King Cosmos

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Reiko Hanekawa

Hacker

Name: Reiko Hanekawa

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Personality: Some people like to say “honesty is the best policy”, most people think little white lies never hurt anyone and others spend every day pretending to be something they are not just to get through life. As you grow out of childhood and into adulthood it’s important to find the right balance between truths and lies that will allow you to comfortably navigate social situations in a way that both lets you get what you want while also not troubling your conscience too much; in Reiko’s case, she found that life got a lot easier when she started telling people what they wanted to hear rather than what was true or what she really thought. She also found that lying didn’t really bother her that much.

Bio: Reiko is a popular person, well-liked by almost everyone she meets at school or elsewhere; she is seen as kind, caring and intelligent, always willing to help when asked or always available to lend an ear to someone’s troubles. She’s never short on friends, has a thriving social life and always has a smile on her face; no boyfriends though, she’s always too busy to date and will gently turn down anyone who asks her out. She seems almost perfect.

Because this is what she wants people to think.

To tell the truth, and she rarely does, the Reiko most people see is just a character she came up with to make her life easier. She doesn’t care about the people she helps, or the petty problems they come to her with, she just helps them because it’s what’s expected of her; besides you’d be surprised at how quickly you build up favours like that and when you’re seen as someone who is always so busy helping others it’s easy to pass your responsibilities off onto everyone else. As long as she takes credit for it she can then build up even more favours. She doesn’t actually like the people she hangs out with nor shares any of the interests she claims to share with them. It’s easy to pretend to have a busy social life when you get invited to everything, even if you end up going to none of them.

She doesn’t like people nearly as much as she pretends to; if anything she’d say she hates them. But people don’t really like it when you tell them that; nobody actually wants to hear the truth. The only issue is that she’s trapped herself in this situation, she’s made herself too popular, and even though it makes for an easier life than the alternative of being hated it’s exhausting wearing a mask all the time.

That’s why she spends so much time in EDEN. Even though she only created an EDEN account because everyone was talking about it, she soon found that it offered exactly the kind of escape from her daily life that she was looking for. The first time she put on the headset she almost cringed at the sight of so many people in one place before the mask fell into place, but no one knew or cared who she was; no one tried to talk to her, no one was asking her for favours or advice or trying to invite her to things. She was anonymous. She soon found it was much easier for her to avoid people she knows while in a Digital Dive than in real life; she could simple change her clothes, hair or anything except her face, like putting on a disguise, and disappear for a while.

Putting on a disguise so she could take off the mask was a strange concept, but EDEN is the only place she has found where she can drop the act for once and be herself and she has been an avid user ever since.

The freedom she found in EDEN was liberating, but at the same time she sometimes found that freedom somewhat limited by such obstacles as security or firewalls. She understood the need for privacy, but as someone who started using EDEN as a means to not feel trapped such things were almost a personal affront to Reiko, so she started looking for ways around them. She taught herself how to hack as best she could using the resources available to her, but as someone who was never into computers much it was slow going. She read any source she could find and got in contact with anyone she could to help her, burning a few favours from people at school in the process, but her aptitude in this area was somewhat lacking; even now she struggles to hack anything more complicated than rudimentary firewalls.

Then she found out about Digimon. Or at least, she found out that hackers used them to break down walls that they couldn’t hack normally. That sounded a lot manageable than what she was currently doing, not to mention easier; why wasn’t everyone doing this?

Since those early days Reiko has made it a habit to break into any secure area she can just for the sake of doing so, although anything with a firewall that can’t be broken down with brute force is pretty much safe from her. She sees any area sealed off from the public as a challenge to be overcome, scouting the location, planning her break-in and executing it only to do nothing more than look around for a while before leaving. Even so she has more than a few somewhat high profile break-ins on her “resume” and a few places have even upgraded their security because she began targeting places nearby; not that that was usually enough to stop her.

Reiko doesn’t think of herself as a hacker, but this kind of activity is probably why she received an invitation from some group called Jormungundr.

Digimon

Digimon 1:

In-Training: Minomon

Rookie: Wormmon

Champion: Stingmon

Ultimate: Jewelbeemon

Mega: Bancho Stingmon

Digimon 2:

In-Training: Puroromon

Rookie: Funbeemon

Champion: Waspmon

Ultimate: Cannonbeemon

Mega: Tiger Vespamon

Fate/『 』Märchen

I imagine Shielder will be making a move soon. Although I think we're also the further away from everyone else?

Fate/『 』Märchen

Cleo Forsberg

Summoning her Servant; Preparing for war

Cleo fought not to flinch as the hand lashed out at her, her entire body tensing up at the sudden action even as Shielder’s grin and laughter seemed to suggest he meant her no harm. She was nearly knocked off her feet by the heavy blow to her back, managing to limit herself to a small stumble as her Servant’s demeanour changed entirely in a moment.

It seemed her gamble had paid off; she suspected that Ajax was someone who would respect her attempt to push back against him, that he wanted a Master who could stand alongside him in this war as something like an equal. As much as that was possible with Servant and Master at least. Alternatively, he was testing her because he was hoping to find a Master who was meek and easily controlled. She attempted the former because she would not accept the latter, but if she had been wrong then her participation in this war would have ended before it had truly begun.

“I am Cleo Forsberg.” Since she had answered his question, it was only fair that she answer his own. “My family deals in fate, in directing the course of events to suit our purposes; as far as this war is concerned, I am a shaman and a diviner.” That should be enough to satisfy his curiosity for now. In time he would realise what it meant to have a Master who was adept at manipulating spiritual energy in a war fought between spirits.

Turning her head to the side Cleo also looked out the moderately sized (to her) window, making note of the fact that dusk seemed to have given way to the encroaching night while she had been summoning Shielder. “This is our first night of the war Shielder. Do you wish to sit it out until I am better prepared, or do you want to see who your opponents are?”

@Crusader Lord

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Archer Actaeon

First meetings are sometimes awkward

Archer stepped aside when indicated to by his Master, walking outside the boundaries of his summoning circle as Mercedes began to clear away the chalk lines and mystical paraphernalia. With the mage distracted, Archer turned his back to her and moved towards the single window in the room, standing to the side of the window frame he looked down on the street below without exposing himself to anyone looking up at him in turn.

I would tell you my name if I could Master, if it wouldn’t turn me into an animal to do so. I still remember what it felt like to be torn apart, body and soul, by the hounds I had so dutifully trained; it’s not something I’d like to experience again. He didn’t turn away from the window to face Mercedes as she spoke, though he listened to every word carefully. The streets were emptier now than they would be during the day, but some people still braved the cold and it was these people that Archer kept his watchful eye on I can’t even explain to you why I can’t speak, not yet at least.

When the mage pulled her cloak about herself Archer pulled himself away from his vigil and followed her out of the room; he disappeared into his immaterial form before they reached the street, following behind his Master invisibly and still keeping a watchful eye on everyone around them. You’re a hunter as well; maybe that’s why I was summoned to you in particular. I can send my hounds to search for our enemies while you show me our base but… I can’t even tell you this much.

@Yankee

Fate/『 』Märchen

Cleo Forsberg

Summoning her Servant; Preparing for war

“You’re taller than I thought you’d be. Ruder too.” She’d known the stories, about how Ajax towered over the rest of the Achaeans to the point of being easily recognisable from the walls of Troy, and she’d seen what was left of his skeleton. Even so her Servant was taller than she had imagined he would be, his broad figure more imposing, his presence more overwhelming and his eyes… darker.

The anger she saw in him, the bitterness, was a far cry from the protector she had wanted. His words were harsh, even discounting the threat on her life, his whole demeanour more dangerous. Has she made a mistake in assuming he would be like the accounts she had read? Did Homer’s epic glorify the heroes of the Greeks and paint them in a better light than they deserved, or did his ignoble end simply change him more than she had thought it would?

“Fine then, Servant, if that’s how you want to play things then we can skip the pleasantries.” She needed to gain some control over this situation before this brute of a man overran her. A Seidr witch couldn’t let herself be intimidated by a spirit, even one as great as this, if she was going to claim victory in this war. “Save your oaths of revenge and maledictions for someone else; do your job and win me this war and there won’t be any need for double crossing. Protect me, as you are known for, and I’ll make you unstoppable; fail me and I’ll find another path to the Grail.”

Perhaps she was pushing her luck with this man. It would have to be seen whether he would respect her convictions or decide that she was more trouble than she was worth. If he moved against her now she would need to use her Command Seals to supress and end him before calling this whole endeavour off and returning home.

“You’ll have your wish, so long as it doesn’t interfere with mine, when we see the end of this war. Now, tell me your name Shielder, so that I can be sure who I’m dealing with.”

@Crusader Lord

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Archer Actaeon

First meetings are sometimes awkward

So, I find myself partnered with a woman once more; I am to fight by her side, hunting a different kind of foe than I did back then.

The mages eyes followed his around the room, perhaps mistaking his expression for disappointment as she commented on its depressing nature. The barren room was not to be their base however, merely their starting point, as she suggested heading to the real location soon, a friendly smile on her lips.

Ah, and she is beautiful as well; she pales in comparison to a Goddess, of course, but she’s beautiful nonetheless. I don’t have the best luck with beautiful women, do I? I’m sorry I can’t speak with you; I still bear the curse of the last woman I was partnered with, even if she was far more than just a woman in truth.

Mercedes reached a hand in his direction, the red Command Seals stark against her skin, as her friendly smile changed to something warmer; the gesture was unfamiliar, though the Grail filled his mind with the knowledge required to understand it. Archer hesitated a moment, staring at the extended hand with that same wariness.

I even find myself contracted to her. An oath of fealty of sorts, backed by the threat of destruction should I break it; a familiar situation. History does like to repeat itself doesn’t it? But maybe this time I can avoid making the same mistakes.

A small spark of resolve entered his eyes before he grabbed her hand with his own, raising his gaze to meet herself firmly as he shook her hand. I am at your service Master.

@Yankee

Fate/『 』Märchen

Cleo Forsberg

Summoning her Servant; Preparing for war

Few people would consider a view overlooking a graveyard to be an amenity, even one with such a storied history as Yanaka cemetery, but for a mage with Cleo’s particular set of skills having a workshop in close proximity to such a large source of spirits was a great boon. Grey eyes swept over the grounds as they peered out of the window of an apartment across the street from the cemetery’s outer wall, taking note of the pedestrians still milling about between the graves this close to sun down. It was a sombre sight, though it was said to be quite beautiful in spring when the cherry blossoms covered the many paths and main shrine road in delicate pink petals; with winter in full swing however the trees were bare and the cold seeped in to make the grief feel heavier.

Cleo turned away from the window, letting the curtains fall back into place as she surveyed her work. The cheap, rented apartment was small but sufficient for her purposes; the lack of furnishings only making it easier for her to clear space for her rituals. The summoning circle was somewhat crude, rituals of this nature being unfamiliar to her, and hastily drawn; time had been lacking once she had finished establishing her bounded field, setting her defensive wards and her guardians, and with nightfall fast approaching there had been the need for haste. Hopefully it would not impact the summoning too much.

In the centre she had placed her catalyst, an overly large femur taken from a burial site near the rumoured site of ancient Troy. Accounts varied on whether Ajax the Greater was buried in disgrace or allowed the usual honour of being burned on a pyre after his death, but a bone of this size, a human bone, found at that place in particular? It could only belong to one man. Procuring it had cost more than she had imagined, but magecraft could make wondrous things happen and money could cover the rest.

A catalyst for a hero from her own part of the world would have been easier to find perhaps, it might even have been a better fit for her, but she had her mind set on this one.

“Let the spirits be the essence; Let bone and flesh and the contract of blood be the foundation
Let raise a shield to protect against the wind that shall fall; Let the four cardinal gates close”

The bulwark of the Achaeans. Not as skilled as Achilles, nor as cunning as Odysseus, nor as fierce as Diomedes; a hero who persevered, who defended his companions to the last, who stood strong in the face of his enemies and never faltered. Surely if anyone could win this war and keep her alive at the same time it would be him.

“See now the branching road; Let fate guide your path, from the Throne to now
Let it be filled, filled, filled, filled and filled again; Five times at each passing
Come forth, Servant. Hear my call and answer; If you will submit to this will and this reason…… then answer!”

@Crusader Lord

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Archer Actaeon

First meetings are sometimes awkward

Archer appeared in front of Mercedes, his eyes meeting hers briefly before the hunter began to look the executioner up and down as if appraising her. He looked at her eyes once more, a curious expression on his face, before turning away to examine the room they stood in instead.

The lack of a catalyst meant that the summoning should have provided her with the most suitable and compatible Servant it could, yes? Then why did her look at her with eyes full of such wariness? Why did he not speak, to ask her name or to confirm that she was his master?

@Yankee

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

Oberon was glad that he had thought to get above rat’s reach before it lunged for him and was equally glad for his recent point investment in Lesser Flight and Faster; without both of those facts he didn’t think he would have been able to avoid the attack like he did. Unfortunately the Mana Slice had missed both of the rat’s eyes, instead splitting the difference and drawing a bloody line between them, but as the creature shook its head it ended up partially blinding itself anyway, granting openings to both Ash and Torrent to land hits.

The rat lashed out with its tail but found nothing within range and Ash responded by dropping from above with some kind of spear held by her tail; when had she made that? The rat jumped, spinning in the air, and struck Digbie’s Earth Wall hard. A moment later it was rapidly climbing that same wall, grabbing the Goblin by the front of his robe, another new piece of equipment, and dragging him to the ground.

As the rat made a beeline for the trees Oberon flew after it, aiming to intercept the creature before he could get away. Even with his increased speed and flight capabilities however he didn’t think he had much chance of overtaking it; the rat was large and had a lengthy stride to match, not to mention the fact that it was fleeing for its life right now. “It’s weak to fire and ice; don’t use water or poison! Magic only!” Quickly relaying the pertinent results from his analysis to the group Oberon created a Fireball in his hands and launched it ahead of the ROUS, aiming above the rat’s head to place a barrier of fire between it and the trees. Hopefully the creature possessed an animalistic fear of fire that would make it pause in its charge long enough for them to deal a more debilitating blow.

Creating another Mana Slice Oberon fired at the ROUS again, this time aiming low and at the rat’s flank, launching a horizontal blade in an attempt to damage the creature’s legs. In the back of his mind he made a note to investigate ways to immobilise opponents more efficiently in the future.

Action Report

Relaying information to party
Cast "Fireball I" to cut off ROUS's retreat
Cast "Mana Slice I" to damage ROUS's legs

@Zeroth@Rune_Alchemist@Gardevoiran@Old Amsterdam

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

Reiko Hanekawa

Hacker

Name: Reiko Hanekawa

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Personality: Some people like to say “honesty is the best policy”, most people think little white lies never hurt anyone and others spend every day pretending to be something they are not just to get through life. As you grow out of childhood and into adulthood it’s important to find the right balance between truths and lies that will allow you to comfortably navigate social situations in a way that both lets you get what you want while also not troubling your conscience too much; in Reiko’s case, she found that life got a lot easier when she started telling people what they wanted to hear rather than what was true or what she really thought. She also found that lying didn’t really bother her that much.

Bio: Reiko is a popular person, well-liked by almost everyone she meets at school or elsewhere; she is seen as kind, caring and intelligent, always willing to help when asked or always available to lend an ear to someone’s troubles. She’s never short on friends, has a thriving social life and always has a smile on her face; no boyfriends though, she’s always too busy to date and will gently turn down anyone who asks her out. She seems almost perfect.

Because this is what she wants people to think.

To tell the truth, and she rarely does, the Reiko most people see is just a character she came up with to make her life easier. She doesn’t care about the people she helps, or the petty problems they come to her with, she just helps them because it’s what’s expected of her; besides you’d be surprised at how quickly you build up favours like that and when you’re seen as someone who is always so busy helping others it’s easy to pass your responsibilities off onto everyone else. As long as she takes credit for it she can then build up even more favours. She doesn’t actually like the people she hangs out with nor shares any of the interests she claims to share with them. It’s easy to pretend to have a busy social life when you get invited to everything, even if you end up going to none of them.

She doesn’t like people nearly as much as she pretends to; if anything she’d say she hates them. But people don’t really like it when you tell them that; nobody actually wants to hear the truth. The only issue is that she’s trapped herself in this situation, she’s made herself too popular, and even though it makes for an easier life than the alternative of being hated it’s exhausting wearing a mask all the time.

That’s why she spends so much time in EDEN. Even though she only created an EDEN account because everyone was talking about it, she soon found that it offered exactly the kind of escape from her daily life that she was looking for. The first time she put on the headset she almost cringed at the sight of so many people in one place before the mask fell into place, but no one knew or cared who she was; no one tried to talk to her, no one was asking her for favours or advice or trying to invite her to things. She was anonymous. She soon found it was much easier for her to avoid people she knows while in a Digital Dive than in real life; she could simple change her clothes, hair or anything except her face, like putting on a disguise, and disappear for a while.

Putting on a disguise so she could take off the mask was a strange concept, but EDEN is the only place she has found where she can drop the act for once and be herself and she has been an avid user ever since.

The freedom she found in EDEN was liberating, but at the same time she sometimes found that freedom somewhat limited by such obstacles as security or firewalls. She understood the need for privacy, but as someone who started using EDEN as a means to not feel trapped such things were almost a personal affront to Reiko, so she started looking for ways around them. She taught herself how to hack as best she could using the resources available to her, but as someone who was never into computers much it was slow going. She read any source she could find and got in contact with anyone she could to help her, burning a few favours from people at school in the process, but her aptitude in this area was somewhat lacking; even now she struggles to hack anything more complicated than rudimentary firewalls.

Then she found out about Digimon. Or at least, she found out that hackers used them to break down walls that they couldn’t hack normally. That sounded a lot manageable than what she was currently doing, not to mention easier; why wasn’t everyone doing this?

Since those early days Reiko has made it a habit to break into any secure area she can just for the sake of doing so, although anything with a firewall that can’t be broken down with brute force is pretty much safe from her. She sees any area sealed off from the public as a challenge to be overcome, scouting the location, planning her break-in and executing it only to do nothing more than look around for a while before leaving. Even so she has more than a few somewhat high profile break-ins on her “resume” and a few places have even upgraded their security because she began targeting places nearby; not that that was usually enough to stop her.

Reiko doesn’t think of herself as a hacker, but this kind of activity is probably why she received an invitation from some group called Jormungundr.

Digimon

Digimon 1:

In-Training: Minomon

Rookie: Wormmon

Champion: Stingmon

Ultimate: Jewelbeemon

Mega: Bancho Stingmon

Digimon 2:

In-Training: Puroromon

Rookie: Funbeemon

Champion: Waspmon

Ultimate: Cannonbeemon

Mega: Tiger Vespamon

Digimon Hackers: Jormungundr

I'm always up for a Discord.

I do have a character coming by the way; just rethinking some things.

Our Daily Lives have Become a Battlefield: A Battle School RP

Farang means foreigner huh? Well, that makes sense.

Ichiro allowed himself to be led over to the shade of a nearby tree, stepping lightly on his bruised leg as advised, his injuries bothering him enough that he felt relieved to be able to lean his weight against its trunk by the time he got there. His head would probably feel fine by the end of the day, assuming nothing had been rattled around too much, but his leg would likely bother him for a couple days at least.

He’d likely have to skip practise for a while.

The fact that Kasemchai was only Rank 11 came as a surprise; Ichiro had fought people ranked twice as high as that or more and they weren’t nearly as strong as the Thai student had been. Granted he had lost to them as well, but he could still notice a difference in power when he was on the receiving end of it. Well, he was a transfer student after all; his low rank was just a result of him only having started recently and not having as much time to earn points as the rest of them.

“Well, ever since the student council president changed the rules all anyone has cared about in this school is their rank and fighting; you can’t do anything without having enough power or enough points, including running a baseball team. No one on our team is all that strong, so we get pushed around a lot and we can’t earn points for equipment or anything else.” Since Kasemchai had asked Ichiro didn’t have any problems sharing his motivations with his fellow student. He was pretty sure most people had an idea of what was going on anyway, it wasn’t like he was quiet about it or that it was a big secret.

“I wasn’t really interested in fighting, but if things carried on the way they were there wasn’t going to be a team for much longer. Everyone put their points together to buy an AED so one of us could earn points for the rest of us.” Ichiro raised Slugger up to illustrate his point. “I’m the only one who could use it.”

Admittedly things hadn’t been going too well since then; he’d managed to go from Rank 0 to Rank 7 in a short enough time, but he wasn’t the best fighter and the school had a lot of people who were better than him. Plenty of people who weren’t so good either, but they weren’t worth many points and Ichiro felt bad challenging someone who couldn’t or didn’t want to fight. “What about you? Did you transfer here just so you could fight?”

@HereComesTheSnow

Fate/『 』Märchen

@Parallel Hearts@Yankee Since Mercedes has now been accepted I think we can finalise the pairing of Archer and the Executioner?