FallenTrinity

Sci Fi Military Academy

@SheriffLlama

send me the CS please. Ill begin my character after work tomorrow

Evil Academia Squad

The Meet

Mission One

Interactions with @cloudystar,@sharksama, @Barioth, @Rune_Alchemist, @Wasted Ink and @Pirouette plus others (sorry if I forgot you)

After his introduction of himself went unnoticed he simply "tch"ed and continued on, hoping Kingfish would help him. That was until Ghost mentioned something going on above ground, something involving gangsters? His curiosity was peeked and he made his way over to the tv. Gi's eyes widened when he saw who it was.

"Shit! Tch.."

With that he pivoted on his heels and dashed up to the ladder and began his climb. He was moving fast, even for climbing he moved in nearly a blur.

'Dammit bud, you better be ok...' he thought to him self before he made it to the recruiting room and then up the second ladder that lead to the street. Gi pushed through the hatch and onto the street, rolling out of the way of a car just in the nick of time. Gi soon made it to his feet and dashed off, not even noticing that his buddy had walked passed him on the opposite side of the street before taking leave down a side alley, disappearing behind a door marked MAINTENANCE ONLY. He ran down the street, passing driver after driver at high speeds until he reached the scene, dipping behind one of his buddy's cars as a bullet barely grazed his cheek.

Gi!? WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN! Exclaimed a worried member of the his Yakuza group.

"Been busy...That letter was no joke. I think I'm going to see if they're interested in joining us but for now-" He leaned to the side of the car towards the police, as he drew out one of his smaller bootknife blades from the sheath on his chest.

"-I'm going to take car of them." In a moment his eyes spun red and he dashed out from behind the car and began his assault on the officers.

The Depths Of Hell - No Longer Accepting!

Chapter One: Artifact

Interacting with @Spinosaurus@Vashonn

His eyes were closed but he had been mouthing something.

"What do you see in the dark...When the demons come for you...ba dumdum da dum He was tapping the dashboard of the van to Godsmack's Release the Demons, an ironic thing to listen to all things considering. Of course, they were all in blissful ignorance of what was to come. Then the car lurched forward, shocking Sabastian out of his little zone.

Jesus Jake! Who taught you how to drive dude? He looked over with a grin. He glanced back to the rest with cerulean eyes, his white hair just tempting to fall over them. Anyone dead back there? Who votes for me to drive back, raise your hand. He asked, raising his own. The white haired boy looked out to their destination. It was quite the view, and a bit chilly to boot. But nonetheless he hoped out the car and went to the side, opening the door for everyone in the back, but specifically those two.

"M'ladies...after you!" He held out his hands, offering the two of them one of his own. Someone else had started to move but he spoke up. "Ladies first." Of course, he had been drinking a little bit. His coffee, which was still in the cup holder, had a bit of an Irish kick. Dark roast with 4 Splenda, Bailey's Irish Crème and a shot of Kaluha Coffee Liquor, complements of Wawa.

"So uhhhh...Who's going to race me to the top?

One Piece ------ A Pirate's Life for Me------

Malthael Marcus Levi

Save your introductions, I don't care

Name:
Malthael Marcus Levi

Alias:
Humming Bird

Appearance: He stands somewhere around 5'9" - 5'10". His usual attire is shown in the picture but underneath is what causes some to cringe. Upon his body are dozens and dozens of scars. Many from swords with a few gunshot wounds for an added touch but the two most prominent are the massive scar that runs from his right collar down to the left side of his waist and the other over his right metallic eye. In fact, he has managed to make that metallic eye useful. With the smallest of cog wheels, clockwork and a few other things, he made his own bionic eye. The red shirt is a reminder of where he came from. The Wings of freedom on both the back of the shirt and the sleeve are tribute to his father's vessel, Lens Mira

Age:
28

Position on the Ship:
Shipwright

Personality:
To those who don't know him he is very calm almost borderline lazy, at least at a glance. But quite the opposite. Usually behind that lackadaisical look he is focused, brainstorming new ideas for inventions to not only better himself but the crew as well, or eyeing up his opponent, or quite possibly undressing the women around him (a closet perv so-to-speak). He is easy going in communications, able to look passed the attitudes of people in order to better understand them. It is when combat arises that people can see his tactical and technical side. He prefers to keep things short, sweet and to the point in those situations, finding most who prefer introductions to be quite annoying. Outside of the battlefield, he takes pride in his inventions and swordplay, finding those who don't appreciate the time and effort in what he makes annoying and ungrateful.

Background:
He is a wanted criminal, at least deemed so by the Marines back when he sailed under his father, Captain Levi Barbosa of the Lens Mira, a large yet fast battleship who flies the Wings of Freedom. No one has heard much about this ship as of late, seemingly it would appear it has become nothing more than a ghost ship. The marines have managed to create a wanted poster of Marcus when he ran under the moniker, Leviathan.

Weapons/ Items:
Tempest MkV: This piece of engineering is one of Marcus' first inventions. Allowing the ability of quick maneuvering, high velocity turns both on the ground and in the air, it is quite the versatile weapon contraption. In its chambers holds 10 detachable hand forged blades.

Third Eye: It technically fits its name considering he is technically missing an eye thanks to a large blade. This was his second creation and his second most prize possession. It is designed in a way that it assists him in his high speed maneuvering by way of high shutter speed.

He has other smaller things like smoke grenades and wrist blades but doesn't usually need them, not to imply he does not keep them on his person just in case.

Abilities:
Skilled Swordsman: As well as inventing at such a young age, he was trained in swordsman ship at a young age, and soon enough dual weapon later on.

Inventor: Inventing since he was 5, he has created many things that he uses on the ship and off the ship, most of the tools he has created has been to benefit the ships hull and integrity but he is not limited to just defensive and technical inventions.

Situational awareness: He has been fighting since he was young and in many situations in many different environments so it is of no surprise he is quick thinking when it comes to combat or tense situations.

Reflexes: Due to the nature of his sword technique, the ability to react quick enough for the turns and sudden changes of position is dire. With time, he has acquired this necessary trait in order to use his equipment effectively.
Techniques:
Tempest Blade Dance: This is his primary fighting style, relying on his maneuver gear to zip around opponents

Buzzsaw: This Technique at first requires height, momentum and rotation. Height is key, he must be high enough in order to begin building up the high speed rotations and on the descent down, if his revolutions exceed the needed amount and the momentum was consistent, when he lands he will take off in the direction he was aiming with his blades leading the way. He can turn in this technique by simply leaning in the direction he wants to go.

Cyclone: This is similar to the buzzsaw technique but in a more horizontal path. Planting his anchoring mechanisms in the ground or in a structure behind his opponent, he quickly reels himself in while at the same time propelling himself forward. he releases one of the anchors, allowing him to twist to the side, his canister expels built up gas in the other direction, allowing him to begin his spin.

Other:
He is a drinker and a smoker. When not working on the ship or his inventions, he stands near the bow of the boat, overlooking the sea and its natural beauty.

The Depths Of Hell - No Longer Accepting!

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I hate you both.

@Emuxe

no need to get heated. @Vashonn ignited the whole thing. :/ xD

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@Arkaotic

I'm only yanking Yer chain. I used that pic for a Hero Academia Rp.

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This is gonna be one hella party!

(god just make it stop)

@Vashonn

No, let your fiery passion burn through.

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Name: Alexander Corvus
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance:


Sin: Pride
Personality: Counted among the Nobility of Great Britain, Alexander can often come across as condescending but always prides himself for his formal social niceties. Although like anyone he can fall prey to emotions, he maintains them behind a mask of cool expression, as all things in his life must be controlled. On occasion, some OCD tenencies can be seen if you watch him long enough. Whether that be straightening a crinkle out of his suit or adjusting a book on a shelf, he's never been able to get rid of it.

Fears: Worthlessness, mediocrity.

Biography: Raised as a young Viscount of Great Britain, Alexander grew a genius far excelling his tutors and teachers. Whether this was due to a lack of family involvement in his life as even from a child he knew more of his nanny than he did his father (His mother having passed away during childbirth). Or maybe it was due to his confinement from the outside world apart from structured events that lead to his academic mind. In either case, his intelligence bloomed. From law to commerce, Psychology to Physics. Alexander read textbooks like novels. Eventually not even his father's libraries could contain him. He needed the outside world, he needed to expand beyond these blasted walls and converse with more than gentile, obedient servers and snivelling businessmen. So he packed his bags, grabbed his passport and left for america. None of the staff could physically stop him and his father was, as always, away for business. And so with a near endless credit card and academic record of achievement a little ridiculous, he picked a college and went to see what this land of opportunity would offer, be damned what his father thought when he found out.

@Arkaotic

wonder how many people have used that picture already lol

Kosei Academy

@FallenTrinityGod, what a negative reaction. Pretty sure @Skepic has a super low valence.

@Jedly

I was hoping Skepic would be a little more ex-static about these puns. No, Skepic finds them revolting. Funny, wire we still making these? I mean, there is an ample amount of jokes. We should invite'em into the little circle and alternate turns for puns. Hopefully he doesn't put up much resistance. *giddy giggle*

Kosei Academy

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As a representative of Anneli's law team, I am legally obligated to tell you that you both are just the worst.

Also the school is being sued.

@Skepic

Ohm my god! Watt did we even do? You know...Go ahead...sue us... you conduit. Just charge the expenses to my account. xD