Scarifar

《 H. E. R. O. 》

@Hitman@canaryrose

Blake and Jamie handled the guards with ease, allowing Rumi to hang back and watch as the action unfolded before him. The mention of kidnapping heroes made him raise an eyebrow, realizing he had obtained another piece of the puzzle that was the Gugliano family's plans. Following the two into the Control Room, Rumi examined the damages Blake caused within it. He whistled, and said, "Goodness me, you're either getting better at controlling those flames, or you're really lucky that nothing vital got damaged." He looked down at the goons on the ground, wondering if he should check for vitals, but decided that he need not bother.

Placing a hand on one of the control panels, he wondered just how many secrets this one room held. Looking over at the computer Blake pointed out, he walked over to it while saying, "Leave it to me. I'll crack it open." He pulled out a black box with a wire attached to it, connecting it to the computer. The programs within it began to work their magic, bypassing the computer's security and unlocking it. Opening the folder named "Hero Plan", he opened a "missionletter.doc" where it talked about the change in plans. Rumi began to search for more details involving the hero abductions and come across a document labeled, "ZERO". He began running his decryption program, only to be greeted with a popup window. Rumi was surprised to see it pop up, as it had seemingly been prepared for him, and then the computer began to force a shutdown. Knowing he had hardly any time to act, Rumi forced his brain into Overclocking, having his nanobots form a pair of hands. He entertained the possibility of halting the shutdown, but decided there wasn't enough time for that and instead began to make a copy of the "ZERO" document and save it into his black box's storage.

After the computer shut down, Rumi sighed and disconnected his black box, placing it back into his utility belt. "I've done what I could," Rumi reported. "And whoever these people are, they're going to regret insulting my intelligence."

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Rumi Bers Polamor

@Hitman@canaryrose

"Well, I could always give some of my gadgets a little extra field testing," Rumi responded, then proceeded to raise a finger in the air and add, "Just give me a minute." Rumi clapped his hands twice, then a panel slid out from the wall and turned itself around, revealing Rumi's bodysuit armor that served as his costume, as well as utility belt and four canisters that held his nanomachines. Rumi then walked over to his suit and held his arms up in a T, issuing another command, "Armor up." Instantly, robotic arms extended from the wall, ceiling, and floor, programmed to get the suit onto Rumi. One arm began to glow red and hum gently at its tip as it dragged its head along the middle of the suit from neck to groin, effectively cutting it in half. The rest of the arms grabbed both pieces of the suit and slipped them onto Rumi, fitting them and holding them properly while the arm that originally cut it began to glow green instead and ran its head at the cut line, repairing the suit as if it had never been cut in the first place.

After the arms retracted themselves back into their original places, Rumi began to stretch a little, fully breaking in the suit and making sure it was comfortable. He grabbed his belt and canisters and equipped them as well. Finally, Rumi looked through his tables and shelves, methodically searching through them for tools and gadgets that would aim him in this mission. It took a few minutes, but Rumi was finally ready.

"Alrighty then, let's get going," Rumi said.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Rumi Bers Polamor

@Hitman@canaryrose

"Please don't," Rumi said, though clearly his words fell on deaf ears. Sighing, Rumi added, "You can't move them, Jamie." Jamie tried to move the holograms, to no effect. Her hand simply passed through it, blurring the images. "You don't have the biometric authentication to access my equipment. Now please, let me do my work here." After shooing away Jamie's hand, Rumi continued to search through the collar, sorting his way through the various functions and safety measures within it until he came across a tracking beacon within in.

"Oooo, now what do we have here?" Rumi muttered his thoughts out loud, expanding the hologram of the beacon. If the collar was truly attached to an Iguanosaur, it made sense that people would want to keep track of its location. The only question was: who were those people? "Track the beacon's signal," Rumi commanded, the hologram now displaying a pulsing signal icon next to the beacon, directed toward a map of the world. It didn't take long to get a lock on a location, and the map magnified further and further until it pinpointed a location: Watervale. "Bring up 3D imaging of the location," Rumi commanded again, the table displaying a blue-tinted 3d map of Watervale. A red light indicated the building the beacon was sending the signal to. Rumi spread his hands to magnify and pinpoint the exact location, revealing a warehouse next to a place called "Sam's Fish Market."

It didn't make sense. A fish market capturing Leftovers for whatever insidious practices? Rumi was sure it was merely a cover for some other group. "It's not Google, that much is for sure," Rumi answered Blake. Rumi gave it a second of thought, and it clicked: "GUGL", or in other words, the Guglianos. "The Gugliano family, though, makes more sense. It would also explain the 'GUGL' found on this collar," Rumi said. Sighing, he continued, "So we have a crime family now trying to handle Leftovers. They're either not doing it very well, considering you dispatched the Iguanosaur so easily, or it was only a test for more vile purposes. My main concern is where they're getting this tech from. I don't recall the Gugliano family being able to produce this level of tech."

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Rumi Bers Polamor

@Hitman@canaryrose

Chris was standing several feet away from the front door when Blake made his announcement to Polamor Inc's reception area. Stepping forward, he said to Blake, "My name is Chris, Mr. von Brandt. And yes, Mr. Polamor informed me that you would arrive. Follow me, please." With that, Chris would lead them through into a hall, entering a door to Rumi's office. It was a nice place, with a few bookshelves lining the wall, and an oval-shaped rug was laid in the center of the room. At the end of the room was a long wooden desk, with many drawers at the side and a phone and computer on its surface. Chris picked up the phone and dialed a number into it, then opened a drawer that held a false bottom, revealing a liquid metal scanner. After placing his hand inside, the rug in the center of the room moved to the side like a roomba, and a panel of the floor opened up, revealing a staircase. Climbing down the stairs would finally lead to Rumi's personal workshop.

"They're here, sir," Chris announced to Rumi, who had just finished prepping what he would need for the scan.

"Great, thanks, Chris," Rumi said. "You can go now."

After Chris left, leaving Blake and Jamie with Rumi, Rumi told them, "Just place that collar on the table. Let's see what secrets it's got for us." Once Blake placed the collar onto the table, it would begin to scan, a band of light moving across the screen like a printer. A holographic image would then construct itself in the air, with all the parts the collar was constructed with, both large and intricate. Rumi made gestures with his hands to separate the individual components into separate layers, enlarging a certain part if he found it of particular note.

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Rumi Bers Polamor

@Hitman@Ryteb Pymeroce@canaryrose

Rumi raised an eyebrow at the information he was receiving. "See? Now that's much more interesting," Rumi said, amused. "You know where to find me. My secretary Chris will show you in." Rumi then hung up and handed the phone back to Chris. "You know what to do," Rumi said to Chris. "Of course, sir," Chris responded as he left Rumi's workshop.

Rumi turned back to his microbots. "Let's get you guys cleaned up," Rumi said, raising his hand and snapping his fingers. At once, the microbots began to surge back into the boxes they originally came from, pouring into them while stacking themselves neatly. In mere moments, the testing chamber was empty again. Rumi took off his wristbands and visor, placing them into an open compartment that automatically closed itself after. He then pushed a small button that popped out a box with an opening at the top, filled with what looked like liquid metal. In actuality, it was a multitude of nanobots that scanned everything that would stick its hand in, from fingerprint to DNA to pulse. Rumi stuck his hand in, letting the scanner do its thing. After the confirmation of his identity, the table sunk into the floor, and it was soon replaced with a new table that was far more technologically advanced.

"A collar meant to track and possibly control Leftovers, huh? Don't see many of those everyday," Rumi muttered to himself. "And GUGL... interesting."

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Rumi Bers Polamor

@Hitman@Ryteb Pymeroce@canaryrose

Rumi outfitted himself with a pair of glowing bracelets and his visor, entering his testing chamber. Several large boxes lined a wall, but the room was otherwise empty. "Alright, we will start initial testing of 'Cerebellum', beginning with movement and shape tests," Rumi announced. He raised an arm and snapped his fingers. The boxes began to shake, and a mass of tiny machines burst out of them, all converging towards Rumi. They were not the nanomachines he commonly used, however. They were the predecessor to them; a larger machine called a "microbot". Still very small, but gargantuan compared to a nanobot. Rumi had quickly moved on from them due to the lack of easy storage while traveling, which was unacceptable for Rumi. He still didn't have a solution as of yet, but he would just have to think of something. For now, he would test.

The microbots began to stack on top of each other and form a giant hand, moving left to right as if waving hello, then began to form various one-handed gestures. "Seems good so far," Rumi said as he began to step up, the microbots forming stairs as he climbed up a cylindrical tower. The tower then collapsed, the microbots moving as if they were liquid, except for a a group that formed a surfboard shape to keep Rumi on the surface and allowed him to "surf" on them. Rumi extended his flailing arms out, trying to keep his balance.

Rumi then spread his arms out, dispersing the microbots away from him, and brought his back back together, palms apart while fingertips met. The bots stacked up and around him, making a barrier around him with honeycomb shaped holes in it. He clenched his fist, causing the holes to close up and leaving him in darkness. With a spinning wrist and a slashing motion, the bots began to open up and spin around him, gathering together into a ball and split apart as if slashed apart. "Hmm... pretty good performance, but a little slower than I had hoped," Rumi said. "I'll have to do some finetuning."

There was a knock, and a door slid open, revealing his secretary Chris. "Sir, you have a call," he said, holding up a phone.

"I'm a little busy right now," Rumi protested. "Leave it on voicemail if it's not important."

"It's from 'Blake Ignatius von Brandt', sir," Chris continued.

"Fire Tweety? The heck does he want with me?" Rumi asked. In the end, his curiosity won out and he took the phone. "This better be good." Pressing the answer button, Rumi brought the phone to his ear, answering with, "Talk to me."

...

"A 'collar thingy'," Rumi responded. "Come on, Blake, you're gonna need to give me a bit more information than that to make it worth my while. Y'know, like, what does it look like, or what was wearing it before you got it?"

Yu-Gi-Oh! The Duel Academy Stories

So what's the status on the duel? Any progress made?

《 H. E. R. O. 》

Rumi Bers Polamor

Rumi looked through his various programs again and again, searching for any way to improve them further. It was in vain, however; he had done the best he could. The main component, the one designed to disable Phantom and extract it from Skylar, was still incomplete, but that was inevitable as he could not complete the code without studying Phantom's original coding. The next best thing he could do was include a function that would scan the virus and produce a copy of its coding into an isolated storage unit. The biggest problem with this was that he would need to be in close proximity to Phantom in order to do this, and he could not simulate an outcome where he'd have enough of an advantage to achieve this goal.

Of course, he realized what the problem was: he had reached his limit. Nanomachines and a reinforced bodysuit alone was not going to be enough to combat and/or subdue Phantom. Rumi needed an upgrade to his current gear. Fortunately, he knew where to start. He still had old prototypes lying around, and he could easily draw up some schematics for new machines to aid him. All he needed was some time. Grabbing a toolbox from a nearby countertop, Rumi took out a drill and began to get to work.

《 H. E. R. O. 》

St. Tarasque, the Punch Saint

Name
Samantha Lee

Hero Name
St. Tarasque

Nicknames
Punch Saint

Gender
Female

Age
24

Date of Birth
June 6

Physique
At 5'8", Samantha has the body of a gymnast, complete with flexible and powerful limbs as well as a thin body with well-balanced muscles. Her long, pale dark-blue hair is worn in a thin braid.

Blood Type
O-

Occupation
Hero

Side
Hero

Affiliation
H.E.R.O.

Tier
C

Personality
Samantha is quite cheerful and easygoing, always finding an excuse to smile and have others join in. She is also not afraid to walk up to someone and ask for the time just to strike up a conversation. Samantha is very caring as well, quick to be one of the first few to step forward and lend a hand to someone in need. She is willing to do what is right and just, even if it means doing things that others would disapprove of.

Backstory
Born in the countryside, Samantha led a very simple life in the beginning. Interacting with neighbors and helping with farmwork was a daily routine, and she was not busy, she would run around and play with the other kids. She had always been able to keep up with even the adults, always having energy to work and play, the only times she stops is when she eats and sleeps. She did eat quite a lot, too, making her friends and family wonder just where she was putting it all.

She first discovered her power when she was 10, when she fell down and got a nasty scrape on her knee while playing tag with a group of kids. As she said the "pain pain go away" kid's melody, the wound began to close up until it disappeared entirely. From then on, whenever anyone got a bad injury, they were quickly brought to Samantha so she could heal it up, which also helped to train her power. Her parents, meanwhile, worked to gather up enough money to allow her to move out into the big city, where they hoped she could do some good for the rest of the world.

After Samantha came of age and moved away from the countryside, she was a little overwhelmed by how different the city was from the familiar fields of green and small houses she was used to seeing. It took her a while to get used to life there, but she eventually found work as a Hero and trained to become St. Tarasque, the Punch Saint.

Power
Rejuvenation: Samantha revitalizes cells, restoring them to a healthier status, and purges the body of unnatural entities. This process can be used for extended periods of time, and can be used on herself as well as other organic targets, both human and nonhuman. However, the target must be living for her power to work on them. Samantha has been using it on herself for so long that it's become a passive ability to her.

• Healing: Obviously, an ability like this has a branch in the ability to heal. Wounds and injuries are mended as if they had never happened (degrees of healing may vary depending on the age of the wound.) Poisons and diseases are not so easy to heal, but they too will be worked out of a body in time. Isolonic gas is no exception, even on her own body.
• Stamina restoration: As long as Samantha is touching someone, their stamina will be restored as well. This ability also works on herself, allowing her to surpass the limits of any normal human's endurance. To compensate, however, her body needs a lot more energy, requiring her to consume more calories and other essentials.

Samantha is remarkably acrobatic, and uses this skill to great effect to quickly evade and subdue her opponents. She also possesses a pair of studded gauntlets and long greaves, both outfitted with hidden blades that can pop out with a strong button press.

OTHER: Samantha is absolutely terrible with technology, and can barely understand how to push the "on" button or dial a phone number.

Yu-Gi-Oh! The Duel Academy Stories

Michelle Kine

"An exhibition match..." Michelle Kine said to herself. This was something she certainly did not want to miss. It was a chance to see what this school had to offer in terms of competition, as well as information about the Duelists' strategies. She only hoped this "Jason" and "Dorian" provided some intel worth studying.