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First things first, I'd like to give kudos to @chukklehed and @Driving Park for being awesome people in general. Though I was initially skeptical about many things, what they discussed with me changed my stance on the reboot by quite the large margin. With that said, I will continue to participate in Athalia, albeit without a Co-GM status- as a regular member, to say it simply, as I have discovered that without that title, I can feel far less stressed.

Without further ado, here is my first CS.





(Artwork by me :D)

Ryuu Yamauchi

"RY-1"


Basics

Gender: Male
Species/Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 6’0
Weight: 180 lb
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Fire Opal
Skin Color: Healthy
Figure: Athletic
Job: Anime Store (Nothing important at the moment)

Powers


PLASMA MANIPULATION: Ryuu Yamauchi is able to create plasma out of thin air and utilize them to his own will. This plasma has the potential to sear through non-organic targets, but is particularly blunt against organic targets. Ryuu’s plasma, however, is at its strongest when it is infused with an object. Once infused, Ryuu will be able to tear through many things. Ryuu usually infuses his plasma with his lightsaber. When given enough time to charge plasma, Ryuu can potentially create large shockwaves of plasma that shatter moderately powerful defenses.

CRYSTAL MANIPULATION: A power that the original Ryuu did not have (Unique ability to this particular Ryuu). Ryuu is able to generate pristine white crystals. This power seems to be strangely related to holy energy, but the otaku himself is unable to control this energy from emanating from the crystals he makes. When exposed to magic auras without actually touching the magic itself, the crystals may change color and allows Ryuu to create something similar to said magic with his skill level. The crystals may also be infused with plasma, meaning that he can change the type of damage his plasma blade deals. Crystal Manipulation is also useful for Ryuu’s defense, as he can create a crystal armor infused with plasma when he truly needs it.

Weaknesses


LIKE MEETS LIKE: Ryuu’s plasma can collide against hot objects, as well as other hot entities such as fire, plasma, and etc.

DEATH: Though Ryuu does not fear death, he fears the deaths of innocent people (in reality). He will avoid facing opponents to his fullest extent until he is sure that he can fight them in an area without innocent bystanders.

RANGE: Ryuu’s ranged attacks are nearly always outclassed by other ranged magic unless he charges his power.

WOMEN: Self-explanatory. This goes in many ways.

Personality

Ryuu looks and frequently acts like the local gangster. He has quite the arrogant mouth to those he considers to have the potential to be threatening towards him, and he contains a particularly strange mind that distorts the essence of situations he enjoys into something nonsensical. Though he may be arrogant, he has the tendency to think extremely quickly due to his experience of surviving alone. He will not hesitate in plummeting towards doom to save someone; a particular trait that never belonged to his previous iteration.

He absolutely loves anime and manga, and goes crazy whenever something lewd appears before him. Ryuu’s case of photophobia causes him to wear sunglasses nearly all the time. He takes them off sometimes, but only when he can without hurting his eyes.

Background

Ryuu Yamauchi was torn away from his alliance. Shortly after being deemed as a student killed-in-action, minor news broke out with information on him escaping an organization that captured him under the orders of Hell. Some believed it to be false news, some believed it fully and sought him out, only to find nothing related to him. Either way, Ryuu was not remembered well by most students who survived the war, as his supposed death occurred very early on the battle.

Five years has passed since then.

In the debris of a silent and abandoned laboratory, a man emerged from a capsule, not knowing where he was, or what he was doing. This man was set free by an unknown figure who paid the destroyed lab one last visit.

This man was also Ryuu Yamauchi. Though his name may be Ryuu, however, his memories were not like that of the original Yamauchi.

Knowing nothing about the war that erupted five years ago, Ryuu realized that he was in a jacket, jeans, and had some sort of toy strapped onto a belt. He was left with a single note that lay on the floor.

“RUN”

And Ryuu ran from the decimated laboratory. After he eventually learned about the land he was on, he fled to Oasari, where he still remained unsure of his purpose. He knew he had a family to protect, but he did not know who they were. Everything felt disconnected to him, but he remained strong for reasons unknown even to him.

He still remains strong, even without knowing what he should truly be strong for. And he will unintentionally wander into the path of the original Yamauchi and achieve something extraordinary.

Themes



(Video uploaded by me :D)
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that we are though I should post all things considered need to do a reaction for a few chars and all that


Good thinking Suku :O

Here, have a cookie.




On another note, I'm planning on shoving something fun into the ACCA Fanfic Archive soon. I'm looking forward to that. xD
We are still alive, for those who haven't visited the pad.

No, really. We're really alive.

Just a friendly reminder. :P
@NarayanK Seems team is ready to move so anytime you're ready so is team KESS *salutes*


Alright! My comp got shut down arm, though, so if anyone is willing to take my place to kickstart the mission, feel free to do so. I am presuming the comp will be back up within a few days (preferably today, if I'm to be optimistic :o)
Bang Constantine



"..."

The boxer blinked as havoc shrekt the entire cafe. People with guns were pitted against people with super weird powers. It was as if he were stuffed into an action hero movie as an innocent bystander who somehow got dragged into the heat of battle.

With that said, he tried to sit at a nearby chair, only to have a Clown smash through it due to an ear-penetrating sound wave that Bang barely managed to withstand due to his distance from the source of the noise. The boxer glanced at the now shattered chair before turning back to the cafe.

Suddenly, some sort of mumbo jumbo dude went into his head and started talking. Bang blinked, surprised to find a voice in his head that did not belong to him.

The voice said something that caught his attention.

The people, Bang realized as he turned to the hostages who were stuffed into the kitchen. I need to help the people.

Though he barely accustomed himself to the voice in his head, the boxer listened to what it said and dashed towards the cafe from the other side of the building. When a suspicious man attempted to hit him with a baseball bat, the boxer suddenly reached out for something behind him... only to take out a pair of boxing gloves.

Tossing them into the air, the boxer shoved his hands into the gloves without tying them up before swinging a right hook towards the incoming bat. As the weapon flew towards the counter and knocked aside several coffee machines, the boxer grabbed the back of the Clown's neck before repeatedly delivering body blows to the attacker's gut. After a good set of eight body blows within two seconds, Bang punched the man across the face, knocking the strange smiley mask off and sending him toppling over the counter. With the Clown incapacitated, the boxer quickly went to the kitchen and found a group of people huddled in fear.

Bang then remembered something before dashing back out to the counter... only to bring a baseball bat with him.

"Who wants this?" He asked simply. When a man slightly taller than Bang raised a hand, the boxer immediately handed him the bat.

Bang then looked around the kitchen, only to grab what appeared to be a square, metal table with several brownies on it. Without any regard for the food, the boxer quickly grabbed the metal object as he lifted it up with some effort.

It was heavy, but he had no right to complain when it was one of the few things he could use to defend people.

"Okay, let's go," Bang commanded the hostages as he power-walked out of the kitchen with a metal table in his hands.

Soon, the boxer power-walked his way down the cafe with many of the hostages running in a single file line to the exit. The man with the baseball bat swung his weapon at a Clown, effectively knocking the Clown on the ground, before following the line. As the hostages filed out of the building, however, Bang heard a scream and turned to its direction. One of the maids was held captive by a Clown who had wrapped an arm around her with a knife on his other hand.

"Bruh, you better watch what you do," the Smiley Clown said with a smug tone. "We like doing this stuff! What could possibly get you to stop-"

Bang suddenly dropped his table and picked up a white mug and threw it directly at the man's face with intense speed, causing it to shatter upon impact. Some of the shards fell into the man's eyes, causing the masked Clown to scream as he shoved the woman away. Taking a step onto a wooden table, Bang propelled himself towards the Clown with a tightly clenched boxing glove above his head.

The boxer delivered an airborne haymaker and used his momentum to knock the man out. As the Clown fell, he dropped his knife, which Bang proceeded to pick up...

...before realizing he had no idea on how to actually use a knife. He would look forward to Cooking class should he ever decided to master the culinary arts-

This isn't the time to be thinking about culinary arts, Bang interrupted himself naturally as he turned to the frightened maid. "Let's go, don't stop moving," he said in a calm, yet strong voice.

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...In his first week, he faced the dilemma of getting sent to detention right after sparring with some sort of dracula guy. He then experienced the feeling of being within a building that slowly flew apart.

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And now he was getting people held hostage out of a cafe from a terrorism filled with armed people, super power heroes, and Wilhelm screamers.

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10/10 i cri evrytiem.


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Once the maid ran out of the building, Bang turned to the cafe one last time before running out of the building as well. Thanks to the many things that distracted the Clowns, no one paid any attention to the hostages leaving.

The boxer took a deep breath and made sure the hostages left the building safely. He then wondered what he should do.




THE 7TH


Slamming open the restroom door, a man wearing a gas mask and a pitch-black trench coat entered the cafe. Yuuma had called him out; not that it mattered. It was inevitable that he would be found in the end, anyway.

Walking up into the cafe with a heavy machine gun- which, the tip of the weapon seemed to let out a never-ending stream of smoke- the masked man glared at Yuuma with dead silence.

"..."

Without saying anything, the man raised his weapon at Yuuma as a faint, orange glow appeared at its tip. He then launched a streak of magma-coated bullets towards the Esper and his friend (Kishiko).
o3o




I might post soon! :D
Cain End'rana

(Wendy Arc)

Another day of grueling effort to survive.

Standing on top of the roof of an uneventful building, Cain End’rana stared off into nothing in particular. He had discovered several more Clown hideouts, which were disposed of easily. The previous day when he fought a certain group of Skinheads, he was not feeling his best. Even now, he felt tired, but he knew that there was no excuse for the weak to complain in a world where mistakes led to things worse than death. It was once a scary thought when he was younger; now, it had become a mere reminder for who he was.

A blade rested on his back; it was the same blade that kept him alive. It was a reminder that he was not like others in more ways than one. He wanted to be like others, but he also wanted to be different. The internal conflict within him had died down long ago once he accepted his fate of running, hunting, and slaughtering.

Cain End’rana had every right to be pessimistic, but he refused to look down when he could always look up. If people died every time he looked down without the energy to move, he would force himself to move forward by looking up. As he moved, he would make sure that he could alter a seemingly unalterable destiny and change it to something nice.

Something that he could enjoy, hopefully. Perhaps it would be something he won’t be able to see in the end.

A static noise entered his right ear as he blinked, looking over the city beneath him.

”Cain,” his brother started, ”I got news on a sector around District 22’s mountainous regions.”

The End’rana sighed.

“Shoot.”

”There’s some sort of… situation going on there. I can’t tell for certain on what it is, though.”

Moving away from the edge of the building, Cain headed to a flight of stairs as he asked, “And what makes it look suspicious?”

”Well, I’m pretty certain there was a brief signal of a civilian being lugged around by this group of men. You might as well check it out incase there are any civilians kidnapped-”

“If that’s the case, I guarantee that there will be hostages being held, then. You said District 22, right?”

”Yup. Be careful, and don’t forget to get my help if you need it.”

The dark-haired plasma manipulator mentally agreed as the transmitter fell silent.

Running out of the building, Cain headed towards the mountainous region of District 22. He chose a route containing a few amount of people in it as he occasionally went through several shortcuts.
Ladies, gentlemen, beings of other descriptors, I am proud to announce the next contest for our little role-play: Those Grimm that give even veteran Hunters the willies, the beasts of darkness that serve as the face of the dark hordes, the cursed few that earned themselves a name.


Ooh o3o
@NarayanK

-Brings in a giant box of party supplies-

Which way to the pad again? X3


-points to the Etherpad-
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