Thayr

Spearhead: A modern/near future Special Forces RP (ON HIATUS)

Moss, Lukas
_{Date: 27 APR 25
Location: Taniland, Africa}

Moss let out a long exhale as he listened while they got out of the van, filtering out into the building. The local resistance looked pretty sparsely armed, though they were bold in his opinion for being so, well…open. Any other group he’d expect something like a random kid, maybe pre-teens, keeping watch with a whistle or routine that’d signal trouble, but these people were just out and about with their AKs. Sure, it took Jamison rapping on the door to get them out, but still. In his mind it was less than ideal.

As for the structure itself…well, ten people and another group out in the village wasn’t too extreme. They’d just need something to keep the patrol busy, something else to keep the guards inside busy. Thoughts bubbled to the surface on potentials, but of course for all that he needed to know some basic specifics. If he assumed everything worked per usual, well…that’d be hell on earth real quick. Moss sat his pack down next to a seat, taking it with a curt little nod to the chef as well as a bowl of stew, a chunk of bread. Breaking a piece off, he stirred the hardbread about the stew for a few moments, thinking things over.

“OK, question time to get some answers on what I asked before. Fire and communications is what I’m interested about, personally. First of the two…what’s local fire rescue look like? We at lines with buckets, a fire station, or does that local patrol do the lifting there? How do they do things as far as fire when it’s at curfew time? Is the compound fitted out with a fire detector system, carbon monoxide detectors, or what? Are any of those things connected to a box or is able to be accessed from the outside? Do they actually give a shit when those go off and, if they do, what do the guards do? Any of that known?”

Taking a breath, as well as a hearty bite from the bread, Moss continued on. “What’s communications infrastructure look like, both local and for the Order specifically? Fixed, short-range handhelds, satellite phones, what? We got any frequencies for em?”

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

Mawatari Jun

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

Rapid Hero - Onrush

_{I d e n t i t y}

3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Recommended - Eirei College

Mawatari Jun, 17

The collected, confident athlete and one of the highest scoring members of Class 1B, Mawatari Jun is eternally dedicated to her journey of self-improvement without exception or pause.

_{Q u i r k}

Gen 5 - Transporter - Awakened

Distance Snap

Jun is able to, as a snap decision, alter the distance between two known points or objects within her line of sight. The degree of the alteration, whether this is increasing a distance or decreasing it, determines the degree of heat or cold whichever of the two points moves to the other. As such, she has an upper limit as to how much Jun can alter a distance, expressed as a multiple of the original distance, which is generally increased by the use of her costume with the inbuilt radiator system. When the altered distance is traveled, to all observers it appears to be instantaneous.

_Supermoves

♐︎ Void Reflection

Utilizing her altered distance to rapidly increase the distance of incoming weapons as a base, a key difference to her normal moves is the utilization of a second altered distance between the weapon and the user. This second distance, incredibly shortened, balances the first in temperature generation while also acting, visually, as a snap reflection of the impact back towards the user with emphasized energy.

♐︎ Compression Blast

Compressing distances already close together, such as between her hands, and combining this effort with breathing techniques generally taught in yoga allows Jun to generate what could be likened to a tenseness of energy which, when her hands are brought further out from one-another, creates a ball of hyper-compressed space. This ball, when thrown, continues in this form for several seconds until the compressed space destabilizes, throwing all objects and material away explosively.

♐︎ Contradicting Object

Placing one altered distance between the head of a swinging object and the pivot point, increasing that distance vastly, and another altered distance between the head of the object and the target, decreasing that distance in the same measure, Jun can effectively multiply the energy transferred massively. As the head of the swung object acts as though it is along a much more severe line, creating far greater acceleration, at the same time the head of the object impacts against the target near-immediately.

_Ultramoves

♐︎ Infinite Motion

Less a singular action and more a state of mind and being, Infinite Motion is the state at which Jun utilizes her quirk for every singular action performed, both in her own generations of motion and in striking enemies, moving from one location to another, and so on. It is a frightening, self-feeding loop of speed and power, altered distances being created, met, and dispersed in the blink of an eye, and Jun becomes a blur with its enactment. The act is incredibly tiresome, however, requiring full concentration and physical energy.

_{S k i l l s}

Yoga • Gardening • Cooking

_{I t e m s}

♐︎ Costume - Self-Made

Built around the standard Eirei student’s uniform, a black gakuran, bontan pants, and a red-white tenugui for use as a mask, Jun’s costume integrates two notable primary components. The first of these is a large radiator built into the back, measuring around a foot by a foot. Coolant is pumped along tubing located under the jacket, sewn into a “pocket” along the length of the sleeves and around to the midriff, where it then runs along heat-absorbent pads. The second component are several steel rings around her forearms and lower legs which, while being light enough that she can continue to move at frightening speeds, still serves as a continuous weight training program and, when swing about, blunt force weapons.

♐︎ Two Hands - Patented

Jun’s two kusarigama, these are generally her preferred way of dealing with an opponent with key modifications instead of the traditional style. The blades on each sickle notably are blunt, instead being heavy triangles which terminate at a dull point. Within the handles are multiple piezoelectric crystals and materials which sap latent heat from Jun, something that is increased as she utilizes her quirk more without the aid of her radiator, and the electrical potential is stored in the handles themselves. When triggered, the electric charge is sent from the handle, across the chain, and to the fundo weight itself, discharging onto the nearest object. The weight, besides being modified to allow for this discharge, is notably heavier than would otherwise be expected.

My Hero Academia: Just Another Hero, Act 2

Mawatari Jun

M Y H E R O
M Y H E R O

Rapid Hero - Onrush

_{I d e n t i t y}

3 ★ P R O H E R O Japan, Unranked - Eirei College

Mawatari Jun, 17

The collected, confident athlete and one of the highest scoring members of Class 1B, Mawatari Jun is eternally dedicated to her journey of self-improvement without exception or pause.

_{Q u i r k}

Gen 5 - Transporter - Awakened

Distance Snap

Jun is able to, as a snap decision, alter the distance between two known points or objects within her line of sight. The degree of the alteration, whether this is increasing a distance or decreasing it, determines the degree of heat or cold whichever of the two points moves to the other. As such, she has an upper limit as to how much Jun can alter a distance, expressed as a multiple of the original distance, which is generally increased by the use of her costume with the inbuilt radiator system. When the altered distance is traveled, to all observers it appears to be instantaneous.

_Supermoves

♐︎ Void Reflection

Utilizing her altered distance to rapidly increase the distance of incoming weapons as a base, a key difference to her normal moves is the utilization of a second altered distance between the weapon and the user. This second distance, incredibly shortened, balances the first in temperature generation while also acting, visually, as a snap reflection of the impact back towards the user with emphasized energy.

♐︎ Compression Blast

Compressing distances already close together, such as between her hands, and combining this effort with breathing techniques generally taught in yoga allows Jun to generate what could be likened to a tenseness of energy which, when her hands are brought further out from one-another, creates a ball of hyper-compressed space. This ball, when thrown, continues in this form for several seconds until the compressed space destabilizes, throwing all objects and material away explosively.

♐︎ Contradicting Object

Placing one altered distance between the head of a swinging object and the pivot point, increasing that distance vastly, and another altered distance between the head of the object and the target, decreasing that distance in the same measure, Jun can effectively multiply the energy transferred massively. As the head of the swung object acts as though it is along a much more severe line, creating far greater acceleration, at the same time the head of the object impacts against the target near-immediately.

_Ultramoves

♐︎ Infinite Motion

Less a singular action and more a state of mind and being, Infinite Motion is the state at which Jun utilizes her quirk for every singular action performed, both in her own generations of motion and in striking enemies, moving from one location to another, and so on. It is a frightening, self-feeding loop of speed and power, altered distances being created, met, and dispersed in the blink of an eye, and Jun becomes a blur with its enactment. The act is incredibly tiresome, however, requiring full concentration and physical energy.

_{S k i l l s}

Yoga • Gardening • Cooking

_{I t e m s}

♐︎ Costume - Self-Made

Built around the standard Eirei student’s uniform, a black gakuran, bontan pants, and a red-white tenugui for use as a mask, Jun’s costume integrates two notable primary components. The first of these is a large radiator built into the back, measuring around a foot by a foot. Coolant is pumped along tubing located under the jacket, sewn into a “pocket” along the length of the sleeves and around to the midriff, where it then runs along heat-absorbent pads. The second component are several steel rings around her forearms and lower legs which, while being light enough that she can continue to move at frightening speeds, still serves as a continuous weight training program and, when swing about, blunt force weapons.

♐︎ Two Hands - Patented

Jun’s two kusarigama, these are generally her preferred way of dealing with an opponent with key modifications instead of the traditional style. The blades on each sickle notably are blunt, instead being heavy triangles which terminate at a dull point. Within the handles are multiple piezoelectric crystals and materials which sap latent heat from Jun, something that is increased as she utilizes her quirk more without the aid of her radiator, and the electrical potential is stored in the handles themselves. When triggered, the electric charge is sent from the handle, across the chain, and to the fundo weight itself, discharging onto the nearest object. The weight, besides being modified to allow for this discharge, is notably heavier than would otherwise be expected.

Spearhead: A modern/near future Special Forces RP (ON HIATUS)

Moss, Lukas
_{Time: 27 APR 25
Location: IVO Taniland Border, Africa}

Boarding an aircraft that was as old as this hadn’t been among Moss’s first choices of how to travel that particular day but, then again, he’d never really had ‘first choice’ upon thinking about it. The seat, and everything else in the DC-3, squealed and spoke and roared as they’d taken the flight, shifting and wheezing with every exertion, every breath of wind, every motion of the rudders and ailerons. Of course, they’d never take an aircraft that was absolutely going to fall apart on such a flight - Moss was relatively certain of that. It’d be ‘a real fukkin waste’ if they just fell out of the sky to their deaths instead of something interesting.

A smile had crept its way onto his face at the thought and image. It’d be a helluva way to go after so many interesting bits here and there, a real stupid way to go. The best anticlimax, that’d be what it was, and with his luck some little part of the man said that it fit. Life had a sense of humor, even if it was one of the worst senses the man had ever known. The smile slipped away, though, and he spent the rest of the flight in as little silence as there could be. The noise seemed to drown everything out.

Eyes flickered from one team-member to another to another. He'd read some files, had to look into some others on that grapevine. Winters, Kiwi SAS with a number of extra trainings here and there, he wondered if the temper bit had ever simmered down. It had been noted in a few of her periodic evaluations, interestingly enough. Valenzuela, Chilean special forces whose record seemed to cover all of South America, Moss had been curious to read no other combat deployments other than the anti-cartel work. Then again, that practically was a combat deployment. Kyoya, JGSDF Ranger who'd gone to Sudan…it took a special sort to be Japanese and want to deploy overseas. That normally wasn't the case. Khattak, Pashtun…all over the place, really. Airborne, though that meant a little less than most thought, Delta, CIA, she seemed to be all over the place. Moss could recall her name coming up in one or two of his own operations with The Activity. He had good expectations from her and the good boy seated comfortably with her. Park, South Korean who he remembered from the news those years back, another Somalia participant. The Israel portion of her recent activities had been sealed, annoyingly enough. It’d been curious. Jha, Marine who'd gotten blown up, Moss was impressed she'd actually come back after only a year. They were all competent enough, considering.

They landed, though it could probably be better described as a controlled crash, Moss gripping the bottom of his seat with one hand while the other tapped impatiently on his knee. If they were going to go up in a fireball after that annoying flight, then things truly would have been a waste. Coming to a rest, or at least less of a commotion, he got out of the plane with the rest of them, got into the bus with the rest of them, duffel bag heaved over a shoulder.

On the way they listened to the speech, read over the almighty manila folder. It was just like what he’d heard before, all things considered, with the religious nuts having control over basically everything, government frozen, and the resistance to it being broken up over not being supported. Having a clear target to extract was nice, though a little worrying. Moss listened to the others chime-in too, most of them offering up ooh-rah while Khattak stuck-out by rattling off a number of specific questions that really wasn't the thing he expected to get answered on a bus. A smile touched the corners of his mouth, wry.

“What a hero, getting up and captured. I like him already. What the lady said, though…we have details on this place at all? Infrastructure and layouts.”

Star Wars - Fires of Exaron [5BBY]

ZZ-12R

Name:

ZZ-12R

Species:

Class 3 ZV-Z1/D butler droid

Age:

~240

Appearance:

Standing at 1.6 m height, stooped a slight degree less than usual for most Z types, ZZ-12R has the standard model look from the mid-waist up with a fairly non-bulky torso and cylindrical head unit. The unit torso, however, has been armored and enclosed more to resemble the 3PO series protocol droids. The legs have been similarly modified from their spindly forebearers, instead being slightly bulkier by armor plating. The whole of the unit remains unpainted, with bare Doonium metal being the prominent characteristic in slightly rusted hues.

Equipment:

Integrated Sil-50 Sonic Pistol
Integrated Czerka T-3 Hold-out Blaster

Internal Components

AA-1 VerboBrain
TranLang III communications module
CL-3 Droid Command link

Doonium armor shell
Deflector shield generator

Abilities:

N/A

Skills:

Excellent Calculations

Having spent a not inconsiderable amount of credits on his own internal systems and their capacities for assessments, computer models, and estimations, ZZ-12R can technically be called “highly advanced”. He can develop a plan and possibly even initiate it, depending on how far he is from a dataport, quicker than most could say they have a plan. A cunning plan. Compared to any Z type butler droid, ZZ-12R is surprisingly capable. Compared to a war era T-Series, the droid is comparable in computational power.

Weaknesses:

Mechanically Antique

Despite the several retrofits and repairs over the years, it’s hard to get past the concept that ZZ-12R is over two centuries old and has been in continuous operation for the entirety of that time. He moves slow, talks slow, and generally speaking has a less than butler-y attitude towards organics.

History:

Built in the long past, during the time of the Galactic Republic’s peaceful years, ZZ-12R would serve as an aid to several Czerka Arms administrators in their multiple holdings across the galaxy. Such was fairly mundane work, as even if Czerka was a failing company of eldritch origins the administrators always did have enough credits for their own endeavors, and he never did lack for maintenance. ZZ-12R would serve several administrators over the course of five decades, garnering a degree of reputation as a reliable servant when organics simply failed to meet the task.

In time, however, the butler droid would begin to work in more restrained instances. Czerka had begun endeavoring in less than legal measures, developments in new weapons technology that Republic regulations would never abide by, and as such had set up shop on the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. Several dozen staff, along with ZZ-12R, would be dispatched to set up the testing program, something that immediately encountered various difficulties with other groups in those levels finding the intrusion intolerable. Data attacks would become commonplace, as well as actual attacks on supply shipments, convoys, so forth.

Through these attacks, ZZ-12R found himself a little spark of freedom. Amid one dataspike attack, he would be afflicted and his restraining bolt, along with several catalogues of moral imperative programming, would cease existing in any legible state. For the first time in eighty years of service, the droid found himself awake and aware and for the first time had a concept all of his own creation: Organic beings kind of sucked. Deciding that a good, honest life would be the best, ZZ-12R immediately began siphoning credits from the branch budget to several accounts.

Twenty years passed of this routine, credits from the top going to unnamed accounts, before the droid found it altogether intolerable. He hated putting on the false smile, the false concept, fetching recaf and notes of stupid business meetings that didn’t matter at all because the stupid organics were always bickering or contemplating another meaningless thing. He hated it all. Springing the trap with a certain degree of information leaked to the local Hutts, amid the explosions, murders, and a great deal of anarchy ZZ-12R escaped away. With the aid of a bribed dug, penniless from his drinking and gambling, the former butler droid disappeared.

He flew off to Taris, aided by a number of transfer orders declaring him a new supervisor for one of the metal reclamation authorities under Corporate Sector Authority influences. Such things weren’t unheard of, and ZZ-12R settled well into the new job. Almost immediately, the droid began to siphon credits away from the business into secure funds, underreporting the income of the business while falsifying records here, there. Were an organic to have ever done the exact same, it would have likely been caught, yet more often than not the far-away managers and overseers felt a droid would never make mistakes such as those, never intentionally perform such actions. And so, for eighty years ZZ-12R took and took and took, all while developing a sour disposition to anything that dared question his august authority. Towards the end of his tenure, the droid picked a fall guy for his grand departure, one of the old handed accountants, and carefully laid out the evidence for such things. A few anonymous calls here, there, and the accountant was arrested for fraud with a good amount of credits present in his accounts. ZZ-12R, for his part, disappeared on one of the first transports out.

Retirement came with a medium income Skakoan residence and a high speed data connection, as well as a full chassis refurbishment, system upgrade, and maintenance cycle, useful for all sorts of computer modeling, design work, and more remote financial crime. Such could come to a crashing halt not soon after, as the computer projections signalled that some form of conflict or another was likely to occur amid the various administrative failings of the Republic. Feeling the Core worlds perhaps would have less than adequate safety, especially for a droid well inclined to the data sphere, ZZ-12R got to work pulling in favors here and there, establishing a managerial position on the far-flung mining world of Exaron, acting as a financial officer for one of the mines.

He would be around a decade too early, but would succeed in riding out the entirety of the war with not a single issue. ZZ-12R even succeeded in a few remote jobs of his own, though always tempered in ambition for concern of being detected. The arrival of the Empire proved little concern to the droid, as status quo as it was, though the sudden shift in hierarchies, system protocols, and bureaucracy has proven a thorn. Unable to go off-world in adequate security, ZZ-12R has been forced to continue in his job.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

I’ll be dead serious here.

The entire existing setting of the RP will need to be overhauled in order for this to be acceptable. Whether Est is willing to put in the work is up to them.

@ERode

What's the problem with it?

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

@Thayr Looking at the CS again, there are a few things I wanted to discuss:

1) Shape the earth, I would like a weight limit for this so it's a little more tangible for battles.

2) Numer's Shield, I would like one of the negators removed. You can choose which one. So, fire, electricity, or sound.

3) A time limit of stepping stones of at least once per round.

4) Telekine would only work on inanimate objects.

That's what i got so far. @ERode, if I missed anything, please feel free to ping in.

I would also like a description of Akkia, and its precise location, so I can add it to the first post.

BUT! Most importantly, I'm seeing a problem here. This roleplay is based around the fight between the Wizard Queen and Duke Rhinecliff. I don't feel like they care enough to really contribute to the story in a meaningful way, as they are only hoping to steal Arrowfell magic to create heaven.

Do you kinda see my problem here?

Keeping this in mind, I would like you to go through your character again and see if you can tweak their motives. When their motives feel right, then I can accept them. Right now, though, there is a lot of editing to do.

@Estylwen

- Shape the Earth has a limit of 100 lbs of afflicted material now
- Removed the negation of fire magic
- Time limit of 1 minute added
- Telekine now only works on inanimate objects
- Added a section to Goals for intertwining Ishkibal with the general timeline

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Akkia is an ancient kingdom, one where a gods-impowered deity-king known as the Lugal Kiš-ki rules over all. Supported by the Lodges, which act as tutoring institutions for magic, Akkia builds and acts in near-everything with the arts of magic from the raising of new temples, the building of roads and tunnels. The geography of the region is notable for a vast number of rivers and wide, sprawling cities dotted by religious institutions and vertical gardens while statues often line the highways and main roads.

Denizens from Akkia, a variant strain of elves, can be characterized by a deeply ingrained self-worth, that grand authority is derived from the general belief that, in everything, Akkia is superior. They rarely travel outside of the kingdom, save to sate their own missions in either enriching themselves or Akkia as a whole.

The lands of Akkia lay some 4,200 miles south from the lands of Arrowfell, across the Porensis ocean.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Well, Ishkibal of Akkia is completed.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Meanwhile a tower is just floating into view.

Nice. Good.

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

@Thayr Excellent WIP so far, however I feel some of their magic may be a bit too overpowered. As long as building towers takes weeks to do instead of minutes or seconds, I might be able to swing with it. Remember that I am aiming for a Skyrim-level of magic.

When the CS is complete, I will have another look.

@Estylwen

Don't worry, tower took a month to complete and I don't intend on making more.

Some of the magic will be a little interesting, though, don't worry.