FalloutJack

Dragon Ball: Universe Zero

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Yes. I'm going to let this RP be constantly taking in new characters. I want people to be able to come and go as they please.

As for your question, yes cybernetics can be a thing, but only for two reasons I would think. Basic cybernetics would be a cheaper fix for poorer people (the lower class if you will). A robot arm is cheaper than a genetically engineered human arm. Still, people with money, might look to cybernetics as a way to "upgrade" their body.

@Balthazar007

Hmmm. May or may not run the character in mind as being cyberneticised, then. Still, I'll drop something soon.

Dragon Ball: Universe Zero

Judging by the introduction, I can assume that you are still open and you can even wait for me to get through the convention I'm in before trying anything? I have certain interest, but I will not have immediate time, you see. I'll just leave this here with a question: Technology's grown to the point of curing severe inhabilitation (lost limbs) with ease, but do we still have cybernetics?

Also, Bal, quick fix: You meant Earth was saved from becoming uninhabitable.

NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

It's kind of ironic, in a funny way. She came into the mess area for a simple cup of morning tea and they were all preparing to go out to a full-on tea ceremony. She wasn't going, herself. Not only was it just not going to do when her tea was already at hand, but...Asagi had pretty much not been interested in the social event, overall. Her so-called relationship with people was largely professional. Friendly, but professional. Some traditions, she would embrace. Others, she would not. It was the way of things. Asagi got a proper greeting out of Chelsea and at least a wave out of Bykov. It's all good.

Besides...there was something else she could do.

As she drank her drink, Karine accessed the system once more and discovered that, yes, the training room was once more available. Someone had gone in there with a mop and a wheeled container for all the robot bits. Seohyung had been in there with his usual routine of trying to get himself killed and...it just wasn't worth it, was it? I'll show you what I mean. Finishing her drink, she set out to the same area that Seo had been in previously. You wouldn't even smell the blood. This place, though... It was more than a robot arena. I mean, there were - in fact - gonna be fighting robots in here, but it did more than that. Slipping on a pair of VR glasses, Asagi unlocked the full interactivity of the room. She could've synched her own eyes with the way the room worked, but...why mess with her own perceptions? Throwing off her coat and preparing her standard weapon loadout, she set the system and switched off a few features of her own hardware. When practicing, Asagi preferred to actually make sure her own skills were in decent shape, so she switched off her targeting reticles and vector pathing. You know, all that Robocop stuff that allowed her to automatically lock onto a target.

ACCESSING NSF TRAINING ROOM>>>>>

. . . . . DONE

NSF TRAINING ROOM

Please Select Battle Level:

"Level 40."

Select VR Environment:

"City, Evening."

Special Options?:

"Changable surroundings."

The room actually had pads that would push out and in to change the elevation of everything you were standing on or how much room you had to maneuver, making the environment that much more difficult. Karine preferred the challenge to keep her from getting sloppy on footing and such. From there, she setup a particular music mix and synched it to her earbuds. This was why Seohyung needed to stop killing himself the way he did, or at least use more guns. The sword is really a backup weapon. In full combat gear, plenty of ammo, the first song cued up, which was ironically one of the last songs, but that's what ya get for hitting Random. The countdown began and Asagi soon started her own training regiment. Right now, her settings made this place look like she was playing Super Hot, but time moved regardless of whether she did. Out came the combat machines, and she immediately opened fire moving, taking down several with her swift motions and an accuracy that was well-honed even when all her parts were made of flesh. That was the tragedy of Seo: Asagi was better while handicapped, and he was wasting his time trying to overperform when he was underprepared. Of course, she herself was not without failing, but what she didn't fail at was the job. It was the one thing she definitely wouldn't slip-up in.

No cure for random-ass circumstance...

Asagi ducked and rolled, and without even the coat in her way, had no limitation in movement as she fired into robots, or even slammed one into others. Even when one tried to point-blank her, she automatically snapped it away with disarmament training back in the force. All of this, and there was still a certain sadness in her. Even while disabling what were essentially cheat devices from training, there was the fact that she could also last longer than Seohyung, just because her arms and legs would simply not tire, and she couldn't make them respond thus. She'd outperform him on sheer stamina because she was barely using any, by comparison. Also, while his sword were impressive, she still knocked off a robot's head by hand with a well-placed kick.

So yeah, she'd be at this for a while, beating other people's scores.

NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

Her progress slowed as she reached the perimeter of the base. Security was going to have to check her ID and make sure she wasn't an imposter in a convincing Asagi suit, then confirm that there weren't any outstanding warrants for her capture on-file, followed by any suspicious activities that the people inside should be silently contacted about to confront her with. Nothing was going to come up, of course, and she was already logging into the base network with her cyber-eyes. The tech to do that was actually similar to how Stephen Hawking's computer control setup, as he was controlling his own utilities by the computer reading his eye movements. Similarly, and with a bit of voice action, Asagi interacted with wireless uplinks.

ACCESSING NSF NETWORK>>>>>

NAME: Asagi, Karine
PASSWORD: ********************

. . . . .DONE

National Security Force

Please choose from the options below:

Current Assignments
Case Files
Base Security <<<<<
NSF Personnel Files
Contact Information

LOADING. . . . .

Please choose from the options below:

Status Reports <<<<<
Surveilance
Equipment List
Evidence Locker
Cell Block

LOADING. . . . .

The main gates opened up as she was getting the full files on current developments, and she skimmed the reports as she coasted in and headed for her parking space at a much-lower speed. She had the concentration to park and read at roughly the same time, but if she wanted to hear the whole thing, she'd have the computer's audio voice read it back for her. It looked like...yes, the international appeal workers were in. Good for them. Well, if they worked, they worked, but then Asagi sighed as she saw the in-house casualty from a damn training exercise and shook her head. Still, she both was and wasn't keen on meeting the new blood, the reason being that while they needed new people, they would likely be new people, as in they might be inexperienced, or more jaded than she was, and that was a problem. Asagi herself could only be considered green at the beginning of her military career, and was pretty much professional by the time of the accident. Even if she were ever considered 'new' in the NSF, she was not new anymore. Not by a long shot.

Of course, I SHOULD see what their situation is like right now, just to be sure...

Aaand that's where she found Takai talking to Margo and Kazankova else was in the mess hall. Wait, was that a man, a woman, or in-between? Couldn't really tell. At least the tall girl was very obviously a tall girl. She didn't know them, of course. The files had been sent to her apartment, of course, but she'd been resting up from a recent case and hadn't been down at the base since. Some might say it was dangerous or unusual for her to be away from the safety OF said base, but Asagi needed time alone... Right now, it seemed time to meet the new crew and get acquainted, so anyone new would see this woman in the storm-gray longcoat coming and actually hitting the mess hall to get a relaxing tea. She'd already eaten, of course, but after officially being clocked in, she either wanted to be on the go soon on an assaignment or be able to relax and enjoy some hot tea, settling back into the workplace. She gave anyone present the business-like "Morning." and ordered, like there was no big deal.

NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

ASAGI

Breathe in...
Breathe out...
Breathe in...
Breathe out...

Heart-rate normal, nerve activity minimal. She lay in bed, sound asleep in her bedroom, head tilted off to one side. Never snores, no bad habits while asleep...except one. It's what the sensor was for. Karine Asagi did not live on the base. She preferred her own private life, in a secure apartment of her own design and furnishings. The asthetic was a mix of modern and classical, what with the wood-panel walls and a holographic fireplace, the old-style furniture and the flat-screen display on the wall. And that was just the sitting room. Her bedroom was a bit more normal, though there was kind of a mix of tool chests along with the dresser and nightstand, which in of itself was next to the vital sensor that she'd connected to her alarm clock. Asagi was asleep right now, but sadly that would not remain.

Breathe in...
Breathe out...
Breathe in...
Flinch.

Heart-rate and nervous activity increasing. It happened sometimes, and she hated it. Her breathing sped up, and her arm or her leg would twitch. Or, on a bad night, they would all do it. Karine was physically-suited to the NSF, and even if she had kept all of her flesh limbs, she would've been perfectly fine to continue even after everything that had changed there, but the fact of the matter is that she didn't... Her arms and legs had been robbed from her, as well as her eyes, and both the physical and mental trauma from that time - and indeed, even the instinctive reaction nowadays - led to moments of certain cognitive dissonance, the instinctual and the intellectual clashing hard. Her body was reaching out to flesh limbs, but these weird instruments were what kept answering, and that was sometimes jarring.

Breath quickened, nervous actions spiked.

The alarm went off, and her eyes - somewhat human-looking, but with the red iris of machine optics - snapped open. She said up, calming herself, forcing her limbs to stop twitching as her breathing settled once more. Another bad dream. Therapy had allowed her to get over the worst of it, but even still, you don't just shrug off the notion of some large industrial spider picking off and eating your prosthetics, then leaving you for dead as you flail around with ragged, useless stumps. If she didn't engage the safeties on her arms and legs every night, Karine would probably tear apart her own bed.

Won't bore you with the details of getting up. It boils down to coffee, food, news (nothing good), getting dressed in her preferred riding clothes - also acceptable as uniform, minus the logo'd materials - and heading outside. The home office hadn't called lately. Maybe they thought she was overworked, maybe they were still processing the job she did last time. She didn't know. When stuff like this happened with her, Asagi liked two things: One was biking, the other was getting a little more work in, and her current aim was to do both. So, she was going to go out for a drive...and check up on the folks indoors. In the garage was the locked-down Kawasaki Mirage, a fast-as-hell hybrid motorcycle that compacted and locked the wheels - while preparing to send an electric shock through anyone who touched it without the key to disable it - until the driver came to drive it. It was a storm-gray bike, like her longcoat, and as she revved that semi-electronic motor, Asagi felt alive again.

She headed off, already moving at high speed. Asagi was an excellent driver, even better with the coordination of cyberlimbs and eyes. She didn't want them, but she had them and she was gonna use them. So, even at speeds that were inner-city illegal, she was getting around with improbably-tight moves that only a character like Lupin the 3rd could pull off with his ridiculous skills. Make no mistake, she was a military operative, several years of experience coupled with technical knowledge and understanding, making her great NSF material, but she was going to indulge herself, and no one on this Earth was going to stop her. She drifted in and out of traffic, seemingly lost to the flow of it all, looking as though she were half-inclined to just take off, launch herself into the stratosphere. Sometimes she wondered...should she do it? Let herself fly? Never did, but there were just little moments like that where she felt inclined...

In any case, Asagi was checking up on the base and her current superiors.

~ Phantom Thieves of London: The Calling ~

Strangely enough, the guards did not notice a thing, or they didn't care. They weren't even in the room with the cells or the next room with all the dangerous implements of pursuasion, most of the time, unless they were working on some moaning someone-or-other. So, he had pretty much the time to himself to inspect his cell - nothing in it but a bunch - his weapons - they looked functional, at least - and of course the general surroundings. Honestly, there wasn't much to 'em. They were meant for unarmed people, and MAYBE he could do something with his weapons to get out of this cell, but what? Even if the bars were so-so in design, the door out of here was a proper door with a lock, and the door out of the torture room was similar to it. (He'd have noticed all that on the way in.) The guards had the frigging keys, and they didn't look like the type to be easily intimidated. Realistically, he might...he might...

He might have to wait to be tortured to make any sort of break for it.

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Bullets were annoying to the slimes, and Hakuro's slamming actions - while helpful - were not exactly doing much better. A harder recovery, but not by much. And worst of all, the bastards were multiplying on them, to the point where even as Alex shouted to the bird, Raven actively dove into the face of a slime, cawing and clawing at it, which was distracting as hell to it. Romani and Laurence pitched in, as well, but their progress was being hampered THAT FUCKING CLOSE to the finishing line as they were soon surrounded. And you'd think they'd be alright to go on, but a couple of the slimes flattened, and then launched up with fists on their heads to gut-check Hakuro and Laurence.

"Get out of our way!"

A bolt of energy actually shot out from the black bird, bursting the face of a slime, but another two moved in to take its place. In the meantime, Ava had been trying to calm herself to think about what Hakuro said, about the desperation of their need to defend themselves, but...but this wasn't working! It wasn't enough! There had to be something, somehow, some way! She couldn't stand this anymore! And then, a burst of energy released from her, one that was a little chaotic in nature. Hakuro and Alexander would hear voices in their heads. For Alex, it was "No, it's too soon...", and Hakuro heard "She isn't ready yet.". Something arose from her, crying out. It was a feathery woman, a deity of some sort, and it was manifesting a terrible whirlwing!

"I've had enough of this! Stop attacking us! Stop chasing us! Just cut it out!!"

Ava cried out, both revealing the power they could all have and...showing that when one is not ready for it, one my suffer for it. She was grasping her head in pain as the whirlwind became stronger and stronger! Slimes flew everywhere, people were knocked towards the subway with force, and debris was just everywhere! In the confusion, Romani was knocked out when he hit a wall and Raven was blown clear into the subway area, Laurence almost falling down the stairs to try and catch her if he wasn't pulled back by Hakuro. However, both of them STILL fell over and were sprawled down a couple of them as Ava herself had been flung by the vortex.

Whatever the case, Alex was the first to see what happened next. They were safe-ish, and then...they kind of weren't.

Through the dust and the debris, a black hand rimmed in red grabbed the arm of the mythical being who hung in the air where Ava had been. On contact, Ava herself grunted in pain. The wind subsided...and they could see the large spherical creature standing there in all its hellish glory. It was black-and-red, its many eyes wide open as more arms came out of the mass and grabbed the Persona, which resisted in futility against overwhelming strength. Ava let out a choked scream, reacting as though SHE were the one being throttled by the thing...and pulled into its dense expanding mass.

"What the- It's killing her! How do we stop it!"

From the bottom of the stairs, Raven called out.

"Get everyone down here, NOW! The train is here! HURRY!!"

They couldn't do anything to that large mass of evil. Not a damn thing. It swallowed up the Persona, and Ava went limp, unconscious. They had to carry her AND pull Romani out of there, heading for the train. The...Velvet Train?! It was here?! The doors opened on cue and all of them would get in, where they would see...

"All aboard! Next stop- Oh, this is bad. Move aside!"

-Amari, who had started out in their usual chipper mood, but immediately got more serious as Ava was laid out before them. Heading to her side, the Velvet Room Attendant looked her over with both caution and determination, at once. Finally, Amari sighed in relief.

"She's okay. Or...she will be. Looks like you got her in here quick enough, saved her life."

"I think she just saved our lives. What happened?"

At this, Hakuro looked down.

"I told her that she had to concentrate, to think of something to help defend herself against these creatures. Alex has a gun, you're holding a machete, and I'm pretty sure I saw something in umm...Romani's? Yeah, that's Romani."

Romani was out-cold and had dropped his things, so he couldn't exactly confirm it right now, but he had been, yes.

"I mean, it made sense. Once I knew it could be done, once I pieced together what we'd heard up until now. I thought she'd bring a weapon to the table and help out. Instead, she called upon a creature or a spirit or something."

"She called her Persona, but it was too soon. She wasn't ready for it."

Those exact words. Those exact fucking words were in their heads...

"Wait, what's a Persona? Also, who are you?"

"That's... Well, that's Amari, but we met hiii...heruummm...them in...kind of a dream. I guess it wasn't really a dream. It's a long story."

"Yeah, a very long story. You're the ones who sent me, weren't you? You sent me to help people."

Amari nodded, but then said...

"I beg all your pardons, but I must attend to these two here. Master Igor can answer all of your questions, including about Shadows and the power you all witnessed."

The Attendant indicated further down the hall, which would be very familiar to Alex and Hakuro, less so but still somewhat to Raven, and not-at-all to Laurence. That, of course, led to that big-nosed bastard himself, Igor...and hopefully answers. Lots of answers.

~ Valkyria Chronicles - Changing of the Guard ~

It's worth mentioning that it's not as though the two Gunners had professed anny sort of binding declaration of affection. What they had was something, but as stated in the White Hart, all they knew was that it was something. Whether it was out of love or just a feeling of lonelyness and isolation, a void to be filled in a war where both their lives were in doubt, had yet to be determined.

This is a fairly-important distinction, as it was a heavy contributor to the fact that Lucia just blew them out of the water.

The initial strike caused the two of them to stop, with Isaac thinking 'What, what?' and Britta likewise going 'WHAT did she say?' in her head, while her face was starting to go red. This carried on further as Lucia kept talking rather casually about their impending marriage, causing Isaac to stare in shock and for Britta to choke as she was swallowing, which brought about a sudden coughing fit. Here they are, all going off to some serious combat and being mentally prepared for it, and just out of the blue she starts talking like...

I know we're fairly obvious at times, but DID YOU HAVE TO?!

NOW, he understood why Britta reacted the way she did to some of the things he said! And Jean? Not helping. Well, not entirely. His mouth disapproved, but his smile said otherwise. Well, at least he wasn't feeling terribly depressed. Lord knows the guy needed a break. Didn't realize his gun support was to be sacrificed to that. Oh well. The two of them recovered and managed to chuckle at this in the age-old practice of having a decent sense of humor. Though the whole thing caught them off-guard, it had to be admitted that they were awfully close and not partcularly cagey about it. There just wasn't anything committed officially to the whole thing. They DID share a glance and a brief smile. I mean, if the 'children' of this squad don't disapprove...can it be all that bad? Moving along, though, Jean asked them if they were ready for the day's work on this scummy morning misery.

"We are locked and loaded, Jean. Just another day in Edinburgh, for me."

"I'll bet you never had to stand in it for as long before being in the army."

"You would probably be right. The work doesn't exactly do well in the rain."

It was after this that Jean reminded them of what was coming, how tough it would be. They knew. That's why they prepared letters to their families ahead of time, and had Rikes send them to dispatch. They'd keep him a while and he would be out of immediate trouble, at least until he did something like break away. Might happen, but Isaac didn't know for sure. The Gunners both nodded.

"I know. We're prepared for this to get bad."

"We'll do our best to keep everyone alive, I promise."

That was when they all heard it. Not so much about Diana's declaration upon finding the group, but rather what followed after from Lucia. Good god, was everybody gonna get it from her?! Isaac was holding his mouth shut. Britta's expression was that of barely-held-in silent laughter. After the initial surprise bomb that Lucia had hit them with, they were having trouble keeping that one to themselves. The walking, talking morale booster was on a roll! Anyway, Jean took time now to check his rifle and such. Isaac and Britta had done that, so they had little more to do than stand around before things got started. They simply fell in line nearby when it seemed right, though not before. The rain was, after all, miserable, and they'd had to walk through it to get here.

Beholden to them now, looking upon their ranks, was a man they all knew and hated - Captain Grumpus - and another who was...not so well-known. He was older, moustached, and smiling. This, to Isaac, meant that he was an officer of some high rank who would not be joining them on the battlefield, where they would all get shot at in this heavy offensive to about the same degree as the enemy itself could expect. To wit, ALOT of gunfire. This was confirmed by his rousing speech about how this position was REALLY hard to take and that they should feel happy to go and take it. Some people cheered, but those who were under Middleton's thumb in the 15th were not so enthused. This was followed by Middleton stating that they had information on probably locations of the enemies forthcoming, only it could as much as not, so that basically made it useless. And then, he said that they were to try and capture any Imperial officers that they found - Good luck on that one. - and to kill them of they wouldn't cooperate.

And of course, he won't be leading because he gets the luxury of staying behind with this Major, and not have to deal with ANY of this. God dammit on a silver platter...

Soon, they would be charging into a town and...well, it wasn't going to be the same as open land, but it was still gonna be brutal. The only real advantage that they seemed to have here was that they now had experience in the field, where before they did not. But then, the Imperials had their damn machine gun cars and other things, for sure. They still didn't even know WHAT caused that explosion. This wasn't going to be easy... Middleton prepared to let off a whistle. Soldiers were preparing to let off some noise. It suddenly occurred to Isaac, 'Why the hell are we letting them know that we're about to charge?'. They could hear this, right? The Imperials had men with scoped rifles and binoculars, people who could see and hear them? Why were they helping the bastards with all this noise?

Still, the whistle was blown. The charge was sounded.

They began to move like a tide, each of those who shouted not realizing that the noise they made ALSO drowned out when they were getting shot at, or when someone could warn them about such things. Morale is one thing, but survival is another. The wolf does not bark. It only howls to reach the ears of another, farther off. This was a signal, but it was to the wrong recipient. Isaac and Britta got out there, moving with the rest of the charge, and once covers had been found, the two of them nodded at each other, and spread out. They were Gunners, supportive fire. They worked together, but they were suppose to be spread out to be more effective in their coverage of the troops. They too were making their way to the Cathedral, but they were going to make sure that nobody could just take them both out with a grenade or something. They checked for anybody poking their heads out of windows or rooftops, plinked 'em with a burst of gunfire if there was anyone, and moved on.

The Cathedral lay ahead, effectively a fortress and inappropriately used as such. Granted, it was built as a sanctuary to those in need, but this wasn't the same thing. And they were no less guilty of that act, as they would demonstrate as soon as they took it for themselves. There was, in fact, little chance to marvel at the wonderous human creation...before someone fired at them. Actually, it was several someones, which is why Isaac suddenly had to backpeddle so quickly into cover as he felt the presence of bullets lance into the ground near him, Britta immediately slamming her back against a wall, as she'd been more cautious. Isaac was on the ground, quickly inspecting his leg. He'd felt something zing across his leg. He'd been near some men, some who DID get hit, and he found that what actually got him was not from a bullet, but from a piece of the road chipping off and striking him. Then, he inspected another spot on his side that he'd felt something give and...that was a piece of his armor vest damaged, right there. It was on the edge, where it would soon meet flesh. That's why it stung as well, but not as badly as being gunshot. There was just a little blood from a graze is all.

Okay, Isaac. That was your first and last warning. Don't let that happen again.

Once that was sorted, though, Jean called out and Isaac brought out his machine gun and opened fire! He did what he often did with Britta, trading times to spray their bullets at the enemy, and on this occasion it was coming from different angles, so initially the riflemen at the church were probably taken off guard! If it had a gun or a head poking out, they were going to fire in, and they were gonna take that Cathedral!

NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

Karine Asagi

NAME>>>>>

Karine Asagi

NATIONALITY>>>>>

Japanese

AGE>>>>>

27

SEXUALITY>>>>>

Heterosexual

BIRTH>>>>>

10/1/2007 - Saitama

APPEARANCE>>>>>

The first thing to be noted is that, technically, the photograph is outdated. Asagi use to have a pair of blue eyes, but now her eyes are red and digital-looking, with a faint glow at times. She has short black hair and light skin, with the body of a well-maintained athlete. That is to say, before the change, she had had a well-maintained athletic body made for running, jumping, tumbling, and even squeezing into places, where possible. She's also a bit curved and well-formed, as well, but...she hasn't exactly been advertising that lately.

You see, Karine Asagi is a cyborg, but more importantly she is a cyborg not be choice, but rather as a necessary response to an incident that left her otherwise broken, physically and mentally. So, her eyes are cybertech implants, and so are her arms and legs. They tried to make them fit the shape of her body as much as possible, and therefore make them designed for speed and agility, but they still hit like a a length of rebar to the face if you're made of flesh. Unfortunately, they don't mimic the look of humanity, and therefore this woman's limbs are as black as the night, and they appear to be made double-jointed, and thus can bend both ways at will.

Asagi's work attire generally starts with a full-body combat suit that focuses on protecting the core while leaving the arms and legs able to flex and mmove properly. If it's gotta be a thing with the NFS sign on it, it's going to be dark and thus easy to sneak around in. The other thing about her work attire is that after that ensemble, she tends to have on a nice storm-gray longcoat for reasons of personal taste and storing stuff. She will, of course, employ stronger armor and a helmet as need-be, but in most cases, they won't be used.

As for casual, at no point will you see her in anything fancy. All her nights on the town are not going to be like that. If she's not directly offf work in the above attire, she's in a shirt and pants, preferrably jeans, and doesn't really vary. Always wears the best hiking/climbing boots. People who SEE Karine will notice that she lives more in her work, and not so much when she has extra time to think on her own. At that point, she's either waiting for something to interrupt her thoughts or going down a dark path, and that is often written on her face.

HEIGHT>>>>>

5'10"

PERSONALITY>>>>>

Aye, there's the rub. She's a nice gal, honestly, but things have gone wrong for her. Let's start from the top.

She began as a realist with a bit of optimism in her life as she entered the Japanese military at the minimum age (20), and by now has changed her views to something more cynical. In the beginning, Karine use to take pride in her work, yet remain in touch with family more. She performed with due diligence and has often been a morally-grounded person. That much has not changed, per se, but her attitude has. Her current self looks back upon her past self as a bit naive and too optimistic, believing that things will work out with just the right amount of footwork to a situation and perseverence.

The current Asagi believes that if the footwork isn't kicking ass with little mercy for the dangerous scum that cause no end of trouble, it really shouldn't be knee-deep in the shit that is this conflict. The incident that damaged her did more than physical damage. It crushed her, made her feel like she was no longer a human being, and that was BEFORE the prosthetics were installed. The incident, plus the dissonant feeling she sometimes gets from cybertechnology installed in her causes a Cyber-Psychosis, or a form of Phantom Limb Syndrome that applies strictly to the body freaking out when confronted with the foreign input of cyber-replacements. These incidents are mostly when she's feeling emotionally vulnerable or a trauma related to the incident is put to mind.

Because of this, Asagi really doesn't like free time, that much. She's thrown alot of herself into her work, believing that she isn't a proper human, but a rather ambulatory torso. She's also on a fairly-strict diet and exercise routine of sit-ups because a body that can't exercise and eats too much will bloat up while the cyber-limbs remain the same and do nothing for the burning of excess fat. This allows her to keep her figure, though...she's not giving much thought to that. Generally, any happiness Asagi feels is short-term because she doesn't believe she can be anything more than useful to those around her. Her moral fiber has remained fairly intact, as she will fight to prevent people from becoming like her, but she also has a darker side...like having no mercy towards the irredeemable, or torturing for information. In situations like that, she has ceased to care what people think.

The only good thing about all this is that if you have managed to get her respect, she's keeping it, and she still treats those in need and those who are fair to others fairly themselves. And...it's not like she can't crack a joke or smile. It's just that she has less to be happy about in her life.

PREVIOUS CAREERS>>>>>

Main Japanese Military

CURRENT ROLE>>>>>

Infiltration and Surgical Strike - NSF

EQUIPMENT>>>>>

NOTE: This is STANDARD equipment. Anything can be added or replaced.

Cyber-Eyes - Advanced tracking and targeting eyes with Head-Up Display (HUD), designed to see in normal and low-light, as well as switch to infrared. The HUD is mainly for pulling in other interactions, such as with cameras, recordings of actions, and especially targeting vectors for movement and gunplay.

Cyber-Limbs - Both arms and both legs. As stated, they are made more for better movement and flexibility (via the reverse-jointing and slender design) than strength, though a flesh target getting hit with one will STILL feel it. They are reinforced into the bones they attached to on Asagi's body and in fact link arm to arm and leg to leg across the body (under the skin and across the bone) in order to grant full use of what strength their is without risking the limb breaking off of the bone. (Fans of Ghost in the Shell will know what that's all about.)

Supa 7 Tactical Shotgun - A tactical shotgun, compact and powerful, chambered with standard 12-guage, and a side holder four 4 Slug shells. Developed as the only product of the Murata Corporation before being absorbed by Gensai, it's main official users are the NSF, using it in urban and close quarters combat.

Glock-17S (x2) - Sure-grip semi-automatic pistol (12 round magazine) built as a slender and more light-weight competitor to the Tachi ammo-dumping pistol, still solid enough to whip into people's heads hard enough to knock them out.

Kawasaki Mirage - 'The bike so fast it's not there anymore'. Karine's well-balanced high-speed motorcycle, built to be fast and quiet, and gray like fog or smoke. It's made for work AND fun.

BIOGRAPHY>>>>

Does SHE have a militarized background?! Why yes, yes she does.

Karine Asagi was born and raised in Saitama by a pair of talented CyberTechnicians. It was kind of like being raised by Buckaroo Banzai's parents, if both of them were Japanese and excelled at one particular field instead of alot of them. The two scientists were meticulous and dedicated designers, and perhaps their daughter would've followed in their footsteps...but something rather-importantly impacted her life: The Tokyo Nuclear Bombing. She was able to bear witness from a relatively-safe distance, and that put a fire in her that wouldn't go out. Karine's background and education was so-engrained in technical data that she actually had decent aptitude in technical fields. She could even do it now, if she tried. All of it was due to the exposure her parents gave her early on in life, thus giving her an academic headstart.

However, it was not this that she wanted to pursue. Ever the willful and dedicated sort, she decided that saving lives before they needed parts of them replaced was the nobler action than just supplying replacements when a situation arose. Her parents didn't stand in her way. After all, it's not like she couldn't take up the job later...provided she lived. And so, after enough academic study and personal physical training, Karine Asagi enlisted into the Japanese military, where she became essentially regular army, at the government's disposal for all major problems, foreign and domestic. She joined when at age 20 and was assigned to missions until the age of 24...where things went bad.

It wasn't her fault. She was professional, only reckless insofar as a calculated risk that could get her an injury and a reprimand at worst. She didn't know the kind of nest that she walked into. What she found, at the time, a piece of the organization known as Jinrai, and in a moment of surprise on both ends, Karine opened fire with everything she had on those found, since she had been scouting around and found at least ten men. This was merely an act of a hasty retreat while calling in reinforcements. How could SHE know it was an arms deal and that the dealer was selling shitty product? No, it wasn't that the explosives were crappy and unusable. No no...they were unstable, as in going through the process that creates Nitro Glycerin. It didn't ALL go up. Otherwise, she'd be dead and the building would be too...but it did collapse a significant portion on her.

Her colleagues would later report that the only reason they knew that she was still alive in that was from the screams... Karine had been lucky to be alive...but she'd taken irreparable damage to the eyes and her limbs...on top of rib damage. The ribs would heal. Not so much the arms and legs, though. And so, she lay broken in a hospital, until her parents and a doctor convinced her to get prosthetics, ones that her mother and father would make certain were up to a proper standard. Several months of recovery and a number of cyber-operations later, Karine was back on her feet, artificial feet...albeit with alot of baggage on board. Because her post-repaired state tested well, though, she had a job lined up for her...

AFFILIATIONS>>>>>

Toshiro Asagi - Father, CyberTechnician
Ari Asagi - Mother, CyberTechnician
Arsene Lupin The 3rd - Fictional Character, Inspiration

RELATIONSHIPS>>>>>

Unknown

CHARACTER THEMES>>>>>

NEOTOKYO: State of Disarray [Open]

Karine Asagi

NAME>>>>>

Karine Asagi

NATIONALITY>>>>>

Japanese

AGE>>>>>

27

SEXUALITY>>>>>

Heterosexual

BIRTH>>>>>

10/1/2007 - Saitama

APPEARANCE>>>>>

The first thing to be noted is that, technically, the photograph is outdated. Asagi use to have a pair of blue eyes, but now her eyes are red and digital-looking, with a faint glow at times. She has short black hair and light skin, with the body of a well-maintained athlete. That is to say, before the change, she had had a well-maintained athletic body made for running, jumping, tumbling, and even squeezing into places, where possible. She's also a bit curved and well-formed, as well, but...she hasn't exactly been advertising that lately.

You see, Karine Asagi is a cyborg, but more importantly she is a cyborg not be choice, but rather as a necessary response to an incident that left her otherwise broken, physically and mentally. So, her eyes are cybertech implants, and so are her arms and legs. They tried to make them fit the shape of her body as much as possible, and therefore make them designed for speed and agility, but they still hit like a a length of rebar to the face if you're made of flesh. Unfortunately, they don't mimic the look of humanity, and therefore this woman's limbs are as black as the night, and they appear to be made double-jointed, and thus can bend both ways at will.

Asagi's work attire generally starts with a full-body combat suit that focuses on protecting the core while leaving the arms and legs able to flex and mmove properly. If it's gotta be a thing with the NFS sign on it, it's going to be dark and thus easy to sneak around in. The other thing about her work attire is that after that ensemble, she tends to have on a nice storm-gray longcoat for reasons of personal taste and storing stuff. She will, of course, employ stronger armor and a helmet as need-be, but in most cases, they won't be used.

As for casual, at no point will you see her in anything fancy. All her nights on the town are not going to be like that. If she's not directly offf work in the above attire, she's in a shirt and pants, preferrably jeans, and doesn't really vary. Always wears the best hiking/climbing boots. People who SEE Karine will notice that she lives more in her work, and not so much when she has extra time to think on her own. At that point, she's either waiting for something to interrupt her thoughts or going down a dark path, and that is often written on her face.

HEIGHT>>>>>

5'10"

PERSONALITY>>>>>

Aye, there's the rub. She's a nice gal, honestly, but things have gone wrong for her. Let's start from the top.

She began as a realist with a bit of optimism in her life as she entered the Japanese military at the minimum age (20), and by now has changed her views to something more cynical. In the beginning, Karine use to take pride in her work, yet remain in touch with family more. She performed with due diligence and has often been a morally-grounded person. That much has not changed, per se, but her attitude has. Her current self looks back upon her past self as a bit naive and too optimistic, believing that things will work out with just the right amount of footwork to a situation and perseverence.

The current Asagi believes that if the footwork isn't kicking ass with little mercy for the dangerous scum that cause no end of trouble, it really shouldn't be knee-deep in the shit that is this conflict. The incident that damaged her did more than physical damage. It crushed her, made her feel like she was no longer a human being, and that was BEFORE the prosthetics were installed. The incident, plus the dissonant feeling she sometimes gets from cybertechnology installed in her causes a Cyber-Psychosis, or a form of Phantom Limb Syndrome that applies strictly to the body freaking out when confronted with the foreign input of cyber-replacements. These incidents are mostly when she's feeling emotionally vulnerable or a trauma related to the incident is put to mind.

Because of this, Asagi really doesn't like free time, that much. She's thrown alot of herself into her work, believing that she isn't a proper human, but a rather ambulatory torso. She's also on a fairly-strict diet and exercise routine of sit-ups because a body that can't exercise and eats too much will bloat up while the cyber-limbs remain the same and do nothing for the burning of excess fat. This allows her to keep her figure, though...she's not giving much thought to that. Generally, any happiness Asagi feels is short-term because she doesn't believe she can be anything more than useful to those around her. Her moral fiber has remained fairly intact, as she will fight to prevent people from becoming like her, but she also has a darker side...like having no mercy towards the irredeemable, or torturing for information. In situations like that, she has ceased to care what people think.

The only good thing about all this is that if you have managed to get her respect, she's keeping it, and she still treats those in need and those who are fair to others fairly themselves. And...it's not like she can't crack a joke or smile. It's just that she has less to be happy about in her life.

PREVIOUS CAREERS>>>>>

Main Japanese Military

CURRENT ROLE>>>>>

Infiltration and Surgical Strike - NSF

EQUIPMENT>>>>>

NOTE: This is STANDARD equipment. Anything can be added or replaced.

Cyber-Eyes - Advanced tracking and targeting eyes with Head-Up Display (HUD), designed to see in normal and low-light, as well as switch to infrared. The HUD is mainly for pulling in other interactions, such as with cameras, recordings of actions, and especially targeting vectors for movement and gunplay.

Cyber-Limbs - Both arms and both legs. As stated, they are made more for better movement and flexibility (via the reverse-jointing and slender design) than strength, though a flesh target getting hit with one will STILL feel it. They are reinforced into the bones they attached to on Asagi's body and in fact link arm to arm and leg to leg across the body (under the skin and across the bone) in order to grant full use of what strength their is without risking the limb breaking off of the bone. (Fans of Ghost in the Shell will know what that's about.)

Supa 7 Tactical Shotgun - A tactical shotgun, compact and powerful, chambered with standard 12-guage, and a side holder four 4 Slug shells. Developed as the only product of the Murata Corporation before being absorbed by Gensai, it's main official users are the NSF, using it in urban and close quarters combat.

Glock-17S (x2) - Sure-grip semi-automatic pistol (12 round magazine) built as a slender and more light-weight competitor to the Tachi ammo-dumping pistol, still solid enough to whip into people's heads hard enough to knock them out.

Kawasaki Mirage - 'The bike so fast it's not there anymore'. Karine's well-balanced high-speed motorcycle, built to be fast and quiet, and gray like fog or smoke. It's made for work AND fun.

BIOGRAPHY>>>>

Does SHE have a militarized background?! Why yes, yes she does.

Karine Asagi was born and raised in Saitama by a pair of talented CyberTechnicians. It was kind of like being raised by Buckaroo Banzai's parents, if both of them were Japanese and excelled at one particular field instead of alot of them. The two scientists were meticulous and dedicated designers, and perhaps their daughter would've followed in their footsteps...but something rather-importantly impacted her life: The Tokyo Nuclear Bombing. Karine's background and education was so-engrained in technical data that she actually had decent aptitude in technical fields. She could even do it now, if she tried. All of it was due to the exposure her parents gave her early on in life, thus giving her an academic headstart.

However, it was not this that she wanted to pursue. Ever the willful and dedicated sort, she decided that saving lives before they needed parts of them replaced was the nobler action than just supplying replacements when a situation arose. Her parents didn't stand in her way. After all, it's not like she couldn't take up the job later...provided she lived. And so, after enough academic study and personal physical training, Karine Asagi enlisted into the Japanese military, where she became essentially regular army, at the government's disposal for all major problems, foreign and domestic. She joined when at age 20 and was assigned to missions until the age of 24...where things went bad.

It wasn't her fault. She was professional, only reckless insofar as a calculated risk that could get her an injury and a reprimand at worst. She didn't know the kind of nest that she walked into. What she found, at the time, a piece of the organization known as Jinrai, and in a moment of surprise on both ends, Karine opened fire with everything she had on those found, since she had been scouting around and found at least ten men. This was merely an act of a hasty retreat while calling in reinforcements. How could SHE know it was an arms deal and that the dealer was selling shitty product? No, it wasn't that the explosives were crappy and unusable. No no...they were unstable, as in going through the process that creates Nitro Glycerin. It didn't ALL go up. Otherwise, she'd be dead and the building would be too...but it did collapse a significant portion on her.

Her colleagues would later report that the only reason they knew that she was still alive in that was from the screams... Karine had been lucky to be alive...but she'd taken irreparable damage to the eyes and her limbs...on top of rib damage. The ribs would heal. Not so much the arms and legs, though. And so, she lay broken in a hospital, until her parents and a doctor convinced her to get prosthetics, ones that her mother and father would make certain were up to a proper standard. Several months of recovery and a number of cyber-operations later, Karine was back on her feet, artificial feet...albeit with alot of baggage on board. Because her post-repaired state tested well, though, she had a job lined up for her...

AFFILIATIONS>>>>>

Toshiro Asagi - Father, CyberTechnician
Ari Toshiro - Mother, CyberTechnician
Arsene Lupin The 3rd - Fictional Character, Inspiration

RELATIONSHIPS>>>>>

Unknown

CHARACTER THEMES>>>>>

NEO-TOKYO: State of Disarray - Cyberpunk RP

As you know, Stuff, the character I have in mind starts from military as one of their operatives, so NFS it is.