Gentlemanvaultboy

Royal Rumble! (Modern anime high-school super-powers? Oh my!)

I think applying gravity to limb to hit harder makes anime sense.

Royal Rumble! (Modern anime high-school super-powers? Oh my!)

@RoflsMazoy
Can I be Clara's loyal toady and head of the disciplinary committee?

@KillamriX88
Related question, how would Rurik feel about being shot at every time he's late?

Royal Rumble! (Modern anime high-school super-powers? Oh my!)

@RoflsMazoy

Took your advice and modified her profile.

Royal Rumble! (Modern anime high-school super-powers? Oh my!)

Bak Tsarevna

Name: "Living Armor" Bak Tsarevna
Age: 15

Grade: Mephisto's, 1st Year

Biography: A student brought in by Mephisto to fill out the ranks, she was discovered in an extensively damaged far-flung town that was all but deserted save for Bak and her parents. Bak's problems had begun when she was just a small child when her parents had discovered odd growths on her back. Unable to afford a doctor and wondering whether these growths might be just a simple rash or some type of cancer, they experienced an odd combination of horror and relief when they realized that their daughter was growing a turret.

Over time, other parts formed. Armor here. A missile pod there. Her legs deformed, warping into a new shape to better support her great weight. She learned to fire her guns. People started calling her a monster. She learned to block out the sound with explosions. She learned to really like explosions.

She liked explosions so much that eventually everyone just up and left, then she realized life was awfully lonely when you didn't have any more friends to shoot at. So when she was offered a place at a school in the big city where she could make some new friends she jumped at the chance, despite not really attending school since she blew out the back of her kindergarten class.

Powers:
Built Like A Tank
Bak grows armor and weaponry out of her own body naturally. These are a part of her, act as limbs that she controls, and shares their senses with her (for example, the targeting cameras on her missile pod and artillery gun effectively act as additional eyes.) Because of the great weight these parts place on her she has advanced strength and durability just to be able to move, her internals essentially being either made of or enhanced with metal. This weight problem is the main reason she hasn't just covered herself in all the guns ever, because even her strength would be overwhelmed if she were over-encumbered.

• Self Modification - When one of Bak's parts is damaged beyond repair it must be shed and regrown. The length of time this takes varies based on how complex the part being regrown is, from a week (for something like armor) to up to half a year (for something as complex as a missile pod.) It only during this time that, through an effort of will, a growing part can be modified with different features or made to grown into something different.
• Ammo Generation - What is the point of having all these guns without the ammo to fire them? Bak is able to grow normal bullets almost instantly within the barrels of her guns, with larger ammunition taking only slightly longer (about two of my posts). Creating ammunition uses up her stamina, steadily exhausting her the more she had to create. Strangely, none of this ammo seems as dangerous as it should be. It will do as must property damage as the real thing, but when pointed at other humans it gets much weaker. It will still hurt and do damage, but even a direct missile strike from doesn't seem enough to kill someone outright. Her attack lack any true killing intent.
• Special Sense Share - If a piece of equipment Bak grows has a special sensor, she shares senses with it. For example, a thermal camera on a missile pod will allow her to have thermal vision or a radio will have the voice come in directly to her ear. If the part conveying the sense is destroyed Bak loses that corresponding sence.

Relationships: To be decided

If this is all right so far, I'm having trouble coming up with a third ability. I know I don't need three, but I don't just want to leave it on the table. If this isn't all right I've got a different idea.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@Storybookandco@SpawnMeme@Bluetommy@KatherinWinter

Curwen sighed, dejected. "Probably no point." he said, shaking his head and turning to....oh damn. That was Gynar working that weird machine, wasn't it? Curwen had seen him a few times when he'd been called to MIB HQ, just doing his best. Crying shame that he was involved in this debacle. "You getting any sort of reading on the demon on that thing? Because what I'm thinking is it's long gone. If it wanted a fight it would be out here fighting. Probably took hostages just to try and force us to do what that idiot that ran inside just did for free."

God, what the hell was that kid? Not only han the wards responded to him, they seemed to have broken as he went through. He wondered what sort of shady crap that MIB was up too if they were calling up guys like him. "Does anybody know who that moron was?"

The Unnatural Campus (Full)

@MikkishtheLeprechaun@Mariana Collie@Camey

West pulled her way up on top of the guy as he released another cloud of smoke. She couldn't breath, her eyes stung, but that didn't really matter to her right at this moment. She heard the gunshots but they seemed to come from somewhere far away, they didn't matter. She raised up her fist high in the air and brought it down where she though he might be. A shot of pain shot up her arm as it connected with the sidewalk, but that didn't matter. She went again. Concrete. Again. Concrete. Again! Face? Again! Face!

She felt something roll across her back, pushing her down press against the guy for just a moment. She used that moment to bite something. Then she felt something drag her up, trying to drag her away out the haze. Away from him! Her arms shot out towards him with snarl even as she felt herself being torn away, searching for anything to hold on to. She felt her fingers claw at his face, miss the neck of his shirt, slide into the hem of his pants, but in her frantic clawing they didn't have time to establish a hold. They went down his leg, wrapped around his shoe. She could see slightly now, managed to get her breath back, and shouted, "Do you have any idea how many many people die every day because of stupid bastards like you? Do you?!" She felt the shoe pop off his foot as she was dragged completely out of the smoke, coming off in her vice like grip.

She was about to throw whoever was on her back off and dive back in to keep at his when a voice cut through the other haze, the one in her head. It wasn't the words that were said in her ear that did it, in her state it was doubtful that she even recognized them. It was the tone. Another unmistakable tone, like the one the guy had used when he'd ordered West to get on the ground. Another she was infinitely familiar with. She looked over, blinking her eyes to catch the blurry outline of Bora. Maybe it was just the aftermath of the smoke and the rage, but nothing was in focus except the distinctive pop pops of gunshots. Were they being shot at? Had Bora been shot?

She shook her head. No. No. Bora hadn't been shot, she'd be screaming. Someone else was shooting? No, it didn't matter. Bullets were going around, this was not the time for retribution anymore. West grabbed Bora by the shoulders, blood from her mangled hand staining the cloth and looked for some cover in random, blurry direction. It was then that she realized that her glasses must have fallen off during the struggle. "Where?" She asked. "You have to lead me."

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@Gentlemanvaultboy Gotch. I am not sure how a bomb is going to look better than a demon though.

@KatherinWinter

Not a bomb, a bomb threat. There isn't actually a bomb, and because the note would have been found on school grounds the blame for the whole fiasco is shifted onto the student body rather than the faculty.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter

I'm giving him a cover story to use so there's actually a reason to take all the students off the campus for the day. One that's easy to fake and won't reflect badly on the school administration.

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

https://youtu.be/_DimZ1upYMU

Archie

The Bureau of Supernatural Affairs

@KatherinWinter

Curwen glanced over his shoulder and scowled. What the hell were they doing with that flashy stuff? He expected that sort of nonsense from a kid, but McCollough? The man was nearly as old as him. That wasn't the only good point this principle raised either. Point was, no one had been assigned the lead on this case. He raised an eyebrow as one of the guys he didn't know much about took off around the side of the building. That wasn't good. If anyone went off half-cocked and started agitating the demon then there was no telling what could happen to the kids that were still inside. Somebody was going to have to try and take charge or this could all go very bad very quickly. He turned back to try before suddenly teleported right in beside him, in full view of the assembled students, took command of the operation and then ran in all gung-ho knowing nothing about the situation.

Curwen was gobsmacked. What the hell? Where had the agency found that stupid little shit and what in gods name had made them think it was a good idea to hire him? He turned back to the principle with renewed urgency. "I need to know everything you do, everything that happened up until we got here. Think hard, the smallest of details might save your students lives. It's appearance, demands it's made, who it took, and any strange incidents leading up to the abduction. I thought we had more time, but apparently for some god forsaken reason we do not." The last bit was said teeth pressed together with almost enough force to leave an imprint in steel. His face was turning red. It was clear that, as upset as the principle might be about how things were being handled it was nowhere near what Agent Curwen was experiencing right at this moment. "After that, if you know the demon is still inside, you need to evacuate proper. The wards are still intact so I think it may have gotten inside while possessing a human body, and if its out and about then the wards should keep it inside unless it grabs another. Say you found a note detailing a bomb threat on campus. You'll be lauded for your prompt action to keep the students safe and we will modify the memories of anyone who disagrees."