Savato

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Okay I have two more Underground characters in my mind. Do we feel like we need them for diversity sake?

@Pirouette

Yes

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

The zombies, the dead ones, are masked so they don't look like zombies. The ones that aren't masked are still living people under the influence of Jewels. They aren't attacking officers, they're piling up bodies while the fresh ones are attacking Don Quixote here. No one is supposed to know they're zombies lol, and they don't behave like mainstream ones either (they don't eat people unless explicitly ordered to)@Archmage MC

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

@Bright_Ops It would be wiser to post it in the OOC before the accepted char bin. I'll do a review once I have it in the OOC.

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

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I will try and make you proud!

@AgentFallenSoul

You better...

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

@AgentFallenSoul The title says yes so yes C:

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

The Zombie

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Nancy Jewels' expertise never really was of any use in demonstrative operations such as this one. In fact, it would be quite ludicrous to bring out the underground's main medic and human resources responsible in such a risky environment. The Zombie of the underground movement could only wish to join such a free genocide, dream of the piles of goods she could turn into a true workforce in the service of the one and only: EDGE. Was she completely dedicated to him? Absolutely not, however no other organization seemed to be very accepting of her death-dealing habits and questionable ambitions.

Jewels was residing safely in the Underground Movement's HQ, in her small and messy office, in front of a computer with what seemed to be a skype call opened on one of her tabs. In another she was playing some internet personality quiz, retaking it over and over until she got the personality she wanted. What personality was that? She wasn't sure herself. Every ten seconds or so, her eyes would quickly peer over at the small tab where the skill video call was taking place, but it remained dark, until some movement could be heard. Somehow, she had managed to capture Edge's play on camera. The thing was that Nancy was in no way a computer wizard and wouldn't ask for some hacking for such a quick mission. The camera seemed to be attached to someone, a person in the same place where the whole ordeal took place. They were still quite far away from the family left alive, but at a distance where Nancy could see everything.

"Oh no, oh no! Such great potential lost... If only I was there..."

She sulked upon witnessing the act. She didn't feel bad in any way for the souls of these people who had lost their lives nor the danger that could face the man in the scene. She was sad because she couldn't have her way at the decapitated bodies. They were fresh, their brains were generally intact as well. Easily glued up and ready to go for a hell of a party. Sighing, she couldn't do much other than maintain her orders to the things she had sent to supervise the whole operation, supplying cover to the leader.

"Oh well, maybe next time. So... Hello Chief Edge, I hope the owprartio- Arg!"

She grunted in frustration over what seemed to be a recital of something. It was almost ritual for her to prepare in advance various greetings of expected visitors, or in this case the return of her superior. The reality of it was that she'd always screw those up and make a fool of herself each time, but it didn't bother her one bit, she'd just try again later. Another thing would be this constant, fake-looking smile on her face. Whether it'd be fake or not would be anyone's guess, but she always kept it up and never once appeared angered or upset over something.

"Ahem... Hello Chief, I hope the operation went as planned. I've prepared the files..."

She'd go on with it until something would pop up of any interest.

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The individual holding the camera was none other than a simple policeman with absolutely nothing particular about him. He simply wore a go pro camera on his uniform and supervised the area. He didn't flinch when the instant executions happened. Quite the contrary, he moved forward without a single sign of anxiety or stress. Along with this man, five other men emerged, four of them wearing cardboard masks of various animals while the last one appeared like the average Joe with a plaid shirt and jeans. They all had the same indifferent behavior toward what had just happened and almost mechanically proceeded to do whatever they had to do.

They were the monstrous Heralds very few in the world knew about, Nancy's foot soldiers and slaves. They worked like a hive mind, doing anything their queen asked them to do and behaved like a collective. There was no place for individuality. The masked ones were somewhat slower in their gait than the normal looking Heralds, but they were simply heading to the mass of bodies left behind. They each proceeded to grab three to four bodies each, two on each shoulder if possible while their fingers grabbed the hair of the nearby heads. When full, they'd bring the corpses to a van parked in a corresponding alleyway. They'd rinse and repeat until interruption.

Those unmasked simply followed Edge, provided that he'd not shred them out of annoyance. The one with the uniform was already wielding a typical shotgun while the other seemed to equip himself with an M16 Assault rifle concealed in a garbage can. They were the people turned Heralds before dying, and thus they held a high level of cognitive capabilities, as demonstrated when the zombified police officer released a shotgun round right as the assailant attempted to strike the leader of the movement. The other one with the assault rifle had just begun loading it as the action unfolded, but he'd swiftly aim it at any sign of hostile movement, or more precisely, right at the face of the attacking metahuman if he were to survive.

It'd be a dangerous game, facing creatures with no regard for their safety and hellbent on getting their objective completed. Not to mention, the inevitable fact that they were all disposable. Trained fighters could only notice the bulk behind their clothes. With such loyal slaves, the concept of a martyr wasn't even needed; they'd strap themselves with explosive jackets at the snap of her fingers.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

@Nytefall Basic teleportation of oneself is pretty powerful alone and obviously downplayed when it's ranked as C (Sefia) or B (Your character), but I don't think the focus here is to block off ridiculously easy to exploit powers. Plus you'd have to be severely stupid to lose with it unlimited aha. As long as it isn't borderline Godmod and constant dodging (which is just bad), it should be fine.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

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And I still don't know why you don't think containment is bad, esp now where Iron = burns and silver = spontaneous combustion.

@Archmage MC

It's the weakness of everyone ever. Few examples of containment/sealing being used in mainstream media: Kaguya Otsutsuki (Naruto), every immortal Edo Tensei ever (Naruto), Sosuke Aizen (Bleach), Ganondorf/Ganon (Zelda). Pretty overused and ridiculously difficult to perform if the character is really, really stronk.

@NarcissisticPotato It's been a while Potate!

NARUTO: Road to Ninja [ARC 3] Buy it now and get a second punt free!

Aoi Don Maquia

Try Your Luck

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With the right provocations, Akio was quickly reacting to Aoi's taunts and proceeded to shower her with a wave of senbon after purging all the lethal weapons. A slight sense of panic took over in Aoi's system, she didn't expect senbon to happen after their agreement of not cutting objects. She desperately hopped backwards and used the training log she stood on as practical shield while she didn't have to move around too much. The senbons met with the thick wood an cut Aoi some slack, prompting her to peep her head outwards in order to grab a glimpse on Akio's current situation and have a little basis on what to go on from there. But as she'd do that, her friend would already be on the move and firing arrows at her. Once again, the clown simply ducked her head behind the piece of wood and strafed so keep Akio's attack opposite from her.

"Hey NO cutty stabby things! Cheater!"

She complained, peeping over and over between attacks to never lose sight of her opponent. It did however give Akio a few possibilities of sneaking a move her and there, but at the same time she couldn't tell what Aoi was doing. And the clown took advantage of that. Aoi was pretty good at pulling off hand seals in uncomfortable positions or while doing many other things, and she'd do just that to commence the formation of a goo clone right next to her, however before it actually get large enough to reveal itself, it was immediately submitted to the mucus transformation technique, securing itself the appearance of a smoke bomb the size of a grenade. It would be swiftly be placed in Aoi's pocket as the girl noticed her opponent taking cover in mother nature herself.

Puffing her cheeks, she didn't like to go after her opponents like that, but at the same time no one could see her cheat as she opened her supposedly sealed eye. She just wanted a better visual overall and didn't hesitate to break her self-imposed rule to make the show go in her favor. Now was the right time to pressure Akio a bit, and in order to do so, Aoi would make it very annoying for Akio to get around in this forest-like field. She'd quickly hop on the top of the log, he foot applying Gooey Bungee on the top of said log while maintaining it attached to her shoe. From there, she performed a much stronger jump, the type that would throw her ten meters up high, similar to the forward leap shinobi used to quickly move from location to location on trees.

"You better hit me hard, Akio! I have a PhD in butt kicking and I ain't afraid to use it!"

Weaving a couple of hand seals, she pretty much prodded Akio's attention by exposing herself to the air like that. Aoi was expecting some form of retaliation, but any alternative wouldn't really matter as the jutsu she was casting was going to be an annoying one in any case. At her best acquired height, she released the Starch Syrup capturing field from up above. Normally this type of jutsu was immediately applied to the ground, but from the air it's be like a big cloth scattered into large drops of thick goop befalling the main tree Aoi saw her friend leap into all the while swallowing the few trees around it. Like a magician covering an object with a handkerchief to make an object disappear, she'd coat these trees with that light-blue mess. A lot of it would drool on the ground, but more of it stuck on the leafs and bark, making it a pain to get out of.

Her gooey bungee served as insurance, after all in the air she was exposed to projectiles and Akio's possible advantages. Aoi wasn't one to really consider most of the risks, but she was always for safety first when pulling ridiculous stunts like these. Akio could notice random masses of goo just dripping out of Aoi's back like it was natural. They weren't small masses either, as big as her petite body, and simply dropped on the middle of the field in plain sight. Finally, if Akio weren't to take her bait and prompt Aoi to simply retreat and perform the same thing from another angle, the clown would shoot a second bungee toward a protruding branch of the previously targeted tree and would of course launch herself into it once it glued itself onto the piece of wood. She was charging directly into a small wall of starch goo she previously imposed, like some idiot ramming themselves into a wall.

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The Princess and the Stooges

"You're under arrest for assaulting a law enforcer and obstructing official shinobi business. We can probably fit in public exposure to that too. Turn around, please."

The man ordered, although a little more peacefully than before as the crowd closed in on them. The Jonin was somewhat smart in this case, he didn't make this become a travesty and cause even more outrage. Though the drug accusations were serious, it'd be simple suspicion and not a real reason to arrest. However it enforced his legitimacy in this arrest, and justified a certain period of questioning. Either way, Jaakuna was in for some trouble no matter the alternative he took, and all thanks to our superstar.

"Fucking brats like you are worst than downtown. Thinking you're hot shit with your clans..."

The Jonin whispered, preventing the masses from hearing anything. Backup Jonin were to arrived soon, inevitably sealing the deal on Jaakuna's case.

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With Tsukiko giving a good beating to the brats she was given, Miyaka kept an eye on Jaakuna's situation. She was sure she had made it worse for the kind, prompting a widened smile on her face. She'd temporarily turn around to acknowledge how she messed up the kids she had under her care, the actress having her arms crossed in slight disappointment as the deed was finally done.

'Fucking hell, you either kill them or keep them conscious. Retarded feral slut. How am I supposed to enjoy myself now?'

"Hey Black, make sure they stay awake now! We're far from securing my safe return to a normal life!"

She'd order before opening a chest near the balcony she stood on, only to remove a large, black rifle many would be stunned staggered by the intimidating appearance it'd have. It did look dangerous, but it didn't hold any sort of bullets. With closer inspection, a logo on it would confirm that it'd be a glorified paintball gun, probably worth way beyond their current salaries.

When Tsukiko would at least get Takeshi up and running (Daiki being assumed still awake), she'd fit the five thousand she promised in the Jonin's cleavage once more. She was fully aware Tsukiko wouldn't bash the small female for such trivial actions. Biting the hand that would be feeding her wasn't in any way compatible to her profile after all.

"Red! C'mere!"

She'd order the boy as she aimed toward a very specific direction. Miyaka used the scope of the rifle to zoom in on the target she had selected specifically for Daiki. This was likely the reason why she chose this specific hotel in the first place. At the end of the lens, she'd have the Minamoru clan's territory and main houses, notably Yamato's. She'd take a first random shot, expecting the machine not to work. However, the contraption would have the effect of sucking some chakra from the wielder, a very little amount, to fire the paintball over large distances. It wasn't deadly at all, but it maintained its momentum a lot longer. In fact, it exploded on the wall she was aiming for.

"You know what's out there, and I know you don't like 'em. Now, if you manage to draw the Naito emblem on three of those big houses, I'll give you 200 grand. 10 Grand for each member of the clan you hit with the paint~ Fair deal ain't it?!"

'Time to be a little generous, good ol' vengeance for the underdog. Backlash may suck but hey, I got you financially covered.'

She chuckled before passing the weapon to Daiki, giving him full freedom to do as he wishes with it. She'd then turn to face Tsukiko and Takeshi once more, hoping he'd be awake at this point.

"Okay! Green! Grab the bag on the table and throw it waaaaayyyyyy down on the Jonin's head! If you get a head shot, you'll get 60 grand! Also, Black, break your arm. Punishment time, but you get a nice 50 grand for it~"

'Fuck me if you hit him from the 50th floor. If you do though, better pray Yellow down there has a good lawyer. At least big tits here can afford health insurance with the jizz I'm giving her.'

The bag itself was filled with an illegal powder, a form of drug circulating these days. She didn't consume it, and even if she did no one would bother her about it. But Miyaka was sadistic enough to get some on purpose to screw over her victims. She was now punishing Tsukiko for knocking at least one out, which wasn't what the actress ordered. Now, she'd have to break her arm one way or another, but at least she'd get a pretty decent pay out of it.

The Gifted: A Fast Paced Superpower RP (Relaunch)

Both sides are indeed of characters. No one has declared for the underground or reformist but we have like four hero's two middle and no villains.

@AcerRo

Nancy is Underground lol