[CHAR] Wareware wa tada betsu no sekai ni tsurete ika reta!

Alaela of the Howling Winds

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"Though I may be a goddess, I am at the lowest rank. My peers look at me with a sneer, as if I'm a servant.

[Duthguy]

Name : Silvaka (On Earth he was known as Takeshi Gima)
Appearance :

On Earth

In the other world

Race: Human
Age: 16
Personality: While fully willing to help others out Silvaka doesn't like the idea of being on the frontline when it comes to combat so the gunslinger class is perfect for him, especially since it seemed to be easier then becoming a magician. He prefers to handle things with the least amount of effort necessary, or at least the simplest way he can think of. He is not lazy per se but believes that you never know when you need to use that bit of saved energy/resources and as such it's better to save it, on the other hand he also accepts that sometimes you have to "waste" something rather than wait for the perfect time to use it.

Background: On earth Takeshi's life was rather average, his family was neither poor nor rich and while his parents did want him to do well academically they also didn't pressure him. That said he did have one unusual hobby, every once in a while he would either play paintball or lasertag, he never really saw much of a distinction between the two and considered them basically the same game with slightly different rules. He never was good enough to win tournaments of any kind but he didn't care he simply played for fun. In fact it was right after one of those games that he died, not that he remembers what happened.
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Class : Gunslinger
Skills :

• Double Tap: Allows the user to quickly hit a target in the exact same place twice, though each hit only deals 60% damage.
• Instantaneous Reload: This allows the user to reload their gun in less than a second.
• Snapshot: A single fast and accurate shot.
• From the hip: This can only be used when drawing your gun from it's holster, but it's even faster than Snapshot at the cost of a lot of accuracy.
• Pistol whip: A powerful melee strike using his currently held firearm as a bludgeon

[ SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM: [ SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM

Polaris lance

:It has a total of 10 shots before having to cool-down and after ever 5 shots, the fifth or tenth bullet will have increased damage. And after you use up all ten bullets your character would have to wait 20 seconds to recharge. But if you're like any person with a cooldown based weapon you'll want to space out your shoots so basically, after every shot you'd have to wait specifically 2 seconds each shot not to overheat the gun. Also the 5th and 10th shots would use up mana.

Secret Password : cutie

[Phantomlink959]

Name : William "Big Bill" Jones
Appearance : Bill is a well built man; 6'2" with muscle to spare. He has kind bright blue eyes; salt and pepper hair kept short and combed; and a scruffy handlebar mustache. Carries a strong jawline lined with stubble and a short, broad nose. Has a slight tan, sun-burned neck, and weathered skin.

Bill's current attire consists of a red-and-black plaid shirt, blue denim coveralls, a dirt stained white cowboy hat, and well-worn pair of work boots.
Race: Human
Personality:
William -Bill to his friends and friendly strangers- is your prototypical country boy. Hard working, god-fearing, family oriented, and tough as nails. He has a fierce loyalty to those he calls friends, and has a history of poor judgement on whether it is better to help them pick a fight or intervene to calm things down.

Having raised three children, he has a strong paternal instinct; as well as a well developed sense of right and wrong, not relying on cynicism or naive ideals to make difficult choices. Though he lacks an understanding of the world he is being thrown into, he is generally dependable and has a good head on his shoulders; though he is a bit too hasty to pick a fight.

Background: Bill Jones has always been a simple man; a farmer and cowboy at heart. He grew up working on his family’s cattle ranch in Texas; never taking much interest in things beyond the realm of reality. He never truly left home, instead remaining on the ranch and eventually raising a family of his own; a wife, two sons and a daughter.
Age: 40
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Class : Gunner
Skills :
Snapshot: A single fast and accurate shot
Fan fire: Fires several shots at a single target at the cost of accuracy
Deadeye: Fires three shots in quick succession at separate targets, deals reduced damage
Pistol whip: A powerful melee strike using his currently held firearm as a bludgeon
Quick Draw: equip and store weapons near-instantly
[ SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM (Keep this blank as you will choose your special ability during roleplay. ) ]
Secret Password : cutie

[ERode]

Rihi Springleaf

_{Dwarf | 15 y/o | 4'9}

Personality

Principled, steadfast, and, above all, kind, Rihi is someone not easily shaken or influenced by events around her, always doing her best to stay calm and work effectively. Though she certainly can’t be considered smart or wise by the standards of anyone around her, that just gives her more reason to never move onto auto-pilot. That doesn’t mean, however, that she’s cold or analytical. The core of her decision-making relies her emotions and her intuition, and ultimately, for all the thinking she does, Rihi rarely goes for something with a high chance of success or that is rationally sound. Naïve despite her mental age, she seeks happiness for herself and wants happiness for all, regardless of the scarcity of resources and the differences in need.

Maybe things won’t magically work out if she tried her hardest, but as long as she continued to do so, there will always be a chance of improvement, a chance to break through this situation.

Perhaps, beyond being principled, steadfast and kind, Rihi is just incredibly stubborn.

Background

From an outsider’s point of view, her life had been one tragedy after another. She became a mother at a young age, married at a young age, lost her husband at a young age, and, from that point on, stubbornly worked hard to provide for the one she loved. Without ever having an education beyond that of a middle school degree, she hammered away at labor work, saving wherever she could, while paradoxically lavishing everything she could upon her daughter.

It was enough for her to see her child grow up to be a responsible, good-hearted individual. Beyond food, beyond faith, it was seeing her face every day that let her keep on working. She never allowed herself to think of her situation as unfortunate, as difficult.
Everything was fine. Things were even looking up.

But then, there was light, the screeching of tires, a flash of bone-crushing pain, and then, death.

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Everything was still fine. It was enough that she taught her child how to fight.

Class: Warrior
Skills:

Deflect – _{Bounce or redirect incoming attacks through active usage of one’s shield, with a chance of destabilizing the opponent if they use a particularly heavy attack.}
Vault – _{Use one’s spear as a vaulting pole, launching one’s self up and forward at heights unattainable through stats alone.}
Charge – _{Rush forward, shield first, and dive into the target, knocking them back. The greater the run-up, the further they are knocked back.}
Focus – _{Fan the flames of one’s inner ki, purging status effects both magical and physical, while sharpening one’s concentration.}
Viper – _{Lunge forward quickly and extend one’s spear to its maximum length, delivering an accurate, fast blow to an enemy’s weak point.}

[SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM]: ???
Secret Password: Cutie

[CelesteEste]

In life:



In a new world:



Name: Ágata Pimentel Coelho (Goes only by Agata after reincarnation)

Appearance: Her current form echoes some aspects of her old body, the same skin tone and the same eye color, a similar hair albeit it is now platinum white instead of dark brown, the body shape ,however, is entirely different. In her native world she was a tall, imposing woman with an elegant toned body, while her current form is that of a somewhat short Beastclan woman, with a long smooth pale-white tail and some sort of beast horn on her head, eyes and skins stayed the same color but her hair became platinum colored.

Race: Beastclan

Age: Was a 24 years old human.

Personality: Agata was somewhat smug and very lively as a human, though that was linked to a sense of control she felt thanks her to her social status and well-trained body, and now that she is stuck as something different and way out of her comfort zone, she appears to be quieter and is often awkward. Deep down she is still the same spoiled, arrogant woman she was, and that sometimes contrast with the new traits seeping in from her beastclan form, for example, she is extremely fussy about what food she buys from vendors but has no trouble diving down a lake to catch a fish with her mouth and eat it raw.

Background: Agata was born in an impoverished South American nation, this was never troublesome to her or her family, if anything it made their profits fatter, and it was not like someone living in a high class gated community had to worry about these things. The silver spoon fed girl showed signs of talent from an early age, from doing well in classes to keeping up with health and fitness topics, this was a key difference between her and many of her peers on the private school, all of them shared a sense of superiority to the general population, but while many used that an excuse to be lazy, Agata used it to improve herself. Out of high school, she was deciding on what to do, and for a moment she really thought about joining the air force, as she found planes, especially jets, to be cool, her parents, however, did not support the idea at all, so in the end she had to settle with just managing one of the branches of the country's largest corporation. Not that she would ever get to do that either, in the first year after she finished business school she found herself dead and reborn in another world.

Class: Rogue

Skills :

• Moon Leap: A very quick leap up into the air, rising as high as a two/three story building.
• Snake's Flexibility: She lets go of her body's tension, letting it become very soft and flexible. In combat, this makes it easier for her to dodge attacks, out of combat it makes easy for her to sneak through small openings.
• Tail Sweep: A sudden sweep of her tail targeting an enemy's legs.
• Snake Fang Barrage: A quick succession of attacks using the tip of her open palm, each does little damage, but they come in fast and without stop.
• Diving Dragon: Its a sudden move where she approaches quickly and delivers a downward kick.

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Secret Password: You're the cutie

[Firestorm]

[“Hmph, all shall fall before my Machiavellian machinations fuf- H-HEY STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT! I AM STILL A DEVIOUS MASTERMIND TO BE FEARED AND WORSHIPPED!]
Name : (In a Previous Life – still tries to insist on it) Oshiro Yuudai | Yu (What they tend to be called in this life)
Appearance :

In Life

In newLife

Personality: Before all of this chicanery, Oshiro Yuudai was a callous, chauvinistic, self-proclaimed master-mind of evil. He had tried his best to hide this as to be more intimidating when revealing past a normalish guise of humanity, and of course it was easier to attract people to his cause when he seemed to be a chill dude. However often times he failed at this revealing his true nature of a smug dork who viewed himself as the evil emperor with all as his pawns. He is more or less the same, despite what one might draw, in this new world although with an even more shattered ego. Now as he can’t play the game he did in life, he must insist on being the evil emperor type as no one will respect him otherwise!
Backstory: Oshiro Yuudai was a man born for brilliance, born for ruling, born to reign above all of those in his prefecture then the world! He was born to a high ranking civil service employee without knowing who his mother was. Yuudai was treated to nothing but the best in terms of tutors and so forth with an extended freedom due to a very busy parental figure. Yuudai was drawn into fictional stories of evil empires and so forth and it inspired a belief that he was destined for greatness like that. And so throughout his school life he manipulated and schemed his way into high social groups, primarily using his resources to make them submit to his will (as many of his friends in life actually really detested him). It was all stepping up for his destiny to dominate in university - until that flash of light of course...
Age: 18
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Class : Warrior
Skills:
Vengeful Slash of the Forgotten Squire – By harnessing a swing, by holding it in place for some time while delivering a hateful monologue, Yuudai can deliver a powerful singular swing downwards, sidewards, or vertically.
Pierce the Cloudline - At the expense of ones weapon, and having to wait for it to come back down to land, Yuudai can throw their weapon in order to take down enemies in the sky.
Roar of the Jungle – By howling out their superiority to this world and all who inhabit it, Yuudai attracts enemies to beat him up instead of the minions (party).
Kiss the Emperor’s Feet – By swinging up their leg for an axe-kick, Yuudai can swiftly swing their foot down on a target’s face and daze/stun them for a brief time.
Leap of the Elven Dancer – Yuudai can jump, rather elegantly and in a strange pose, in between an attack happening to someone else to take the assault instead of them.
[ SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM (Keep this blank as you will choose your special ability during roleplay. ) ]
Secret Password : Cutie

[Lord of Evil]

Alph

"I didn't really want to be here, but now that I am, I'll make the most of it."

Name: Alphonse Litera
Appearance: Alphonse sports black hair and brown eyes, accenting a fairly average face. His build is also fairly average, slightly built through the rigors of life but not very bulky. It makes him difficult to pick out from a crowd, unless you know what to look for.
Race: Human
Age: 18

Personality: Alphonse is mostly on the quiet side and dislikes attention. That's not to say he doesn't talk or makes friends, but he's largely keeps to himself. He's not socially inept but it's evident social interactions aren't high on his priority list. He ticks the boxes well enough, but he's a little eccentric and can be frank to an uncomfortable degree at times. Nevertheless, there are those who find his honesty refreshing and he holds them close to his heart. He's often gripped by indecision but for unimportant things he simply takes things as they come. He's here for a good time, not a long time.

Background: While Alhponse's first death was rather untimely, he had to admit he hadn't done much with it. His name, much like his life, was hardly memorable. A normal family, a normal teenage life spent playing games, a normal university life spent playing games. If there was something to be said about the old Alphonse it would be that he was a bit quieter than most. Even so, he had been fine with it. And it had all to soon come to an abrupt end.

When he had been reborn he didn't know what to make of it. He himself hadn't changed much, thankfully,
but everything else was foreign to him. He adapted eventually and even began enjoying his time. He made some new friends and the environment was nice enough. Nevertheless, he has never stopped looking for a way back home.

Class: Magician

Skills

• Ball of Quiet
  A low tier illusion spell. Creates a sphere of variable size centered around an object. Any sound made within the sphere is muffled, quieting louder sounds significantly but only slightly muffling quieter sounds. Larger spheres cost more mana but more than one sphere can be active at a time. Overall low mana usage. Not the best in terms of practicality but can be useful.
• Static blast
  Basic attack spell. Gather mana in the palm, convert it into lighting and let it explode outwards. As a basic spell it isn't very efficient, and the chaotic nature of the burst all but ensures that far away targets take no damage, but it has a relatively high output for a basic spell and has a small chance of stunning a target.
• Magic bullet
  Basic attack spell. Condense mana into a small point and shoot it in a target direction. Low damage but high range and precision.
• Shield
  Basic defense spell. Condense mana in the hand and project it outwards into a circle, around the size of its namesake, to block attacks. Small in size but tightly packed, so it can block heavier hits when compared to shields with larger surface areas. Takes a small amount to maintain but the strain becomes larger if attacks are blocked.
• Move small object
  Basic telekinesis, allows for the use of mana to move small objects. Can be used offensively with some imagination, though the environment would need to accommodate.

Special Ability/Item

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Secret Password

Cutie?

[RoflsMazoy]

Astrum Galliaster

"This place is rad,"

Name : Astrum Galliaster (call him Galli for short, he prefers it.)

Appearance : Astrum gives off the impression of a bright and excited kid, because he is, but he's a little too old to be called a kid anymore. He has fairly short black hair, but as it grows he starts having to brush his bangs off his forehead because it gets in the way. He has bright, shining black eyes, always curious, looking at everything. He has a well-built body from years of boxing.

Race: Human

Age: 19

Personality: He's the type of person who takes things at face value, optimistically speaking. He'll always assume the best intentions out of everybody, and even if he's proven wrong, he's quick to forgive and forget. He's curious about everything, and likes to learn new things and tries to master everything he's learnt. He gives off the feeling of being impressionable, but he makes his own decisions, and it was his decision to appear like that in the first place because he generally trusts people.

Background: In his past life, Astrum was the type of person that excelled in everything they did. He studied well, had many friends, and excelled at sports, and he was even an amateur boxer. His uncle introduced him to it around the time his mother died, so he's kept at it since he was young becoming fairly competent as a boxer. With so many things going for him, it would be a good assumption he would miss his previous life, and he does, but his mother had told him on her deathbed to enjoy life as it comes. The year he was pulled into another world was the year he began to live his own life. Graduating from high school, he was finally beginning to move on his own.

From one stage of life to another, except instead of university it was another world. Maybe he suited being a warrior more, but you would tell him to reincarnate into a land with magic in it without being a wizard? There's no way he'd pass up such an opportunity.

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Class: Magician

Skills:

• Fire bolt: A basic bolt of fire. Travels fast, goes far, but does relatively small amounts of damage.
• Shock bolt: A basic bolt of lightning. Has a very low chance of paralysis, but the smaller a creature, is the higher the chance that it'll proc.
• Velocity: A passive skill that increases the velocity of his offensive spells. It doesn't change their damage output or anything else but their speed, but it make fire bolt and shock bolt travel near instantly, so it's a useful skill to have, even if it has mostly niche uses with his current spells.
• Speed: Support spell that doubles speed for a short time. Since it applies to everything, strikes, cooking, sprinting, etc. it has a very short duration only 10 seconds or so. Its cost is relatively low as well, however.
• Air Step: Gather wind magic under your feet to provide an additional step in mid-air, as if you were leaping off of solid ground. Astrum can use it to correct his posture in mid-air to deliver a punch or aim more accurately.

Special Ability/Item: TBA

Secret password: Cutie :3

[Aviaire]

Zeke Myers

Julia 'Ezekiel' Myers

"My name? Zeke. Yeah, I just made that up."

old life

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‹Race›
Beastclan

‹Age›
23

‹Personality›
Zeke is laid back and indifferent, never too bothered about anything happening, or perhaps he just doesn't care that much. He is quite blunt, though he has a real soft spot for cute things and people (including himself, after reincarnation). For as much as he likes himself, he is easily flustered by others. He's friendly enough, even if he can come off as dismissive during conversation. His dry sense of humour can also be a little off-putting, not to mention that he's not nearly as funny as he thinks he is. Give him credit for trying.

‹Background›
Julia Myers was born as an average person in an average life. That's the way it was, and she was fine with that. She went through life as a normal person would, doing normal things. She'd wanted to be a primary school teacher, a normal profession. As aloof as she could be, kids really brought out the best in her. She had a boyfriend, and perhaps one day they would be married. Maybe they wouldn't. That was just how life worked. Whether it was him or someone else, she wanted two children. She had names planned out regardless of gender: Jamie and Seth for boys, Emma and Elise for girls. In fact, she had her entire life planned out, because the world had never tossed anything out of the ordinary at her and it wasn't ever going to. She was normal.

There's just something about dying and reawakening in some kind of void that really throws that kind of mentality into jeopardy.

‹Class›
Rogue

‹Skills›
Knife Barrage - Zeke throws a lot of knives. They have to be retrieved after, but his aim isn't half bad.
Knife Flurry - Zeke slashes at his target many, many times.
Look Up - Zeke jumps up, and falls towards his target, knife-first or legs first, depending on the mood.
Hit and Run - Zeke kicks his target with his strong bunny legs, knocking them back while he launches himself in the opposite direction.
Rabbit Legs - Zeke jumps pretty high, and pretty far, if he wants.

‹SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM›
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‹Secret Password›
Cutie

[NightmareInd]

Samuel Davis

Name:
Samuel Davis
Appearance:

Before

After

Race:
Human
Age:
20
Personality:
Samuel tries to stay cool and calculative most of the time, but in the heat of battle, he can sometimes lose his cool and get a bit too excited. He is a bit shy around people he doesn't know but likes to crack a joke with people he does know every now and then.
Background:
Samuel was always a bit of a nerd. Spending most of his time watching online anime and playing FPS games, he was no stranger to the digital world. He was a shut-in as well, not having many 'IRL' friends, but having a few online which he played with regularly. He was both a great strategist of his squads and a combat-ready player, but he sometimes got carried away in the game. So when he went out for groceries and found himself dead a few moments later, he felt really unlucky. That is to say, until he noticed it wasn't 'game over' for him yet...

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Class:
Gunman
Skills:

• Scope eyes: The user is able to magnify their vision up to 1.5 times. Costs a small amount of stamina for the duration of use.
• Sprint boost: Boosts the run speed of the user. Costs stamina for the duration of use.
• Spotter: The user can spot a single person, animal or monster at a time. For the user alone, the spotted person is able to be seen with a highlighted red outline. Spotting a person will require a direct line of sight and drains a small amount of stamina for the duration of the spotting.
• Sharpshot (passive): Boosts the original accuracy of the user.
• Unfazed (passive): Any projectile shot by the user is unaffected by external conditions like wind or gravity the moment it leaves the barrel unless overruled by another effect of either the user or the gun.

SPECIAL ABILITY/ITEM:
<TBA>
Secret Password:

But it's a secret!

Can't you read? I said it is SECRET!

S E C R E T

Fine, I'll tell you...

... after some more pointless procrastination.

Cutie

[Elynwyn]

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[OwO]

Before Isekai

𝖤𝗋𝗂𝗇 𝖲𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅

^{22? • Beastclan • 5'6"}

Personality:

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Erin is a happy-go-lucky girl. She's a hopeless optimist, romantic, and connoisseur of only the finest memes. She's loud, brash, but above all else, headstrong. In fact, she's so headstrong that one would say that she should have been reborn a mule. She's possibly the most stubborn person one would ever meet. When she sets her sights on something, she tries to get it no matter what. Even though she's rather shortsighted in her desires, she still operates under a strict policy of niceties and joy. Though, one could consider constantly spouting random memes as a rather horrible act. In that case, she's the next coming of the demon lord. The meme-on lord.

Background:

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Born as the youngest of three, Erin wasn't really the best of her siblings. Her elder brothers were both incredibly smart, strong, and above all else, better than her. They were talented. Erin wasn't. But what Erin had was determination. Well, determination and a severe give-no-shits attitude of the future that she formed as a coping mechanism for being dumb as a sack of bricks. She tried her best in everything she did. She fell in love with characters in books, only to throw them into the garbage can when she read the next series.

Compared to the strict regiment of studying, work-outs, and increasing their IRL levels her older brothers had been doing, Erin was completely happy going her own way. She loved her brothers. She felt no jealousy from their abilities. Yea, they were talented. Talent was only starting a step forward. They climbed up to the summit of ability with their own hands. Erin was happy at the base camp, working up a few steps to her next goal. Even if she would never reach that summit, her life had meaning. The same meaning as her brothers.

But brain aneurysms could happen at any time.

Class:

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Mage

Skills:

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• Fire Plume - A roaring plume of fire is formed at the end of one's hand. The flame begins to disperse and reduce in damage at about three arm-lengths and completely disperses at thrice that.

• Inflame - By blessing an object with mana, the user infuses the object with a purifying flame. The user can enable an additional target, object or not, that will be unaffected by the flames.

• Lesser Object Control - A control focused telekinesis ability, the user can control a single object within a 9 foot range of themselves. The object is unable to move faster than a languid swing of the arm and can't lift anything they can't carry with one hand, but they can control it as accurately as if they were holding it in their own hand.

• Cure Wound - A light healing spell that allows for the healing of minor wounds. Dislocated joints, broken bones, and such still need to be manually set. Blood isn't replaced.

• Cleanse - A light healing spell that cures poisons, simple sicknesses, and expels dirt and grime from objects.

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SOON.

[o3o]

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[Hammerman]

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[Avemelle]

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Beginnings.

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