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L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

God, I feel bad now.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Gnar The Missing Link said
^ Exactly what Rune said. Don't post in-between my posts considering what's going on.I'm going to wait a few minutes before I post in case anyone is finishing up, so do try to hurry.

Oh crap, sorry. I misunderstood.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Breathing steadily, Esther's eyes periodically flitted from the colored light trails and to the people around her. She assumed the lights to lead to the emergency exits. At least, she hoped so. Glancing at the others running with her, their tired and worried expressions brought a slight smirk to her lips. Though they may intellectuals far more brilliant than her, she couldn't help but wonder. In times like these would it not be prudent to have a certain level of physical ability? Apparently not, as some of the labcoat-wearing scientists stopped after running a certain distance. Heaving and puffing even though their lives were in imminent danger. No matter, she could keep up and keep going. That's was all that was important. Movement equaled survival in her mind.

Hearing someone running behind her, she peered over her shoulder. Catching sight of another one of the pilot candidates running after her. At least someone else had some physical ability. The male pilot even carried his rifle with a level of professionalism. She was impressed. As he caught up to her side, the boy spoke to her.

"Finally, someone that makes sense," the boy said between quick, sharp breaths.
She felt a bit of pride swell in her chest, having been complimented.
"I like your plan, girlie."
Well, that was quick. Whatever good impression the other boy made on her quickly reversed and turned on its head. Girlie? Seriously? How rude. She scowled at him as he continued to speak.
"Just don't be surprised if you, and me at this rate, get in some deep shit for this." he puffed out.
Of course she wouldn't be surprised, she took action knowing full well of the possible repercussions.
Still frowning, she replied to him.
"Well, first of all, I'm not 'girlie'. I have a name. I consider it a bit rude that you automatically gave me a nickname without even getting to know my actual name first. Secondly, I won't be surprised at all if I do get heavily punished for what I've done. But, I'm willing to take responsibility for my actions and will own up to it when the time comes." The boy even used foul language when speaking with her. How rude indeed. To be honest she didn't have the cleanest tongue either and neither did she know the boy's name. Turning her head so that she could get a clearer look at his face, she nearly stumbled when she realized who was talking to her. It was the boy with tattoos and piercings. Her eyes grew slightly wide and her cheeks tinged a slight pink. Whoops.
Looking away, she cleared her throat and decided to properly introduce herself.
"I-I'm Esther. What's your name? I didn't quite catch it back there."

The Heroes of Beacon

shadowkiller912 said
I had an issue with that too especially when I watched the first episode.I bet someone already drew a hentai of it and its on Rule 34...Edit: Oh and Tatsuya is hella OP.?

Yeah, there's already hentai doujinshis out...

The Heroes of Beacon

OldManWong said
I watched The Irregular and thoroughly enjoyed that shit, lovingly known in my mind canon as Jesus: The Highschool Years

I took issue with the relationship the brother and sister had...

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Gnar The Missing Link said
@harinezumikouken: Esther Vanhomrigh is accepted! Feel free to begin posting in this mass chaos.Also, I really like the mech pros and cons... that was a great idea to help simplify things. Meshia does look pretty cool, and it has some nifty abilities. Accepted as well~

I've made my first post, if that wasn't already obvious. I just felt like restating it here. xD

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". . .Actions, not words. Remember that. . ."

Her father's voice resonating within her mind. Her true father that is. Not this psychopath. She couldn't help but feel intensely disturbed and sickened by the way Dr. Lorenzo acted thus far. His persona closely resembling that of a child in her mind. The thought of considering him to be her new 'father' made her want to vomit. The acidic taste of bile rising in the back of her throat every time her mind revisited the idea. But, what choice did she have? For now, she would reluctantly play his game.

Regardless if he was in charge and made the rules or not, the good Dr. Lorenzo said himself that all of them were considered MIA. If anything were to happen to the other pilot candidates, it would be end of things. However, in Esther's mind, it could work both ways. If things didn't pan out, she would go down fighting and take down the neurotic scientist with her. His corpse would be forgotten alongside hers. She closed her eyes and shook her head, now was not wasn't the time to start planning the death of someone she felt uncomfortable around and didn't like. Maybe the good doctor was something like her father, damaged and broken. Maybe it wasn't his fault for the way he currently is. Inevitably, she would be in the good doctor's care and tutelage and she owed him that respect. She would cooperate, if albeit with a sense of apprehension and caution. In return, she expected to get what she wanted out of all this.

"The greatest minds in all of military leadership can sit around all they want. Free to discuss and plan however much they want at their big meetings and big tables. But in the end, it all comes down to execution. The best laid plans of mice and men often go awry. Sometimes it's more important to take action than to just sit around, waiting to be told what to do. Actions, not words. Remember that, Esse."

Her heart grew heavy and sank at the idea that her father would be receiving a message of her MIA status. How would he take that news while undergoing mental treatment? For his daughter to enlist into the military at such a young age, go to the frontlines of battle, only to go missing? She hoped he was well and in good health. She was determined to complete this program successfully and return to her real father in the future. Returning from her thoughts, she caught herself absently staring at the ground. Blinking, she looked up as a Spartan handed her a weapon.

Taking firm grasp of her given weapon, she looked it over to examine it. Pointing the muzzle of the weapon in a safe direction, she presented the weapon and looked down its sights. Relaxing her stance and bringing the weapon in closer, she made sure the weapon was on 'Safe' and kept her finger off of its trigger. Ejecting the magazine, she took quick note of how much ammunition it held. Reinserting the magazine, she racked the slide back and chambered a round. Pulling back on the slide slightly, she did a press check to ensure that the round had indeed chambered. Satisfied with her inspection of the given weapon, she kept positive control of it at her side. It brought her a sense of comfort. It was an insurance. It may not have been a significant enough weapon to go toe-to-toe with the Cruxi in a direct confrontation, but at least it gave her a slight fighting chance.

Tired of waiting for the 'adults' to come up with a solution and plan for evacuation, she sighed. Exasperated with the whole situation, she looked at her fellow future pilots and made a decision. She would skyline herself for what she was about to do. She would probably be punished severely for her choices, but in this predicament she didn't quite care. They were being attacked and no one seemed to have any clear idea what to do. Some of her future comrades content with just looking to others for guidance instead of taking matters into their own hands. They were all essentially sitting around with their thumbs up their asses. Not her.

Clearing her throat, she decided to finally speak up after remaining silent. Done with observing everyone in the background, under the radar.
"Excuse me, gentleman." she addressed the Spartans blocking the entrance to the room they were in.
With that, she muscled her way past the Spartans and slipped out of the door.
Looking back at the rest of them, she continued.
"By your leave."
Turning away from them, she quickly took in her environment. Soldiers were running in one direction, possibly towards the 'fight'. If their goal was evacuation and safety, then they would want to move in the opposite direction. Her thoughts were confirmed when she saw other staff and scientists running towards what only common sense could say was the right way to sanctuary. Looking over her shoulder, she projected her voice as loudly and clearly as she could so that they could hear her.
"If any of you want to take matters into your own hands and are tired of sitting around waiting, then follow me. I'll lead the way. We can think and figure out a plan as we move. To remain stationary right now means certain death."
With weapon in hand, she took off running in the direction of the other non-combatant personnel.

Actions, not words.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Finally completed my Pilot and Framework application. Any criticism and thoughts? What do y'all think?

I'm willing to adjust the sheet as necessary.

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive RP

Pilot: Esther Vanhomrigh

Name: Esther Vanhomrigh
Age: 16
Personality/Appearance: [I have chosen to leave this part blank, to allow others to draw their own conclusions as to her personality through their character interactions with her. Instead, this part will be substituted by a more detailed description of her physical appearance.]

Esther stands at 5'6 and weighs in at 140 pounds. Her body mostly comprised of lean, solid muscle. Her lithe figure hard-earned from her time spent physically training with her father and from regular visits to the gym. Her time spent outdoors giving her a light-tan skin tone, same as her father. Also having her father's hair and eyes, she keeps her jet-black hair in a short bob. Her eyes a deep and dark brown, with light freckles across her cheeks and nose. She's rather self-conscious of her small nose and small, pouty-looking lips, along with her 'freakishly-huge' ears. Which, would give some explanation as to her choice of hairstyle.

Battle-Style: Designated Marksman Support Role. She prefers to stay behind at a range in a rear supportive position to provide accurate, long-range fire, but isn't afraid to engage in close range combat if the need arises.

Hospitalized Special One: Father – Committed to a mental health hospital before Esther's special enlistment into the military and subsequent selection as a Project L.A.D. Candidate.

Background: Before anyone could say anything about Esther, you must first take note and mention her father. Her father being a significant part of her life as the singular, most important person to her. Her father being the only family she ever knew and has.

Johnathan S. Vanhomrigh enlisted into the military at a very young age, right after the completion of his education. Enlisting into a combat-related occupational specialty, he would spend most of his adult life on constant deployments to the outer-lying colonies to war against the Cruxi. During his time spent in combat he was unfortunately, grievously injured in battle. Ending up losing both of his legs and arms. His limbs later replaced with bionic prosthetics. No longer able to fulfill his job as a 'Grunt', he was removed from the front lines and medically discharged from the armed forces after he recovered.

As a veteran, he embraced his new civilian life and attempted to raise a family. Tragedy would strike yet again as upon going into labor he lost his wife due to complications as she gave birth to twins. The first child would his stillborn son. The second child would be his young daughter, clinging desperately to life. Fighting from the very moment of her birth, 'Esther' as she was named, survived after a harrowing struggle. Esther being born with heart complications.

Having lost his wife and son, 'John' would devote the rest of his life into raising Esther properly with as much care and love as he could give, her existence becoming the center of his world. Being a single father, raising Esther alone proved difficult. But nonetheless, Esther grew up never having gone hungry, always had a roof over her head, clothes to wear, a bed to sleep in, and was provided a basic education.

During her younger years, she was viciously harassed and bullied by her peers for her lack of a mother and for only having a 'Robot Father'. From a very young age, she learned of her father's prior military service and of the conditions of her birth. As a result of this knowledge, a heavy amount of guilt would forever cling to her heart. Believing herself to be at fault for her 'broken' family.

Desiring to connect on a deeper level with her father, she asked him of his time in the military and craved to learn all that he knew. This resulted in her father unintentionally 'training' her, providing her knowledge of military combat doctrines, combat techniques, physical conditioning, and etc. Though born with heart problems, she would mature into an athletic and strong young woman.

All was not well, however. As Esther continued to grow and mature, her father's underlying mental issues as a result of his service began to rear its ugly head. Vivid hallucinations, night terrors, and insomnia drove her father to near insanity. His post-traumatic stress disorder pushing him to his very limits. In turn, he turned to heavy alcohol usage and prescription drug abuse to drown his mental trauma, only compounding the problem further and endangering his health. It all came to a head when one night, one of his 'episodes' became particularly bad and he attacked his own daughter thinking she was an enemy combatant during his time at war. Later cursing her birth and blaming her for the death of his wife and unborn son in a fit of rage-filled, drunken, drug-enhanced hallucinations. With the neighbors interfering, the police were involved and Johnathan was detained and arrested. While Esther was taken into protective custody. Upon his following trial, judge and jury determined his mental health was in a severe condition and he was declared to be unfit to continue caring for Esther. He was then involuntarily committed to a mental health clinic for treatment as ordered by the court. When the military learned of his domestic abuse charges pressed by civil authorities, they denounced his prior military service record and downgraded his honorable discharge to a dishonorable discharge.

Furious, alone, and with her father being dishonored and stolen from her, she sought a way to make things right. When she was ironically approached by a recruiter for her high aptitude test scores, she immediately dropped out of high school to enlist into the Project L.A.D. Program as a candidate pilot.

She believed that she was the source of all of her father's problems. She believed that by enlisting into the military, same as her father, she could better understand the demons and nightmares that plagued him. She believed that she could somehow clear her father from the negative charges against him and restore his honor. Above all, she desired to walk in her father's footsteps and honorably serve her fellow man, the same as he did...

Other/Personal Quirks:
She enjoys read comics, books and 'manga'
She enjoys watching cartoons and 'anime'
She enjoys playing video games
She enjoys going to the gym
She enjoys music, particularly the rock, pop, and electronic music genres.
Adores anything 'cute'
Adores eating/good food
Has an intense fascination of computer technology
Has an intense fascination of weapons/firearms

[All credit for the artwork goes to the deviantArtist KR0NPR1NZ!]

Framework: MESHIA

Primary Weapon: Semi-automatic Pulse Rifle abb. 'SPR' – Is a Framework rifle based on the concept of a rail-gun. In which a projectile is accelerated to hyper-sonic velocities utilizing an electromagnetic 'pulse'. Using the sheer kinetic force behind it as its payload. [The link has three images, fyi.]

Its limitations include:
High Recoil
High 'signature' (The concussive muzzle blast and flash)
Can have a slow rate of fire
Tendency to overheat under increased rates of fire
Requires ammunition
Cannot easily penetrate energy shields
Is only semi-automatic. One trigger squeeze = one shot.

Secondary Weapon: The 'Cross Blade' – The Cross Blade is essentially a sword made up of plasma energy that takes the odd shape of a cross whenever wielded. It's able to cut through most, if not all, armor to include energy shields. Its sole purpose is for close-ranged melee combat.

Side-socket #1: Automatic Pulse Machine Pistol abb. 'APMP' – A select-fire Machine pistol that can either be semi-automatic or fully-automatic. It is essentially a drastically scaled down rail-gun in pistol form. With its dramatically smaller caliber and kinetic energy payload being a fraction of the SPR, its sole purpose is for close-ranged combat. It has the same limitations of the SPR but with reductions in recoil, signature, range, damage, and tendency to overheat. If used on full-auto, it can rapidly chew through ammunition stores. It is stored in a hidden compartment in the Framework's outer right thigh.

Side-socket #2: Head-mounted, Optically-tracked, Auto-cannons abb. 'HOAs' – Mounted on the Framework's head are dual auto-cannons that fire a armor-piercing, high explosive incendiary shell in 3-round bursts. As the Framework's 'eyes' are synchronized with the pilot's heads-up display, where ever the pilot should look is where the cannons will aim and fire. As these are more archaic, the HOAs are the Framework's weakest weapons and should only be used in desperate emergency situations as last resort weapons. Their combat effectiveness is not on par with other, more current Framework armaments.

Their pro/cons include (when compared to the Framework's other weapons)
Lower recoil
More accurate
Extreme rate of fire without worry of overheating
Explosive, incendiary payload
Reduced damage
Reduced range
Reduced signature
Requires ammunition
Can NOT penetrate energy shields
Only effective against armor

Special Ability: 'Dark Hold' – Firing 'Halos' or rings of light from its palms, it can localize an area of varying size to 'freeze' anything trapped within its stasis field. Over time, anything trapped within the field is subject to intense gravitational forces, eventually crushing whatever is caught within the field. The smaller the object, the quicker it becomes compressed and compacted. The larger the object, the slower the crushing effect and more time it'll take before eventual pulverization.

While the Framework is utilizing this ability, the rest of its weapons become locked, unable to be used. This places it in an extremely vulnerable state and makes it susceptible to enemy attack by anything outside of its field. The ability requires the absolute focus and concentration of both Pilot and Framework. If concentration is broken, the field fails and the ability goes on a cool-down timer of 3 minutes before it could be used again.

Other/Misc. notes: As one of the first few prototype Frameworks, the MESHIA does not have some of the same, more advanced functions and weaponry as do other Frameworks. Primarily utilizing more conventional kinetic energy projectile weapons and basic functions and systems. For its defensive measures, as of this writing it solely relies on its thick, heavy armor and does not utilize an energy shield of any sort. Nor does it have any other protective countermeasures such as stealth systems and the like. Its armor adding to much of its weight, it is unable to move as agilely and swiftly as other Frameworks and does not have the ability to fly. Though, it does have a gravity drive that gives it slight mobility and freedom of movement, granting it a sort of levitation.

Possibly due to its age, countless other pilots that have attempted to pilot it registered abysmal synchronization rates. Curiously, those who have attempted to pilot MESHIA are reported to have had hallucinations and nightmares afterwards. Their cognitive functions becoming permanently affected or impaired.

[All credit goes to the artist Toru Nakayama for the mech, sword, and pistol design! All credit goes to the artist Shuichi Iseki for the rifle design!]

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