Marlowe

Fire Emblem: Crestfallen

MENTIONS: Alfonse [@Zombehs], Roland @Ithradine, Leonid @Vertigo, and everyone else.

The sight of the little wyrmling was very much enough to soothe the fire within her. Sherry’s fingers twitched as she restrained herself from reaching forward and taking the wyvern into her arms. How cute it was, the little thing, and how much she had wanted a wyvern of her own. Her father had promised her one by the time she went to Irinduil, but he had to leave his station for the time being and she was left without her gift. To be honest, the sight of someone not of noble blood having a wyvern when she didn’t only soured her mood. She scowled and sent a sidelong glance towards Roland. ”No need. Come, we’re falling behind on the tour.” Sherry huffed again as she stepped past her guard, ignoring the cluster of foolish children who tormented the Sylmare boy. Idiots.

Like Augustine promised, he guided them across the whole campus. After the gardens came the mess hall, where the scent of food already hung pungent in the air. Then came the cathedral itself, with its pristine walls and marble decorations– and then the gem of Irinduil, the Officers Academy. That was Sherry’s favorite part, especially when the Archbishop listed the names of all of those who came to the monastery, one of which being her very father. That much in itself was something to be proud of. To think that he set foot where she now stood, headed the very Crimson Foxes themselves. Now, she was following his very path.

Sherry was very tired by the time that they arrived at the dorms and was ecstatic to lay her head on a pillow to take a cat nap. She watched as Augustine once again took his spot at the very lead of the group, her gazing scanning his expression as he smiled and pulled a rolled up piece of paper from his sleeves. A crease furrowed across her brow when he pasted it onto the cobblestone wall at the main entrance to the dormitories. He stepped aside, allowing Sherry to step forwards and peer at the words scrawled on the parchment. Her heartbeat raced as she spoke. ”Theodoric Branden Marlon and Andrion Godson, Roland Amor Vaughann and Elevinthia Alexandra Pernachis…” she murmured, her eyes fluttering down to the bottom of the posting. When she read the names written, she flinched as if she had been hit by a Thoron spell. ”Wh-wha-what is this?!”

”Dormitory assignments, my lady. In these past years, Irinduil has decided to allow cohabitation between students, regardless of gender or background.” Augustine spoke with the same silky smooth voice as before. ”We find that students of the Officer’s Academy have gained much from our decree, and so we went ahead and implemented it once more this year.”

Sherry stared at Augustine with eyes wide as dinner plates and her mouth hung open. Oh no. No no no. This couldn’t be. Though she pleaded with him with her very expression, Augustine simply shrugged and stepped away from the cluster of students. ”You are free to begin unpacking and settle down for rest,” he said. ”Dinner is in four hours from now. I advise you not to be late– if you are, there may not be any food waiting for you when you arrive. Have fun!”

The slender form of Augustine passed behind the line of Crimson Foxes and disappeared around the corner of the dormitories. A shaky breath ushered forth from Sherry lips as she turned on her heel and glared straight at Leonid, her lips pursed into an overly thin line. A poisonous glower glowed in her gaze.

There’s no way I’m rooming with him.

Yokohama Midnights | Persona

Ya can plop her in the Char tab @vietmyke

Yokohama Midnights | Persona

Oda Junichiro

NAME:
Oda Junichiro

AGE:
17

GENDER:
Male

ARCANA:
VII. Chariot

APPEARANCE DETAILS:
Junichiro stands at slightly above average height for a boy his age. Students know him well as a messy, rather unkempt individual; his honey-brown hair is often rustled out of place and his uniform is almost always wrinkled. It's common to see him with a slumped posture and his hands in his pockets or with a glower plastered on his expression. Junichiro is also prone to staring at people he doesn't know, many times to the point of making them uncomfortable.

PERSONALITY:
A problem child through and through, Junichiro is well-known at Izumi for all of the wrong reasons. His grades are poor, isn't very sharp, doesn't participate in sports like the other boys do, and frequently gets lets his aggression get the better of him. He is also rather loud, poorly-spoken, and hot-headed. Because of this, students have labeled him as an anti-social delinquent, actively going out of the way to avoid him. Junchiro doesn't mind too much though; it only means that he has more time to do whatever he wants without anyone holding him back.

Despite everything, he doesn't mean any harm. Sure, he has anger issues and a lot of times he says something he shouldn't. But under that shell, Junichiro is quite the energetic young man with a disdain for injustice and a burning passion for art. He adores spending time with people he calls his friends, even if he's prone to dragging them into sticky situations.

SHORT BIOGRAPHY:
When he was only eight years old, Junichiro's mother packed up in the middle of the night and left without a word. Her sudden departure left him at the mercy of his drunkard father, who deemed him the sole reason his wife left. He was a disgrace, his father stated, something so repulsive that his mother could no longer stand the sight of him. Then came the beatings. The abuse rendered Junichiro a fairly reserved little boy who had trouble making friends. When he did, he'd quickly become clingy and follow them around like a lost puppy.

His early onset of puberty unbottled all of the anger he had welling in him. Junichiro's disagreements with his friends were aptly dealt with through punches and bites, and soon enough he was left without any. His father's beatings continued and his unbridled fury only festered further. Other students became wary of him, then fearful. By the time Junichiro went to Izumi Academy, he was socially labeled as a ticking time-bomb. Many people avoided him-- others actively went out of their way to torment him. The fights continued-- some of them more vicious than many others than he had been part of until then-- and he spent more days in detention than he could count. It was at the end of his second year that the academy threatened him for the last time: if he returned the next year and further instigated violence on school grounds, he would be expunged from the academy. Junichiro was smart enough to know that he couldn't afford something like that to happen to him. Perhaps that's why he's been drawing so much at school as of late.

TRIVIA:
- Junichiro's an amazing artist, but he's very self-conscious and apprehensive about it. One's lucky to even see a handful of his drawings.

- Despite not having a job, Junichiro always seems to have money to buy all the food and video games he desires.

- He's an avid animal lover and cares for all sorts of strays.

OTHER:
Nothing as of yet.

Yokohama Midnights | Persona

ALSO don't post the Midnight Realm part in the ooc PM that to me please! If adds to the shock value/development/surprise

Yokohama Midnights | Persona

Yokohama Midnights | Persona

JAPAN, 2071. For once, the planet is peaceful as technology continues to flourish. Hoverboards and airtouch devices are popular, major chain restaurants are almost completely managed by robot cat hosts, physical health is monitored through chips inserted into the bloodstream, and humans and domestic animals have strengthened their bonds through the use of interspecies speech translators. Despite everything, these technologies seem to fade in the presence of virtual reality. It’s ever present in Japan; with its help, doctors perform complicated surgeries, soldiers are exposed to hyper-realistic training, individuals even use it in place of hallucinatory drugs… and of course, almost everyone uses it to play video games.

When VIVIDREAM, an obscure VR-gaming company, sent prototype headsets out to one hundred lucky individuals in Yokohama, the city appeared to celebrate overnight. The VIVIDREAM headsets provided gamers with a completely new virtual reality experience. More vibrant displays allowed players to further immerse themselves in their games, there weren’t any instances of lag or delay, and instances felt much, much more realistic. The headsets were lauded as a godsend to both casual and hardcore gamers alike.

Then Uehara Masahiko, a popular student and hard-core VIVIDREAM technoid at Izumi Academy, slipped into a coma. The incident was enough to send a shiver through the student body. Whispers passed from class to class. He pushed himself too hard. He spent too long playing on the VIVIDREAM. Rumors flitted about, as well: there were claims that Masahiko hardly ever left his house and only left to go to school, that there were these strange games that appeared on the VIVIDREAM but only at midnight, that someone swore they saw Masahiko on it once before he fell unconscious. A month passed and students slowly went back to their lives. They had tests to pass, friends to watch out for. There was no need to dwell on an isolated incident. Everything was fine.

Right?

At the tick of midnight, the virtual reality presented by VIVIDREAM undergoes maintenance and morphs into the MIDNIGHT REALM. Sometimes it might display a sci-fi MMO. Other times it might display a fantasy single-player. The possibilities are endless, but they are always dependent on the type of game its victim (or host) usually plays. However, it is always riddled by dangerous creatures called Shadows that are extremely aggressive. If one dies in the Midnight Realm, they are consequently placed into a coma from which they may never wake up in the over-world.

Players should make their characters’ Personas, their choice of weaponry, and their get-up reflect the type of game they like. Someone who is devoted to a fantasy game should have a Persona that reflects that archetype, i.e. King Arthur, Gawain, Morrigan, other types of knights and mages, and so forth. On the other hand, someone who spends their time playing a lot of western games will have a Persona similar to legends like Billy the Kid, Butch Cassidy, etc. This also corresponds to their main weapon Midnight Realm, though their clothing will change once they enter other worlds beneath the umbrella of the Realm.

0. FOOL: ...
I. MAGICIAN: Hayakawa Kimiko
II. PRIESTESS:
III. EMPERESS:
IV. EMPEROR: Mori Kaito
V. HIEROPHANT:
VI. LOVERS:
VII. CHARIOT: Oda Junichiro
VIII. JUSTICE: Igarashi Kaede
IX. HERMIT:
X. FORTUNE:
XI. STRENGTH: CLAIMED!
XII. HANGED MAN:
XIII. DEATH:
XIV. TEMPERANCE: CLAIMED!
XV. DEVIL: Shinozaki Yurie
XVI. TOWER:
XVII. STAR:
XVIII. MOON: Aozora Torio
XIX. SUN:
XX. JUDGEMENT:
XXI. WORLD: ...

Click!

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[b]NAME:[/b] (Last, First)

[b]AGE:[/b] (They should be high school age.)

[b]GENDER:[/b]

[b]ARCANA:[/b]

[b]APPEARANCE DETAILS:[/b]

[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]

[b]SHORT BIOGRAPHY:[/b] (Remember that they are normal high school kids. Don't be overly dramatic or edgy for no reason.)

[b]TRIVIA:[/b] (Anything extra you want people to know. Do they snore loudly when they sleep, do they eat a lot of sweets, etc.)

[b]OTHER:[/b] (Anything extra not expressed in the sheet.)

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[center][h2][i][b][color=9e0b0f]IN THE MIDNIGHT REALM…[/color][/b][/i][/h2][/center]

[b]ARCANA:[/b]

[B]APPEARANCE:[/B] (What they look like when they are within the Midnight Realm but [i]not[/i] in a specific world itself.)

[b]WEAPON PREFERENCE:[/b](The type of weaponry they prefer using; knives, blunt weapons, etc)

[b]MAIN WEAPON:[/b]

[b]PERSONA'S NAMESAKE:[/b] (The Persona you choose for your character must reflect your character's Arcana.)

[b]PERSONA'S APPEARANCE:[/b] (Can be an image or description.)

[b]PERSONA'S SKILLS:[/b] (Should be about 2-3 at max. Do not make your Persona overpowered in the beginning of the roleplay.)

[b]PERSONA'S HISTORY:[/b] (A short line or two about the Persona. Who were they? What were they known for?)

Final Fantasy: Lightseekers

MENTIONS: Everyone

Neve bobbed her head at Galahad’s words before she raised her gaze to the sky. The grass had become much higher during the conversations passed around their number; its blades threatened to rub up against her chocobo’s beak and already tugged her robes as if they were the eager hands of children that reached up to touch her. On the other hand, the wind that cut through the expanse of fields was as harsh as ever and continued to roughly tousle her hair. It was by some miracle that she had caught the conversation between Arton and Izayoi and Leifur’s suggestion of stopping at Midgar, along with Eliane’s approval. There was nothing that she could say about Izayoi’s history, especially when she stated she didn’t want any sympathy. War was a terrible thing– she couldn’t begin to formulate an explanation as to why humans were so vicious and greedy, so angry and willing to destroy those who were weaker. How unfortunate it was that humanity simply couldn’t get along.

Goug, who had been quietly following behind them with some difficulty, piped up at Leifur’s suggestion. ”We won’t reach Midgar by sunset, much less by dawn. The grass slows us down too much,” he chirruped. ”We’ll have to make camp at nightfall, kupo.”

Camp out there? Neve glanced at the others, then at the grass. How were they supposed to make a good site in the middle of the tall blades?

Persona: Yokohama Midnights

Where be our Lovers and Priestess >_>

Persona: Yokohama Midnights

What's everyone else looking like for Arcana

Persona: Yokohama Midnights

Okay, I'll go ahead with making the OOC if no one else joins by the end of tomorrow