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Cross Gear

Reina

Appearance

✣ Name: Reina Kurowai
✣ Age: 26
✣ Type: Reina's AEGIS specializes itself in vitality.

✣ Personality: Devil may care is the image Reina likes to paint herself as. Manic, brash, and cracking inappropriate jokes, Reina’s demeanor is akin to a walking time bomb on the battlefield and in the heat of missions. She’s a natural Diver, plain and simple; greedy and selfish in desires. Thankfully for her sake, and for the sake of other Divers, her craving for adrenaline and battle are usually sated and expressed through the killing of Outsiders. Were it not so, she’d no doubt have been kicked out of any Diver Services for her reckless behavior. By means of honor or survival, Reina has enough sense to follow the Diver’s code.

That said, she still enjoys freaking out whoever is unlucky enough to get paired with her as a Diver. While Reina’s dark humor can be chalked up to only that, practical joking, her insistent bloodlust when her hands hold a gun no doubt make others around her wonder whether she’s serious or messing around. Again. And that’s just the way Reina likes it. To her, it’s better for everyone to keep their guards up at any time, preparing for the unexpected or the inevitable.

Towards her fellow Divers, at least outside of missions, she’s relaxed and carefree, bordering on the line of complete laziness. Indeed, it seems the only thing in this world or the next that truly motivates and excites Reina is the promise of violence, whoever it may fall upon. Some say she does fancy an interest here and there when it comes to certain people but most of the time, all the time, if it doesn’t involve shooting something, it earns half her interest. Maybe less.

✣ Background: Truthfully, Reina doesn’t care much about her background. Nobody cares and nobody cares to care, least of all Reina herself. To those few brave enough to poke around and inquire, she’ll only give them a big grin then spin some wives’ tail of how her life came to be. One day she’s the sole survivor of a mob hit, seeking refuge in the life of a Diver. Another day she’ll be an ex-child soldier who never shook off her taste for battle with no tolerance for normal society. The range of absurdity to her stories always escalate and she’ll only ever stop when the other party has enough of her bloated words.

Indeed, Reina couldn’t much care about her life before becoming a Diver because nobody else does. All that can be said objectively is that she was “cast aside” and “abandoned” to a life of bloodshed; her exact words. At some point in her early life, Reina was perhaps truly ostracized by family be it by morals, a falling out, or a commentary on Reina’s own unhinged attitude towards life. Regardless of the reason, the life of a Diver appealed to her more than anything else and soon it wasn’t long before she was given her AEGIS.

As one of the few Divers who sought employment and enjoyment in the lifestyle, Reina never shied away from a job. Each operation was a source of income and a reason for living. Each battle was just another experience to write off as her personal brand of fun. Regardless of what her true origins are and what story is fact, and which is fiction, it’s become obvious to her fellow Divers that Reina Kurowai is very devoted to her work. So long as she has fun.

✣ Cross Gear: Reina’s Cross Gear is crude and simple. From an outward appearance, it looks like a standard military assault rifle, easy enough to customize and upgrade. In her line of business and experience, her Cross Gear has evolved and modified to the point of having a special ability as well. When needed, Reina’s bullets can be imbued with a paralysis effect, stopping the motion of whoever they hit for a short amount of time; the longest recorded was five minutes. So potent is the paralysis that it can freeze most large Outsiders depending on the type. However, the bigger the target is, the harder it becomes to paralyze them. Likewise, this marks these stubborn types as worthy prey in Reina’s eyes.

✣ Equipment: Aside from her Cross Gear and EC-K, Reina also possesses the usual Diver UNIT. Over time she’s spent the payload needed to customize her model. In some sense of depraved hilarity, she’s since fashioned her UNIT in the shape of a small cat, one that acts out all the functions of a UNIT. In such a form, it serves well in disguising itself from unwanted attention as well as providing an extra degree of mobility and speed in traversing alongside its Diver.

In addition to this, Reina often carries around a spare handgun, a few grenades, lots of ammo, and of course her signature arm augmentation. Acting as an extra hand in combat both for her Cross Gear and other needs, Reina conceals her third robotic arm folded behind her back. Keeping maintenance of it has occasionally taken a toll on her budget and paycheck, but with her insistence of dangerous missions as well as her enjoyment of being a Diver, there’s no shortage of possible income.

Finally, the AEGIS inside her specializes in vitality. Overtime, it’s developed to provide stimulation, adrenaline, and other such healthy serums directly into Reina’s bloodstream. These have the varying effects of keeping her stamina from dipping, painkillers, adrenaline spikes, and even briefly healing her wounds, albeit usually internally not externally. If nothing else, it can be described as stem pack inside her body. The intent is clear; her AEGIS reflects her desire for blood, eager to make its user hunt and feast until her body deems she longer can.

✣ Skills: Perhaps to no one’s surprise, Reina is rather fond-and quite good at it too-of knife tricks and other knife play. Some say that, in her most private moments, she can be found practicing knife balancing on her fingertips with her EC-K. From cutting food in slim pieces, to hitting objects from across the room, it seems there’s really nothing that’s considered “fancy” Reina can’t do with a knife. She’s also quite the expert on “stabberscotch”.

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Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

“A mindless mutt still knows when to follow orders. If there’s been information passed to his head, he would know it,” said the skull-faced being. Much like before, his voice held no rise in emotion or dip in range. Every syllable to pass through his lack of lips were objective, as hollow and yet as sunken as his face. “Even if it means splitting that head into pieces. Knowledge is knowledge after all.” He referred to nothing more than the great hammer held in Raula’s hand, a weapon that inspired fear into the werewolf despite his bravado; of this, the skull-faced being could see in his animalistic eyes.

“Oh, I wouldn’t think you have nothing to offer me vampire. An eye for an eye, is how they say both above and below. The shadows in the walls tell me your trust is hard-earned, but well worth the efforts,” he said. Before he could say more, the two of them were joined by two others in short. His grip on his staff didn’t lessen or rise even as Pandora huddled close to the wolf and pet it with….compassion? Kindness? Who knew from the silent girl who seemed to react based off emotions instead of her lips. The second add-on was a drow, one who was much more expressive.

As Willowa held her attention to the chain-rattling girl, the skull-faced being turned his sights on her now. “Drow…no, Willowa. Are there any surviving werewolves in the Lagoon?” Indeed, the wet caverns were wetter still by the spray of red left over from the skirmish. Where rock once dominated the landscape, now the departed corpses of lupine kind dotted each crevice. The werewolf beneath the staff, still pinned down and now glaring at everyone who joined, howled in his grief from the passing of his brothers. The skull-faced being ignored his yips.

“You will offer me your services vampire, just as I have given mine. Survival is better in numbers. Do you have any hypnotic methods to extract information?” He turned once more to Willowa now. “If there are any survivors, round them up. I would like to consider the possibility of swaying them to our side. They’d be a great boon in our escape from this place.” There was little, if any, hesitation in his words and his tone was almost communal. He even lifted his staff away, fully expecting the three girls present to keep the wolf from attacking or escaping.

The sound of his staff meeting with the floor was no doubt a sound to consider, one that echoed as he descended further and back into the main section of the Lagoon. It didn’t take very long, no time at all, noting a second trio of Abyss dwellers. “Does that offer extend to more than one person?” he asked Azrael, catching the last ends of his conversation with the Emperor. His skull moved in a nod of acknowledgement both to him and Chryseis. “The Abyss holds many who would betray one another, be it by greed or personal gain. Never do they consider the strength that can be held in numbers. A simple, almost too simple, concept invented by humans.”

His expression didn’t change for obvious reasons, but he finally budged slightly when a loud splash reverberated around the cavern walls. It came from an ogre and a rather large one at that. “Steady, friend. There is nothing there for you to smash,” said the skull-faced being. Indeed, he was right, for Pandora was long since gone and away from the Lagoon’s waters. Whatever Slarg had seen was perhaps only a trick of the mind provided by the Abyss’ strange ways.

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

@Heyitsjiwon

Alright then, thanks for letting us know.

Cross Gear

Reina

Appearance

✣ Name: Reina Kurowai
✣ Age: 26
✣ Type: Reina's AEGIS specializes itself in vitality.

✣ Personality: Devil may care is the image Reina likes to paint herself as. Manic, brash, and cracking inappropriate jokes, Reina’s demeanor is akin to a walking time bomb on the battlefield and in the heat of missions. She’s a natural Diver, plain and simple; greedy and selfish in desires. Thankfully for her sake, and for the sake of other Divers, her craving for adrenaline and battle are usually sated and expressed through the killing of Outsiders. Were it not so, she’d no doubt have been kicked out of any Diver Services for her reckless behavior. By means of honor or survival, Reina has enough sense to follow the Diver’s code.

That said, she still enjoys freaking out whoever is unlucky enough to get paired with her as a Diver. While Reina’s dark humor can be chalked up to only that, practical joking, her insistent bloodlust when her hands hold a gun no doubt make others around her wonder whether she’s serious or messing around. Again. And that’s just the way Reina likes it. To her, it’s better for everyone to keep their guards up at any time, preparing for the unexpected or the inevitable.

Towards her fellow Divers, at least outside of missions, she’s relaxed and carefree, bordering on the line of complete laziness. Indeed, it seems the only thing in this world or the next that truly motivates and excites Reina is the promise of violence, whoever it may fall upon. Some say she does fancy an interest here and there when it comes to certain people but most of the time, all the time, if it doesn’t involve shooting something, it earns half her interest. Maybe less.

✣ Background: Truthfully, Reina doesn’t care much about her background. Nobody cares and nobody cares to care, least of all Reina herself. To those few brave enough to poke around and inquire, she’ll only give them a big grin then spin some wives’ tail of how her life came to be. One day she’s the sole survivor of a mob hit, seeking refuge in the life of a Diver. Another day she’ll be an ex-child soldier who never shook off her taste for battle with no tolerance for normal society. The range of absurdity to her stories always escalate and she’ll only ever stop when the other party has enough of her bloated words.

Indeed, Reina couldn’t much care about her life before becoming a Diver because nobody else does. All that can be said objectively is that she was “cast aside” and “abandoned” to a life of bloodshed; her exact words. At some point in her early life, Reina was perhaps truly ostracized by family be it by morals, a falling out, or a commentary on Reina’s own unhinged attitude towards life. Regardless of the reason, the life of a Diver appealed to her more than anything else and soon it wasn’t long before she was given her AEGIS.

As one of the few Divers who sought employment and enjoyment in the lifestyle, Reina never shied away from a job. Each operation was a source of income and a reason for living. Each battle was just another experience to write off as her personal brand of fun. Regardless of what her true origins are and what story is fact, and which is fiction, it’s become obvious to her fellow Divers that Reina Kurowai is very devoted to her work. So long as she has fun.

✣ Cross Gear: Reina’s Cross Gear is crude and simple. From an outward appearance, it looks like a standard military assault rifle, easy enough to customize and upgrade. In her line of business and experience, her Cross Gear has evolved and modified to the point of having a special ability as well. When needed, Reina’s bullets can be imbued with a paralysis effect, stopping the motion of whoever they hit for a short amount of time; the longest recorded was five minutes. So potent is the paralysis that it can freeze most large Outsiders depending on the type. However, the bigger the target is, the harder it becomes to paralyze them. Likewise, this marks these stubborn types as worthy prey in Reina’s eyes.

✣ Equipment: Aside from her Cross Gear and EC-K, Reina also possesses the usual Diver UNIT. Over time she’s spent the payload needed to customize her model. In some sense of depraved hilarity, she’s since fashioned her UNIT in the shape of a small cat, one that acts out all the functions of a UNIT. In such a form, it serves well in disguising itself from unwanted attention as well as providing an extra degree of mobility and speed in traversing alongside its Diver.

In addition to this, Reina often carries around a spare handgun, a few grenades, lots of ammo, and of course her signature arm augmentation. Acting as an extra hand in combat both for her Cross Gear and other needs, Reina conceals her third robotic arm folded behind her back. Keeping maintenance of it has occasionally taken a toll on her budget and paycheck, but with her insistence of dangerous missions as well as her enjoyment of being a Diver, there’s no shortage of possible income.

Finally, the AEGIS inside her specializes in vitality. Overtime, it’s developed to provide stimulation, adrenaline, and other such healthy serums directly into Reina’s bloodstream. These have the varying effects of keeping her stamina from dipping, painkillers, adrenaline spikes, and even briefly healing her wounds, albeit usually internally not externally. If nothing else, it can be described as stem pack inside her body. The intent is clear; her AEGIS reflects her desire for blood, eager to make its user hunt and feast until her body deems she longer can.

✣ Skills: Perhaps to no one’s surprise, Reina is rather fond-and quite good at it too-of knife tricks and other knife play. Some say that, in her most private moments, she can be found practicing knife balancing on her fingertips with her EC-K. From cutting food in slim pieces, to hitting objects from across the room, it seems there’s really nothing that’s considered “fancy” Reina can’t do with a knife. She’s also quite the expert on “stabberscotch”.

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Cross Gear

I see, so I see. I'll keep this in mind.

Cross Gear

@OwO

Are UNITs customizable or do they always have to be palm boxes.

Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

Likewise, are you still here, @Sailorsadie.

Cross Gear [Futuristic Anime Dungeon Crawler]

Sure. Why not.

Tower of Fable

“E-Eh, huh?” Itsuko was caught off guard less by the sudden change in backdrop and more so by the little fairy whispering things in her ear. She stared wide-eyed and maybe with an even flush to her face too, unsure what she should say regarding the provocative words. Thankfully, the attention was shifted from her to the Student President and she sighed in relief to find no bugs blowing air in her ears… Looking at Clair now, she shrugged. “Well, I dunno about floors and all that, but I’m a bit of a traveler myself if that’s what you mean. And the only “Kitty Kat” around is me, the proud tiger who stalks wherever she wants!” she answered with a fist to her chest.

At the other side of the room, the Student President watched with his trademark smile as one and then two girls saddled up to give him their winning charms. It seemed to be working because he raised an eye, discussion of these Umbral Games put aside as he crossed his hands and rested his chin atop them. A few beats passed before he laughed heartily. “Marvelous, simply marvelous! I see now; if you wanted to join my school so badly, you could have just asked ladies!”

“Oh no, did I fall into a crowd of prostitutes? Mom’s gonna be pissed,” came Itsuko’s exaggerated words, glancing now at Caprice, Akiko, and Takara suspiciously. So they were hoarding a kid! Still, there was hardly concern in her voice, as if she didn’t fear being expelled; though that assumed she even went to this school in the first place. No, what she dreaded was the keen gleam in the Student President’s gaze as he nodded along to Kanbaru and Rose’s almost seductive advances.

“It brings me great joy to have such fine ladies interested in joining Umbra Academy, my school for debauchery and villains. Let’s get your registration forms started.” With a flick of his hand, a stack of paperwork for each girl slammed into the table with a rattling weight, a few pens following shortly like rain. “With your technique, I recommend you take the various Succubus courses we offer here, Incubus too if you’re keen on the finer arts of the body. There’s always room for improvement in my school,” the Student President said, already thrusting a pen in each girl’s hands and scooting them closer to the paperwork.

“Ah, don’t think I forgot about you girls either,” he said towards Caprice and Akiko. “Now truthfully, I’d have intent to put you both in hostile detention, especially for interacting with a delinquent like Itsuko here.” Once again, he ignored the indignation that instantly came off the blonde. “However, I have an open mind and would like to assume you weren’t previously associated with her bad record. My hand of invitation extends towards you as well-qh, and here’s the tea!”

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Deepest Abyss (Conquer the World)

Empty. That’s what it felt in the Abyss. Those who traveled long and far enough would have found the same creeping sensation settling in their bones, smoothing over their skin until all they could feel was the. Cold. That’s what it felt right now. Strangers with strange voices doing strange things disturbed the serenity of the Abyss until it was no longer. Still. Stillness was broken, replaced by noise, noise, noise. The Lagoon was disrupted, a place of gathering where the Abyss could watch from its children, now shook with the violence that took it for a day.

By now the Lagoon was in more than just chaos. There were five groups of guardian wolves, and two groups of prisoners who deserved to be sent back to their cells and rot; give or take a straggler or two. Spread out as they were, the air was charged with the energy of carnage and became humid and hot with it. It was the opposite of the glassy Lagoon, whose waves were unmarred until now. Blood was spilled. That much was easy to ascertain, red flying.

Corpses fell with it, some of their essence flicked into the pools of the Lagoon just out of position. More than enough blood stained the cavern walls, red running freshly off their craggily surfaces into some form of cave art. But what mattered was the blood in the water. Strands of deep red from the spilled drops separated as all did beneath the waves. Compared to the darkness of the Lagoon’s waters, the red wisps were a source of light, a beacon.

Two eyes as deep as night opened somewhere from the depths of the Lagoon. Unfocused as they were, they wearily locked sight with the trickles of blood. An invisible force pushed them upwards, rising out of the deep, until a body broke the surface. Immediately, the tranquility beneath the Lagoon was switched for harsh noises of battle that hurt the girl’s ears. She might have chosen to cover them but instead stared at the Lagoon’s ceiling.

She made no move to intervene or participate in the battle. Some of the wolves who took notice of her didn’t raise their weapons to capture or kill. If anything, they ignored the new girl idly floating upon the water’s surface. She would remain there until approached but she prayed it wouldn’t happen too soon. Nothing would be better than to sink back into the depths where it was empty, cold, and still, where the Abyss was at its purest. But no, the noise kept coming.