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Olympus Academy for the Demigods[High Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Jonas does a fine job of representing those with two dimensions

Olympus Academy for the Demigods[High Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

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Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

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Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

NAGASE ERI

"Matsuoka Minoru, got it. Good to meet you to, Matsuoka-kun! I'm Nagase Eri, using 'Long', 'Rapids', 'English', and 'Pear tree'. I guess being closer to the city did kind of tame it a bit."

For all our talk about regionalisms, life has just been getting more and more interconnected at every level. It's an interesting phenomenon that, with the advent of the digital age, seemed to be taking off especially hard in our generation. Though, that might not have anything to do with the accent yet, as far as I'm aware those die fairly hard.

It must just be a Nishinomiyan thing.

The foreigner who's fight his goddess had stepped in on apparently was waiting patiently for a small break in our conversation, and now addresses Cloacina-sama directly. My bad about that, I just got a little excited to hear a slice of home here. I didn't mean to completely take over. Please, go ahead and continue resolving this.

Matsuoka-kun turns about-face, and is met with a deluge of vitriol directed squarely at his patron Goddess.

Oh.

"Uh oh..." I murmur lowly.

So much for an easy resolution. I really admire your guts, but did you have to follow it up with a direct insult to her and an indirect one to Matsuoka-kun? Airing your grievances is one thing, and I get what you're saying about needing to train close to live combat—

But if you're looking for that, I don't think picking a fight like this is the way to go.

Is that just a western thing, maybe? Venting about people directly to their faces?

Luke always did say they wear their hearts much more on their sleeves over there...

Akira-sensei is quick to break everything up before it escalates further, thankfully enough. She's pretty sensible. I think it would be best if everyone here cooled off a little too, ma'am. But wait, do I have to leave too?

I'm contracted to Kuraokami-sama. I can cool myself off pretty quick if you'd like.

My ice puns are not going to be a thing, I promise.

The caped one marches off my way in a huff, scoffing that she'd train somewhere with fewer idiots on her way out the door. It crosses my mind to approach her and offer to train together, but I got a strong feeling I'd have just been lumped in with "the idiots" and blown off squarely.

I do have to get some rounds in somehow, though.

"Sensei, is this room going to just be out of commission with the gash, or is it still alright to use?"

I mean, I did just get here, so I should be good, right?

Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

NAGASE ERI

I smile in turn. Knew it. And luckily for him, it looks like he's already starting to cool down. Literally. I could almost make a dumb joke about me fulfilling the wishes of my patron god with this, but nobody wants to hear that. Instead, I'll just keep things moving right along.

"You bet! Nishinomiya and proud!" I state, folding my arms as I give him a once-over. Now that I see his face, I can tell that in spite of his height, he's younger than I am. The color-coding of his uniform, which I hadn't really paid much attention to at first, confirmed my suspicions for me. Matsuoka is a first-year.

Looks like I've found myself a kouhai.

...Okay, not really a kouhai in any capacity, I know. I'm as new to the school as he is, since I got transferred at the start of the year. But still, he's someone with common ground, and in this crazy place that's an invaluable trait in someone.

"Nice to know some old neighbors are along for the ride too, huh?"

Now, I'm starting to feel a little more like myself. I thank you for that, Matsuoka-kun. You've helped me out in a way I'm sure you could never know.

I'll have to pay you back.

Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

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Olympus Academy for the Demigods[High Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

Jonas Highwind-Ares

Jonas Highwind

"You can set a good example that you don't have to throw blows or be belligerent to get your point across." -"Iron" Mike Tyson

Personal Information

Name:
Jonas William Highwind

Nickname:

The Biggest Nerd

Birth Date:
August 27

Age:
20

Gender:
Man.

Sexuality:

Cute Tomboys
Straight as an arrow.

In The Mirror

In Depth Appearance:

Clocking in at six foot three, and a healthy, athletic, and musclebound two hundred and twenty pounds, Jonas is a solid and powerful young man. Even without the boons granted to him by his ancestry, he is undoubtedly close to peak condition for a man of his age and size, and owns both speed and power. Contrary to popular belief, the two are far from mutually exclusive (in fact, you could argue them being closely linked). Has a generally strong facial structure, with sharp brown eyes. The beard game is potentially powerful, but rarely is allowed to grow out to more than stubble. Carries himself with confidence and poise, no matter what he may feel internally. Surprisingly good smile.

Clothing Style:

The name of the game is casual wear. Tees, shorts, jeans, sneakers, hoodies, underarmor, basically all he needs to know is the weather and he'll build his clothing choices around it. Very occasionally will bust out a collared shirt. Likes his shirts red, apparently.

Delving Deeper

Likes:

• Martial Arts
• Video Games
• Lifting
• Paleontology (Dinosaurs are fucking cool)
• Stories in General (anime, manga, television, roleplay, pro wrestling, mythology, anything goes.)
• Long Drives with good music
• Food
• Cooking
• Sparring
• Dark Souls
• Just being one of the gang, and a reliable one at that.
• Rooting for the underdog
• Any of the above, with friends
• Cute girls

Dislikes:

• Feeling Idle
• Dishonesty
• Betrayal
• Extremism in general
• Math
• Those lacking in humility
• Floyd Mayweather
• Crossfit
• People who try to sell Crossfit
• The 12-6 elbow Rule and Knees to the head of a "grounded" opponent rule under the Unified Rules of Mixed Martial Arts
• That one judge who scored it 49-46 for Jon (GUSTAFSSON WON THE FIRST THREE ROUNDS)
• Dark Souls 2
• Anyone under his care getting hurt.

Fears:

• Losing Important things
• Not Being Good Enough
• Actually asking cute girls out instead of just sticking to idle chatter
• Probably Grizzly Bears

Habits:

• Foot-tapping
• Scratching the back of the head
• Abusing phone's internet browser

Personality:

♦ Hotblooded ♦ Diligent ♦ Loyal ♦ Jocular

Smarter than the av-er-age bear. While at first, being the son of the god of war might bring up images the typical meatheaded, boorish, jock to end all jocks, Jonas is surprisingly... normal in temprament. While not the smartest guy in the world by any means, he's far from stupid, and is easily as articulate as any other demigod in the academy. Perhaps owing to a lifelong background in martial arts, he's far from your typical blowhard, instead staying easygoing and cordial in day to day interactions. Hell, sometimes he can even be downright polite. However, this isn't to say, by any means, that he's a complete anomaly.

Respects strength in any form, of body, of character, of will, you name it, if it's strong, he likes it. Admires great warriors, and is absolutely enthralled whenever given the opportunity to learn of them and their methods. Seriously, if you ask him who his favorite author is, he'll probably either namedrop Jack Slack or Connor Ruebusch. While neither being Athenian nor particularly displaying an extreme aptitude for strategics, what he is is a thinking fighter, a veritable sponge when it comes to techniques and the tactics of their implementation. He may not be the best general in the world even amongst his brethren, but he does a hell of a job at getting his hands dirty.

He's one of those guys that manages the duality of being both laid-back and simultaneously brimming with a quiet intensity, less a volcano waiting to blow its top and more the purring engine of a high-end sports car. Sure, once he gets hype, he gets hype, but until then?

It's the calm before the storm.

Wait, shit, that's more a Zeus kinda line...

Background:
Raised by a single mom, Jonas was stuck from a very young age into a nearby martial arts program, just as much to give him something to do while she worked her three jobs as it was to teach him discipline and keep him out of trouble. While throwing you kid at a karate school is always a crapshoot at best given the variety of factors involved, the young Highwind boy took to the martial arts like a fish does to water, always looking forward to his mom getting off of work and being able to take him to the studio after school each day. Especially since, while the discipline did come after a time (along with healthy doses of age and experience), the trouble at school was much, much harder to shake. Despite being a decent enough kid, Jonas always found himself getting into brawls in the classroom, at lunch, behind the playground; anywhere was free game. It wasn't that he started them or sought them out, either. It was like fighting was drawn to him much as he was to the art involved in it. Never one to start a scuffle, he tried to keep to himself, but 99 times out of a 100, he did find himself ending them.

Such was life.

While school and such was hell in a handbasket, he often found refuge in the community of the martial arts studio, growing from a competent, studious little kid into a respected, knowledgeable young man, becoming a mentor as well as a student to those that came after him. Life had begun to turn around: he had more confidence, he was helping his mother tremendously with the new source of income, he even was starting to pick his grades back up--

And then Dad showed up, and everything got flipped-turned upside down.

One long, weird talk later, and he was the son of the Greek God of War, going to be sent off to Olympus Academy, and was a demigod walking amongst mortals. And hey, Dad's really, truly is sorry he can't be there for you or your sister, but those shits in the middle east have been keeping him so damn busy these days.

What the fuck, man?
Extra:

Poseidon's a G.

Godly Information

Godly Parent:

Ares

Relationship With Godly Parent:
Rather hands-off, and out of necessity as opposed to any real lack of willingness. Turns out, with all the conflicts the world's constantly going through, Ares is a busy son of a bitch. The two are amicable enough, but there's a definite air of awkwardness between them whenever put in the same room, a byproduct of the unfortunate distance between the two. Nonetheless, Ares has always found a way to, if nothing else, at least keep an eye on the boy, even if he can't always be there for him, and he is proud of him for sticking to his guns in the face of life. It's a rough world out there.

He of all beings would know.

Godly Abilities:

Impregnable Defense, Impetuous Style -- Call it a cheat code for the human body. In battle, Jonas's already considerable athleticism and durability skyrocket, soaring to outright inhuman levels of strength, speed, agility, reaction times, and toughness. Consider the difference between a man in his athletic prime versus himself, twenty, thirty years down the road. Now give him steroids and probably crack. Now apply all these factors to the physical stats of, say, Spider-Man. Scary stuff, right? Son of the God of war, people, he's going to be a physical beast.

The Drums of War -- When listening to a particularly hype piece of music in the background, he gains an additional boost in physicality, as well as a decreased sense of fear. For example, while he may stick and move in one instance, if the right song's playing he'll get downright crazy, trying to pull off flashier and flashier techniques.

A Call to Arms: Can summon any weapon he can think of from his Father's personal armory by verbally describing it, typically in intense detail and with a lot of energy usage—and then memorize it through taste. The definition or weaponry extends to ammunition and even gunpowder, although he's not yet fluent enough to manage to create more mundane things that could count as "improvised" weapons.

Those he has to find on his own.

Jonas Highwind Relations (In Construction)

Jonas Highwind

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| ☠ Enemy || ☯ Neutral || ★ Friend || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ⚜ Acquaintances|[ hr]

Zeus Children

| Cecily Aglaia Merrick {☯} |
Upperclassmen. Don't talk enough to say anything. Seems okay.

Poisedon Children

| Rhea Psomas {⚜} |
Friends with Dana. Seems like scared little girl in over her head. Wants to learn. Protect smile.

Hades Children

| Marcella Bonparte {⚜} |
Don't touch my car.

Demeter Children

| Delilah . Wells {☯} |
Okay kid. Think she might like Dal, but I dunno.

Hera Children

| Avery J Stratton {☯} |
Tall.

| Halo Douglas {☯} |
Ranma 1/2 was a fun series. Wouldn't mind a continuation.

Ares Children

| Jonas Highwind {★} |
Beast.

| Harada Danaye {♫} |
P R O T E C T S M I L E

Athena Children

| Webster O’Connor {☯} |
Sparred once or twice. Trickier with a sword than you'd think. Needs to be the smartest guy in the room.

| Rebekah Anne Cross {★} |
Self-protecting smile. Came a long way, am proud. Need to talk into cosplaying as Satsuki.

Aphrodite Children

| Skye Zachary Woodsen {☯} |
Exists. Not much common between us. Pretty sure we mutually want to keep it that way.

Apollo Children

| Dallas Relo {♫} |
Ride till die. Squad for life.

| Marina Dixon {⚜} |
Dal's little sister. Auxilary smile to protect.

Dionysus Children

| Dustyn Taylor Flint {☯} |
Don't really know her, too busy dealing with

| Adachihara Kazuma {⚜} |
OMAE SANJOU DA? KURAE, KISAMA! ORE NO KURUMA WO IJIRANAI!

Hephaestus Children

| Zaheen Ibrahim {★} |
BUT THERE WAS ONE
A RENEGADE WITH NOTHING TO LOSE
HE WAS THE GREAT ZAHEEN
THE ONLY ONE FOR ME TO CHOOSE

Still, don't touch my car.

Hecate Children

| Felicity Underwood {☯} |
Literally a Magical Girl. Time will tell if it's like one of my chinese cartoons.

Olympus Academy for the Demigods[High Casual, Slice-of-Life Roleplay]

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Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

NAGASE ERI

"Nagase-san, right?" Miss Hoshino asks.

Instinctively, I straighten up my posture a bit, standing more at attention when addressed by a teacher. It's a habit I picked up somewhere in the middle of always being coached something back home, I think.

"Yes, sensei. That's me." I reply with a small bow.

Fortunately, slipping back into habits help ease me out of feeling overwhelmed by things most of the time. It's probably something to do with the familiarity of a certain action or way of carrying yourself, like an anchor you can rely on to steady up the ship in rough, unfamiliar seas. Or, something along those lines. To be honest with you, I've only ever been on a boat three times in my life total.

In any case, it's a relief to hear that whatever situation I'd stumbled into seems more or less resolved for now. Nobody's hurt, nor is anyone really in trouble...

Although this Matsuoka guy's— excuse me, his Goddess, Cloacina's— getting a bit of an up-close-and-personal talking to from her. She takes control of his body? That's an odd pact if I've ever heard one. Apparently she needs to ease off on it too...

Only, judging from those tomato-colored ears, she doesn't seem like she's got a complete domain over him.

I bite back a smirk, a skill I've spent years cultivating. You're kinda cruel, aren't you sensei? Poor guy's heart must be going crazy.

I'll throw you a bit of a bone, buddy. You and I are probably gonna need to stick together anyway—

Here's why.

"She does do your accent pretty well, though. Somewhere close to Kobe?" I ask conversationally, having pinged the region at an "almost-certainty" level after the first three words left his mouth. A small chance at Osaka, but I really doubted it.

I'm not as alone as I think I am!

Academy Wars: Rituals and Technology in the Modern World, a Magitech School RP

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