Eh, if it's cool with the GM and it doesn't become too disruptive to the RP (i.e. too game-breaking, too many other people trying to sign up as dual types), I suppose I don't have any complaints. I'm planning on doing something a little unconventional myself >:D
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Hmmmm... aren't dual-type ghouls like Ishin supposed to be ultra-rare? Also, ERMAHGERD IT'S JONAH! :D :D :D :D
EDIT: Art of Fun, mind if I work on a Shinohara-esque partner/parental figure for Hisoka?
Might be interested, willing to play a dove or a ghoul as needed.
>Deadman Wonderland RP
I want this. I want this so bad. I want this so bad I will literally stab a bitch to make it happen.
DOUBLE POST
"Now now, Rikuto-kun, Homura-chan. No need to be so harsh on the No-Star. I think she's learned her lesson."
Nonchalantly strolling over to the pinned No-Star, Mizushima pulled a wad of money out of her cleavage, more Money than the No-Star's family would likely see in a year. Then, whether it be out of the confusing goodness of her heart or just to mock Rikuto, she gave every last bill to the No-Star.
"It's a little sweaty, but it should cover the stand and a few months rent. You've learned your lesson, right? If you have, don't ever interrupt another one of my naps again, got it?" She backed off. "Or do, whichever. I doubt I'd have a very good fight against a No-Star unless I stripped buck-naked, but who knows, I've been surprised before. Now scram!"
Freeing the No-Star and giving her a friendly (or not-so-friendly) slap on the tuckus, Mizushima sent her on her way. Turning to face Rikuto and Homura, she said "See? Problem solved."
Nonchalantly strolling over to the pinned No-Star, Mizushima pulled a wad of money out of her cleavage, more Money than the No-Star's family would likely see in a year. Then, whether it be out of the confusing goodness of her heart or just to mock Rikuto, she gave every last bill to the No-Star.
"It's a little sweaty, but it should cover the stand and a few months rent. You've learned your lesson, right? If you have, don't ever interrupt another one of my naps again, got it?" She backed off. "Or do, whichever. I doubt I'd have a very good fight against a No-Star unless I stripped buck-naked, but who knows, I've been surprised before. Now scram!"
Freeing the No-Star and giving her a friendly (or not-so-friendly) slap on the tuckus, Mizushima sent her on her way. Turning to face Rikuto and Homura, she said "See? Problem solved."
"Oiiiiii! Would you pleeeeeease shut the fuck uuuuup?~"
The stand was obliterated by a flying cloud of dust, cut into pieces by an invisible hand and then smashed into splinters and fragments. There were lines dug into the ground where the attack had struck the stand, like giant fingernails had raked the earth. An air pressure attack. The calling card of master martial artists.
As the dust cleared, the student responsible made themselves known. Silver hair. Tarnished stockings. An ankle-length dress with a slit running down the side. They carried a katana disguised as a bokken, and wore a Two-Star uniform. There was no mistaking it. This was the student known the entire school over as Silver Devil, the Shark of Hokkaido.
FIGHT CLUB PRESIDENT
MIZUSHIMA SHUN
"Oiiiii, No-Star. The hell do you think this is? I was trying to take a nap." Mizushima yawned. "More power to ya if you think you should fight the system and all that, but if you're gonna do your dinky little protest around here, at least do it somewhere we won't hear it, yeahhhhhhh?~ Your racket's really pissing me off."
The stand was obliterated by a flying cloud of dust, cut into pieces by an invisible hand and then smashed into splinters and fragments. There were lines dug into the ground where the attack had struck the stand, like giant fingernails had raked the earth. An air pressure attack. The calling card of master martial artists.
As the dust cleared, the student responsible made themselves known. Silver hair. Tarnished stockings. An ankle-length dress with a slit running down the side. They carried a katana disguised as a bokken, and wore a Two-Star uniform. There was no mistaking it. This was the student known the entire school over as Silver Devil, the Shark of Hokkaido.
"Oiiiii, No-Star. The hell do you think this is? I was trying to take a nap." Mizushima yawned. "More power to ya if you think you should fight the system and all that, but if you're gonna do your dinky little protest around here, at least do it somewhere we won't hear it, yeahhhhhhh?~ Your racket's really pissing me off."
Name: Mizushima Shun
Gender: Female
Rank: Two-Star
Age: 18
Appearance: "Hiyaaa~"
Personality: In a word, a delinquent. In many words, Mizushima is a slacker, a troublemaker, and a fight fanatic whose impulsive, unpredictable behavior and devil-may-care "do what I will" attitude naturally puts her at odds with members of the Disciplinary Committee. She considers herself to be somewhat of a hedonist and will do whatever she wants on the grounds that it seems fun, and despite her outwardly macho sukeban appearance, she's actually a closet gamer who learned how to fight by playing fighting games like Street Fighter and Guilty Gear and then actually learning martial arts just so she could imitate her favorite characters in the game. She's rough around the edges but kind and considerate even to her opponents, and doesn't approve of foul play or dishonorable tactics. In general, her fighting philosophy is "don't be a douche". That being said, her definitions of honor and foul play tend to change every day, so it's hard to keep track of what might set her off.
Bio: Originally her club was to be the "Slack Off All Day And Play Videogames In The Abandoned Gymnasium" Club, but when members of the Disciplinary Committee continued to come after her to try and rope her into attending class, she ended up fighting them all off one by one. Eventually, she had the idea of just abandoning the mock "club" she'd started and officially petitioned for a fight club. While the idea was immediately shot down by the Disciplinary Committee and the Student Council, Mizushima continued her antagonistic activities, and eventually forced the staff into a position where they either could continue to send the Disciplinary Committee after her and keep giving her what she wanted, or ignore her and thus validate her behavior and her club. Unwilling to do either of these things, Fight Club was officially added to the academy registry in exchange for Mizushima's explicit agreement to attend class and handle all club paperwork as its president. In exchange, she would have free reign to get into or pick a fight with almost anyone on campus and get away with it. While this arrangement extends to her and her alone, she has, over time, amassed a small following of unofficial "club members" (whose activities she neither endorses nor denies) who try to imitate her by getting into fights and purposefully pissing off the DC. In a way, you could say that even Honnouji Academy itself was incapable of beating down Mizushima in the end.
Uniform Info
Appearance: Much like the living uniform which would become infamous in another world, Mizushima's Fight Club Spec uniform is based off old pre-millennial sukeban uniforms, consisting of a white, blue, and red sailor fuku paired with a long, almost ankle-length dark blue skirt (sorta like this).
Spec: Fight Club Spec
Abilities: It could be said that, barring the Elite Four and the Student Council President, Mizushima's uniform is the most well-suited for combat in the entire school and possesses the most raw power. There's a slit on the left side running down her leg which serves not only to show some skin but also to serve as access to a metaphorical Victoria's Secret Compartment where she can hide a seemingly infinite number of weapons suitable for all kinds of fighting styles, including baseball bats, swords, nunchuks, bike chains, bombs, guns, rocket launchers, battle axes, bludgeons, and even missiles. Do not ask questions about where exactly in the forbidden realm inside her skirt the weapons are stored, for only pain awaits those who ask that question.
Gender: Female
Rank: Two-Star
Age: 18
Appearance: "Hiyaaa~"
Personality: In a word, a delinquent. In many words, Mizushima is a slacker, a troublemaker, and a fight fanatic whose impulsive, unpredictable behavior and devil-may-care "do what I will" attitude naturally puts her at odds with members of the Disciplinary Committee. She considers herself to be somewhat of a hedonist and will do whatever she wants on the grounds that it seems fun, and despite her outwardly macho sukeban appearance, she's actually a closet gamer who learned how to fight by playing fighting games like Street Fighter and Guilty Gear and then actually learning martial arts just so she could imitate her favorite characters in the game. She's rough around the edges but kind and considerate even to her opponents, and doesn't approve of foul play or dishonorable tactics. In general, her fighting philosophy is "don't be a douche". That being said, her definitions of honor and foul play tend to change every day, so it's hard to keep track of what might set her off.
Bio: Originally her club was to be the "Slack Off All Day And Play Videogames In The Abandoned Gymnasium" Club, but when members of the Disciplinary Committee continued to come after her to try and rope her into attending class, she ended up fighting them all off one by one. Eventually, she had the idea of just abandoning the mock "club" she'd started and officially petitioned for a fight club. While the idea was immediately shot down by the Disciplinary Committee and the Student Council, Mizushima continued her antagonistic activities, and eventually forced the staff into a position where they either could continue to send the Disciplinary Committee after her and keep giving her what she wanted, or ignore her and thus validate her behavior and her club. Unwilling to do either of these things, Fight Club was officially added to the academy registry in exchange for Mizushima's explicit agreement to attend class and handle all club paperwork as its president. In exchange, she would have free reign to get into or pick a fight with almost anyone on campus and get away with it. While this arrangement extends to her and her alone, she has, over time, amassed a small following of unofficial "club members" (whose activities she neither endorses nor denies) who try to imitate her by getting into fights and purposefully pissing off the DC. In a way, you could say that even Honnouji Academy itself was incapable of beating down Mizushima in the end.
Appearance: Much like the living uniform which would become infamous in another world, Mizushima's Fight Club Spec uniform is based off old pre-millennial sukeban uniforms, consisting of a white, blue, and red sailor fuku paired with a long, almost ankle-length dark blue skirt (sorta like this).
Spec: Fight Club Spec
Abilities: It could be said that, barring the Elite Four and the Student Council President, Mizushima's uniform is the most well-suited for combat in the entire school and possesses the most raw power. There's a slit on the left side running down her leg which serves not only to show some skin but also to serve as access to a metaphorical Victoria's Secret Compartment where she can hide a seemingly infinite number of weapons suitable for all kinds of fighting styles, including baseball bats, swords, nunchuks, bike chains, bombs, guns, rocket launchers, battle axes, bludgeons, and even missiles. Do not ask questions about where exactly in the forbidden realm inside her skirt the weapons are stored, for only pain awaits those who ask that question.
This RP needs more locks to fit all the keys, if you know what I'm saying. You know what I'm saying, right?
... I'm talking about pOnOs and vagOOO, people. Goddamn :P
... I'm talking about pOnOs and vagOOO, people. Goddamn :P
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