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The Duelists

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Name: Gem

Title: The Duelists

Age: 290 days

Personality:
'Fair fights are for losers'. Gem is a pair of entities sharing a single consciousness. Her goal in everythig is to win as efficiently as possible, showing off and meaningless banter is seen as a irredeemable sin. Outside of a fight Gemeni is actually friendly and polite. Because of her policy to win fights no matter what, she avoids doing anything that may make an enemy of an ally and creating a situation that would put her ideology at risk.

Origin Myth: Gem was born the only daughters of a clan chief, a grave blow to a man with no sons to carry on his name. Growing up, she hid her abnormal nature with some difficulty. As her father grew older he resolved to marry them both to rival clans, joining them both to his in an effort to avoid a conflict after his death and to unify them under one banner.

On the eve of the wedding, Gem killed both sons of the rival clans, kickstarting a war that lasted for years and that left the clans weaker for decades to come. Gem was imprisoned for her part in the bloodshed and given a choice, exile from her homeland of face death in the form of a dragon. She fought the dragon, killed it and took the twin swords it had guarded. Following this, she left the island, crossed the sea, and became a hero out of legend.

Powers/Skills/Abilities:

• Unity - Both entities occupy the same space, striking with increased strength and speed. Her durability is also increased, attacks dealing only half of the damage that they ordinarily would.


• Asynchrony - Both halves operate independantly in an unlimited range. Each is a fully fledged champion in its own right and should not be taken lightly


• Leap - Either half instantly teleports to the other, activating Unity.

War Cry - Area of effect debuff and dispel. Also applies an effect that delays the application of incoming damage until the end of the effect

Equipment:
Castor & Pollux - Twin longswords that, while being visually identical, are functionally opposites. Seperate, they are incomplete but together they show their full potential. Alone each blade is light enough to be swung with a single hand but are usually weidled in two regardless.

• Castor - Weilded by the right hand, Castor is the cleaver, rending anything considered armour or weapons with little effort but leaving flesh intact.


• Pollux - Weilded in the left hand, Pollux is the wounder, slicing through flesh and creating wounds that are slow to heal but having no effect against anything considered armour.

Theme Song:

Ace Combat: The Global War

"You'll be fine Scott."

Kate held a position near the corsair, matching his speed despite the looming threat of a nuclear attack. She knew that on afterburner it was likely that she'd be able to outrun the blast wave but she couldn't stomach the thought of an ally having to eject alone. A downed pilot would be low on the priorities with an entire city destroyed. She did some quick math in her head.

"That things a bomber, we'll be long gone by the time the nuke can fall from that high."

She thought more on that topic. It was strange to use a lone bomber to attack a city, even under fighter cover. The Bear and Backfire bombers could both carry cruise missiles. The amount that approached the city could have thrown enough firepower at it to ensure success.

Wingless: From the Cracked-Open Sky (Flying Whales and Magical Mecha Kiddies)

ERode said
Mind giving me an idea of the gender, age, and experience of your planned characters? Just to note, but the Fae will generally be 'new' to the job.

The idea for me was 27 year old male Coordinator.

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Anderiel said
Patch Notes Plz.

Nerfed everything

Wingless: From the Cracked-Open Sky (Flying Whales and Magical Mecha Kiddies)

I'd say any lack of bodily harm should be considered polite enough.

(Not volunteering to be demonstrated on)

Ace Combat: The Global War

Wish i could have made a longer post but work is kicking my ass.

here's some music:

Ace Combat: The Global War

She barely acknowledged that she had scored a kill beyond the reassurance that there was on less enemy to worry about. She fired another missile at a Flanker before breaking off as the bombers were called out by AWACS. Leaving the faster TU-22Ms to the fighters that could match the speed, she fired her last pair of long range missiles at a TU-95, not sure how tough it was and wanting to ensure a kill.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw the Corsair take hits. Not watching to see if her own missiles landed, she headed in his direction, hoping that her ECM pods would prevent the radar controlled guns on the TU-95 from engaging.

War of Magics

Kyla sighed loudly and stood up. "Fine then, though I doubt eating a few hours late would have done anything."

War of Magics

She turned around in the chair.

"I know that we have the potential to be something great, none of us would be here if we weren't but we sure as hell aren't ready yet. We'll get there, but I don't want it to be too late."

War of Magics

"What if I'm not good enough anyway? What if something like this happens again and none of us are good enough? Even some of the Elements were injured this time. They're going too easy on us and i think we just got lucky this time."