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My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

Aight I'll try get a post out soonish (2-6 hours). It'll probably have Skyfall getting ready to throw a car.

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

Yeah I'll keep going. Just gotta figure out how Aya is going to throw a car bomb at the windy boi.

Warhammer 40k: Enemy Without, Enemy Within - an 'Ecclesiarchal' RP [Mature][High Casual/Low Advanced]

Caroline ceased fire as the last of the invaders fell, she kept looking around feeling that this couldn't be the full crew of the boarding ship. But her vigilance didn't seem to be needed, even Victorine was perplexed by the shortage of hostiles, indeed some of the fighters were fierce but they couldn't have hoped to take an entire ship with just this many. Caroline remained quiet as Victorine contacted the captain, she too was eager to hear what in the world was going on. And it seemed the captain only had bad news, he was pinned down by a Heavy stubber and one of the pirates somehow got some power armor.

Caroline nodded as Victorine dealt out the next set of orders, their next stop being the Genetorium. But before that Caroline was eager to find any pirates who hadn't died yet, and unluckily for them she found a few. A mutant and a Kroot, their forms being twisted and broken. She wasted no time and simply planted her armored boot on the head of the mutant, applying enough pressure to sink her boot right through the horrific flesh sac that it called a face. As her boot finally crush the skull of the hideous creature, she produced her knife and made her way over to the Kroot. Again her work was fast, her knife being plunged right into the neck of the beaked monster, one jerk of the wrist and the head was completely removed, set rolling across the cold floor off the ship.

That being done it was time to move out with the rest of her squad and save the captain. If this power armored figure actually knew what they were doing then they could be a serious problem.

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Caroline looked on as the mutants suppressed the captain with gunfire, there wasn't many of them but they should still be approached with caution. She wanted to bust out and mow the filth down, but she also knew that she'd probably end up as a sister of paste if she did that. She gritted her teeth under her helmet and looked over at Victorine. "I can take out one of the heavy gunners, but I'd need some cover fire." She'd already had a close call with getting badly wounded today, so Caroline wasn't the keenest on pulling her 'murder everything with massive heavy bolter' move, as some of the pirates proved to no be fully incompetent.

That being said she was indeed ready to die for the Emperor, but dying to a lowly band of pirates seemed like an idiotic way to go. It also seemed that the one in power armor was a coward, fleeing the scene upon seeing them. There were a lot of things that made Caroline angry, but few made her blood boil as much as cowards, it only added to her rage that the coward was also a heretical scum.

Without another word Caroline had opened fire, targeting one of the mutants wielding the heavy stubber, she would show the filth what true firepower was. And she did, the mutant's bulk would be no match for the disgusting amount of firepower Caroline's heavy bolter was packing, huge chunks of meat being blown off instantly. "Burn scum!" She would yell as she continued shooting, the mutant's bodies quickly turning into seared pulp.

Strange Cases of SYNBAD [High Casual]

Bridget woke to the sound of her alarm, it's incessant ringing making sleep a distant memory. She lay there curled up on her bed, her bed being hardly big enough to support her. Even with it being a double bed she still needed to huddle into a ball. This room is awful. She reached over to her custom built phone, sliding the the alarm of, finally ending it's ringing. She groaned as she finally uncurled herself, her legs rolling over the edge of her bed and her feet landing on the ground. Bridget hated this cramped space, the only thing that wasn't too small was the sealing, and that was attributed to it being an old style fire station, being built back when all the sealing's were around 13 feet tall.

She brushed her hair from her face as she shuffled over to her dresser, sliding open the draws and sifting through he neatly folded clothes. "What to wear, what to wear?" She said to herself, she knew it'd have to be something special, she couldn't be caught at an event like this in anything that was less than gorgeous. As Bridget continued looking through her clothes she eventually found something she deemed appropriate for this event. Bridget had settled on a ravishing black dress that she felt would keep a fair few eyes on her, well she hoped she would at least.

Bridget would stretch her small wings and tail, letting out a sigh of relief as she felt lots of things pooping back into place. She carried the dress and a couple of towels with her into the bathroom. She grumbled to herself about the tiny showers, stripping down and placing her dirty clothes in a pile next to her towels and dress. She ducked into the shower cubicle and turned on the hot water, she didn't mix in any cold water or anything, just pure hot water. She cleaned herself, taking a considerable amount of time, not only because she was through, but because of her extra limbs.

After she was finally finished in the shower she shuffled out of the cubicle. But instead of using a towel to dry off like a normal person, Bridget simply raised her temperature to such a degree that all the water on her turned to steam. This trick doesn't work for her hair though, so she did need to dry that like normal. Now with the shower finished, it was time to style her hair, in this area Bridget was actually fairly simple, just drying off and brushing her hair, making sure it was straight.

For a model who endorses facial creams and such, Bridget actually used very little beauty products. It turns out that scales and plated armor don't take creams very well, and most makeup doesn't work well on heated armor plates. This complete lack of make up actually made it so she got ready at a decent rate, even when taking her very long showers into consideration.

She was actually well covered up as she moved around the bathroom, getting into her dress as soon as all her other preparations were done. The black dress actually made Bridget seem oddly intimidating, even more than usual nasty aura. It was something about the red of her scales mixing with the black of the dress, but she looked quite fierce.

Bridget exhaled. It was time to go into the kitchen, so she'd have to engage with the others again. Uggggggh. Reluctantly Bridget made her way down to the kitchen. As she walked down into the kitchen she caught the smell of pancakes, it was nice, but she knew that she wouldn't eat any. She needed a little more than some pancakes and syrup to fill herself up.

She bumped her face into the door frame that lead to the kitchen, this made her instantly angry. She continued into the basement and glared around the room at everyone. "You lot say, nothing." Today was going to be a wonderful day.

Without another word she reached into the fridge, pulled out a whole roast chicken on a plate. Then she walked over to the couch, it groaned as she sat on it, her massive weight being a bane to it's existence. She grumbled to herself, hiding her embarrassment with her anger.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sylph would continue shuffling awkwardly, nervously giggling as she did. She smiled at Tulpa's compliment, these people were very accepting of how she looked, but why did they all have to wink!? Silvia's tail bent around and she grabbed it, holding onto it like a life line, giving her something to squeeze her embarrassment out on. She stood there for a while before she noticed she was grasping her tail, quickly letting it go and looking at the floor whimpering to herself. Silvia wasn't sure how to take the compliments, she'd received them a few times but still had no clue how to take them. "O-oh you are both too kind, b-both of you."

She smiled awkwardly when suddenly someone shouted out a warning, then ground shook. Silvia instinctively raised her wings and powered up her wind barrier, forming a shield to protect Mastar and Tulpa. The ground would shake once more as a massive golem burst from the floor, sending a hail of debris everywhere. Silvia took the shattered pieces of rock fairly well, her wings blocking a good deal of the stone projectiles. The dust and tiniest projectiles simply got blown away buy her wind barrier, while the small and medium sized rock crashed into her wings and back, loud clangs accompanying the impacts on her shell.

After the hail of rocks and dust settled down, Sylph looked at Mastar and Tulpa, lowering her wings. It seemed like this sudden attack had knocked some sense into her, no longer cowering like a terrified animal. "Are you two alright?" She asked, only waiting a short moment before turning to face the towering golem. It was big, it had lots of thugs covering it's body, acting like some kind of transport. She then saw Mastar reform in front of her looking up at the golem, Mastar then asked if Sylph could give her a boost, this made Sylph a little embarrassed again. "I-uhhh. I'm not the best at flying, I don't think it well end well if I try doing it inside." She shook her head a little, pushing her embarrassment aside and refocusing on the golem.

She looked around the room, seeing all the other heroes, and the civilians. This could end very badly, they needed to act fast. Sylph would start shooting out her weakest wind blasts, hoping to knock over a few of the lackey goons. Her aim wasn't that great as she fired off a few projectiles, hoping they would connect. "What are we going to do?" She called back to Mastar and Tulpa, fairly sure that negotiation was out of the option.

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

Aya would follow after the Captain and Skyfall, she was glad Skyfall was able to dispatch the cops without suffering much if any damage. She would commend him on his work later, he was going to be a good asset to the dark tree. She then listened to the Captain lay down the situation, it was pretty bad, she knew that much. She wanted to volunteer to throw the grenade, but she knew she wasn't better than any of the mercs. She let out a soft sigh. The suddenly the ground shook, a massive explosion or something had just shook the entire building. Now one of the few possible causes was standing right next to her, so one of the other two suspects must've been responsible. Artorius or Kyouran had to be the cause, her money was on Artorius, because if it were Kyouran there would be heavy stomping going on too.

"Captain, could I possibly borrow a grenade? I'm not the strongest fighter, so I could use the firepower against the heroes.

Aya was thinking to herself, using the grenade to set off a car, use it as bit of extra fire, like the lieutenant suggested. She knew she could get skyfall to throw the car, she'd just need to plant to grenade near the fuel tank.

Xenoblade -=- Encounters

Looks great, I think it'll be cool seeing all the kinds of characters people will come up with. Count me interested.

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

You're not waiting for me to post are you @Renny? Because if you are I'm so sorry, I've been waiting on you.

Strange Cases of SYNBAD [High Casual]

Name: Bridget Blackburn

Age: 24

Alias: Bahamut

Tier: 5

Years Spent in SYNBAD: She's brand new, only having been around for a week.

Appearance: Bridget has a fairly unique appearance, being rather dragonic in nature. She's got a few extra limbs when compared to a normal human, having a large tail and a small set of wings. Most of her body is covered in thick leathery hide and crimson scales, excluding her torso and head, which consist of pale heavily armored plates. Her head is adorned with a frightful set of horns, sharing the colour of her scales. The horns lay atop a luscious head of long pale cream hair that can extend to the floor (Though for convenience purposes she's had it cut to about shoulder length.) Bridget has a smooth face, it being almost like a porcelain mask due to being heavily armored. This mask like face makes her black and red eyes even more intimidating, her gaze being that of nightmares.

Bridget has a voice that is as unique as her looks. It is a very deep and commanding voice, while it retains its feminine feel. Her voice also has a light growling echo to it, the growl is only really noticeable when she's angry or forcing it.

Although she doesn't like to talk about these, for CS purposes we must all know her height and weight. Bridget is a towering figure, standing a solid 313.4cms, and still growing. Her heavy scales and plated armor (much to her dismay.) make Bridget a staggeringly heavy creature, weighing in at around 445kgs.

Ignore the drill on the tail, and the blades growing off her forearm. Blades are Jacks stick.

Personality: Upon first meeting Bridget you wouldn't be blamed for thinking she's a total bitch. Her mix of passive-aggression and bad attitude can be horribly jarring when you first meet her. And you better get used to being called an idiot, because that might just be her favorite word, along with it's many variations.

Despite her proud and sometimes arrogant behavior, Bridget is actually highly concerned of how other people see her. She masks her insurgencies, pretending to not be fazed or to get angry. If someone were to actually crack open her rough outer shell, they might just find someone who's pleasant to be around.

Bridget always holds up her dignity, and when things threaten to degrade her image, she normally goes on the defensive, or in her case offensive.

Another large part of Bridget is her temper, she's a very easy individual to set off, although her outbursts never break into harsh physical violence, she isn't opposed to lesser physical abuse like tripping, slapping or pushing. This temper often gets her into situations she'd rather avoid, most of the time regretting what she's done later.

Behind all the bitch, she really just wants people to get to know her for 'her' and not the propaganda that the magazines show, but she's also worried that nobody cares about who the person behind the photos is.

She is also very very humble as fuck. Like really without question she is the most humble person you will ever meet.

Skills: Bridget is a rather sporty girl, being especially good at basket ball.

Hobbies: Bridget sometimes partakes in sports, mainly basketball, volleyball and tennis.

Weapons: Bridget doesn't use weapons, mostly because metal objects tend to bend and misshape when she uses them, and they aren't commonly designed in a way that allows Bridget to handle them effectively.

Equipment: Again she avoids equipment because of her tendency to melt or ignite said equipment.

Fighting Style: Bridget has no formal or non formal training in any sort of fighting, leading to her relying heavily on her brute strength and elemental abilities over proper combat form. This makes her easy to read as she throws wide punches or claw swipes, but sometimes she may incorporate her tail into attacks leaving even seasoned fighters surprised.

Explain what your character can and cannot do within the given areas;

Strength: Bridget is very strong, easily able to pick up and throw cars, even able to stop a moving bus if the situation ever arises. Metal is still metal and does require effort to break through depending on thickness but brick walls are as good as doors when Bridget needs to get somewhere quick.

Endurance: Bridget could be compared to a walking tank in some respect, her torso and shoulders having great resistance towards slashing or impact damage. But fairs much worse against piercing weapons like bullets, while being able to block the lowest calibers of bullets, while larger bullets pierce right through. Along side this, her plated armor does have grooves and chicks in it, where long thin weapons like swords could got through, though it'd be very difficult to do mid combat. Her had also has this dense armor except it's thinner and will crack when hit hard enough, her horns on the other hand provide grate defense for the flanks of her head, while the back remains unarmored.

As for her arms, tail and legs, these areas have tough hide which is good at dampening most damage, but lacks the sheer density of the armored plates. These scale covered areas will be damages buy cutting weapons, like swords and such, but blunt force is ill advised.

Willpower: Bridget has a pretty fragile opinion of herself, normally acting unaffected or getting angry when harsh comments are made. She is also not good with gore, being unsettled by it, or straight up puking depending on the amount/specific body parts.

Speed: Bridget is kind of like a truck when it comes to speed. She's slow to start with, but eventually building up to great speed, and you'll not want to be in front of her when at said speed. But also like a truck, she lack agility, so tight turns and obstacles are going to be a large problem for her.

Reaction Speed: Bridget isn't the fastest when it comes to reaction speed either, Being around the average.

Name of Ability: Drako Furnace

Class: Physical

Character Theme: Dragonic mutations, making the effected look more like a beast or demon rather than a human being. Also producing and projecting heat. Being like a living furnace, with a body hard like stone and a core that's hot like lava.

Ability Capabilities: Bridget's abilities allow her to perform great feats of strength and durability, far exceeding any regular human feats. Along with these attributes comes her control over heat, letting her burn or melt objects.

Qualities of Ability: (See the combat information tab for her physical abilities. Though a thing to note, her tail is prehensile.) Bridget has the ability to produce vast amounts of heat, be it inside her or immediately around her. Bridget is able to focus this heat her body generates and manipulate in a verity of ways, such as projecting it in the form of a beam, or simply radiating it from her body. The heat she produces is visible, having a dull or bright orange hue, depending on the intensity of the heat. When using any of her heat abilities Bridget's, any cracks or groves in her torso/face armor will glow with eh same colour.

Strengths of Ability: Bridget's strong physical potency and ability to produce heat make her a fearsome combatant. Her considerable strength and heat abilities allow her to dish out great amounts of damage, while her size and armor allows her to take many hits and continue fighting.

Weaknesses of Ability: Bridget is not an marathon runner, being rather quick to tire if exerting herself for short periods of time. This is a result of her increased metabolism, meaning she needs to eat more frequently than others, add that to her large size, and it is plain to see how food and energy are a big problem for Bridget. Her exhaustion can be accelerated if things like water or ice are used to cool her, forcing herself to reheat and expend more energy than normal. She also doesn't have any kind of enhanced healing factor despite having a faster metabolism, her armored plates in particular take a long time to heal without assistance, being comparable to repairing bones.

Limitations of Ability: Bridget's has limits on her power, that she currently can't work around. Her current maximum temperature is around 1000 degrees Celsius making her able to melt concrete. She can also only perform one kind of heat projection at a time, eg she couldn't fire a beam of heat while also making a heat field around herself.

Biograph:

Humble dragon talking about being born/being pretty

"Being born a deformed beast baby actually has its advantages, turns out being different is a great way to get noticed. I feel a little bad, most people had to work for their fame and money, me. Well. But I was famous from birth, the story of my entrance to the world making newspapers, and my dad even took me onto a news show when I was just 6 months old."

"My life had pretty much been chosen for me, a life in the spotlight for a very special girl. But hey some people are just born with gifts others don't have. Just because I can do something others can't doesn't mean I'm a cheater. With great power comes great responsibility right?"

Humble dragon interview

"Hello this is your host Susan Simmons, and welcome everyone to. Talking Beauty! Tonight we have a very special guest with us, give a warm welcome to, Bridget Blackburn!"

The crowd cheers as Bridget walks onto the stage, utterly dwarfing Susan, Bridget was smiling as she waved to the audience, quickly taking her seat on the couch.

"Welcome to the show Bridget, how's your day been so far?"

"It's been wonderful Susan, thanks for asking."

"Ok I know it's a little hasty but I think everyone can agree they'd love to dive right into the questions, isn't that right girls?"

The audience would roar in agreement. This would make Bridget smile.

"How could I say no to that?"

Susan would laugh briefly before looking up at Bridget.

"Well Bridget, we're all familiar with your work in the modeling industry, and the great contributions you've made to high strength skin moisturizer, but tell me. What was it like before all the cameras and cream?

"Well, as you can imagine, I've always stood out, though it only really started getting crazy when I got into high school. I was fairly low profile through kindergarten and primary school, my parents were a little protective back then. Worried about me getting bullied, don't know why they were worried about that, I was a foot taller than all the other kids."

Bridget would chuckle.

"Really? You were never bullied? Not at all?"

Bridget would shake her head.

"Not in person no. I was in a fairly small primary school, and I am pretty sure my parents made the teachers be extra vigilant for bullies."

"Well that is great parenting on their part, but what about high school? You said that's when things started to get crazy right?"

Bridget nodded.

"They sure did, and I'll admit it, I was afraid on my first day. But it was strange, all the boys were nervous around me, there were hints of this coming to the end of year six, but not on this scale. At the time I had no idea what it was so I shrugged it off, I liked talking with girls more anyway."

"Oh that is so precious Bridget. Now actually, I got some information here, and it says you were into sports at school. Is this true?"

Bridget would nod, a giant smile plastered on her face.

"Yes it is. It's funny, it was always like playing against a half team in year seven, eight and nine, but that was mostly due to all the boys being distracted, They just couldn't take their eyes off me."

Bridget and Susan shared a chuckle.

"I mean I would've been a little distracted myself, ha ha ha. Now I'm not sure how many people remember this, but you actually tried to become a professional basketball player didn't you?"

Bridget let out a soft sigh.

"I did actually, sadly I wasn't allowed to play. I was about nine foot at that point, so I was kept out due to having an unfair advantage, it was a big bummer. It was actually right after I was declined, that my dad suggested going into modeling, and am I every glad I listened to him."

"I think you'd have done great no matter what you did Bridget."

"You're probably right Susan."

"You know it girl, now stay tuned everyone, after the ad break we're bring out some animals!

What do you mean!? Of coarse I meant to do that!

"Breaking news, a high speed police chase has been stopped by the new breed model Bridget Blackburn. The criminal who are now in custody had just robbed a bank four blocks away, and had many officers tailing them, when suddenly their car collided with the towering new breed. She suffered minimal injuries stopping the getaway car dead in it's tracks. Eye witness' say that she looked as surprised by her stopping the car as the robbers were, Bridget herself stated she was amazed by her own strength, but she felt like she wanted to help the boys in blue. This actually tied into her being offered a place among the new breeds of SYNBAD."

Quote: "It's not easy being me."

Reputation: Bridget is seen as a model, not a unanimously loved one, often being a target by bigoted individuals, but nothing most physically altered New Breed wouldn't be used to, the only reason it being more noticeable for her is because of her position in the limelight.

Theme Song:

What were you expecting?

My 'Hero' Academia - Devil's Due

Sorry about the wait, that post was ready like 7 hours ago, I'd just not hit post.