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A Certain Eucatastrophic Apocrypha (Index/Railgun Roleplay)

Inugami Himiko
Shrine

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"Ah... It's hot..."

Finished with her chores, she sat down on the veranda, wiping herself with the small tower around her neck. The garden at least, wasn't in any danger of drying out and wilting, but she had heard there had been more conflicts lately. Whether Skill Outs or ESPers were to blame, she had no idea, but from her time in the city, both seemed likely to up and blow up the city for some perceived, imagined or real slight. Perhaps a byproduct of so many young minds in one place.

At least summer vacation would be beginning soon; there should be much less commotion then.

Glancing at the clock inside the room behind her, Himiko stood up again, sighing, as she prepared to go out to get groceries. There were still her duties as a shrine maiden in here, but in this city of science, there were very few who would actually visit the shrine. Perhaps that was what the elders in her family was hoping for, so the 'shame' of their family would not be too well known.

Bunch of old coons, the lot of them.

Now wearing an old pair of jeans and a shirt, she walked out of the shrine, heading towards a grocery store. Those old mummies back home can bicker all they like, Himiko wasn't about to start being what she wasn't just to please their sense of sensibility.

A Certain Variegated Pseudepigraphum [Toaru/Raildex RPG]

Yamada, Hisui
District 7

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"Shut up, cherry boy." She said it completely straightfaced, with no noticeable inflections or rise, a matter-of-factly monotone in her sentence. "Go home and drink milk."

The noise from her gloves was very obvious now; short staccato explosions came from small chambers within, moving her hand quickly as the explosion forced itself through small openings placed strategically around it. Like a jet engine, it moved her hands far faster than she could by herself, though it was obvious she couldn't fully control the trajectory considering the chambers and exit valves were fixed, her hands just barely missing the shard of glass as it embedded itself in her shoulder.

It was personal now.

Almost as soon as the pomp'd out man moved towards the cherry boy, she generated explosions within the red boots she wore, propelling her far faster than any average jump as she rotated on her axis in a spinning kick from the side. Hopefully the boy had enough intelligence in him to attack from the other side in a pincer maneuver.

A Certain Eucatastrophic Apocrypha (Index/Railgun Roleplay)

Shrine Maiden of Academy City

Name: Inugami Himiko

Nicknames: Onimiko, Aku no Akashiro, Oni.

Age: 23

Birthday: (13/12)

Height: 189cm

Weight: 65kg

Nationality: Japanese

Personality: While normally gentle and soft spoken, she absolutely dislikes doing unnecessary things, or things that annoys her, especially anything that disrupts her normally peaceful life. Once something like that happens, she turns into someone so far removed from her usual personality that one would be hard pressed to associate that with her usual self. Brash, loudmouth, and foulmouthed, Himiko becomes a rather impetuous individual, while still having the same morals and kindness, could and would be described as cruel, bad or irritated.

It was a good thing that doesn't happen much in Academy City, and most would know her to be the only shrine maiden in a small shrine in a corner of the city.

Biography: She was born into an old family with traditions older than themselves, one that was particularly religious. From her mother, she learned of her duties, becoming a shrine maiden in training almost as soon as she could walk. From her father, she learned of the world, of how people worked, its wonders, as well as his own brand of magic.

Himiko had never really liked tedious things, and started developing shortcuts for everything. While tradition dictates she must carefully write the meaning of each paper talisman on them, she could simply slap one out with the kanji for money on it and it would work just as well as it would with more carefully written words. Her exorcisms included her outright punching the ghosts out of someone, her divinations were just her plucking out a card and finangling a divination out of it, and their ill attempted effort to get her into a magicians team of hunters as a support lead to her coming back dragging the rest of the injured team back after she punched out the target by herself. While her methods were direct and inelegant, it always yielded results.

While her parents never really minded, the family's main branch were displeased at the utter disregard for tradition, and sent her to manage a small shrine in Academy City, reasoning that there, she would do the least damage to the family's reputation.

School: -

Grade: -

Skills: Her amazing health and athletism, honed through the various traditional defense arts included in her trainings, almost indefatigable stamina, a loud voice strong enough to make one's ears ring, as well as an offertory box that remained mostly empty for some undiscernible reason.

Faction(s): -

Mage Name: Sumire, after the flower that signifies Honesty

Magical System: Shintoism

Description: It is a system often needing specific arrangements of certain items to activate their magical effects. For instance a simple square of four(less or more depending on the size of the boundary) paper talismans could be used to create a boundary to invigorate anyone the caster targets as long as they are within it, or a small table, a cup of sake and a two candles could be used to hold a seance. Calling upon the dead, or even kami to talk to was normal for her. Even the future can be divined through various methods, though almost all were time consuming methods. More direct methods would just be throwing a paper talisman that explodes, or sweeping a gohei around to dispell negative energy.

Theme:

Hider

A Certain Eucatastrophic Apocrypha (Index/Railgun Roleplay)

Shrine Maiden of Academy City

Name: Inugami Himiko

Nicknames: Onimiko, Aku no Akashiro, Oni.

Age: 23

Birthday: (13/12)

Height: 189cm

Weight: 65kg

Nationality: Japanese

Personality: While normally gentle and soft spoken, she absolutely dislikes doing unnecessary things, or things that annoys her, especially anything that disrupts her normally peaceful life. Once something like that happens, she turns into someone so far removed from her usual personality that one would be hard pressed to associate that with her usual self. Brash, loudmouth, and foulmouthed, Himiko becomes a rather impetuous individual, while still having the same morals and kindness, could and would be described as cruel, bad or irritated.

It was a good thing that doesn't happen much in Academy City, and most would know her to be the only shrine maiden in a small shrine in a corner of the city.

Biography: She was born into an old family with traditions older than themselves, one that was particularly religious. From her mother, she learned of her duties, becoming a shrine maiden in training almost as soon as she could walk. From her father, she learned of the world, of how people worked, its wonders, as well as his own brand of magic.

Himiko had never really liked tedious things, and started developing shortcuts for everything. While tradition dictates she must carefully write the meaning of each paper talisman on them, she could simply slap one out with the kanji for money on it and it would work just as well as it would with more carefully written words. Her exorcisms included her outright punching the ghosts out of someone, her divinations were just her plucking out a card and finangling a divination out of it, and their ill attempted effort to get her into a magicians team of hunters as a support lead to her coming back dragging the rest of the injured team back after she punched out the target by herself. While her methods were direct and inelegant, it always yielded results.

While her parents never really minded, the family's main branch were displeased at the utter disregard for tradition, and sent her to manage a small shrine in Academy City, reasoning that there, she would do the least damage to the family's reputation.

School: -

Grade: -

Skills: Her amazing health and athletism, honed through the various traditional defense arts included in her trainings, almost indefatigable stamina, a loud voice strong enough to make one's ears ring, as well as an offertory box that remained mostly empty for some undiscernible reason.

Faction(s): -

Mage Name: Sumire, after the flower that signifies Honesty

Magical System: Shintoism

Description: It is a system often needing specific arrangements of certain items to activate their magical effects. For instance a simple square of four(less or more depending on the size of the boundary) paper talismans could be used to create a boundary to invigorate anyone the caster targets as long as they are within it, or a small table, a cup of sake and a two candles could be used to hold a seance. Shikigami could be materialized using a paper cut out, or she could try to divine the future through various methods. More direct methods would just be throwing a paper talisman that explodes, or sweeping a gohei around to dispell negative energy.

Toaru Majutsu no Index (A Certain Magical Index)/ Toaru Kagaku no Railgun (A Certain Scientific Railgun) Roleplay

I am here.

A Certain Variegated Pseudepigraphum [Toaru/Raildex RPG]

Yamada, Hisui
District 7

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Hisui was already moving the moment the window broke, spurred by the sudden noise. Her fingers did depress the trigger, but without disengaging the safety, the weapon didn't fire.

"I see. About firing this weapon..." Again the strange spin, with louder short barks of staccato noises coming from both her red gloves and her red boots as she seemed to execute the move faster, moving quickly out of the way of the pompadour's lance hair before transitioning into a crouched firing pose. "I wasn't bluffing."

With a loud *FMOOSH* the back blast scattered the tables and chairs behind her, as the rocket whizzed past the now pompadour'd man, and straight into the side of the vehicle. But... it did not explode. A fact she knew to be true of explosive weapons such as these, that all the warheads required a minimum distance for the explosives to be actually primed. Within such close range, all the bazooka effectively fired was a large heavy block of metal to crush their escape vehicle. Someone like her who did what she did, should at least know that much.

A Certain Variegated Pseudepigraphum [Toaru/Raildex RPG]

Yamada, Hisui
District 7.

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"I see." Was all she gave in response to 'Chief'.

Hisui was already unwrapping the weapon, before brandishing it with a flourish. "No. Let us listen. Let us not be hasty as he said." She directed to the boy.

"After all, they seem to be having a perfectly normal lunch." She turned the barrel of the rocket launcher towards them, lowered slightly to floor near their feet. "And I am a perfectly normal cute high school girl, with a perfectly normal M1 Bazooka, loaded with no doubt a HEAT warhead capable of exploding everything in this room, shredding bodies with enough shrapnel that even their own mothers wouldn't recognize them."

"Of course, since this is a perfectly normal situation, we wouldn't all blow up if I was to pull the trigger right now. Perhaps if this was an abnormal situation, I would stop, and no one would blow up. Maybe if they were to throw that bag at my feet I would know that to be true as well."

Her hand started to squeeze at the trigger slowly, as she kept the thing aimed at the three.

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Yamada, Hisui
District 7.

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Rocket launcher, bazooka, rpg, whatever propelled explosives these people carried were undoubtedly thrown under one of those umbrella terms. Ah, these uneducated fools. Why wasn't one of them knowledgeable enough to tell her the make of that thing? Inevitably, she had entered the building out of annoyance(discreetly, using the front door), looking to see what they held, but... it was wrapped carefully, and slung over that man's back.

Ah... now she was really getting annoyed.

As soon as that boy blocked the door and took their attention, Hisui executed an odd spread armed maneuver at the one with the alleged rocket launcher slung over his shoulder, looking like a T pose 3d model spinning. But... Oddly enough it was enough to transfer the thing from his shoulders, to her own, as she continued spinning away to a distance between them. Stopping, she executed a few poses quickly, knocking over a chair, before putting her hand in a 'peace' gesture near her eyes.

"Yay."

A moment of silence as she confirmed the 'bazooka' was indeed on her shoulders.

"What are you weirdos doing here?"

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Yamada, Hisui
District 7

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While there were others fighting desperate battles within Kanacon, she too was fighting her own battle. Three hundred grams of beef! Chinese cabbage! Mushrooms! Items on sale for which determined men and women with mind awoken to pricing and discounts battled over each item like it was gold.

However, unlike their battle, hers was already over. Behind Hisui was a small roundish spiderlike machine, with the smooth front having a drawing of a couple of dots and a squiggly line under it, a common drawn cattish expression. An odd sight considering she had attached a high tech restraint and guidance system on it(dog collar and leash) to guide it along as she walked. It was but a simple carrier bot, the inside hollow containing her spoils of war(groceries). It was a bit more than she would have eaten, but that was because of someone who crashes every now and then at her house, mooching off her things. Truly a nuisance, she would declare to anyone who asked, but she didn't exactly mind her at all. In fact, Hisui did like it a little bit when she came over. Just a little bit, though she would deny vehemently should anyone try to point that out.

She would have, perhaps, gone to Kanacon to try her luck at the investor's booths, but, she already had a benefactor, one that was generous as long as she was silent, and finished their orders on time. Well, there were smaller private jobs through them as well, such as that time someone asked for a smaller, more portable version of the Testament machine. She couldn't remember what happened to him.

The sound of sirens drew her out of her own thoughts, as she walked past the MgRonalds. What was going on? Just to be safe, she put on her red gloves, the one with the large flared cuffs made of composite material she milled herself. Her boots... well her boots were already on, and made of the same material, as well as the same coloration. She doubted she would have to fight, it seemed Anti-Skill were already on their way here after all.

"...Yunya. Go home."

Letting go of the leash, the small cat faced spider robot scuttled away, as she stood around, waiting for the event to unfold.

A Certain Variegated Pseudepigraphum [Toaru/Raildex RPG]

Yamada Hisui

Name:Yamada Hisui (山田 翡翠)
Nickname/Alias: Bakuretsu, Hatsu
Age:15
Gender:F
Biography: Obviously, having such a low level meant she couldn't go to any of the real big schools, the ones that commanded respect with just their names. Thus, for quite some time, she struggled with the fact that she had been sent here, to be some sort of famous esper, but ended up to be just a lowly level 1. After a bit, she gave up, and decided to pursue money instead, where power would undoubtedly come. For that purpose, she had started on making machines and hardwares, using her intelect to actually rigg a cnc machine in her room.

With that, she caught the eyes of a small company with oddly deep pockets, which Hisui did not at all mind, and was sponsored by them, as long as she continued to create machines and advanced in certain research machines they sent her to make and perfect. She cared little of what it was made or used for, as long as she received money.

Thus, as long as she wasn't directly involved in anything strange, she was content to simply go on earning money making the things she did.

Personality: A silent intelligent individual who seemed to not bother with anything, devoting no effort into anything, but yet manages to just pull through. Her first passion was money, her second was material goods, and third was the machines she make. An introverted individual who doesn't feel the need for companionship, leading to her having little to no friends at all, with perhaps acquainintances at her part time jobs. While she seemed not to put effort into anything, once paid she do almost any job, completing them with all her efforts.

Esper Power: Burst Rondo - Level 1

She can generate small concussive blasts anywhere near her body at will(or not). Often activates involuntarily when she sneezes, blowing away her papers, homework or dinner. Happens often enough that she has special plastic sleeves for her papers, and tries immediately to redirect it somewhere else. The tragedy of her exploded ice cream was never forgotten.

Has enough control over it that she could make it explode on contact, leading to her sometimes generating smaller explosions during bug season, destroying any mosquitos that comes near. The shock of a sudden bang was also useful to prevent unwanted contact.

Skills: Making money, multitasking, cooking, sewing and inventing machines.
Ambition: Money.
Extra: Lives alone in a large discreet warehouse in district 17, where she is free to do her business in peace. Surprisingly strong and fit, perhaps due to her handling machines and heavy objects all the time.
Theme: Hitchcock