with the pirates but it hardened her, for better and for worse. She assumed the worst they could do was make her watch as they murdered her father; she was wrong, but it only fueled her. Fortunes changed, somewhat, when Sabine struck back. One of the drunken crew members was easy enough to convince to get Sabine's hands free of the bindings, and from there it was as easy as taking his weapon and using it against him. She had thought this would lead to her own undoing but the Captain was somewhat impressed by the initiative shown. So much so that he offered Sabine a place on the crew, nothing glamorous, but it was better than being a prisoner. The crew objected but Sabine accepted.

The Captain grew somewhat fond of Sabine and while Sabine never saw the Captain as a father figure, she did use the opportunity to learn skills. Map reading. Sailing. How to fight like her life was on the line. The Captain was quite the teacher, but his greatest lesson was teaching Sabine how to command respect. The lessons lasted two years and Sabine learned soon enough that there was more to it than just 'fondness' with the Captain. Sabine took advantage of the Captain's fondness one evening and the Captain became the second life she took willingly. The rest of the crew was initially angered by this blatant act of mutiny, but Sabine learned her lessons well. Those who had a problem with her could either fall in line or fall on the edge of a blade.

Morrick's Mauraders was born that night and for six years the name 'Morrick' was infamous throughout Tenebroux for their ferocity and their raiding. When they raided a port they cut a bloody swath and took what they demanded - and not always just coins and food. Morrick, the Captain of these brigands, was always believed to be a man due to Sabine wearing long clothing and obscuring her face. When Morrick's Mauraders turned their sights to robbing Romeras' gold, or at least spreading the whispers that they had bigger sights in mind, the king had to intervene and the Mauraders were intercepted by the King's forces.

Sabine put the Captain's mantle on a different crew member and acted like a kidnapped victim in the hold when the soldiers boarded. It was a gamble, but given that Sabine stripped herself of the identity, it was believable. Using the name Sabine Bellacourt, she managed to be 'rescued' and used the chaos to escape. Any soldier worth a damn would have eventually found the brand on the back of her neck and she didn't want to take the chance. Sabine fled as far as Lutaire and has remained under the radar. People believe Morrick to be dead, and in some ways 'he' is.

Though she's been keeping a low profile, Sabine would be lying if she said she didn't still feel the call of adventure, wherever it might be. It's been two years since her supposed 'death' and it's about time for a revival. Assuming, of course, she can find a new sort of legacy.

Summary: An infamous former pirate escaping her own reputation.

Other: Is illiterate but is quite the navigator; fortunately she didn't need to know how to read words in order to read a map.