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STATUS: Loved Xenoblade 3, and I just got done with Astral Chain my friend lent me. Monster Hunter Stories 2 is next, and so far I'm liking it! 2 yrs ago
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2 yrs ago
Current Loved Xenoblade 3, and I just got done with Astral Chain my friend lent me. Monster Hunter Stories 2 is next, and so far I'm liking it!
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5 yrs ago
I love the dance Sekiro has me doing, but I think I need a break. Thinking I'll SwitchTM it up with Xenoblade Chronicles 2.
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In Qlippoth Shift: A Supernatural Action RP About Combating Otherworldy Anomalies → 1 day ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@VitaVitaAR Would you like to ask me questions about her ability set, or have a discussion on Discord perhaps? I'm happy to clarify things where I can and make adjustments as needed.
In Qlippoth Shift: A Supernatural Action RP About Combating Otherworldy Anomalies → 19 days ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@VitaVitaAROh, you just forgot? XD I just thought you were taking your time with it since the current scene isn't done IC so there isn't a rush anyway.
In Symphony on High → 1 mo ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Tobikatte Kira

MicroMart Front - Semi Cab


After feeling her foot connect with the semi's driver, Kira took a quick glance down the length of her body. The sight of a second person sailing through the air along with who she presumed to be the driver just before they fell out of her line of sight did give her some pause, but as the semi was still barreling out of control, all she could do for him was shout a quick "Sorry!" as she righted herself in the driver's seat. Taking the wheel, she did her utmost to keep the semi moving in a straight line as the lack of a foot on the gas brought it to a slow halt.

And with the semi halted, Kira let out a breath and closed her eyes. A throbbing pain spread from her shoulder stump as the adrenaline wore off, and fatigue began to overtake her.

Sorry, I think you guys are gonna' have ta' take care of the rest, Kira said inwardly, taking some breaths to try to calm the heavy beating of her heart.

It was at that moment she heard a huge clatter from outside the truck - the sound of the light post lancing through the palemancer and into the ground. She opened her eyes and turned toward the driver side door, and leaned out to survey the state of things. The cultists had all apparently left at some point, as had all the homeless people by then. There was no sign of the jackass that took her arm off, so someone must have dealt with him at some point. And the last undead monster, by the look of things, had just been taken out. Kira let out a heavy sigh and turned to face forward in the driver's seat.

...Yeah, no, fuck this shit. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and, with a bit of struggle due to not having her dominant hand, deleted the Shimr app from her phone. I got ways I can help people that don't involve losin' arms and philosophical debates with terrorists. Leave that shit to Raiden Metal Gear.

With that done, she shuffled herself across to the passenger's seat, then out of the semi entirely. While making sure nobody could see her, she left her Esper form. It didn't actually change her appearance, but she knew the magic mumbo-jumbo that governed how this stuff worked usually prevented people from recognizing her if they'd only seen her in Esper form to begin with. Having made her decision, and seen through what she'd started, she slunk away from the scene.

Never to be seen off-stage again.

In Symphony on High → 1 mo ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Tobikatte Kira

MicroMart Front - Semi Trailer Underside


It took a minute, but Kira had succeeded in ensuring she was left alone long enough to get her emergency medical treatment applied. She looked across herself, appraising her work. Slinging the bandages under her left arm and around her right shoulder stump to keep the absorbing cloths pressed against it was about the best she could do. Slipping her bloodied white hoodie back on over her torso, Kira took another look ahead of herself at the pavement rushing by beneath her. A truck with half its tires missing should have come to a stop by now, but this rig just kept on truckin', even with the screech of metal on asphalt assaulting her ears.

"The hell kinda' psycho they got drivin' this thing?!"

Her vendetta against the arm-thieving skelly-hand man would have to wait; with her being the only one of the Freelancers aboard the truck - to her knowledge - she was the only one in any position to stop this thing from destroying itself and the water it was transporting. Forming a slapdash plan of action as she moved, Kira side-rolled her way out from beneath the trailer, opting to go toward the upturned side which faced away from all the action happening outside the MicroMart. With another shift of her gravity, she planted her feet on the vertical wall of the trailer, and took into a run across it, heading up to the cab of the semi. A quick visual assessment revealed that the passenger side door of the cab was still open, albeit not very wide given the speed the truck was moving. But it was enough for what she had in mind.

Upon reaching the door, Kira quickly bent down, grabbed the handle, and pulled it up. With a small hop forward, she threw herself down the widened opening she'd given herself, knees bent as she fell.

"'Scuse me!"

She extended both legs, aiming to drop-kick whoever it was driving this rig out of the driver's seat. Being that it was probably another of skelly-hand man's lackeys, or someone on his side, she couldn't say she rightly cared if they got thrown out of the cab entirely by the force of someone basically falling on their head.

The moment she felt her feet connect with a face, she shifted her gravity back to normal, letting her fall onto her right side across the driver side seat, legs hanging off of it. With a grunt of effort, she rolled herself onto her front and reached under the steering wheel with her left arm, slamming her hand on the brake pedal.

In Qlippoth Shift: A Supernatural Action RP About Combating Otherworldy Anomalies → 1 mo ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
@VitaVitaARYeah, I thought I might be pushing things a bit. Thankfully the origin and species of the character isn't integral to the weapon, so rewriting those parts wasn't too difficult. Please take another look! :)
In Qlippoth Shift: A Supernatural Action RP About Combating Otherworldy Anomalies → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Since the OP of OOC mentions both technology being used in conjunction with magic, and things finding their way in from other planes of existence, I'm gonna' take a shot in the dark and see if this character fits. Depending on how well she fits the themes, I can either tweak her or swap her out for someone else.

  • Name: Elvira Sanada / The Technol-Angel
  • Age: 24
  • Gender: Female
  • Appearance: Off-Duty:
    • Pale skin, caucasian
    • Brown hair, reaching middle of back, with feathered bangs reaching to just above the brow
    • Black eyes, large and round, behind a pair of big, thick glasses with black rectangular frames
    • 6'0", with long, thin limbs and a nearly curveless figure; lanky
    • Generally wears sweaters or knit tops, and long skirts that reach past the knee, capped of with Ugg boots
    On-Duty:
    • Pink hair, reaching the middle of back, which flows from inside of a grey helmet, which is connected to chin and jaw armor by black material that passes in front of her ears
    • Only the shadow of her eyes is visible past the pale blue visor, which covers down to the bridge of her nose and leaves the bottom half of her face exposed
    • Body is covered by a skintight black suit overrun with glowing pale blue lines imitating the look of electrical circuits, over which sits asymmetrical pieces of grey armor that protect her torso, arms, legs, and feet
    • Floats off the ground, held aloft by glowing pale blue disc-like rings called H.A.L.O.s that sit around wrists and ankles
  • Psychological Profile:
    • Timid, quiet, bookish. Tends to avoid social conflict, though will not hesitate to correct someone who is clearly misinformed.
    • Greatly interested in the subject of history, and how it shapes cultures present in this world today. Tends to fawn over historical figures, especially those of the Sengoku era of Japan and the Three Kingdoms era of China
    • Puts on a heroic persona while donning her magitech armor, even speaking with a deeper tone of voice.
    • Places value on the preservation of both life and way of living, and sees protection of homes, workplaces, etc. as just as noble as protection of living people
  • Skills:
    • Good with software programming. Has proficiency in the programming language used internally by Sefirot, as well as the language used by her own magitech equipment.
    • High reading comprehension which allows her to make accurate extrapolations from written works
    • A decently good shot, able to reliably hit stationary targets up to 30 feet away, and moving targets up to 20 feet away
    • A decent melee combatant; unarmed capabilities are low, but armed with a sword, chakram, or simple armored gauntlets, she can at least avoid being overwhelmed by most trained Sefirot agents.
  • Abilities:
    • High aptitude for learning, paired with a fantastic memory, especially for historical factoids and trivia
    • Fluency in Japanese, English, German, and Spanish. Additionally, her armor's onboard computer can translate spoken word and written text into her native language in real time, and speakers built into the helmet allow for her spoken word to be clumsily machine translated into other languages.
  • Equipment:
    H.A.L.O. System
    • A set of four wide, flat, discus-esque rings which glow a pale blue, floating while spinning around The Technol-Angel's wrists and ankles. The Hologram-Augmented Lightbringing Obras carry The Technol-Angel's body while in their neutral positions, allowing her to float off the ground and avoid falling damage, but not fly in the air. They can be swung like chakram and thrown like discus up to a distance of 15 feet, returning to The Technol-Angel after reaching that distance or striking a target or obstruction. The disc-like rings can be positioned in different configurations on The Technol-Angel's body to activate different Modes, which create holograms of magic light capable of bestowing a variety of abilities:
    • Sword Mode: When positioned in front of one of The Technol-Angel's closed fists, a H.A.L.O. will produce a 24 inch (60 cm) long beam sword of pale blue hardlight from the space inside the ring. Multiple rings arranged in a line in front of a fist will produce longer beam swords; 48 inches (121 cm) using two, 72 inches (183 cm) using three, and 106 inches (269 cm) using all four. The longer the blade, the fewer H.A.L.O.s available for defense and maneuvering.
    • Shoot Mode: A H.A.L.O. positioned in front of one of The Technol-Angel's open palms will be able to fire fist-sized projectiles of blue light.
    • Cannon Mode: If all four halos are arranged in a square in front of both The Technol-Angel's open palms, they will be able to combine their power into a beam cannon.
      • The magical constructs of the previous three modes all follow a specific programming that determine how they act upon different materials:
      • If striking organic material connected to a nervous system, the light will force pain signals through all nerves it passes through - normally lethal attacks will instead overload the brain the nerves connect to and simply render the target unconscious instead.
      • If striking non organic/synthetic material, the light will simply pass through harmlessly.
      • if striking organic material that does not connect to a nervous system, the light will burn it, enabling it to sear through.
      • If striking a target designated as "Unholy" (vampires, the undead; basically any creature existing outside the cycle of life and death), the light will both burn through it, as well as hinder any regenerative abilities that attempt to repair the inflicted wound.
    • Shield Mode: Three H.A.L.O.s arranged in a triangle in front of The Technol-Angel's forearm will create a shield of pale blue magic light.
    • Arm Mode: Two H.A.L.O.s, one positioned around the wrist and one positioned around the bicep, will create a glowing blue hardlight arm around The Technol-Angel's regular arm. This increases the striking power and lifting power of her arm, giving her enough strength to push or even overturn a sedan all by herself.
    • Wheel Mode: Four H.A.L.O.s, two positioned around her ankles and two positioned vertically under the soles of her feet, will allow her to move at speeds rivaling the world's fastest cyclists. It also allows her to move on vertical or upside-down surfaces. Kicks performed in this mode are also enhanced.
    • Wing Mode: All four H.A.L.O.s, positioned in a horizontal line behind The Technol-Angel's back, will create wings of glowing blue light. These give her complete aerial freedom of movement, and also act as shields that cover herself and half a body length to her left and right. However, she cannot defend frontal attacks, nor engage offensively while this Mode is active. It also can't be used in tight spaces.

    HalOS
    • The magitech armor's onboard computer that manages the H.A.L.O. System while providing a variety of other useful functions, the Haos-Aligned Liturgical Operating System is vital to The Technol-Angel's capabilities as a Sefirot agent.
    • The visor covering the top half of The Technol-Angel's face acts as the primary display for HalOS's functions. It can display text translations, sources of heat and vibrations, and zoom on distant objects.
  • Background:
    • Raised in Tokyo by a Canadian mother and Japanese father
    • Gained an early interest in both software programming and history via video games such as the Musou series and the Sengoku Basara series
    • Performed exceptionally in schools, paving the way for her journey through university and eventual recruitment by Sefirot
    • Magitech armor and H.A.L.O. System developed as a joint effort between her software-skilled self, hardware-skilled father, and magic-skilled mother, using resources provided by Sefirot upon request
In Qlippoth Shift: A Supernatural Action RP About Combating Otherworldy Anomalies → 2 mos ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
now would be a difficult time for a character to join in with events anyway, so you haven't missed much.
Sooooo...does that mean I should postpone responding to Izurich's invitation? ^^; 'Cuz I was looking at this RP with some interest, and I have a character in mind I'd like to submit, but if it's not a good time, I'm okay waiting...
In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Tobikatte Kira

MicroMart Front - Semi Trailer Rooftop


"HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!"

She wasn't even aware her voice could produce a shriek that high-pitched. But as the blood poured from her shoulder, so did the blood-curdling noise pour from her throat. She stumbled back a step, just from the shock of the sudden pain, and of seeing her arm dangling in the grasp of her adversary. Rage (and a healthy dose of adrenaline) soon quelled the pain - the first plan of action to form in Kira's mind was to grab her arm back from the palemancer and proceed to beat him to death with it, even as he raised his weapon for another swing at her. But she never got the chance to act on that idea and bring the mental image to life, as the next thing she knew, the trailer beneath her feet was lurching toward the side she was facing. She watched the palemancer get thrown from the trailer entirely, taking her arm with him, while the diagonal pull of gravity on her body caused her to turn toward the front of the truck and fall onto her back on the edge of the trailer rather than off of it completely.

The collision with the cold metal forced her mind to clear, causing her to register the wetness running down her right side. Fuckin' prick! Just haaaad to give 'im my right arm. Idiot! Next she registered the night sky above her, which was soon eclipsed by one of the zombie lizardpeople attempting to leap on top of her, the figure appearing upside-down in her vision. Acting completely on instinct, Kira performed a side roll, moving her not only out of the paleguard's path, but also off the trailer entirely.

Or it would have, had she not shifted her gravity to pull herself onto the side wall of the trailer. She'd gotten just enough airtime from the change in surface orientation to swing her legs under herself, allowing her to quickly get to her feet and stand sideways on the top edge of trailer's wall - placing her directly between the paleguard and the still airborne palemancer. Bending down to hold her torso upright, Kira held her left arm up in front of her and fired off a Melody.

"Fuck off!"

Kira then fell backward, bending her knees and using her left arm to hold herself in a bridge pose on the wall of the trailer, in order to dodge out of the way of the palemancer's soon to be airborne body.

"Yank!"

The projectile struck the paleguard just after it landed where she'd been laying, and the gravitational pull that acted on it sent it flying directly above Kira - putting it on a collision course with the palemancer. With the most immediate threat out of her hair for a moment, she quickly assessed the situation she now found herself in. She knew Espers were a hardy bunch, capable of regrowing limbs if needed, but not fast enough to avoid bleeding out from an untreated wound, and being down an entire limb would make her much less effective in a fight. She had to take care of her shoulder now.

Deciding the best course of action was to get the hell out of the fight for a moment, Kira dropped from her bridge pose to lay on her back, hugged her remaining arm to herself, and side rolled down the wall of the trailer. Her speedy little side roll carried her down toward the ground, though moving this way prevented her from even seeing what had become of her earlier Zone Melody. When she reached the bottom of the trailer, she altered her gravity one more time, pulling upward to keep herself from touching the ground. Even with the reduced space between the ground and the now dipped trailer, Kira was able to slip in and hide herself beneath the hulking mass of metal.

Finally, her rolling came to a stop, leaving her laying on her back on the underside of the trailer, facing the pavement. If someone looked under from the dipped side, she'd be completely hidden from view, albeit completely visible to anyone looking from the side that's now lifted. With hopefully a moment's peace, Kira reached under the hem of her now blood soaked white hoodie and pulled it up over her head, freeing most of her torso and her right shoulder from the garment. She also produced one of the several packs of medical supplies she had taken with her from one of the pockets lining the inside. Using her one remaining non-dominant hand, along with her teeth, she began the process of stemming, cleaning, and bandaging up her shoulder, which would have to involve bandaging across her torso and under her left arm.

In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Tobikatte Kira

MicroMart Front - Semi Trailer Rooftop


”So says the privileged celebrity?”

It took a few moments for the retort to register in Kira's mind. Understandable, given she had to contend with the pain of being kneed in the stomach, the frustration of having her counter countered, and the extra pain of slamming back-first onto the top of the semi. At least she was practiced enough voice-wise that the grunts of pain didn't hurt her throat. And her Esper form's physical defenses meant the palemancer's attacks wouldn't get anywhere close to putting her down for good.

”So says the privileged celebrity?”

Eyes closed from the pain, images flashed by in her mind. Of being kicked out of her house by her parents for her sexual orientation "of choice". Of all the fights she got in trying to just find somewhere she could sleep. Of the looks passersby gave her when they saw how gross her hair was and how dirty her face was. Of spending the harsh winter of Edmonton warming herself up by getting into even more fights with others living on the street. Of doing something similar in a more organized manner by practicing her capoeira in Toronto. Of all the train rides across Canada she couldn't enjoy much scenery of without risking getting caught by security or falling off the damn thing like she had while going through that one tunnel in the Rockies. Of suddenly finding herself up on stage, in front of thousands of people, putting on what she thought would be her best show ever, not realizing she'd top it mere months later.

With a groan, Kira forced herself into seated position, opening her eyes just in time to witness everything go even more to shit upon the arrival of the true freak show. Looking past the palemancer, she could only watch as the cultists approached the crowd of homeless people, and began summarily slaughtering them. Heart beating in her throat, she began moving without thinking, running toward the back of the semi, planning to hop over the skelly-hand man and cast a Melody to get as many of them away from the killers as she could, but was forced back into a crouching position when the floor beneath her feet lurched forward, punctuated by the roar of the semi's engine.

"Fuck shit!"

The forced moment of pause allowed her mind to run. At that point, the homeless people were spread too thin for her to effectively help them move away. The better idea would be to lock down the cultists, but she was willing to bet they had Espers among their ranks, and given how out of nowhere they showed up, they must have at least one adept with movement-based Melodies. Plus, if she and skelly-hand were still going at it, neither of them would be able to focus on the new threat.

”So says the privileged celebrity?”

Kira got back on her feet and closed the rest of the distance to the palemancer. She threw her right arm over his shoulders while altering gravity on herself, tilting it slightly the direction so it pulled both downward and also in the direction the semi beneath them was moving, in order to keep her steady on top of it and prevent skelly-hand from falling off as well.

"Room!"

With her outstretched left hand, Kira fired a projectile Melody at the thickest part of the group of cultists. Upon hitting, it created a 20 x 20 x 10-foot zone identical to the one she'd made earlier, visible only by the darkening of things seen through its limits. She pointed her finger to her direct right, changing gravity for enemies inside the zone to pull in the direction of the side of the MicroMart with enough force to throw them out of the side of the zone and slam them against the wall. Any of the homeless people caught in the zone would be unaffected this time.

”So says the privileged celebrity?”

"Fine, I can admit it: I coulda' done a better job a' pullin' other people up with me," Kira said, keeping her eyes on the cultist group as she spoke to the palemancer. "In my defense, the rise was so quick, I barely had time to really notice I ain't in the same place I was. Like, socioeconomically-speakin'. So says the privileged celebrity who used t' worry if I'd find my box trashed after I was done dancin' on the street for..."

Her face scrunched in thought, then turned to meet the palemancer's eyes with a nostalgic look in her own as she smirked weakly. "...average a' maybe thirty bucks a day, if I was lucky? That's in Canadian, mind. But I ain't gonna' have the chance t' correct that mistake if the people I owe it to get done in here. "

Kira stood up on the still-moving semi trailer, and offered her hand to the palemancer to help him stand, too.

In Symphony on High → 2 mos ago Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Here's another one. XD I think I managed to balance her! It was fun working out how to make her weird power set work here.

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