mickilennial

Game: Gnome Town

>[X] Forage for Food

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Hit a wall with Batgirl myself, so I think I'll drop her for the time being despite having a few plot hooks. I'll be drawing up a different concept soon and get the game on my end back on track.

Coelus Iter: From Infinity to Dawn

And suddenly a fourth problem reared its head.

“Just our luck, I guess.”

The girl sighed as she rose from the cockpit, grabbing her blaster pistol from the dash as she did so. She left the intercom on as she checked the system diagnostics one last time. She wasn’t sure how she missed the report on the transformer, but there it was flashing in red. On the bright side, salvaging for common parts needed for transformer repair wasn’t all that out there. It was certainly easier than finding the exact type of angstromatic disc they needed. Easier than finding transponder codes that wouldn’t get them shot into stardust from an imperial cruiser.

“We’re gonna have to salvage. Should be the easiest thing to find on our grocery list.” She said over intercom, “Just going to have to hope we don’t run into trouble. There’ll be enough of that hunting down the transponder codes we need. See you in five... going to make sure I got what I need ready.”

Leaving the pilot’s seat Tryansa took another breath to calm her nerves as her brain went over everything she needed to remember when they left the interior of The Carthage. Broken transformer. Inoperable transponder codes. A compatible angstromatic disc. Not enough credits. It sounded like they needed to make contacts, though the only contacts on Andares Prime she still had didn’t want to see her, let alone hire her and someone they had no track record with.

Miranda was good. Back when Tryansa was last on Andares Prime she hadn’t met her yet and Tryansa herself was rather inexperienced and plucky, a mostly green pilot and occasional hireling. If the local settlement was still run by that old warlord then she would be in steep trouble given how much she had set his operations back. At the very least if he was listening he wouldn’t have recognized The Carthage as its original transponder codes had been wiped from its databanks some years prior to Tryansa meeting Miranda. She wondered how much uncovering her past would do harm, but with Miranda being a fresh face as long as Tryansa kept her head low it should’ve been serviceable enough. If they needed to operate in league with the old man or any of his old cohorts they’d have to do it through Miranda while Tryansa kept quiet and discreet. Tryansa was good at discreet. She could do that.

It didn’t take long for her to dig through her quarters for her extra gear. A spare hold-out pistol, some grenades and other utilities. Her credit chit. She knew she had just enough credits to keep her ship in the “spaceport” unmolested by scavengers and crooks. It was better than landing the ship in the middle of nowhere and hoping for the best. For the time being, anyway.

She straightened her synthetic jacket as she moved a stand of hair from her face, before moving toward the docking bay… or what made for a docking bay. As Miranda likely shuffled through her own things she leaned against the walls of the ship, arms crossed as she waited for them to get started.

Inkarnate Character Concepts

F U K A D A A I K O
F U K A D A A I K O

^{“Think fast! Here comes Fukada Aiko, ready to clash!”}

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_______________________________________________ Demographic Full Name - Fukada Aiko Nicknames - Crazy Aiko Age - 16 Gender - Female Year - Second Year Club Position - Senpou Personality Hider Don't Cry, I'm Not Done Yet! tbd Genki Girl tbd Idiot Savant tbd No Boundaries, No Reason tbd Will the Pain Ever Go Away? TBD Kendo Style Hider What's Kendo? Ha ha! I tricked you, didn't I? 😏😏 The primary stance that Aiko uses is surprisingly, Hassō, Other Information Hider - blurb here - Her dialogue Hexcode color is #BB7A74.

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RWBY: Chasing Shadows

a girl

Huntsman Sheet

“Fufufu~ What’s wrong? Gonna cry?”

Whereas her sister and mother are stoic and calm-hearted, Caramelle decidedly takes after her late father.

The brown-haired girl has no patience or sense of time. Her blood runs hot and her tongue runs hotter. She’s impulsive, headstrong, and arrogant with a sense of berating others for even the smallest annoyances and grievances. In Vacuo you speak your mind or you get run over, a sentiment she has continued to remind herself since she was a little girl. She absolutely detests that her older sister for all of her brilliance takes a lazy, slothful approach to life. After all, if you don’t give 100% all the time do you even deserve to survive in such an environment? Her father had died for dropping his guard around the wrong people and she refuses to belittle his memory by lowering hers. Friends only end up stabbing you in the back. You don’t need friends. You need walls. The more you keep people at distance the sooner you can predict their movements against you.

Her mother obviously doesn’t think such a belief bodes well, but the damage of their past has done what it has. She hopes that Caramelle can grow as a person and learn that trusting people isn’t inherently stupid.

Caramelle speaks louder than her diminutive height suggests. She’s on the shorter end of students at Shade Academy with her sandy hair that resembles the desert environment around her strewn into two distinct tails with simple black wrappings. Her bangs are messy, though not unkempt. Her eyes are brown as well, though a scar runs down her right eye from a past altercation. She always appears to have one or two distinct expressions: one of amusement or one of annoyance. She is not stoic like the majority of her family.

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Name

Caramelle Tawne

Aliases / Nicknames

Mel

Gender

Femme

Age

16

Kingdom of Origin

Vacuo

Race

Human

History

Caramelle is the youngest daughter of famed huntsman, Walnus Tawne and retired huntress Hunie Merigold.

Caramelle’s childhood was situated going from place-to-place, always on the move after her father’s untimely death by a rogue huntress when she was eight years old. Her mother took her and her older sister, Aes, from settlement to settlement as she tried to fill the void. Jobs were scarce, but her mother used to be a huntress so money wasn’t too troubling to find, though food came and went. There were days when there wouldn’t be enough food in the household and her sister would find ways to fill the void while their mother was out working.

Caramelle was eight years old and her entire world had been taken from her. Her father had taught her about the huntsman academies, the responsibility against the Grimm, and the glory of protecting Vacuo from whoever tried to impose their will upon it. Every time he came home from collecting another bandit’s feather in his cap he would tell her a story, a fairytale about a cool huntress and the things she’d do. After the funeral there was no one to tell the stories to her and her sister. There was only the cold corridors of whatever place they were living in at the time. Her mother sold the family home and tried to keep the girls together. Eventually, the reality of being a single parent on menial income hit all three of them and her mother sent the girls packing to her father who was working out of Coquina. Neither girl would see their mother again for years, only receiving their allowance with a conjoined letter in the mail.

Oleum Merigold was not a kind caretaker. That aside, Caramelle didn’t know much about her maternal grandfather. He was cold and ruthless in his diction and how he expected the girls to behave, though he never used physical discipline. The passing of his wife some years ago had left him bitter and solitary, though he earned a decent wage working out of Oscuro Academy as one of the long-standing instructors. While not students themselves, Caramelle’s adventurous and curious nature made her shadow Oleum and his students, musing about weapons and how real huntsman and huntresses got their start at being heroes of Vacuo. Her sister took a passing interest with her, but ultimately it was mostly just her sitting on a rock observing the more outdoors-inclined instruction. Soon enough she found herself proclaiming herself to be a new “huntress recruit” long before she was of age as she annoyed the local townsfolk of Coquina.

There was a lot of yelling. Sometimes older kids trying to put her in her place. Sometimes some thugs who thought the huntsman were too busy at the academy to bother in the town. Caramelle got hurt, but not before her own sister unlocked her aura before her to block the next strike. It would be enough to distract the thugs until a local huntress arrived on the scene and gave the two a lecture. A lecture that would be preceded by their grandfather’s own later that same night. A lecture that would lead the old huntsman to begin training them informally until they were ready to join the academy proper—if they really wanted to waste their lives in following in their father’s stupid shadow.

Years followed. Caramelle and Aes entered Oscuro Academy. They got their weapon tools and their training. Eventually, it was enough to get them into Shade Academy.

That’s where Caramelle’s story begins.

Semblance

Known as ‘Terra Viribus’, throughout the Tawne bloodline, Carobelle’s semblance is about redirecting the kinetic energy in the earth into her body to strengthen her body or quicken her reflexes. While her sister uses this in a defensive manner, Carobelle looks to create creative offensive sets. The requirement is clear however that she has to either conserve the energy gathered from the earth or to be standing on the ground with at least one foot to utilize it effectively.

Weapon & Fighting Style

Carobelle wields Gravity's Spiral, dual swords that transform into a dual automatic revolvers.

In terms of how she uses it within her fighting style, she prefers the close combat forte of Gravity’s Spiral’s melee form, though when she needs to fight from range she does so with rapid succession rather than slow precise strikes. This is extended to when she’s using the melee form of the dual swords, relying mostly on a flurry of speed as opposed to how her sister uses her weapon with precision and strength.

Strengths & Weaknesses

Strengths

• Talented Weapons Combatant and Melee Fighter.
• Brave and Headstrong, capable at taking on enemies and adapting as the battlefield requires.
• Keen battlefield awareness, though hindered by impulsive decision-making.
• Visual learner; effective at learning from enemies and allies fighting styles by seeing it.
• Capable of following orders despite personality issues.
• Informal huntress training from age nine to fourteen and formal training at the combat school known as Oscuro Academy; making her a more refined combatant than those who are newer to the skillset.

Weaknesses

• Arrogant and Brash, leading to impulsive and insensitive decisions.
• Prefers speed over power and precision; resulting in sloppy maneuvers.
• Not book smart; struggles paying attention to technical data not presented like folktales.
• Aura abilities are unlocked but only as the baseline level.
• Does not trust or particularly work well with others. Is standoffish.
• Paranoid. Will need character building and organic friendships to get past her trauma.

Fatal Flaw

Caramelle’s greatest weakness is her paranoia. Compounded with her own prescient smug arrogance and attitude it leads the young huntress to make not only short-sighted and impulsive decisions but also refuse to trust people. She constantly suspects her peers are enemies-in-waiting, people who will pull out a knife and plant it into her back once it is profitable and convenient to do so. Her loud, prickly nature is a defense mechanism that certainly will make more enemies than allies.

Gundam 0094 (Invite Only Roleplay)

_______________________________________________ // INFO Character Info Name - Amagaida “Gaida” Xerda Age - 27-28 Gender - Female Place of Origin - Munzo Type - New Type Mobile Weapon Profile Suit Type - General-Purpose Mobile Suit Suit Style - Zeon, Retrofitted Combat Role - Support Suit Armaments - Multi-Purpose Beam Cannons, Head-mounted Vulcan Gun, and a Beam Rifle - // PERSONALITY Pilot Personality Ruthless Gaida will fight until her last breath with a relentless fervor at any cost. While she is a survivor at heart, she sheds no tears for the people in her way to surviving or protecting the values (or people) she cares for the most. This can drive a wedge between people once she removes all pretenses of who she is pretending to be and showing who she really is: a child of Zeon. Calculated Being impulsive is a fool’s death and the former Zeon ace knows this well. Even before stepping foot into the cockpit of a mobile suit the red-haired woman was distinctly intelligent and perceptive. She used these skills to survive Federation occupation and later various dogfights in her suit. She’s well-read for what she has gotten a hold of and she has a keen eye and ear for things that prove crucial to survival. If she hears a pilot say something out-of-suit that is damning, she’ll be sure to never forget it. Compromised Cynic People will do terrible things if afforded the orders to do so. In fact, “just following orders” was how her life got turned upside down by the Federation who couldn’t leave well enough alone. She doesn’t trust people unless they have staunchly proved to be on the side of the just. This can be kind of hypocritical given how she too fell into the same trope of a soldier just following orders under Zeon following her assignments inside a mobile suit.

Physical Description Amagaida, otherwise known as “Gaida” in her new life, is slender and toned. Her hair is red like Mars and eyes a nearly golden amber. She keeps herself as fit and nurtured as possible, though this can be forgotten given the thick, insulated clothes needed to survive with the inconsistent temperatures on the Lightning Galleon. She’s noticeably taller than even some men on the vessel, though not by much. Her attire often has a sense of being “all business” even in the most casual and less abrasive of environments. She rarely shows skin and often stylizes her hair in a relatively conservative fashion. In terms of her mobile suit equipment she keeps a old assortment of Zeon gear and while the brandings and adornments of the Principality of Zeon are faded or outright masked by new coats of paint, she often retools things in fond memory of when she flew against Federation forces for the good of her faction. Character Conceptualization Gaida is a former Zeon ace who has forced herself out of her old lifestyle in hopes of building something from scratch. Deceptively smart yet constantly in doubt of the universe around her she has yet to atone for her sins, though part of her feels she doesn’t need to as she still fiercely believes in what she fought for: independence from the Earth Federation at all costs. She was a child when the Earth Federation occupied Munzo and has a burning loathing of the arrogance of Earth in her blood. This does not lend to her despising people from Earth, but it does lean toward her interacting with a sense of bias and contempt beyond a facetious mask of civility and kindness. Mobile Weapon Description Gaida pilots a retrofitted, personally modified AMX-011 Zaku III. As a former pilot for the Principality of Zeon and ‘resistance fighter’, this is not largely out of place. One could consider it a “Zaku III Kai” given its amount of customization. It has similarities to Mashymre’s Zaku III customizations. The multi-purpose beam cannons that can be ejected and used as beam sabers, the beam rifle, and vulcan gun mounted on the head’s chassis. Many of the armaments Gaida was once used to have been scrapped or sold as she attempts to find a new life beyond Zeon and the Federation. She has heavily modified the suit itself to better suit its sensory capabilities and civilian utilities. Utilizing her mobile suit for scrapper duties seems like a waste, but she has found nothing to fight for since the principality’s downfall. Any new Zeon movements that have cropped up since she left have piqued her interest but nonetheless have not recruited her to their cause.

Midnight Sun: Last Song Over the Horizon

It's okay, I hate me too.

@FamishedPants

I don't hate you, lmao.

Midnight Sun: Last Song Over the Horizon

Rip my hot-blooded shounen protagonist OC. :(

@FamishedPants

I feel bad for not reaching out when we decided to recalibrate this. I'm not sure how I'd add another unit when I've already got four. :(

Pariah Online: A Voyage into the Intangible Aether

Location: Mystic Prophecy Chapterhouse, The City-State of Thorinn, Aetheria

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“We didn’t see anybody else.” Rael volunteered as she leaned back against the wall in the common room.

The red-haired girl wasn’t surprised about the news about Luci. She couldn’t imagine the girl who had lost literally everything would want to see people who hadn’t lost anything. The green-haired girl was perceived as cold before the glitch, so she could imagine that in her grief she wanted to grieve in silence alone. All of the information she had heard from Shev and Priscilica made that fairly clear. She eyed Kazuki, wondering how he took the encounter, though she didn’t remark on it, instead deciding to move the subject along.

“We should head back and figure out what we’re doing next.”

RWBY: Chasing Shadows

Same, but mine's better.

@Bartimaeus

Narrator: It was in fact, not better.