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Realism no Mononoke: An Urban Fantasy RP

• Name: Miyu Ryuuzaki
• Age: 16
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Appearance: "You need my help?"
• Personality: A pleasant, polite, friendly girl who can't help but help people. Despite coming from a very traditionalist family, since she has been allowed to pursue a relatively normal life Miyu is pretty much a relatively normal teenage girl, albeit one that's easily flustered and thus gets teased by her friends a lot. Her main weakness is she can't say "no" to someone in need, and tries her best to help those who need it. Aside from that, her main hobbies are typical girl things: hanging out with her friends, reading the latest volumes of her favourite light novels, trying to perfect her favourite ramen recipes and tending to her garden.
• Abilities: Miyu possesses a strong constitution. Almost too strong even, almost supernaturally strong, for Miyu has notably never taken ill or suffered from disease or sickness during her entire life, and any wounds she recieves heal extremely quickly. She possesses an affinity for Light (despite her family not being known to produce mages), although her only real usage for this is sheathing her sword in holy cleansing light to increase its power against supernatural opponents. Recently she's been taught some basic onmyoji and exorcism techniques by her friend Akiko, who works as a miko at the local shrine, but it's only the most basic of basics.
• Skills: Miyu has been trained in the Ryuuzaki clan's signature style of swordplay, and whilst she is not as accomplished as other members of her family (especially compared to the prodigy that is her eldest niece) she is more than capable of holding her own in a fight against reasonably skilled opponents and often has her school's kendo club begging her to join. Her demon hunting training also means that her athleticism is almost superhuman, especially her finely honed agility and reflexes, and she possesses somewhat greater physical strength than her slight appearance would indicate. Miyu is also pretty good at cooking, especially ramen, and possesses an almost instinctive aptitude for gardening and horticulture.
• Equipment: Miyu's main weapon is a katana, one of many masterwork swords that are heirlooms of the Ryuuzaki clan; whilst non-magical, it is a superbly crafted blade. Aside from that, the item she most commonly has in her possession is her smartphone.
• Brief Backstory: A member of the Ryuuzaki clan of demon hunters, and the youngest child of the current family head, Ichirou Ryuuzaki. In fact she is so comparatively young compared to her siblings that she has a niece and nephew that are older than her, and another niece who is the same age as her. For some reason, despite being from a traditionalist demon hunting clan, Miyu has been allowed to pursue a relatively normal life and is in most regards your normal high school girl... Albeit one that has some training in the art of demon hunting.
  
  One notable trait that seperates the Ryuuzaki clan from other demon hunting clans is that they tend to eschew any kind of supernatural aid and focus purely on their supreme swordplay. However, when she entered adolescence Miyu began exhibiting abilities that no mundane human should. Whilst she has no idea what these abilities mean or where they came from, it is somewhat notable that her father insisted that she step up her comparatively lax swordplay training after they started to emerge. Most immediately notably was something realized in hindsight: she had never taken ill during her entire life. Not only that, but she healed incredibly quickly, something that became especially notable recently where after an accident she broke her arm, only for it to heal completely after only a day.

Realism no Mononoke: An Urban Fantasy RP

Swordy girl

• Name: Miyu Ryuuzaki
• Age: 16
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Appearance: "You need my help?"
• Personality: A pleasant, polite, friendly girl who can't help but help people. Despite coming from a very traditionalist family, since she has been allowed to pursue a relatively normal life Miyu is pretty much a relatively normal teenage girl, albeit one that's easily flustered and thus gets teased by her friends a lot. Her main weakness is she can't say "no" to someone in need, and tries her best to help those who need it. Aside from that, her main hobbies are typical girl things: hanging out with her friends, reading the latest volumes of her favourite light novels, trying to perfect her favourite ramen recipes and tending to her garden.
• Abilities: Miyu possesses a strong constitution. Almost too strong even, almost supernaturally strong, for Miyu has notably never taken ill or suffered from disease or sickness during her entire life, and any wounds she recieves heal extremely quickly. She possesses an affinity for Light (despite her family not being known to produce mages), although her only real usage for this is sheathing her sword in holy cleansing light to increase its power against supernatural opponents. Recently she's been taught some basic onmyoji and exorcism techniques by her friend Akiko, who works as a miko at the local shrine, but it's only the most basic of basics.
• Skills: Miyu has been trained in the Ryuuzaki clan's signature style of swordplay, and whilst she is not as accomplished as other members of her family (especially compared to the prodigy that is her eldest niece) she is more than capable of holding her own in a fight against reasonably skilled opponents and often has her school's kendo club begging her to join. Her demon hunting training also means that her athleticism is almost superhuman, especially her finely honed agility and reflexes, and she possesses somewhat greater physical strength than her slight appearance would indicate. Miyu is also pretty good at cooking, especially ramen, and possesses an almost instinctive aptitude for gardening and horticulture.
• Equipment: Miyu's main weapon is a katana, one of many masterwork swords that are heirlooms of the Ryuuzaki clan; whilst non-magical, it is a superbly crafted blade. Aside from that, the item she most commonly has in her possession is her smartphone.
• Brief Backstory: A member of the Ryuuzaki clan of demon hunters, and the youngest child of the current family head, Ichirou Ryuuzaki. In fact she is so comparatively young compared to her siblings that she has a niece and nephew that are older than her, and another niece who is the same age as her. For some reason, despite being from a traditionalist demon hunting clan, Miyu has been allowed to pursue a relatively normal life and is in most regards your normal high school girl... Albeit one that has some training in the art of demon hunting.
  
  One notable trait that seperates the Ryuuzaki clan from other demon hunting clans is that they tend to eschew any kind of supernatural aid and focus purely on their supreme swordplay. However, when she entered adolescence Miyu began exhibiting abilities that no mundane human should. Whilst she has no idea what these abilities mean or where they came from, it is somewhat notable that her father insisted that she step up her comparatively lax swordplay training after they started to emerge. Most immediately notably was something realized in hindsight: she had never taken ill during her entire life. Not only that, but she healed incredibly quickly, something that became especially notable recently where after an accident she broke her arm, only for it to heal completely after only a day.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

• Name: Signy Ironblood
• Age: 26
• Gender: Female
• Race: Ingvarr
• Rank: Five of Swords
• Appearance: "Wolf Father, give me strength."
• Personality: A proud warrior of the Ironblood clan of Ingvarr, who is supremely confident in her combat prowess and ability to survive the harshest conditions. Usually rather stoic and expressionless, Signy reserves her emotions for two occassions. The first is, naturally, whilst in battle; it is rather jarring for some to see her become a mad berserker, tearing apart enemies like a wild animal and spilling blood in the name of the Wolf Father. The second is after the battle is done, whilst celebrating over copious amounts of mead and ale; she is in fact quite the boisterous reveler once she's drunk, fond of loud chanting and singing as she praises both her faithful allies and fallen enemies. Another way to briefly break her from her usual stoic act is to mention her horns; Signy is rather sensitive about how small and "pathetic" her horns are, and at the very least will pout and become rather despondent if they are pointed out. And whilst she'll try not to show it too much, Signy has a weakness for cute things that is rather unbecoming of a proud warrior like herself.
• Brief Backstory: Living up to a heroic legacy isn't easy, especially when you're part of a culture that prides itself in its martial prowess and aptitude for survival in the harshest conditions and against the most vicious of foes. Signy's grandfather, Ragnar Orcdoom, is a legend amongst the Ingvarr for not only protecting his lands from orcish raids but for causing all but the most brave and foolhardy to steer clear of the Ingvarr lands altogether, becoming something of a bogeyman amongst the green horde. As Signy herself puts it, "There aren't many orcs in my homeland. My grandfather's name was not an exaggeration." And despite his vaunted, legendary status and despite her pathetic, stunted horns, Ragnar always treated Signy kindly, as though she was his most beloved grandchild. Signy in turn idolized her grandfather, and when he passed his axe onto her on his deathbed she was filled with determination to prove herself worthy of both his legacy and the honour of wielding his weapon. Still, no matter how much she trained and how many vicious beasts and deadly enemies she slayed, she could never shake off her feelings of inadequacy, that compared to Ragnar she was nothing more than a pathetic weakling with stunted horns. She still needed to prove herself, and with that in mind once she turned twenty years of age she bid her people farewell to pursue a career as a mercenary down south, hoping to return with tales of legendary exploits fitting for a descendant of Ragnar Orcdoom.
• Equipment: Signy wields the mighty battleaxe Slayer, an ancestral relic once wielded by her grandfather Ragnar Orcdoom. Despite not being inherently magical, the amount of orc blood it has shed causes a sense of almost supernatural fear in any orcs who gaze upon it. In addition, she also carries a non-descript but functional dagger, and wears a suit of mail armour with a breastplate for additional protection.
• Skills: Subtlety isn't exactly part of Signy's fighting style; rather, her ability to viciously kill just about anything with her axe is both remarkably unsubtle and self-evident. In battle she is like a whirlwind of death, hacking apart any foe who dares come near her. Even worse for her enemies, if pushed into a corner Signy has trained herself to be able to enter a berserk state, where she seemingly feels no pain and fights with the strength that surpasses what she is usually capable of. However, she is only willing to utilize this state if there is no other option, as after she calms down any injuries she sustained will catch up to her; not only this but her seemingly enhanced strength is merely her shutting down the mental blocks that normally prevent people from overexerting themselves and thus no matter what she will be drained and exhausted at the very least afterwards. Due to the harsh territory she hails from, Signy is naturally well trained in the arts of survivalism, hunting and tracking.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Okay so like... This took a while since I was working on something with Vita (I've collaborated on setting details with her a lot before but this kind of snowballed a bit more than usual) but um... So here we go!

Signy

• Name: Signy Ironblood
• Age: 26
• Gender: Female
• Race: Ingvarr
• Rank: Five of Swords
• Appearance: "Wolf Father, give me strength."
• Personality: A proud warrior of the Ironblood clan of Ingvarr, who is supremely confident in her combat prowess and ability to survive the harshest conditions. Usually rather stoic and expressionless, Signy reserves her emotions for two occassions. The first is, naturally, whilst in battle; it is rather jarring for some to see her become a mad berserker, tearing apart enemies like a wild animal and spilling blood in the name of the Wolf Father. The second is after the battle is done, whilst celebrating over copious amounts of mead and ale; she is in fact quite the boisterous reveler once she's drunk, fond of loud chanting and singing as she praises both her faithful allies and fallen enemies. Another way to briefly break her from her usual stoic act is to mention her horns; Signy is rather sensitive about how small and "pathetic" her horns are, and at the very least will pout and become rather despondent if they are pointed out. And whilst she'll try not to show it too much, Signy has a weakness for cute things that is rather unbecoming of a proud warrior like herself.
• Brief Backstory: Living up to a heroic legacy isn't easy, especially when you're part of a culture that prides itself in its martial prowess and aptitude for survival in the harshest conditions and against the most vicious of foes. Signy's grandfather, Ragnar Orcdoom, is a legend amongst the Ingvarr for not only protecting his lands from orcish raids but for causing all but the most brave and foolhardy to steer clear of the Ingvarr lands altogether, becoming something of a bogeyman amongst the green horde. As Signy herself puts it, "There aren't many orcs in my homeland. My grandfather's name was not an exaggeration." And despite his vaunted, legendary status and despite her pathetic, stunted horns, Ragnar always treated Signy kindly, as though she was his most beloved grandchild. Signy in turn idolized her grandfather, and when he passed his axe onto her on his deathbed she was filled with determination to prove herself worthy of both his legacy and the honour of wielding his weapon. Still, no matter how much she trained and how many vicious beasts and deadly enemies she slayed, she could never shake off her feelings of inadequacy, that compared to Ragnar she was nothing more than a pathetic weakling with stunted horns. She still needed to prove herself, and with that in mind once she turned twenty years of age she bid her people farewell to pursue a career as a mercenary down south, hoping to return with tales of legendary exploits fitting for a descendant of Ragnar Orcdoom.
• Equipment: Signy wields the mighty battleaxe Slayer, an ancestral relic once wielded by her grandfather Ragnar Orcdoom. Despite not being inherently magical, the amount of orc blood it has shed causes a sense of almost supernatural fear in any orcs who gaze upon it. In addition, she also carries a non-descript but functional dagger, and wears a suit of mail armour with a breastplate for additional protection.
• Skills: Subtlety isn't exactly part of Signy's fighting style; rather, her ability to viciously kill just about anything with her axe is both remarkably unsubtle and self-evident. In battle she is like a whirlwind of death, hacking apart any foe who dares come near her. Even worse for her enemies, if pushed into a corner Signy has trained herself to be able to enter a berserk state, where she seemingly feels no pain and fights with the strength that surpasses what she is usually capable of. However, she is only willing to utilize this state if there is no other option, as after she calms down any injuries she sustained will catch up to her; not only this but her seemingly enhanced strength is merely her shutting down the mental blocks that normally prevent people from overexerting themselves and thus no matter what she will be drained and exhausted at the very least afterwards. Due to the harsh territory she hails from, Signy is naturally well trained in the arts of survivalism, hunting and tracking.

Uh so... The thing we were working on was basically trying to flesh out Barukstaed (which has never really had much detail put into it before aside from "not-Scandinavia) and this kind of... Ended up basically making a race of horned not-vikings I guess. I've talked over this with Vita a lot and this all had her approval so hopefully this looks okay.

Ingvarr

The Ingvarr were concieved from my want to make a "viking" and Vita's long-held desire to include a "horned race" in the setting, so both ideas got pooled together into a race of horned not-vikings from the grim frostbitten north.

Due to the two of us using the Draphs from Granblue Fantasy as initial visual standins, the race tends to have large, impressive horns and notable sexual dimorphism: the males tend to be tall and buff, whilst the females are short (although not as short as Draphs themselves, averaging at about 5'2") and possess a lot of insulating fat to cope with the cold (ie. they're pretty curvaceous). Horns are considered a mark of strength and virality amongst Ingvarr, and a pair of large impressive horns are deemed very attractive amongst them. They tend to be exceptionally strong and hardy, although this is largely due to their environment forcing them to be if they don't want to die.

Their culture has a large emphasis on honour and martial prowess, although unlike the Hundi who are more based on chivalric romance, the Ingvarr take more from sword and sorcery; this emphasis exists because it is required for them to actually survive the harsh conditions and constant threat of sabercats, mammoths, dark elves, frost giants and worse. Notably, they don't really get along very well with dark elves, considering them to be "without honour", although since the dark elves mostly live underground the two races have never been at outright war with each other thus far. Ingvarr are carnivorous, subsisting on a diet of mostly meat, and tend to be expert trackers, hunters and survivalists. Whilst a Hundi will propose marriage to someone who defeats them in single combat, an Ingvarr will propose vengeance until they are able to assert their martial superiority in a rematch; whilst Hundi and Ingvarr don't have much contact with each other, this specific cultural difference has caused some confusion between members of both races in the past.

The Ingvarr are roughly split into three different cultural groups: firstly, honourable "not-varangians" who often work as mercenaries, although they're still a rare sight down south; Signy is a member of this group. Secondly, there are your typical raiders and piratical types who sail south every winter for plunder; the "not-vikings" of the type who'd raid Lindisfarne. Finally, there are the "not-Chaos Warriors", brutal barbarian warlords whose concept of "honour" does not extend beyond their own people and whose culture promotes both racial superiority and their inalienable right to plunder, rape and slaughter anyone other than their own kind. Naturally, this third group is shunned even by other Ingvarr.

The Ingvarr worship a pantheon of gods, and although Reon and Mayon are less important to them than to southerners they still worship them in a form as "Sun Queen and Moon Queen". Their most notable three gods are loosely based on Odin, Thor and Loki (naturally, as they are not-Norse and all). The Wolf Father is the god of wisdom, lore and war, the Thunder Lord is the god of thunder, courage and strength, and the Fire Princess is the goddess of fire, trickery and chaos.

The Fire Princess holds a rather strange place in the pantheon, as whilst her ways can be seen as dishonourable they also promote the kind of pragmatism necessary for surviving the harsh lands of Barukstaed. One notable legend about her explains that in the past the sun and moon were never seen in the sky together, but one day she introduced Sun Queen to Moon Queen. The two were so taken by each other that they made love for a full week, and this is the tale of the first eclipse... However, whilst the two were distracted, Fire Princess snuck into Sun Queen's palace and stole some of her sacred fire for the Ingvarr. When she found out, Sun Queen was so angry at both the theft and the fact that she was going to give the Ingvarr fire anyway and felt so embarrassed by Fire Princess gifting it to them first that she swore never to show her face in Barukstaed again. Thankfully Moon Queen was able to talk her down, but even then Sun Queen still rarely shows herself out of shame. This is the tale passed down by Ingvarr explaining the origins of the eclipse, the gift of fire, and the reason why the sun shuns Barukstaed so much.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer

Knew Barukstaed was the Scandinavia @Krayzikk

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There's not-vikings there too! Which is hopefully what my character will be once I get some more stuff sorted out with Vita but we'll see how that turns out.

Dungeon Clearer! The Wonderful World of an Adventurer Reboot

Oh right I've been working on something with Vita but we'll see how things turn out I guess.

Champions Have Arrived in the New World: A Problem Children and No Game No Life-Inspired Isekai RP

Arisia

Arisia took a moment to gather her thoughts, and more importantly to make sure that everything she was seeing was what was actually happening. Of course, she'd agreed to be brought here and expected things to be... Different than they were back home, but the bizarre assemblege of people did cause her to stop and reassure herself that she wasn't under any kind of mental interference, or suffering from hallucinations.

...At the very least, the giant snake had disappeared, transforming into a girl who looked a bit younger than her. Not exactly the weirdest thing she'd ever seen, but it was up there at least. She did seem rather, uh... There was no polite way to put it, the former-snake seemed rather perverse, her words and actions immediately making it clear she was having some rather illicit thoughts regarding poor Lila.

Well, everything else aside, she couldn't just stand by whilst the poor lizard-y girl's virtue was in danger like this. Arisia twitched her head to the side, causing some vines Lila had fallen onto to lift her back up to her feet, and as soon as the poor girl was up again she stepped towards her and calmly placed a hand on her shoulder.

"My apologies."

Once more, her voice seemed rather expressionless, even as she stood very close to Lila, her belly almost pressed up against her back. Whilst she just wanted to keep her safe, others might think it looked rather more... Intimate than she intended, to say the least. As she stepped forward, however, she'd noticed one of the others had tried to speak to her; a pretty young girl in a rather lavish kimono.

"Oh... Yes. Thankfully, I was able to slow my fall." She nodded at the kimono-clad girl, before turning her attention back to Lila.

"Could you please explain what exactly is going on?"

Sure, she'd gotten an idea from the invitation, but... Something a little more in-depth would be appreciated.

@VitaVitaAR
@Raineh Daze
@RolePlayerRoxas

Champions Have Arrived in the New World: A Problem Children and No Game No Life-Inspired Isekai RP

Arisia

...She was falling.

It took only a moment for her to notice the wind brushing against her skin, her clothes flapping in the air, and the feeling of slight mortal peril brought on by her sudden descent. This wasn't exactly how she'd expected to be introduced to this new world, to be perfectly honest.

"...Hmph..."

It was only for a moment, of course. With a slight twitch of her head, Arisia's descent began to slow until it was like she was sinking through molasses. The others quickly left her behind as they made their own descents, although soon enough her feet touched the ground behind... What looked like a girl, although she'd never once seen a girl with horns and a lizard-like tail before. Was she one of the others that had been falling with her? Hesitating for a second, Arisia reached forward and gently tapped the lizard-girl on the shoulder.

"Hello."

Her voice was deadpan, and didn't betray any emotion.

"Were you invited here as well?"

@VitaVitaAR

Champions Have Arrived in the New World: A Problem Children and No Game No Life-Inspired Isekai RP

Arisia

• Name: Arisia Carietta
• Age: 18
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human (Psychic)
• Appearance: ~She seems to have an invisible touch~
• Personality: Stoic and taciturn, Arisia comes off as rather cold and almost expressionless at first glance. She speaks in a monotone that betrays very little of the feelings behind her words, and usually refrains from speaking at length, preferring short and to-the-point statements over needless babble. This is not to say that she does not feel emotions; far from it, in fact. Those who get to know Arisia past this initial impression quickly learn that she is in fact a very kind, loving and generous young woman with a strong sense of justice, one who is very devoted to her friends and who will lend a hand to those in need even when it doesn't benefit her at all. The reason for her outward lack of emotions is due to her conditioning herself to keep them in check; due to her powers being psychic in nature, emotional outbursts can cause them to flare up, and in the rare occassions where she becomes truly angry they run the risk of going completely berserk. Due to her nature, she tries to suppress her emotions to lessen the risk of collateral damage and casaulties from anyone caught in the crossfire. Part of Arisia's self-therapy involves listening to music, something she is very fond of and which goes a great way towards calming her down.
• Abilities: Arisia is a psychic of immensely powerful proportions. To be more specific, she possesses phenomenally strong telekinesis, able to mentally lift and toss about cars, buses and even objects are large as battleships with ease. Not only that, but whilst she is in a stable state of mind she possesses almost surgical precision too, able to manipulate tiny bolts and screws amongst other things. However, despite how immense this power may seem, she still suffers from a few notable weaknesses. Firstly, all living creatures generate a mental field which, in the case of larger creatures such as horses, large dogs and humans, interferes with her own mental powers. Due to this, she cannot directly manipulate such creatures, nor anything in very close proximity to them such as clothing. She also cannot manipulate objects outside of her maximum range of one kilometer, and added to that any object that is larger than said range will be torn apart as she tries to lift it. Finally, if she loses control over her emotions, her powers will start to go berserk; this scenario is absolutely catastrophic and Arisia goes to great lengths to prevent it from happening.
• Skills: Arisia has a seemingly instinctive grasp of mathematics (especially when it involves distance and trajectories) and is very skilled at doing quick mental calculations. Her sense of spatial awareness is also notably rather honed, although this may be a byproduct of her psychic powers. She is very good at cooking, too... As long as she is making pancakes. It's not just that pancakes are the only dish she knows how to make, it's that every time she tries to cook anything it always invariably (and sometimes inexplicably) turns into pancakes somewhere during the cooking process.
• Backstory: One of only eight individuals representing the highest level of (living) psychics from her world, Arisia is noted to be the strongest amongst all telekinetics. From birth, her powers were immediately apparent, as whenever she threw a tantrum objects would violently fly about the room and crash into walls and people until she was pacified. Thankfully, the power didn't go to her head and as she matured she began to develop a cool head in order to keep her powers in check. Unfortunately, power attracts power, and she has often been called on to help deal with those who misuse their powers towards nefarious ends; on more than one occassion she has let her emotional control slip and the results were almost catastrophic. Due to this, despite the fact that she is a genuinely good person, she was often treated with mistrust by those who thought she was simply a time bomb waiting to go off. Despite this, she still continues to stoicly protect the peace and protect those in need whenever she can.
• Origin: Isekai - Arisia's world was practically indentical to ours until the early 20th century, when psychic powers began manifesting in a very small fraction of a percentage of the population. This number increased after WWII and during the Cold War, when the opposing superpowers (as well as several other countries) began secretly experimenting on the applications of these powers. The biggest point of divergence, however, is an event that happened on July 16th, 1988, where a research lab in Japan was suddenly destroyed in a gigantic psychic explosion. Soon afterwards, the entire human race found themselves awakening to psychic abilities; whilst most of them were very weak and only a handful of people possessed higher levels of power, the fact remained that with the entirity of humanity "evolving" into a psychic race overnight it became impossible to cover up and hide the existence of psychic powers any more.

Champions Have Arrived in the New World: A Problem Children and No Game No Life-Inspired Isekai RP

Finally got this done, had to rush it but still!

Arisia

• Name: Arisia Carietta
• Age: 18
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human (Psychic)
• Appearance: ~She seems to have an invisible touch~
• Personality: Stoic and taciturn, Arisia comes off as rather cold and almost expressionless at first glance. She speaks in a monotone that betrays very little of the feelings behind her words, and usually refrains from speaking at length, preferring short and to-the-point statements over needless babble. This is not to say that she does not feel emotions; far from it, in fact. Those who get to know Arisia past this initial impression quickly learn that she is in fact a very kind, loving and generous young woman with a strong sense of justice, one who is very devoted to her friends and who will lend a hand to those in need even when it doesn't benefit her at all. The reason for her outward lack of emotions is due to her conditioning herself to keep them in check; due to her powers being psychic in nature, emotional outbursts can cause them to flare up, and in the rare occassions where she becomes truly angry they run the risk of going completely berserk. Due to her nature, she tries to suppress her emotions to lessen the risk of collateral damage and casaulties from anyone caught in the crossfire. Part of Arisia's self-therapy involves listening to music, something she is very fond of and which goes a great way towards calming her down.
• Abilities: Arisia is a psychic of immensely powerful proportions. To be more specific, she possesses phenomenally strong telekinesis, able to mentally lift and toss about cars, buses and even objects are large as battleships with ease. Not only that, but whilst she is in a stable state of mind she possesses almost surgical precision too, able to manipulate tiny bolts and screws amongst other things. However, despite how immense this power may seem, she still suffers from a few notable weaknesses. Firstly, all living creatures generate a mental field which, in the case of larger creatures such as horses, large dogs and humans, interferes with her own mental powers. Due to this, she cannot directly manipulate such creatures, nor anything in very close proximity to them such as clothing. She also cannot manipulate objects outside of her maximum range of one kilometer, and added to that any object that is larger than said range will be torn apart as she tries to lift it. Finally, if she loses control over her emotions, her powers will start to go berserk; this scenario is absolutely catastrophic and Arisia goes to great lengths to prevent it from happening.
• Skills: Arisia has a seemingly instinctive grasp of mathematics (especially when it involves distance and trajectories) and is very skilled at doing quick mental calculations. Her sense of spatial awareness is also notably rather honed, although this may be a byproduct of her psychic powers. She is very good at cooking, too... As long as she is making pancakes. It's not just that pancakes are the only dish she knows how to make, it's that every time she tries to cook anything it always invariably (and sometimes inexplicably) turns into pancakes somewhere during the cooking process.
• Backstory: One of only eight individuals representing the highest level of (living) psychics from her world, Arisia is noted to be the strongest amongst all telekinetics. From birth, her powers were immediately apparent, as whenever she threw a tantrum objects would violently fly about the room and crash into walls and people until she was pacified. Thankfully, the power didn't go to her head and as she matured she began to develop a cool head in order to keep her powers in check. Unfortunately, power attracts power, and she has often been called on to help deal with those who misuse their powers towards nefarious ends; on more than one occassion she has let her emotional control slip and the results were almost catastrophic. Due to this, despite the fact that she is a genuinely good person, she was often treated with mistrust by those who thought she was simply a time bomb waiting to go off. Despite this, she still continues to stoicly protect the peace and protect those in need whenever she can.
• Origin: Isekai - Arisia's world was practically indentical to ours until the early 20th century, when psychic powers began manifesting in a very small fraction of a percentage of the population. This number increased after WWII and during the Cold War, when the opposing superpowers (as well as several other countries) began secretly experimenting on the applications of these powers. The biggest point of divergence, however, is an event that happened on July 16th, 1988, where a research lab in Japan was suddenly destroyed in a gigantic psychic explosion. Soon afterwards, the entire human race found themselves awakening to psychic abilities; whilst most of them were very weak and only a handful of people possessed higher levels of power, the fact remained that with the entirity of humanity "evolving" into a psychic race overnight it became impossible to cover up and hide the existence of psychic powers any more.